Revival of the Gods

"Yes..." Together with Xia Qing and the Icefall Fairy, the dozens of cents will agree at the same time, and they will go with the sages. The fairy will see Jiang Yuchao look at the middle-aged whisper, "Uncle..."

"You go by yourself!" The middle-aged immortal walks around the road, I know what you are, and they are all children in the family..."

"Uncle ancestors..." Xian will show Jiang Yuchao's face in a dilemma. He replied, "Of course, my attitude is that the attitude of the younger generation must be known to the uncle. The younger generations bring troops to chaos and kill the monsters. They are also willing. It’s not uncommon to take a disciple of his own family! But Meihua has violated the rules of the family and took things that should not be taken. The ancestors of the ancestors are eloquent. As long as they are surnamed Jiang, they must not realize cultivation! Otherwise, they will be rebellious and immediately swear. kill!!"

"Since it is impossible to see, can not be realized, can not be cultivated, why not ruin?" The middle-aged immortal said faintly, "is it placed in the family? Is it testing the loyalty of the disciples within the family?"

"This..." Jiang Yu said with a bitter smile. "This is not the answer that the younger generation can answer. But the younger generation has died in the family. It is necessary to take Meihua, you... is it different? Let you go from Qingming Hetongtian... ”

I heard the helpless face of the middle-aged immortal here, and waved: "Hey, who said it is not? But it is a native disciple who wants to cultivate a supernatural power. Why do you have such a big problem? Those who are high above, do not know how to cultivate. The bitterness, where do they know the lower-level disciples, but if they have the opportunity to enhance their cultivation, they will do whatever they can?"

"Yes, yes..." Jiang Yuchao laughed and tried to test. "The younger generations have heard of the deeds of the uncles. They know that the uncles are not in the path of the dusty fairy, and they have set foot in the fairy world. Before they find the people, they work hard. coolie……"

"Hey..." The middle-aged immortal sings a cold voice. "Whether it is not in the dust fairy? The old man was simply the power of the hand, and even the baby born in the fairy world is not as good! But the old man at that time was not afraid, Knowing the existence of a tribe, you have to live to find a tribe, but you can see the tribe?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged immortal took a deep breath and looked at the immortal soldiers who had not many weeks around him. They sighed: "These words are not suitable for telling you. At this point, some are telling you, beauty. The Huana children may have any difficulties, even though you and I have gotten the above strict..."

The middle-aged immortal did not finish, Jiang Yuchao did not dare to listen, and hurriedly laughed: "The order that the younger generation can get... is not dead!"

"But it, nothing..." The middle-aged immortal, "I didn't say anything when I was!"

After that, the middle-aged immortals walked into the Qingyun, and they flew to the place where the light golden flames fell.

Jiang Yuchao met, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, where is the famous Xuejin Mountain in the Snow Mountain, you are careful!"

"Well, I know!" The middle-aged immortal replied faintly. "I went there to see if there is any trace of Jiang Meihua! If you are looking for me, you can send me a message, hope that the message will be in the dead gold." Can also be used."

"Jiang Meihua doesn't want to live..." Jiang Yu said with a sigh of relief. "Otherwise, he would not be able to enter the gold."

"He steals the ban on the family, isn't he not wanting to live?" The sound of the fairy is light, but the middle-aged immortal hears it clearly.

"Oh..." Jiang Yuchao smiled and yelled at other fairy soldiers. "You wait for the old man to come."

The expression of the middle-aged immortal is still faint, as if everything in the world would not make him too moved. He flew slowly, his eyes looked at the distant golden flames, and seemed to be waiting to appreciate, until he flew to the edge of the flames, watching the silver-white cedar grow strong on the stone wall, and then he said: "Fanyou see Is it enough? Can you show up?"

"Cough cough..." 沧 子 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 轻 浅 轻 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅 浅I don’t know if there are any important things in the squadron’s flight. It’s so invisible here. I don’t know if it’s a predecessor... I’ve had something to do, I have never avoided it, and I still want to forgive sins.”

