Immortal Mortal

Numerous people rushed out from all corners of the peaceful Fujiyama, but in addition to some people close to the edge, there is no one in the ten that can really escape the peaceful Fujiyama.

The micro-thief almost burns his life and is the fastest one. The moment he rushed out of the safari site, he fled to the edge of the peaceful Fujiyama.

That's it, there is still a vine stuck into his calf.

The thief has always been a sprawl. He may not be as good as a merchant, perhaps not as good as Pang. But there is one thing he has, but Shanghe and Pang Wei are not, and it is decisive.

At the moment when the vine was inserted into the thief to steal the calf, the sacred element of the thief was a tremble, and his entire calf was separated directly from his body. The next moment, the thief without the calf rushed out crazy.

At this time, Jianqi is nothing to him. He wants to escape by madness. The farther he escapes, the better.

After the thief was stolen, the vines that were like giant peaks slowly gathered, like a compressed cage. Any monk in the vines was not spared.

There was no trace of blood spurting out, and every monk that was touched by vines was absorbed in a short time. Whether it is blood, soul or flesh.

There are only a few people who can escape like the thief.

"Hey!" The thief squirted a blood arrow, and then stopped and managed to take out a healing medicinal medicinal swallow.

Behind him, the towering vines of the mountains, disappeared without a trace. Ping An Tengshan seems to have been compressed to the ground, and there is no trace. Thousands of people who survived in the peaceful Fujiyama disappeared without a trace.

Several monks who escaped like the thieves, after seeing the thief, quickly rushed over to this side.

In the jail, more people are better than people.

"Micro-respecting the Lord, what is the matter of Ping An Fuji?" A pale-faced, blood-stained immortal emperor is still worried.

A fairy emperor has no resistance under the kind of vines of the peaceful Fujiyama. How terrible is the vine? If he is not on the edge of the peaceful Fujiyama, it is hard to escape.

The rest of the survivors who were slightly weaker were even more eager to listen. They did not know why this happened in Pingtung Fuji.

The thief has been alleviated, and the tone is low. "It should be a heart that has survived in ancient times. If I didn't guess wrong, those vines are just the meridians in the heart."

“We have been living in a heart all the time?” someone screamed.

No one answered his words, and all of them thought that the thief had not said anything. Because the shape of the peaceful Fujiyama is really similar to a heart.

The micro-stolen thief is also secretly afraid of it. He saw with his own eyes that Shanghe and Pangxi were sucked into the blood and flesh by the vines and fell into the peaceful Fujiyama. The reason why he was able to escape, in addition to his strength is stronger than Pang Wei and Shang Hezhen, and his decisiveness. But these are not the key to his escape. The most important thing he can escape is the four to Qingdan.

Four to Qingdan let his gods and souls far better than Pang Wei and Shang Hezhen. When it comes to strength, he recovers the fastest and best.

It is also because the Yuanshen is more complete, he can burn the blood of Shouyuan in the blink of an eye to escape the peaceful Fujiyama, and finally just lost a shank.

It seems that they did not guess wrong, Mo Wuji left Pingan Fuji Mountain in advance, not only because they want to take back the site, but because Mo Wuji had already noticed that Ping An Fuji Mountain was not safe.

He thought of the time when he went to the Jianhe River to take water with Mo Wuji. After he had no peace of mind, he seemed to frown. Then he deliberately returned to Pingteng Fuji Mountain and went out again.

Now he understands that at that time, he was suspicious.

Before he had no choice but to withdraw, he thought it was because Mo Wuji did not have the alliance, and he and the Pang Wei and Shang Hejun allied. Thinking about it now, this is not the case at all. That is, he did not form an alliance with Pang Wei and Shang He, and he would leave the Pingtung Mountain. When they go to the place where Mo Wuji is, Mo Wuji is preparing to leave. Otherwise, how can it be so skillful?

With the helpless way, if he is not willing to leave, the three of them will not necessarily be able to break.

"Micro-respected Lord, where are we going now?" Everyone was silent, and one monk asked.

The sigh sighed and said, "The safari does not exist. Everyone calls my name. What is the Lord, it is a joke."

This change made him understand the truth. Even if the swords and prisons reorganize the forces, and the disaster beyond the strength comes, any forces will be in vain.

"You go to Mozong." The whistle continues to say that he knows that these people have no place to go except to go to Mo Wu.

"Micro-predecessors, don't you go with us?" the talking monk asked in confusion.

In fact, although he asked where the thief should go, he knew very well that there was really no place to go except to go to the Mo Wuzhu.

The thief swayed his hand. "Let's go, I won't go."

After that, the whistle of the whistle flashed and disappeared into the endless jail. He is also a late Emperor of the Immortals. Not long ago, he ruined the alliance with Mo Wuji and drove Mo Wuji out of Ping An. Now he wants him to ask for nothing, he can't pull this face.

