Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Overseas, above a vast ocean, the sky full of majestic and oppressive sounds echoed in the sky, making the sea and air currents between the whole sky and the earth vibrate fiercely as the people who opened their mouths asked.

"Rank Nine Flame Dragon, quickly confess the whereabouts of the Dream God Machine, and a few fellow Taoists and I can forgive you not to die!"

Several people stood in the air. One of them was a middle-aged man who was dressed in white, with colorful brilliance on his body, and a majestic and handsome appearance. He had sharp eyes and stared at the sky.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Above the extremely high nine heavens, one of them shouted disdainfully.

"My family's clan mainly flies through the thunder disaster eight times, so I don't bother to delay too much with your group of ants, leaving our nine brothers to play with you casually."

"After so many days, our nine brothers and a few of you have won each other's victory and defeat. Why do you speak as if you have already subdued us? You really deserve to be the King of Peacocks, the head of the eight monsters in the world, with a big tone."

Above the nine heavens, among the clouds illuminated by the fire, nine thousand-meter-long flame dragons swim endlessly among the clouds, sometimes revealing some scale-clawed dragons. The whole body is red like fire, with different radiance and brilliance. Boundless power.

"Come, come, come up for a battle, our brother, is the life created by the Sect Master from nothingness. Even if it is destroyed, it can still be recreated. Instead, I want to see if you guys are immortal. !"

There was also one of the Yanlong, who was warlike by nature and roared eagerly.

The faces of the Peacock King who were provoked were very ugly, not because of the nine flame dragons, but because of the embarrassing situation right now.

Several of them said they had joined forces to kill the Dream Machine, but they had never fought with the Dream Machine so far, and they had been entangled and fought with the nine flame dragons.

These nine-day flame dragons are strong and immortal, causing them a lot of headaches.

For more or more days, a few of them had more or less retreat in their hearts, and felt that it was meaningless to go on like this, but whenever this happened, the nine flame dragons entangled and refused to let them go.

A few of them understood that the Dream Machine was using to play with them, and their hearts were abnormally aggrieved.

The curator of the Xuantian Pavilion, whose body is not shrouded in darkness all the time, said with a gloomy expression.

"Let's stop here, this farce should be over, and our couple withdrew from this pursuit."

The Celestial King star nodded, and she meant the same.

Few people in the world know that the Snake King, one of the eight great monsters in the world, is actually a graceful and feminine woman. Fewer people know that the Snake King Star Eyes and the master of the Xuantian Pavilion of the Holy Land of Cultivation are a pair of Dao. companion.

Bai Feng, the sect master of Zhengang Sect, didn't say anything first, but the intention to retreat was also obvious. The two most powerful of the four of them would retreat and continue to hunt down. I am afraid that he will die by then.

From a high altitude, the nine flame dragons saw the clues, no longer provoked, and directly killed them.

"If you want to pursue it, you will retreat if you want to. I have also asked our nine brothers if they agree."

Just when the four of them were about to fight in chaos, a figure suddenly walked out of the void, with eight glazed apertures behind his head, divine light shining, mysterious and powerful.

With the appearance of that figure, the four Peacock Kings and the nine Yanlongs immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Your Excellency uses the power of the soul to seal up this space, what does it mean? Is it possible that your Excellency wants to deal with all of us with one person."

Bai Fengxian, the master of Zhengangmen, asked in a sharp tone, with a few hints of mockery on his face.

Li Xiu stood high in the sky with his hand, looking down at the crowd, with a domineering tone.

"So what?"

The minds of a few people were suddenly stagnant, and with a few of them plus the nine flame dragons, even the Dream God machine would have to weigh and weigh, this person is really domineering.

I just don't know if this is the self-confidence brought by the powerful strength or the arrogance is too high, the eyes of the Peacock King and the nine flame dragons are all cold, and the dignity of the strong cannot be challenged.

"Dare to ask the leader of the Wushengjiao? This is a matter between our nine brothers and them, and I hope you don't interfere."

The one headed by the Nine Yanlong said slowly, there is no lack of threat in the words.

Li Xiu chuckled and did not answer the conversation. Eight glazed apertures radiated from the back of his head, transforming into eight incarnations, standing in a row with his true body, all breathless.

"No, he doesn't seem to be the leader of the non-life cult. The strength of the non-life cult leader is not so unfathomable, and he is not so overbearing in his actions."

Peacock King frowned and questioned, and several people looked at him one after another.

The owner of the Xuantian Pavilion turned back, staring at Li Xiu and his eight-dimensional colored glaze incarnation above the sky, muttering.

"Strength is above me, and acting so domineering, it reminds me of a person."

"...Vitality!"

Everyone was shocked, thinking of the vitality **** who was said to have been successfully trained a year ago, is it possible that the person in front of him is the vitality **** who has transformed into a human form.

Li Xiu didn't say much, the eight incarnations swooped down into the sky, and directly attacked several people and nine flame dragons.

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Abroad reckless, Tongtianyuan, Tianjueshan.

Tongtianyuan is where the sect of the Wugui Dao sect is located, and Tianjue Mountain is a place designated by the Wugui Dao in the Tongtian Yuan for the Jingren monk of the Great Zen Temple.

At this time, the entire Tianjue Mountain was shrouded by the witch ghost Dao's thousands of ghosts and dynasties, and countless strong men fought to death.

In the big formation, several ghosts and immortals are fighting each other, and two martial sages are fighting fiercely.

Fang Xiandao Xiao Anran and Zhengyi Chief Executive Zhang Boheng are leading their respective strongmen to besiege the three elders of the Witch and Ghost Road. The three elders of the Witch and Ghost Road have the help of the three corpse emperors they refined~www.readwn .com~ It's not too late for a while.

The real protagonists are still two martial arts masters. The energy, fist intent, and blood of the two are scattered, like a scorching sun, forming a vacuum in the center of the big formation. The other masters of Taoism are evasive. Far away.

The two great martial arts masters, a teenager and a monk, are not ordinary martial sages, one is a fifteen-year-old champion who became a martial sage, and the sacred place Dachan Temple whose birth has been shattered.

The two of them flew by, fists and feet fisted, shaking with strength, the stone ground shattered, and the wind howled.

The boy looks like a knife and axe. He wears a gold-sprinkled costume. His eyes are full of pressure. On the two temples of his head, there are slight golden blood and blood. It is the blood and energy that has been practiced to the extreme. The heat is boiling, making two places The temples really smelled of the sun.

The monk has a ruddy face, big hands, big feet, big ears, a burly figure, and a middle-aged appearance. He wears a black gold robes. Between shots, he flashes like electricity, and his fist winds are fierce, like dragons and tigers roaring, and his energy seems to be endless.

When the two struggled to solve inextricably, the champion Hou opened his mouth, and his voice sounded very clearly, the words were like beads...