World of Cultivation

Updated: 2012-11-02

There is a scent of scent, and suddenly it changes. It seems like a mountain, and it doesn't move.

Once pity, her eyes lit up with a brilliance, and she could naturally see that there was a change of immortality. I haven't met such a fun opponent for a long time!

The person who had been born in the Mozu had a factor of fighting and fighting, but it was hidden deeper on weekdays. It was rare to meet such a strong opponent and immediately ignited her war.

Even if it is a mountain, how about it!

Once pity, his hands stretched out, and the round of the moon behind her was dripping back to her, and her body was moving around.

"Moon children!"

The peculiar **** and quiet voice of Zeng Pei was introduced into the ear.

Moonlight is like a blade!

The icy atmosphere of the sharp, straightforward 阮 There is a fairy between the eyebrows, there is a fairy without thinking, a clear: "Look at the mountains is not a mountain!"

The towering temperament immediately changed, and the temperament was unpredictable, as if the fog covered Yunshan.

Yuehua is accurate and has a good immortality.

what!

Once Pity’s brow was picked, his eyes clearly saw the moon in the middle of the moon, but Zeng’s child felt that there was nothing in this attack!

There is a doorway!

There was a counterattack of the immortal, but it followed, and the right hand came to the past.

Once pity, she only felt a darkness in front of her eyes. It was like a mountain peak. She was covered with a hood. Her heart could not escape from hiding, and she could not avoid it. However, this feeling was crushed by the pity in an instant, even if it is a mountain, then what?

The fingertips swayed through the strings in the middle of the month, and the strings suddenly lit up in front of the crooked moon.

The letter is picked up, a string of light appears in her hand, and the crescent moon is like a bow!

Xue Baisu pulls the bowstrings, and the bowstrings are covered with palm-sized crescent moons. They are cold and crystal clear, like a wind chime, emitting a series of unvoiced sounds.

"Hey..."

The sweet and crisp ring sounds, like a fascinating piece of music, makes people indulge in it.

Dozens of small crescent moons, dozens of chilly and strange arcs, flying to the celestial celestial.

The face of the celestial singer was dignified. When the pity had loosened the bowstring, dozens of murders locked him firmly. The strong danger shrouded his heart, and the gesture in midair couldn’t take care of the child. The small crescent moon fluttering in the air.

However, these palm-sized crescent moons are very weird, and their flight routes are completely free of any half-point rules.

I have a palm, and I took a shot.

However, there is no such thing as being easy to be defeated. There is a cold voice and a change of momentum. If the peak is steep, the cliff is steep, and once again, I once again pointed to the child.

Once pity, she turned a blind eye and raised her arms and fingers.

In the round of the moon in front of the body, the earth began to rotate like a fan, and the rotation became faster and faster, turning into a group of light and shadow, shrouded the former pity.

I saw the light and shadow flying toward the palm of the fairy.

There is a joy in the heart of the fairy, opportunity! Regardless of the other, the whole body power refers to the extreme, his chest is like a vine growing, pulling out the root buds and spreading along his arms.

The bright light, along the lines of the gods, injects into his right palm.

A palm print came out!

Palm prints are not fast, however, the entire space seems to be firmly stuck by this palm, no matter how struggling, can not be separated!

The whole space was twitched, and the indescribable sense of oppression was crushed towards the pity!

From the beginning of the battle, the momentum of the fairy has reached its peak!

At this time, like a mountain, the manpower can't shake!

The pity of the child has a brighter radiance, and does not retreat. The light that shrouds her light has also skyrocketed, and she has gone straight to the surface. Her speed is as fast as a meteor, a fast-changing crescent moon, and the illusion of light and shadow, like an egg-shaped mask, envelopes her.

The small crooked moon that fluttered in the sky screamed in unison, and they crossed the odd arcs as if they were attracted by Zeng Pei.

Looking from afar, like a meteor-like pity, followed by dozens of streamers.

Taking advantage of the screaming screams, Zeng Pity had no intention of rushing to the singer!

Both sides hit the front!

boom!

The dazzling light bursts from the impact of the two people, instantly devour two people!

The turbulent airflow, such as the numerous savage arrows, is unstoppable.

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Conquering the ghost fog boy, Zuo Mo was very proud of his heart.

The fog eye is also a bad baby. The left Mo is the one who has personally experienced its power. If it is not the help of the ghost, the strength of his own alone is definitely not an opponent.

However, the fog eye was hit hard by the two Moya ghosts, and the power was damaged a lot. It took some time to recover.

Like this kind of small stroke, although thrilling, but once successful, it can definitely be full at one time.

Fog Eye Gui immediately became one of the most powerful forces in Zuo Mo's hands. Even if his strength was damaged to some extent, it was still strong.

Conquered the foggy eyes, the fog hall to Zuo Mo is like his own backyard.

The poor little tower and the black gold soldier are still indigestion. However, according to the ghost fog boy, the fog that the two sucked in not only has no harm to the body, but also benefits the two small ones.

Zuo Mo completely let go of his heart.

