Chapter 1217： Admission to Chaoxian Road

"Can't live, little bandits, you are a bastard, I am fighting you with me..."

At the time of the funeral **** at that time, in the void above the abyss, Feng Tianmeng Zhu Xiu and Fang Xing, Xiao Xue, Lu Fengxian and so on, are also all gods, difficult to self-sufficient, and then look at the hot eyes One of the emptiness in the emptiness of the swords and even the stone bridge, there is only one in the field that is not interested in the creation of this miracle, it is Dajinwu, at this time the body of the mucus, the righteous crying to grab the ground, life and death to follow I’m thinking about it, I’m thinking about Dajinye. I’ve been mixing for so many years now, and I’ve finally got a person with a head and a face. Now how can I live this thing, how can the world know that Dajinwu was swallowed and spit out? ?

"What is disgusting? You are a hero who turns the tide. When the matter spreads out, the world knows that the ancient master of the ancient tribe is torn by you. It will also know that the first little priest of the court is given by you. Sudden death, how do you say this has awesome?"

In the face of the madness of the big Jinwu, Fangxing can only be comforted.

Such a persuasion, Da Jinwu is really a bit of a move, squinting: "Really very prestige?"

Fang line nodded hard: "That is the absolute prestige!"

Da Jinwu raised his wings: "I am not disgusting like this?"

Fang Xing hurriedly shook his head: "Not at all disgusting!"

Dajinwu was pressed down with anger, panting a few breaths in aggression, looking down, but only in the abyss below, the place where the night gods have been turned into a thick whirlpool of years, leisurely and terrible, no one When I dare to approach, I suddenly remembered one thing and asked the sidewalk: "I remember that you threw your own powerful weapon into the mouth of the night god. Now you can pour it, and the flesh and blood will change directly. It has become a whirlpool of years, how can you get out of that weapon?"

This is a serious problem. The party waved a wave of disappointment and said: "No, it is disgusting..."

Dajinwu stayed for a while and suddenly became angry again: "Then you throw me inside..."

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Although he was laughing at the mouth, Fang Xing really did not intend to take out the soldiers of the war. The first is the blood essence of the night god, the body of the remnant, and the magical spirit in the abyss. In addition, the strength of the five years of the sun and the moon, stirred up a mess of whirlpool, all the rules and order inside have been stirred into a pot of porridge, even if it is between him and the hundred wars It’s not so easy to get it back, it’s going to waste a lot of energy and temptation...

Now, naturally, there is not such a great energy, and what is more worthy of attention is the one of the gods.

"I didn't expect you to really win..."

But when he rushed to the front of the sword, there was a low opening, which led to the look of the party.

The fairy tales are murderous!

He is still alive, although there is only one breath left, but his eyes are extremely bright.

In that eyes, there are shocks, doubts, shocks, and deep losses...

But more, it is a kind of relief for no reason. Although the smile is bitter, but the points are still laughing.

"Is this bet I won?"

The square walked into a vertical shape and bullied him. He smiled coldly.

"Win, this gamble, I have nothing to lose..."

Xiaoxianjie passed on a difficult opening and smiled. His face began to smash and turned into a fly ash.

"Then you should also..."

Fang Xing is trying to hand over the spirit of his Qingyue fairy, but he suddenly heard that the descendant of Xiaoxianjie has already opened his mouth: "This big opportunity, then I will give it to you, this life... I may be wrong. A lot, but I don't regret it... I think, if you are born in my position, with the pressure on my shoulders, I will probably make the same choice as me... Don't rush to deny, I don't ask you Understand, just, I hope that there is someone... I can take the pressure on my shoulders and make me easier..."

He talked hard, and his right hand was on his chest, and he had already set off a law.

In the eyebrows, there are three light spots filled with divinity, like fireflies, flying around the square.

"Shenzhen seed?"

Fang Xing was shocked and spread his right palm. The three fireflies were lightly falling in his palm and fell into the palm of his hand.

"These three seeds are what I gave you..."

The figure of Xiaoxianjie’s descendants has already turned into a fly ash. Obviously, when he stayed at this time, he did not plan to continue any more. While confessing the aftermath, he could not wait to start giving up his life. After the three fire-fighting supernatural seeds, there was another rust-covered ancient iron flying out of his heart, and his gaze was fixed to look at the square: "When you have When I have time, I will take this ancient iron and go to the Chaos Fairy Garden. This gift is for you!"

"What are these things?"

Fang Xing took over the ancient iron with incomprehensibility, his brows wrinkled and he was a little annoyed.

However, the descendants of Xiaoxianjie clearly did not want to talk about it anymore. Even the body shape began to fade. The whole body was turned into fly ash, and the winds in the abyss were all dancing. Disappeared in the void...

