As the helicopter roared, Yin Ziyu went all the way directly from Africa to Europe, where he got on a direct flight to the Central Plains.
Avril played a huge role in this process. With a wave of her hand, she carried Yin Ziyu back to the Central Plains by the most formal means.
After getting off the plane, the helicopter of special forces immediately took him to the direction of cloud top sky. When he jumped from 10000 meters high into the snow capped mountains with his parachute, less than seven hours had just passed.
The speed of the journey also made Yin Ziyu very tired. The cold wind howled in the air. He landed on the ground with large snowflakes.
Fold the parachute and look around. Fortunately, it's not very far from Yunding Tiangong.
He once calculated that if he galloped with all his strength, he would not be more than an hour away from the fixed location of Yunding heavenly palace.
And before he got off the plane, he brought his baby sled.
Running the lightness skill, and then pouring the internal force into the two sleigh sticks, Yin Ziyu's speed can be regarded as a lightning stroke.
I just hope I can make it in time. After all, other people don't know what "Pandora" is. If it is damaged in the fight, it will be frightening.
There was an old rascal in charge of the overall situation here, but he didn't need to come back. If it wasn't for this, he would have taken the girls everywhere.
Flying through the vast snow, yinziyu's sense of direction is quite good, at least with memory to find the original direction.
When passing by a certain place, my eyes suddenly shrunk, and I saw a familiar figure sitting on a big rock on a mountain wall.
Covered by thick snow, the whole person is like an old monk with dead wood. If he didn't show his face, Yin Ziyu almost thought he was a snowman.
After a quick turn in the snow, Yin Ziyu soared up and came to ah Jin.
A Jin's eyes slightly opened a seam, saw that it was him, and then gently closed.
Is this practicing?
Yin Ziyu touched his nose. He had already received a phone call from the general of mu'en on the plane before. The other side praised him and made him confused. I don't know what to do with Antonio.
Although he was glad to hear that the old monster had died, he still felt that it had nothing to do with himself. Maybe the old man in the family was annoyed by the monster and killed him.
Yin Ziyu sniffed the blood from ah Jin, and now his temperament has completely faded the appearance of a monster, and even has a strange smell of Meng Changfeng.
I don't know what happened, but it's obvious that Antonio was killed by both of them.
"I didn't die. It's useful for you to burn incense and worship Buddha in Emei this year." Yin Ziyu expressed his congratulations with a smile.
Ah Jin closed his eyes and said nothing. Yin Ziyu closed the door and yelled at him. He turned his eyes and left him here. Knowing that the direction was right, he chased the palace on the sledge.
Yin Gang comes back with a proud Meng Changfeng. The crowd cheered up when they saw him return safely.
There is no doubt that Meng Laoer won!
At that time, everyone could see clearly from the mountain that bastus and mu'en could not defeat Antonio. The monster's cultivation was close to the second level of "potential". If Meng lao'er could beat him, it was also a bad breath for the Central Plains Wulin.
There is also a second great master in the Wulin of the Central Plains who has reached the second level of "potential". This is another prosperity of the Wulin.
"I said, Mr. Yin, how many of you have reached the second level? According to your usual saying, there are at least dozens of second level masters in your school. Why don't I believe that? "
After arriving at the second level, Meng Changfeng also knew that it was not easy to cultivate. He even felt that there were dozens of super masters in a school, which was a bit exaggerated. I can't help but say the questions in everyone's heart.
Yin Gang sneered: "you know a fart!"
"Ha ha ha, it's my own cowhide that's too big to be round, right?" Meng Changfeng heartless laughter.
"There are not many on the second floor." Yin Gang vomited a smoke, looking at the expression of relief on everyone's face, followed by a sentence, "it's all special to the third floor."
All the headmasters look stiff and look like old hooligans. At this time, the old hooligan gave full play to his acting skills. He was not reconciled to others' grievances. He turned his head angrily, with an expression of indifference.
But the more so, the more people believed.There is no other reason. Usually, the old rascal is too proud. His arrogant appearance is the most arrogant in the world. Who dares to say no and beat him to death? How can he see such an expression.
There's no doubt that even the old hooligans can handle it. The masters of the Ma Yi sect don't bother to come out. No matter how bad a high school student is, he doesn't want to go to the kindergarten to show off his prestige. This is the same reason.
Looking up, Wudang Tianyun has never come down. Sitting cross knee under the smooth stone wall, the old God is meditating, but it's a bit like the sea of clouds in Shaolin.
"Congratulations, old man."
Taoist priest Qianyu was the first to congratulate Meng Changfeng, and then other experts came to congratulate him, which made Meng Changfeng feel the vanity he had never seen before. He was very happy with his smile.
The floating flower Taoist priest shakes his head speechlessly. Meng Changfeng used to be famous for his coldness. He can't attract his attention at leisure. Even if you talk to him, you may not get a response.
Now pour good, you smile at him, he will laugh at you, you laugh at him, he will laugh at you.
I don't know when I'm going to be angry. Anyway, an arrogant VIP suddenly becomes an out of tune erha. Although he's not so high and cold, he looks very funny.
But it's better than ice. Looking at the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the floating flower Taoist priest quietly walked to Qu Feiyan: "why hasn't that boy come yet?"
Qu Feiyan is also worried about this. The old rascal has been procrastinating. Everyone can see that he is waiting for his apprentice.
Everyone didn't say it. Anyway, Meng Changfeng just came back, and Tianyun is also understanding that what should be done is almost done. Everyone is not nervous, so it's a waste.
Yin Ziyu climbed over the top of the mountain, and the night had completely fallen. His head was gloomy, and there was no star or moon, so he couldn't find the direction for a moment.
"Yin Ziyu, I'm waiting for you at last."
A drone floated gently over Yin Ziyu's head, and Mu Xianghui's voice came from it. With surprise and complexity in his voice, who can know that in the past few days, this lousy guy has done so many shocking things.
Change the door of the moon worship court, and send the monster's nest to the clouds, so that the two ethnic groups who have been fighting for hundreds of years seem to be separated from each other
Really want to send an exclamation, this special? Is it really a human thing