Immortal Path to Heaven

　　 It is not unreasonable for the Great Market to be a place of curse.

　　 The light gray sunlight, the sky of yellow sand, and the Jedi that I will encounter when I don't know when.

　　 Of course, the most important thing is that there are countless aliens in the unknown area. As long as the idol outside the city is broken, these aliens will attack the city. And now, all the statues have stood for ten thousand years, not far from the period of fragmentation, and the catastrophe is approaching. All of this can prove that Daxu is a place of curse.

　　 Beyond the light curtain, these days you look at me, I look at you, your eyes are big and your eyes are small.

After 　　 said, finally someone tentatively said: "This... these people really escaped from His Holiness?"

　　 "Uh, that seems to be the case now, and that the human race actually killed the son of Venerable Blood Jiao, this... is terrifying." Someone nodded. In his eyes, there was an incredible and splendid glory. Although the scene of Shicai was seen with his own eyes, it still brought him a huge impact and made him unbelievable.

　　 "Well? What's the name of that human race?" Someone asked in a whisper that they could meet this matter, fearing that it was only once in this life. Naturally, they should know clearly.

After a long silence, someone said, "Yu Tianrui, he's called Yu Tianrui." This person said that he had bought a pill in the ancient medicine in the ancient city, so he recognized Ouyang Ming. So far, Ouyang Ming Deeds that entered the ruins were also excavated.

　　 "Yu Tianrui, in the presence of Venerable Blood Jiaolong, forcibly killed Prince Jiaolong."

　　 "With the mid-level cultivation of the spirit, he forced the blood jiao lord to defend with all his strength, and also cracked the tiger's mouth, bleeding blood."

　　 "Escaped twice from His Holiness."

　　 "Several tricks with Ji Haoran, split equally."

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　　 Such a thing can cause a sensation with just one thing, but he has done so many things.

　　 This kind of news is like flying wings, flying out in all directions.

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　　An ancient city, the dark fog rolling outside the city, I don’t know when it will swallow it up, the idol has stood eternal, covered with dense traces.

　　 The streets are still dilapidated and the flow of people is surging.

　　Changshou Alley no longer has the previous human touch. When the person has dispersed, the human touch will be weak.

　　After several people moved out of Changshou Lane, Master Duan also changed places, and the business was booming, but when he was fine, he would still come to Changshou Lane.

　　The main palace of the city, although Jiang Caijin can't talk about the red light, but after 50 years of vitality, the whole person has a lot of energy, growing flowers, grass, and practicing words, and his life is also very fulfilling.

At this moment, he was holding a brush in his hand and was practicing writing in the study. The pen was straight and fast. The pen was vigorous and powerful. In one go, he looked at it. The line on the rice paper was awesome. Zang, be a savvy and shrewd person, hide the light and keep a low profile."

　　 He waited for the ink to dry and took a closer look at it.

　　 Suddenly, a knock on the door rang.

　　 "Come in!" Jiang Caijin shouted without hesitation. He knew in his heart that the only person who could knock on the door of the study room was Jiang Yuping.

　　 "Crunch!" The door opened, and it was Jiang Yuping.

　　Jiangyu Ping thought about the following words. After a while, he said: "City Lord, I don't know if you remember one month ago, Master Yu went out with Elder He."

　　 "Well, I heard that a blood squad was killed, but it's a pity those villages." Jiang Caijin spoke softly.

Jiang Yuping's turbid eyes exuded a gleam, trembling: "Wrong, all wrong! At the time, the two of them did not kill the Blood Jiao Squad, but slaughtered the Blood Jiao Prince, and... "He paused and adjusted his breath.

　　 "Don't talk too much!" Jiang Caijin sneered in dissatisfaction.

　　Jiang Yuping did not mind, Shen said: "And, it was killed in the presence of Venerable Blood Jiao, and he escaped to them."

　　Jiang Caijin listened to this, and even with his Qigong, his hands shook undetectably.

　　After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Is Jin Lin a thing in the pond, changing dragons in case of circumstances?"

Jiang Yuping's throat moved slightly, and his face looked like he was saying nothing. After his teeth were bitten, his voice said dryly: "This is not enough. This time, outside the barren desert, Master Yu took the spiritual master's advanced training as a force. Venerable Blood Jiao fully defended and still cracked his tiger's mouth."

　　 This time, even Jiang Caijin looked horrified, surprised and said: "This is the truth?"

　　 "Really, this is the news from the Jiang family."

　　 "Okay, okay, okay, as long as the Jiang family can get this help, no worries."

　　 The Heilongjiang family, hundreds of feet of totem majestic and majestic, the sun is shining brightly and the scene is prosperous.

　　 In the small courtyard, Xiaoman is carving wood carvings. Although the knife method is jerky, it is meticulous, as if to do this as the most sacred thing.

　　Jiang Qingcheng is teaching Xiaolan to read, her body is a little more open, she has a fluffy ponytail, her face is exquisite, her smoker's brow is like a long willow leaf. Below are a pair of smart eyes, big, as if they can speak, their noses are small and exquisite. As long as you smile slightly, two small dimples will appear on both sides of the corner of your mouth, which is very cute.

　　 At this moment, a high-level elder of the Spiritualist smiled gently and walked in slowly. He was somewhat blessed, his eyes were small, and he held a delicate carving knife in his hand.