"In the end, I just want to ask you, when you go to the fairyland to seek revenge... kill less people..."

When the last sentence was exported, the descendants of Xiaoxianjie had completely turned into fly ash, leaving only the last sound floating in the air.

"I can't promise you anything..."

The party hurriedly looked up, but there was no existence of a small fairy sect.

This person seems to be eager to ruin his life.

Only three magical seeds and a rust-covered ancient order were left, as if they were escaping.

"Even if this is the case, I will not sympathize with you, nor will I understand you!"

Fang Xing silently said this sentence, and he was more embarrassed to say something, but he could not afford to be interested.

Because this little fairy has been passed down, it seems that until he died, he did not try to justify himself.

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"Fang Xing, younger brother, come over and see..."

Just as the square looked at the ancient iron in his hand, when he turned over and explored, there was a sudden call from afar, and he turned his head and saw that Lu Fengxian, Wang Qiong, Li Hongyi and others had gathered in Zhu Xian. In front of the sword array, after the night gods were shackled, everyone naturally understood that the biggest thing was that the gods of the party were made. When the party and the fairy tales made a final dialogue, they had already explored. Get up, research the way to break the swordsmanship...

However, after they came into contact with the sacred swords, even after the breath was touched, the strange situation happened.

They... don’t seem to have to break through this sacred sword!

Lu Fengxian has always been a loner, and he has never been polite. The first one to breathe out to touch the swords of Xian Xian is him. Look at him. It is clear that he wants to explore this block and finally set foot on fossils. The sword of the bridge, see if there is any way to fight, but did not expect that he just hit a **** to fight in the past, then the stone monument behind the sacred sword array suddenly burst into a ripple, there is a cloud from the surface of the monument On the appearing, and then the blurred face, began to appear a thin line of writing!

"Lvjiazi in the south of Shenzhou, a natural warfare, brave and unyielding, allowed to enter Xianfu, and seized on the road to the immortal..."

As the writing on the stone tablet became apparent, there was a fairy light flying out from the surface of the monument. Around Lu Fengxian, he turned around and made a fairy belt. In front of this fairy belt, Zhu Xian The sword array was separated from the two sides, letting out a road, and then the other side of the fairy flew up, as if there was an invisible force, pulling Lu Fengxian to fly to the stone bridge!

I didn't need to break the 诛 剑 sword array, I was directly introduced to the stone bridge!

I found this abnormality, and the field repairs were horrified, or the gods were used to explore, or to call the party.

"Nanzhan Xi Mo Wang's daughter, Zall is extraordinary, arrogant, and admitted to Xianfu, the road to the immortalization..."

"Shenzhou Northland Song is a Zen, extraordinary talent, familiar with the law, access to Xianfu, and the creation of Chaoxian Road..."

"The northern demon is empty, the ancient blood is demon, the battle is unparalleled, and it is allowed to enter Xianfu.

"Nanzhan Xi Mo Han Jiazi, the heart is like iron, brave and peerless, access to Xianfu, and the creation of Chaoxian Road..."

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As they explored the gods, on the stone tablet, there was a ray of light that flew out around them, and led him to the stone bridge, and then directly into the fairy house, the monument On the face, there are not only a line of comments, but also an endless picture. Since they started to compete in the South View, a fierce battle has manifested on the tablet. Come out, everyone has countless achievements to scrutinize, as if to prove their qualifications to enter Xianfu!

"It turns out that there is no need to break through the sacred swords and squads. This is a good thing."

Some people have been pleasantly surprised, and they have cast their own thoughts into the past.

"Haha, this creation is originally ours. We have long been famous on the tablet..."

"There are gods in the first three feet. It turns out that our road to practice has long been recorded by stone tablets..."

I don't know how many people, excitedly yelling, vying for congratulations, and then letting the fairy belt take them to the stone bridge and step into Xianfu.

Anyone knows that this is a great creation, and it is a worldly ambiguity.

What they don't know is that the line of writing is not only manifested on the surface of the tablet. Even on the top of the nine days, the lines of the line are printed. They are also printed by the gods and set foot on the stone. The bridge, and then the appearance of walking toward Xianfu, and this picture, is even more shocked by all the practitioners of Tianyuan, including the three gods and other people who are fighting on the edge of the Pure Land...

"Block them..."

The three gods were so powerful that they took the initiative and rushed into the pure land, while other repairs were desperately blocked.

"With three hundred years, have you started to choose seeds?"

Among these glues, there was a low-pitched sound that was transmitted from the Shenzhou-Fengshan Mountain.

And as the sound sounded, a black shadow suddenly broke into the sky for nine days, and then flew straight toward the pure land...

It is the Lord!

The Lord God took the shot at this time! (To be continued.)