"The glass fairy has not been seen for a long time."
Zhang Zicheng’s mouth rose slightly, and nodded to the glass fairy.
"Is that really Zhang Zicheng?"
"It seemed to have seen him in the Battle of the Beast Valley more than three hundred years ago, but he did not help us to paint the Villa!"
“Is it going to be exactly the same, actually two people?”
"I don't know, the other two people around him, we don't know it either. I used to come to the Liuli Mountain Villa... I think this person is Zhang Zicheng!"
"Look at his breath is very rich, the means that just appeared seems to be somewhat similar to the North Xuan predecessors. Is his cultivation in this three hundred years, breaking through to the magical period?"
The female practitioners of Duoer and other Liulishan Villages looked at Zhang Zicheng with strange eyes and discussed it in private.
"You are really Zhang Zicheng? Your cultivation is..."
The eyes of the glass fairy are slightly weird. In her impression, Zhang Zicheng's cultivation is similar to her, and her courage is very small. When the Imperial Beast Valley came, she and the other two Yuan Ying period monks did not dare to sing, but now they dare to be in heaven. When the Zonghe and the three magical monks of the Mahayana period all appeared, they came here.
? This is not like Zhang Zicheng in her impression, and the most important thing is that the breath of Zhang Zicheng gives her an inexplicable feeling, just as she is not looking at Zhang Zicheng, but the mausoleum of the ancestors such as Shi Laozu!
"Is there still someone who impersonates me? Zhang Zicheng is not successful?"
Zhang Zicheng’s mouth rose slightly and chuckled.
The two Yuan Ying period monks standing behind him were excited and excited. Because Zhang Zicheng, they can stand so calmly in front of so many Mahayana periods today, and feel the envious and curious eyes of the monks below.
“There is another Mahayana monk? It seems that I have met the female doctor. I am a female in the district, and I know two Mahayana periods...”
After the stone ancestors, the monks of the Mahayana period looked strangely at Zhang Zicheng, and looked at the glass fairy, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
The Mahayana period, which still hides in the dark and has no outcrop, is caught in meditation. It seems to be thinking about the three words of Zhang Zicheng, but in their impression, there seems to be no information about Zhang Zicheng at all. This is the Mahayana period. Suddenly popped up...
"Is this son not a Yuan Ying period before..."
Shi Tian brows slightly wrinkled. When he went to Qinglong City, he read the search and saw Zhang Zicheng. So when Zhang Zicheng appeared, he knew the origin of the other party, but Zhang Zicheng, whom he saw at the time, was the Yuan Ying period. Zhang Zicheng is a Mahayana period. Ning Qi looked at Zhang Zicheng with a smile and laughter. At this time, Zhang Zicheng’s gaze happened to be right with Ning Qi. He gave a slight glimpse because he found that Ning Qi did not look at himself, but looked at the iron ring around his neck. Zhang Zicheng’s heart glimpsed, cold and cold, and looked at Ning Qi, and finally looked at it.
There are three magic roads over there.
"Just you call us evil devil?"
Tibetan dreams are cold and cold looking at Zhang Zicheng.
The other three eyes gradually revealed a dignified color, because they felt a great satisfaction in Zhang Zicheng.
"I don't think that there is such a character hidden in the righteous monk. We have never seen it for so many years. Will it not come from the stars like the one?"
"If you add these two people, maybe we have to take the wind today..."
The Lord of the Madden and the Lord of the Insane Road look at each other.
"Not bad!"
Zhang Zicheng held his hand in the void, letting the breeze blow his robes, and faintly looking at the dreams of real people. "The demon is outside, everyone is stunned, you don't hide in the dark corners and steal, but in the broad daylight Is it an enemy with me, isn’t it afraid of smog and smog?
"Hurricane!"
The dream of a dream is furious. He really broke through to the great consummation this time. It was the time when he was arrogant, but he met Zhang Zicheng who dared to smash his evil spirits in front of him.
"Liquor Fairy, today I am going to kiss you with the head of the real dream of Tibetan dreams. What do you mean?"
Zhang Zicheng suddenly turned around and looked at the glass fairy. His eyes showed a hint of affection. After carrying this iron ring, not only his cultivation was soaring, but even his courage, and unconsciously, produced a huge The change is enough to match the current repair.
Behind the two Yuan Ying period monks heard Zhang Zicheng's words, the look changed slightly, and the eyes showed a trace of fear. They thought that following Zhang Zicheng, they could get more benefits in this broken palace. When Zhang Zicheng opened his mouth, he was going to take the head of a real dreamer?
If Zhang Zicheng is really a Mahayana monk, the two will see with their own eyes how Zhang Zicheng has the cultivation of today. If Zhang Zicheng’s cultivation disappears in the future, do they want to accompany Zhang Zicheng in the pursuit of the dream. ?
When I read this, the two became more and more frightened. One of them had a slight lip movement and whispered: "Zhang predecessors, our purpose today is this palace, as for the battle of righteousness and evil..."
"To shut up!"
Zhang Zicheng glanced at him coldly, and the other person immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to speak.
Liu Zixian did not seem to think that Zhang Zicheng would come here, and looked at Zhang Zicheng with horror.
"Oh, it’s a kind of love..."
Shi Tian smiled.
The monks on the right side of the road are very strange. A monk in the Mahayana period, even with a Yuan Ying period female nuns? No one believed this when they said it, but they saw it with their own eyes!
There are also girls who are not trained in the field. Among them, they are high-grade, and they have a period of perfection, even during the period of catastrophe. They look at the eyes of the glazed fairy, and they all show a glimmer of color.
"Glass Fairy?"
Zhang Zicheng looks a bit ugly.
"This one……"
The glass fairy subconsciously looked at Ning Qi, but this scene made Zhang Zicheng misunderstand, and suddenly turned to look at Ning Qi, the eyes are endless killing. "Is the glass fairy for him not to promise me? Then wait for the kill." After hiding the dream, let's compete with this one!"
This sentence is to make other monks misunderstand. Looking at the eyes of Liuli Fairy and Ning Qi has become very strange, especially those women who are present, some of them are unbelievable, a Yuan Ying period monk, actually got two Robust in the Mahayana period?
"Take my head and ask for help? Hahaha!"
The dream of the real person was extremely angry and laughed. The next moment, a flying sword flew out of his mouth and shot at Zhang Zicheng like lightning. Zhang Zicheng flashed a quirky red light in his eyes, suddenly reached out and grabbed it. He even caught the life-sword flying sword of the Tibetan dream. The incomparably flying sword trembled in the hands of Zhang Zicheng, seemingly wanting to break free, but Zhang Zicheng’s arm did not move, cold. Looking coldly at the dream of a real person, the corner of his mouth evoked a mocking smile.