After looking around for a while, he walked to Xiaoman's side and smiled: "Come, Xiaoman, change a knife for you. This is made of Tianwai meteorite, and it is comfortable." He laughed. The eyes, which were originally small, were completely squinted into a line, which looked a little funny.

　　 Xiaoman's eyelids didn't lift up, with the coldness of rejecting people thousands of miles away: "No need, my knife was sent by Brother Yu."

　　The old man's hands were raised in mid-air, and there was a dilemma, and his face was embarrassed.

　　Jiang Qingcheng squeezed her eyes, Yu Bu moved slightly, and raised her hand to take over. Although she was naughty, she was not without a temptation, especially since she came to the Jiang family for a while, she has grown a lot.

　　The old man took a sigh of relief, and Shi Shiran retreated.

　　 Above the clouds, two old men with slightly decaying breath stood side by side. It was the two venerable Jiang families, Jiang Yuchen and Jiang Xiaoxu.

　　Jiang Yuchen rubbed his finger on his chin and said softly, "Brother, wouldn't it be too much for you to do this?"

　　 "A big problem?" Jiang Xiaoxu's voice improved a lot.

A long sigh, and then said: "This just shows an attitude, if you don't do it, someone will do it. The truth of the way, you and I haven't realized it until now. He Jian squashed one generation at a time, it's counted Is it shocking? Isn’t it blocked by the door and the wall? Master Ke Yu is different, he understands the true meaning of the Tao, without suspense, he can surely step into His Holiness naturally. Judging from his current strength, After stepping into the Venerable, his strength will soar. Since this arrogant of heaven has already been connected with the Jiang family, how can he be run away? This will find the thunder of the sky!"

　　 He looked at Xiaoman, his eyes were unpredictable.

　　 "I get it." Jiang Yuchen nodded slightly.

　　 "Well, Liu Che sent out?" Jiang Xiaoxu asked.

　　 "With the master of the clan, went to meet." Jiang Yuchen replied.

　　 "Well, that's fine." Jiang Xiaoxu looked into the distance and nodded. At this moment, he finally knew why, He Jian valued Ouyang Ming so much. This is simply a demon, with the high level of the spirit who forced the blood dragon to defend fully, not to mention there is no ancient people, at least no one before, even if He Jian is very different.

　　However, no one knows that the big avalanche requires daily spiritual observation of the snowy mountains, not a day's work.

　　If the head swallowed the skull dragon, and the mental strength compensated for itself, it would take at least a few years to accumulate snow mountains.

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　　Blood Dragon Ji's house, a blood dragon stands in a huge gravel square, carrying the blue sky on his back, stepping on the ground and doing a flying action. A blood mist appeared on each scale, and the dragon's claws were as dark as ink and slightly separated. The nails are thin, long and sharp, like a five-handed bone knife. Seen from a distance, this totem is like a blood mist.

　　Under the blood mist, countless Ji family members sat cross-legged.

　　'S body was filled with strong grief, and his eyes were only closed. With only one glance, he could feel the blood of the blood dragon family.

　　 Behind the blood dragon totem, there are a lot of pavilions, occupying at least tens of miles, and the most prominent place among the pavilions.

　　 A nine-story tower, quaint and vicissitudes, standing proudly, each subtle place is carved with exquisite carvings. This is the Chengdao Pagoda, where the Jijia Daozi lives.

　　 At the top of the tower, Ji Haoran sat cross-legged, dark air looming over his body, apparently healing.

　　 After a while, he spouted a big sip of black blood, and his face became rosy again.

Suddenly, an old animal hider stepped on the stairs and walked up. His hand was hung with a bone on his neck. It was crystal clear, and it gave a sense of sacredness. His eyes were cloudy, and there was no spiritual fluctuation in his body, like ordinary people. same.

　　 "Injured?" The old animal skin's voice is not hoarse~www.readwn.com~ Instead, he seemed full of energy.

　　 "Well, I will win back next time." Ji Haoran clenched his fists, his long nails plunged deep into his palm, bloody.

　　 "Do you know why the enlightened tower is on the ninth floor?" The old man didn't answer, but asked somehow.

　　 "Nine is the pole of singular number, and I will make the number of pole breaking and go to the sky." Ji Haoran answered quietly without thinking.

The old man's complexion softened, and said softly, "The Ji family is the strongest among the forces of the Da-Xu human race. It is above the many forces. You are my Taoist Ji family, destined not to be ordinary, doomed to soar Nine days, what is a little frustration worth? What is the gain and loss of a moment? Your opponent is not a Taoist, but a Heavenly Tribulation, a robbery that destroys the spirit. If it is not respected, it will eventually be a ants. , You will understand the vastness of the world, the endless avenues." The old man's voice is not loud, but with a slight dignity.

　　 "I get it..." Ji Haoran focused on him.

The old man waved his sleeves, his face kind, and said softly: "It's not that I'm demanding of you. Now the chaos of the ruins is coming, and those who don't honor, don't even have the qualification to survive. As for those who hurt you, as long as you step on Like a Venerable, killing him is like slaughtering a dog. And, Ji people are not so active..." He looked down and sneered, his voice full of coldness. ...

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