Immortal Path to Heaven

　　 The desert is straight, and the long river is setting sun.

　　 The burial sword is carrying the sword box, holding the Shentu sword in the right hand, rubbing the chin with the finger of the left hand, pondering for a while, and following up.

　　 Although he is a Taoist, he is not pedantic and knows how to take advantage of it.

　　 Of course, one of the main points is that he wants to make friends with Ouyang Ming. Although he didn't spend much time with Ouyang Ming, but these times he got along, he also knows a little about Ouyang Ming's character. Beyond the light curtain, he would fight against Jijiadaozi without saying a word, and it would not fall.

　　 In the depths of the barren desert, using oneself as the bait layout, Ji Haoran was forced to death.

　　If this Daozi does not have such a life-saving means that His Holiness hit, he may have become a knife-cutting stone on the way of Ouyang Mingzheng.

　　Ouyang Ming's potential, heart, and fruitfulness are determined. The execution of things, the buried sword, are all seen in the eyes and remembered in the heart. So he wanted to make friends with Ouyang Ming, who was justified, so he could keep up.

　　Time passed by minute and second, and soon, more and more people took refuge behind Ouyang Ming. Strange to say, now the spirit scorpions around him have reached a terrifying number, but none of them attacked others. All the spirit scorpions' attention was focused on Ouyang Ming. The teeth were grinning, so crazy, that looks like Ouyang Ming dug the ancestral tomb of the spirit scorpion.

　　 Seeing the practitioners of this scene, two words came up freely in his mind: Niubi. Not convinced? If you can also get a bland face under the siege of so many spirit scorpions, without frowning, but instead take a walk in the following court, then you are a cow!

　　As Ouyang Ming gets closer and closer to the light curtain, more and more soul-eating scorpions die under the fire of the sky Phoenix, and the fierce beasts become more and more crazy.

　　 But even so, they still have no choice but to take Ouyang Ming. After all, this is the fire of the heavenly phoenix, you just slammed up so stupidly, it takes more brain damage to do this kind of thing? Even if the Venerable, the skin touches the fire of the Tianfeng, you have to lose half your life, not to mention the highest level of biting the spirit beast.

　　 Outside the light curtain, a very hidden place.

　　Dong Chenyu's face was gloomy, and he secretly adjusted his vitality so as not to let out a little bit of anger.

　　 The same is true of the rest of the blood jelly, eyes blinking forward.

　　 Suddenly, a sound of mountains and tsunami came from the depths, and immediately, countless yellow sands spread out.

"Haha, judging from this situation, they must be chased and killed by the spirit scorpion. This kind of momentum is estimated to be less fierce! This kind of fierce beast dare not cross the light curtain. Be careful. Never give them a chance to breathe!" A peak blood jiao grinned, eyes full of bloodthirsty.

Even Dong Chenyu's eyes spread with joy, but he carried a shelf and sneered: "The two human races must be alive! Return to the clan, protect the heart with spiritual power, seal the Dantian, and light the sky. light."

The so-called "lighting the sky light" is actually to open a hole in the monk's head, stuff the fine velvet cotton into it, keep it in the deep, pour a little lamp oil, light the fire, and the velvet will burn to the depths. , And then protect the heart with spiritual force, sometimes, even if half of the flesh is burnt, people will not die, is a very vicious means.

　　The rest of the blood jelly listened to this, and smashed his mouth, his eyes filled with blood mist.

　　 Suddenly, a looming white flame appeared in the blood jiao's sight.

　　 "This... doesn't seem right!" The look of doubt in the eyes of a ten-foot-long blood dragon flashed away.

　　 "Well, it seems to be, no matter, rush out and stop them!" A blood jelly beside him met softly.

　　 "Kill!" Dong Chenyu roared sullenly, with ice scum in his voice.

　　 Suddenly, this group of blood jiao wailed, turned into countless red awns, and rushed out.

　　 "This... what is that white flame? My goodness, so many spirit-eating scorpions have been burned to death!" The voice fainted.

"Uh, it's the people in the flames! The smell of the blood is so unimaginable! This has killed many of our people. The blood debt can only be paid by the blood. -" More blood jiao Yiran are not afraid, they are all blood The bravest warriors of the Jiao family will never flinch when encountering enemies.

　　 Dongchenyu had the fastest speed, flew in a flesh, and walked away from the sky, hundreds of feet beyond the rest of the blood jelly. After falling, he was directly blocked at a distance of 100 feet from Ouyang Ming.

　　Ouyang Ming just escaped from the light curtain, and he groaned in his heart, and sighed in his heart, how did this guy find the door? Despite this thought, he still looked calm.

　　He Jian suddenly saw Dong Chenyu, and he felt a sudden in his heart, quietly glanced at Ouyang Ming.

　　As for those who had taken refuge behind Ouyang Ming, they quickly dispersed.

　　Joke, do not rely on spiritual power, and walk with the flesh to control the sky. This is a sign of the Venerable. I really want to be remembered by him. I don’t know how to die. Moreover, this is an alien Venerable.

