Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Xie Feng's blood was flushed, his face was blue and white, and he was defeated by a foreign disciple, making his face unbearable.

"Who then? Come here and give me a message to Shui Yuntianhan, and I want to see her."

Beifeng's mental strength shrouded in all directions, at this time he noticed a familiar person, and said at the moment.

As for who it is, Beifeng said it was unclear.

After all, so many people have been beaten by themselves, who will remember their names specifically.

"Haha is really looking for death. This Brother Qingya is very powerful. Even in the old core disciples, he ranks among the top thirty, not to mention that the relationship with Brother Wusheng is invincible. He actually provokes Brother Qingya."

"Don't think you defeated me, think that there are no core disciples."

At this moment Xie Feng and others refreshed their spirits and felt that the guy in front of him was really dead-handed.

"I've seen Brother."

Qingya looked constipated, but still stepped forward and gave a gift to Beifeng.

"Well, go and help me with a message from Yuntian Han and say I'm waiting for her here."

Beifeng nodded and said to him.

"Brother wait a moment, brother will go."

Qingya was relieved, then turned and left.

And the three people who are waiting for Xie Feng who are watching the show are aggressive, aren't they?

Why does Brother Qingya call this brother in front of him? Definitely just a disciple.

It should be noted that the identity of the Waizong disciple is a bit worse than that of the core disciple. They are called brothers when they meet.

But now the situation is so that the three of them can not understand.

In particular, Brother Qingya looked at him like a mouse and a cat, and Qingya's departure seemed rather embarrassing to the three.

The three of them looked at each other and could only recognize by holding their noses. There was no way they could fight by themselves. Even Brother Qingya was a little afraid of this.

At this time, on the continent that is far away from Wangu Tianzong, a huge building ship quickly passed through the clouds.

Shui Yuntianhan held his cheeks in his hands, and was a little bit surprised.

"Miss, is it worth it?"

Red phosphorus came in from outside and couldn't help asking.

"I do not know either."

Shui Yuntian Han is a little confused, I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Red phosphorus opened his mouth, but still said nothing, and quietly backed out.

"Is it worth it?"

Shui Yuntian murmured.

"worth it."

A moment later, a whisper came from the slightly darkened room.

In the Eternal Heaven Sect, the north wind stands hand in hand, and the white clothes wins the snow, just like the people coming out of the painting.

Peerless style, let everyone be convinced.

Time was short, and Qingya stepped out of it, followed by several veteran core disciples.

"Brother, Sister Shui Yuntianhan is not among them, not even the identity token."

Qingya said to Beifeng.

"Ok?"

Beifeng frowned. What was Shui Yuntianhan thinking about?

"Brother, as soon as I got the news, Sister Shui Yuntianhan has withdrawn from the Eternal Heaven Sect!"

Suddenly all the core disciples present changed their appearances, and then Qingya looked up and said inconceivably.

"How come? Why?"

Beifeng shook his mind and asked.

"Sister Shuiyun Tianhan exited Zongmen on her own."

Qingya looked at the gloomy north wind and said carefully.

"I see, please trouble you."

Beifeng's immense coercion returned to his body with a complex look.

Turned around and walked towards the gate of Zongmen Mountain, taking a step forward, such as entering the context of the world, shrinking into an inch, disappeared.

"I haven't seen it in a while, but this big devil is getting stronger and stronger, it is impossible to imagine."

Qing Ya was relieved, and when facing the north wind, he felt like a prehistoric monster, and brought himself a strong sense of oppression. At this moment, when the north wind left, Qing Ya muttered to himself.

Now that Shuiyun Tianhan has left, there is no reason for the north wind to stay here again.

Qing Tianwei's assessment is about to start, and time is running out.

The north wind passed through the teleportation array and appeared in Waizong.

Back in Qing Tianwei's barracks, enter his room, playing with the space ring.

"Twenty-four rounds of Quasi-Emperor, under the blessing of the formation, this set of Quasi-Emperor's power is many times stronger than the real Emperor.

Beifeng felt like a hot potato, and had some headaches about how to deal with it.

When the north wind thought, a bright moon emerged from the space ring, and the cold moonlight in the room spread the whole room.

A round moon-sized moon appeared in the room, floating in mid-air, exuding the moonlight.

In this round of Mingyue, the power is not obvious, and the power is restrained. Only the subtle coercion makes people move.

This round of bright moons is changing all the time, sometimes full moons, sometimes hooked moons.

"Ding Ding!"

The bell-like sound of crisp bells sounded, making Beifeng look moved.

This sound was not from the outside world, but from a small bell hanging on the edge of the star picking house in the sea.

At this time, Xiao Zhong resounded, her voice getting more and more rapid.

"boom!"

Then, when the north wind had not yet responded, the picking star tower suddenly trembled, emerged from the center of the north wind, and the ten-story picking star tower was spinning slowly.

Faintly outline the stars and gods pattern, leading to Zhou Tianxing power.

At this moment, a powerful phasic force erupted in the Xingxinglou, acting instantly on the bright moon in mid-air!

Zhou Tianxing's power turned into a chain of gods, the light was bright, instantly tied to this round of bright moon, and then suddenly pulled!

"Boom!"

A horrible wave suddenly broke out in the bright moon, everything in the room was instantly broken, and the north wind was also injured by a sudden accident.

In the face of this vast force like Wang Yang, Beifeng was pale and trembling, as if he could not bear the collapse.

"Oh!"

Fortunately, this power is only at a flash. As soon as Mingyue erupted, it was immediately swallowed by Xinglou.

Only the mess in the room and the blood on the corner of Beifeng's mouth proved the thrill.

"It is indeed a quasi-imperial soldier. Even compared with the ten fires and ten dragon hoods, it is not inferior. Just the thing without the owner can erupt such terrible fluctuations. I am afraid that an emperor might not be able to recover. Pinnacle of the Emperor. "

The north wind wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, his heart was shaking, but the quasi-empire soldiers urged by the Lord were so terrible. So what about the true Imperial soldiers who took it to the next level?

"However, the sudden change of Zhexinglou ~ www.readwn.com ~ is not controlled."

Beifeng looked at the Xingxing Tower rotating in mid-air, and there was some vibration.

An understatement directly suppressed a revival peak quasi-empire, Beifeng found that he knew too little about picking the star tower.

"Lack of follow-up exercises."

The north wind is helpless, and the yin and yang family inheritance it has gained is only a little bit. It is obvious that it has not realized its true power.

However, Beifeng was very skeptical. Even if it was followed up, I am afraid that it is also a little bit ignorant about the Xingxinglou at this time.

After all, the yin and yang family built the stargazing platform, such as the destiny magic weapon, one offense and defense, to speed up spiritual practice.

But his own is to pick the star tower after the mutation, Beifeng does not know whether this mutation is good or bad.

PS: A new book is recommended. The title of the book is "Rebirth to Become a God Chef." In the mid-sixties, the goods were rampant, bought and resold, fish in muddy waters, speculative, and see how the goods can affect the source of the wind, the wind is flowing.