"Well..." The middle-aged fairy nodded and said, "That's it, get up, this thing can't blame you, it's my Jiang family is too big!"

"Predecessors are humble!" The prodigal son got up and looked at the middle-aged immortal. "Ginger disciples can afford to avoid the younger generation!"

It is said that the prodigal son seems to think of something, the eyes turn around, and try to find out: "Right, for the elders to take the liberty, I wonder if the predecessors are the sons of the next son?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged immortal was stunned. Looking up and down, the prodigal son was incredulous. "You...who are you? How can I not have any impression?"

"Oh..." The prodigal son smiled and said, "If the younger generation mentions one person, the predecessors must understand."

The middle-aged immortal man named Jiang Zibo wrinkled and asked: "Who?"

The prodigal son replied: "沧浪子!"

“沧浪子??” Jiang Zibo raised his brow and asked, “Is the prodigal son of the star?”

"Yes!" 沧 子 点 nodded, "真仙沧浪子!"

"Who are you?" Jiang Zibo is quite puzzled to see this old fairy.

The prodigal son laughed and said: "The younger generation is also called the prodigal son!"

"Ha ha!" Jiang Zibo laughed, raising his hand and smashing the prodigal son. "I understand, you are a detachment of the ancestors of the prodigal son! I am afraid that only him, even if he has sacrificed his avatar, he must use his own name. ”

"Yes, yes..." The prodigal son also smiled, and the sleeves took out a token and handed it to Jiang Zibo. "Predecessors please see!"

Jiang Zibo took over the token, but saw that it was a flat, crystal-like object, inside, the rune-like ant. While waiting for the **** son to look at it, there are countless ants dancing in the rune.

"Ha ha..." Jiang Zibo laughed again and returned the token to the prodigal son. He said, "Yes, this is the token of the prodigal son of the prodigal son, I have seen it before."

"Yes..." The prodigal son collected the token and replied, "The younger generation also listened to his old man talking about the things of the year, but the younger generation did not expect to meet the predecessors this time."

"Where are you coming to the Snow Mountain Range?" Jiang Zibo looked at the pale golden flame of the sky and said, "This is a gold-scarred death. It is said that even if the spirits fall into it, there will be no bones."

"The legend is somewhat exaggerated!" Xiaolangzi said with a smile. "But the spirits are under the aura of the night spirit, and the magical powers are also limited. This is true."

"Night spirit world?" Jiang Zibo, looking at the already formed canyon wonder, "Do you say this is the space debris of the night spirit world?"

"Isn't the space debris of the night spirit world can't be confirmed!" 沧 子 分 分 分 分 分 , “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前 前Yes, yes."

"Is it the idea of ​​your own money or the idea of ​​the prodigal son?"

"Nature is what he means to the elderly!" 沧 子 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分 分

“Oh?” Jiang Zibo said, “So, is it that the old man’s lower bounds are right?”

"Do you think his old man is suitable for Huang Zengtian?"

"It's also!" Jiang Zibo nodded ~www.ltnovel.com~ Even the Tianbing who came to Huang Zengtian to guard the world had to interrogate for a long time. If there were no ethnic tokens, they would not let me down. He is an old man, hey, don't even think about it! ”

"Yeah, unless other channels are used, his old man is unlikely to go down to Huang Zengtian, and with the character of his old man, how can he not use other channels!"

Jiang Zibo indulged for a moment, turned to look at the distance, and looked down at the Grand Canyon. He asked: "Is there something he needs for the elderly?"

The prodigal son replied honestly: "The younger generation is not sure, but the younger generation has already prepared, want to go in and see..."

"The prodigal son of the prodigal son has a good grace for me..." Seeing the prodigal son did not explain what the prodigal son needed. Jiang Bobo squinted and said to the prodigal son, "If necessary, I can help."

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Jiang Zibo is back, where is the "Monitor of the Earth"? 8)