However, the entire fog hall, actually did not meet other people, can you say that your luck is so good? Left can't help but feel complacent.

"After the five halls of rain, thunder and snow, it is the four palaces of spring, summer, autumn and winter." Although the ghost fog boy is not mixed with the face, but in the end is the head snake, knowing that the two eyes are darker than the left Mo many.

"Then we are going in now? Which palace is better to pass?"

"It's not good." Ghost fog boy shook his head: "The fourth house corresponds to four o'clock. The sun tribe strongman who defeated me that year, is lost in the Winter Palace. I thought he could smash the past, but he did not expect it to fall short. But the most powerful guy I have ever seen."

Between words, ghosts and fog are invincible.

The left Mo heard the words, but it immediately caught the smile on his face. When the Sun tribe was so powerful, Zuo Mo was very clear that he was able to defeat the ghost boy, and that strength was definitely against the sky. But such a strong person also smashed the fourth house, the danger of the fourth house, can be imagined.

"I still have my companions coming in, can I find them?" Zuo Mo thought of the guards under his own hands, could not help but worry.

Ghost and fog children: "It is not difficult to find them. I am guarding the fog hall, but I can still use the functions of the Kuichang. But if I want to go, there is no way. The five halls are not connected to each other, but if they pass five The temple, before entering the fourth house, adults can see them."

Zuo Mo’s heart was worried, and he quickly described the appearances of the people.

Ghost fog boy really has a bit of skill, only to see his hand, there is a fog mirror, showing the scene of everyone.

I don’t see you all fighting, but there is no danger, just let go of your heart.

After watching it for a while, Zuo Mo suddenly asked: "Why are there other temples, not the temple owner?"

The ghost misty child sighed: "The other four temples have existed before, and everyone is a powerful one, but who can win thousands of years? If not, I am a ghost, and there is fog. Eyes are self-contained, and I am afraid that they will disappear."

Zuo Moyi thinks that it is basically not normal to survive from ancient times. He suddenly thought of an extremely important question: "I heard that there is a soldier embryo inside, do you know where?"

Ghosts and misty children stunned and suddenly realized: "The original owner came for this!"

Zuo Mo is full of expectations: "Do you know where it is?"

Ghost fog boy nodded: "There is indeed this thing. When the master of the year, collecting all the rare things, I wanted to refine a soldier. This is the former owner's intention to leave it to future generations. I did not expect it, but I have not had time to refine it. The owner did not know where to go, and the totem was also closed."

"Where is it?" Zuo Mo heard his eyes shining, so powerful people who are desperate for the future, are definitely good things to be reserved for future generations!

The ghost haunted child said: "It should be in the former master's residence, you have to go through the fourth house."

I don’t feel strange when I heard it, "Where are we going now?"

"Waiting outside the Fourth Palace, they are."

Under the guidance of the ghost fog boy, Zuo Mo and his party quickly left the fog hall. The original prohibition on the ghost fog boy has long been annihilated. In addition, Zuo Mo used the ban on the gods to ban, but he benefited a lot, and the ghost fog changed a lot. He was quite familiar with the Totem Quebec, and soon everyone came to the front of the four palaces in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

I saw four huge bronze doors towering high, and the door was engraved with a pattern that represented the four seasons.

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"The rumors of the five halls have their own magic!" Nie Chen said with emotion: "Even if it is dusty for thousands of years, there is still such a meteorological situation. What was so fascinating!"

In the eyes of Ling Lingmeng, she also flashed a bit of fascination, but soon, she returned to calm: "The records of the classics, the five halls of the Quebec, each with a temple owner stationed. All the way, did not meet the owner, presumably Already killed."

"What does the teacher mean?" Nie Chen asked thoughtfully.

"The Lord of the Rain Temple died, but the temple is unbeaten, and there should be treasures to work."

"What else is it, go find it!" Tan Xu impatiently said: "I thought that the guys of the Yaozu, there are a few brushes, which knows that they are not beaten. Actually, they have not met yet. To a hard battle, the name of this totem, I think it is over-the-top."

The three had just met three demon masters, but the difference in strength was obvious, and they quickly won.

Nie Chen did not talk about Xu so aggressive, shaking his head: "Getting the East and West is the right way, as for killing, except for Tianhuan and Mo Yunhai, the other does not mean much."

Tan Xu suddenly saw a bright light: "I don't know if Wei Sheng of Mo Yunhai has come. The master has always praised this person. Hey, if it is met, he must kill him."

"I have to meet again." Nie Chen agreed with Tan Xu on this statement. If you choose a character that Kunlun doesn't like most, then Wei Wei is none other than. Kunlun is a holy place for sword repair. Every Kunlun disciple is proud of this. Now Wei Sheng is faintly detached from this, so that all Kunlun disciples are extremely unhappy.

"At that!" Yan Ling Meng suddenly pointed to the front.

The other two looked at it quickly, and they saw a corpse, next to the corpse, standing on the side of the shack, waving the wind and screaming the quaint "rain".

甄凌梦博闻强识, surprise inexplicable: "Yu Yu Ling!"

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