I have to know that when he gave Mo Wuji the site, he did not use it to Qingdan, and he said that he would accept it. Whether or not Mo Wuji has long felt that Ping An Fuji Mountain is not safe, he is not doing this right. Moreover, he went to Mo Wubo in the late Emperor, who listened to who?

After the thief sneaked away, the most powerful one here was the emperor. The prospective emperor looked at the disappearance of the thief, and sighed, "Let's go, let's go to Mozong."

As a quasi-emperor and a magician, he is very aware of the relationship between Mo Wuzhi and Ping An's three major forces. The thief has no face to rely on Mo Wuji, he can understand.

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"Hey!" Mo Wuji felt that the strength of the sword gas had been upgraded several times, and the bones of his body made an inch of cracking sound. The pain of deep bone marrow made Mo Wuyi open his eyes and completely wake up.

He looked at his feet with some fear. At this moment, one of his feet stood on the edge of the whirlpool, and the swirling vortex did not sweep him down.

The endless swordsmanship was swept over by his sculpt and was not in his body. In addition to the inexhaustible swordsmanship, there is an endless stream of fairy spirits.

Mo Wuji immediately understood what was going on, the swordsman who could get him into the suffocation of the sword, all absorbed by him, and the whirlpool of the sword disappeared briefly around him, which made him temporarily stop.

Now he must not let all his bones be shredded and reorganized. The four layers of the body are not Nirvana. He has been nirvana once. Once the bones are completely broken, he will never be able to enter the fourth layer of the gods. Maybe he will be involved in this. Inside the sword whirlpool.

Mo Wuji forced to exclude his distracting thoughts and the crisis under his feet. The refining exercises and the immortal mortal exercises were all working at the same time. One hundred and eight small days formed a big Sunday, and this big Sunday was no longer The bogey of the bogey merged together on Sunday, and the scent of the strong scent of the sword whirlpool was madly taken away.

"Boom!" Mo Wuzhi's body reached an extreme, and there was a strong temper in his body. The bones and skin that had been split open suddenly recovered.

The sword that was originally directly immersed in Mo Wuji’s body was blocked at the moment. The celestial force in his body also rose wildly at this moment, and a scorpion was smashed, and the unscrupulous repair directly rushed into the middle of the great Luoxian.

The violent sword whirlpool swept the force again, and Mo Wu quickly retreated, and the sword whirlpool that could take him away was absorbed by him.

His physical strength was promoted to the fourth floor of the gods on the edge of the sword vortex, and his cultivation also rose to the middle of the Great Luoxian.

Mo Wuji clearly uses his current cultivation, if it is swept in by the sword vortex, it is estimated that it is a life of nine deaths.

After exiting the edge of the sword vortex, Mo Wuji gathered in the eye and then looked at the sword whirlpool. Under the sway of the sword, the man who was like a bone was actually gone.

Mo Wuji had a cold sweat behind him, and he quickly left. Before he reached the king of Xian, he could not enter the sword vortex to see.

If there is no special cultivation resource, it is difficult for him to advance to the king in a short time. It seems that he can go and see if the transmission disk that he lost outside the sword is inductive. Mo Wuji also estimated that his transmission array did not have much effect. At the beginning, he did just to comfort himself. Since there is a way out, he must think of any possible way out.

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"Excuse me, Mo Zongzhu is here?" The quasi-emperor brought four or five monks who escaped from Pingteng Fuji Mountain to the Mogotan beach where Mo Wuji was located.

Feiling once again came out, and Su Zi'an and others who had waited in the square also stood up.

"You are the brother?" Fei Ling saw the prospective emperor ~www.readwn.com~ cried in surprise.

In front of this prospective emperor, he is naturally clear, called Cha Rui, who was a man who belonged to the magic hand before him. How come here now? Feiling then looked at the few monks who were covered in scars behind Cha Rui, and they became more confused.

"Finan friends, long time no see." Cha Rui's tone is a bit dry, his position in the magic hand is much higher than Feiling. At this moment, he can only be thankful. Fortunately, he did not offend Feiling at the beginning.

"Chao brother, how did you come here? Do you also intend to leave the magic hand like me? You are not afraid of Pang Wei? Not afraid to return to Ping An Tengshan again in the future?" It is now that Feiling mentions Pang Wei, and still has a lingering fear.

Cha Rui sighed. "The peaceful Fujiyama is gone, and the magic hand is gone."

"What do you mean?" Fei Ling thought of the words of Nie Chong'an and Jian Mingcheng before, and his face changed. If Pingtung Fujiyama is really dangerous, it is not far from Pingteng Fujiyama.

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