　　 These people carefully glanced over Ouyang Ming, his face kept changing, extremely complex, and he sighed in his heart, this ability to provoke trouble is no one, just offended Ji Jiadaozi, this is not enough. But now, there is a Venerable waiting for him outside, how much hatred is this? Moreover, there are hundreds of helpers behind him, is this too trivial? Or is it too cautious?

　　 They don't know that this is not a trivial matter.

　　 Ouyang Ming and He Jian have joined forces and really have the capital to escape from the hands of His Holiness. This is a precedent.

　　 So, this time, Dong Chenyu was not overly cautious.

　　Everyone who escaped from the desert has seen this scene, and buried swords are no exception.

　　 He secretly observed Ouyang Ming, wanting to see his inner thoughts from his face.

　　 But he looked calm, without any worries, he hesitated for a moment, secretly, if you want to be friends with this person, this time is undoubtedly the best time. How to send charcoal in the snow is better than icing on the cake. At this time, he had to cross the river. I supported him to cross the river. But the other party is a venerable person, and also has a helper, which is worth scrutinizing, not easy to choose...

　　 He thought for a while, all thoughts flashed in his brain, his last lips closed, his teeth bit hard, his body flashed, and he came to Ouyang Ming's side.

　　 Ouyang Ming looked at the Burial Sword a little unexpectedly and calmly said: "This muddy water can't be stained!"

Burial sword's eyes were firm, and he shook his head: "If the water is not muddy, I won't come in." As long as he decides things, he rarely makes changes. Sword repair is mostly a tendon character, of course, what is meant here The sword repair, at least must be a figure of Daozi level, Xiang Lingyue, Wen Zhou and others, just use a sword, not a sword repair.

Jiang Yingrong's face changed slightly, and he spit out the air in his chest and lungs. He lifted his right foot and took a half step forward. territory?"

　　 "Blood Dragon Family? How can you take me without the Venerable Lord?" Dong Chenyu looked unscrupulous, smiling, looking at a few people, with a cat and mouse fun.

　　 As soon as the voice fell, his palm waved down and said softly: "Children, the day of revenge is coming, the blood jiao family is not ischemic, grab it back, everyone can drink a mouthful of blood and kill!"

　　 Suddenly, these hundreds of blood larvae rushed forward towards the **** lightning.

　　Jiang Yingrong's face was pale, Lian Bu moved slightly, and while retreating backward, he asked, "Elder He, what the **** is going on?"

　　Although she knew that He Jian and Ouyang Ming had killed a few blood larvae, wouldn't they be so envious? Even the venerable characters have come to the door, which is clearly beyond her imagination.

He Jian's face was wrinkled and wrinkled. Without hesitation, he drew his sword and replied: "Last time, I went out with Brother Yu and saw Xuejiao Tu Village. We chased hundreds of miles, and finally Brother Yu was in front of him. Face, killing Dong Ruyu." He said, pointing at Venerable Blood Jiao in front of him.

　　 "Dong Ruyu?" Jiang Yingrong's voice increased a little, very beautiful, like Qingquan beating on the rock.

　　 "It is the son of this alien." He Jian said.

　　 "His..." This sound was not loud, but it caused a storm in everyone's mind!

At this moment, everyone's look at Ouyang Ming has changed, there is horror, fear, appreciation... Various, dare to kill his son forcibly in the presence of a Venerable, not to mention strength, single Is this kind of courage, to what extent is this tenacious tenacious?

　　Cultivators who can enter the barren desert are also considered to be the best among the people and the first-class characters. But at this moment, still shocked by the news beyond description.

Burial Sword listened to this, his eyes turned, his eyes were brighter a little, the sword marks on his arms flickered and darkened, and they were urged in secret. , Arrogant and unmatched, this is the most important thing he dare to drip the muddy water.

　　 "Noisy......" Dong Chenyu listened to this~www.readwn.com~ His face became cold, like a frost, he snorted coldly, and hurried over.

　　 The thin lips of the burial sword were pursed upwards, and the eyes were all dignified, and the voice was transmitted to Ouyang Ming: "Brother Yu, fight for my tenth breath!"

　　Ouyang Ming did not answer, and his face did not change at all.

　　 Stepped on two gorgeous flames at his feet, quickly backwards, without answer, but the best answer, he wanted a fight.

　　At the same time, with a space bag in his right hand, a burst of white mansions spread out, and when it fell, he had firmly held the blood gun dragon slaughter!

　　The **** of your right hand tapped lightly, and the tadpole-like rune above the Dragon Tu suddenly brightened up. The blood in the body was burning, and the fighting was surging. He wanted to see if in the hands of His Holiness, he could block two strokes and could hold on for a while!

　　The blood on the dragon slaughter was like red blood, and it suddenly swayed.

　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Magic Amplification!" The voice was not falling, and the golden spiritual power surged out like a wave of the sky.

"Stone cone surgery!" Ouyang Ming snarled in his heart, pointed his spear forward, and the yellow sand in the desert was like a yellow bean beating on the iron skin. With a roar, the shaking yellow sand was like being held by two pairs of invisible big hands. At the end, squeezed towards the middle with surging force. ...

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