The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

Xiao Qi, one of the three elders of the cold cave, a senior of the sword master lineage.

The status is higher and the seniority is higher, but...

"Ah bah, did I know you on the first day?" Henry Zhang pouted unhappily, squinting his eyes, "When you were in retreat some time ago, Senior Xiao Jiu also told me that you had stolen the women's clothes of the daughter of the Dao Sect Master, The one who was interrogated didn't change his face."

Now he accuses himself of lying with serious words, it's just fifty steps of laughter... no, it's a hundred steps of laughter and fifty steps.

Old Xiao Qi blushed, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, "You bastard, what are you talking about!"

"Yi Lao sells his old age. Believe it or not, the empty city plan has not been sung. You always come to the tragic story of a mountain without a tomb, heaven and earth, and thunder rolling before you dare to join the king." Henry Zhang did not show any weakness.

Xiao Qi was excited all over, if Henry Zhang would kick him out of the [Ancient Great Desolation], the mountains have no mausoleums and the heavens and the earth are in harmony, that is for sure.

"You step on the picture scroll, which is equivalent to being on the edge of the [ancient prehistoric], I can set up a seven-hidden array for you to completely cover your breath, and the King of Yama will never see you for a while depth."

Xiaoqi's movements were very fast. The moment the formation was completed, Henry Zhang took a deep breath, glanced at Yan Yang Wang with his back facing him in the distance, and thought about what kind of posture should be used to appear the most exciting. At that time, the sound of fighting reached a peak, and the sound of screams shook the entire desert like a pig slaughtered in the middle of the night.

The battle situation has become one-sided...

Henry Zhang glanced, his face changed suddenly, his lips turned white, "尜尜...what about the little monk?" Henry Zhang glanced across the battlefield, but he didn't find the figure of the monk.

How did he know that the little monk was lying among the dead, pretending to be dead, pretending to be happy.

The beautiful "I can't afford to be hurt" resounded in the pile of dead people, and almost the dead people were scared back to life.

"Time is running out." As soon as Henry Zhang gritted his teeth, he stepped on the picture scroll, and the picture scroll suddenly expanded countless times. Henry Zhang's figure shot straight into the sky, and the picture scroll covered a large area of ​​the sky in an instant...

This abrupt change naturally attracted the attention of many people, and they raised their heads one after another.

Prince Yi Han's pupils kicked.

Henry Zhang stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his eyes seemed to have an aura of contempt for the common people, his bright eyes were as vast as stars, and his deep pupils were like a bend of autumn water, unfathomable.

To put it crudely, it came with a domineering arrogance.

The picture scroll stretched for nearly a hundred meters, showing the appearance of a translucent mountain and river. Henry Zhang's figure stood on the edge of the picture scroll, and at the same time as it fell, he pointed his finger downward and shouted loudly, "Let go of that girl..." The words came At the edge of his mouth, Henry Zhang subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and immediately said in a smooth voice, "My husbands!"

Everyone below was stunned.

In the distance, the corner of Prince Yi Han's mouth twitched violently.

Husbands of girls?

Prince Yi Han glanced down, as if he saw a lot of green bamboo shoots springing up from the ground...

What puzzled him even more was, what did Henry Zhang do.

In fact, apart from this slip of the tongue, Henry Zhang's momentum is really amazing.

Stepping on a [-]-meter-long painting, it descends out of thin air.

In terms of area, this picture scroll also overwhelms the auspicious clouds at the feet of King Yama.

On the surface, Henry Zhang has an image of an unfathomable master, which makes people subconsciously feel...

Another fairy came!

Everyone from the five major forces stopped like a bereaved dog after being hunted down, and looked up with admiration and excitement.

It must be our own immortal powerhouse coming!

There is life!

In the confrontation between the two immortals, it is not known who will win and who will lose.

On the huge battlefield, with Henry Zhang's loud shout, the two parties retreated one after another.

Stopping the movements in his hands, his eyes focused on the sudden appearance of the 'strong man' and King Yama.

Yan Yang Wang turned around slowly, glanced at Henry Zhang, his expression was a bit weird, the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch uncontrollably, staring at Henry Zhang, "What a clever method."

Henry Zhang smiled indifferently, and waved his hands, "The mere art of painting scrolls is nothing to worry about." Henry Zhang thought that King Yan Yang was referring to the way he stepped on the scrolls, and at the same time smiled modestly, "The fairy friends step on the auspicious clouds, which can be changed in many ways." , That’s called means.” When the love is strong, Henry Zhang can’t help looking forward to it, “When autumn comes, soaring into the sky, you can also form a ‘person’ character for a while, and a ‘one’ character for a while.”

Henry Zhang laughed, his heart frightened, the title of 'Xianyou' hinted at his own strength, and then he had a relaxed chat and laughter, directly attacking the enemy into the fog.

Henry Zhang couldn't help but want to praise himself.

"Do you think people like me are easy to deceive?" Yan Yang Wang's chest heaved rapidly, as if he was holding his breath.

Henry Zhang was stunned, and blurted out, "How do you know."

"I heard it with my own ears!" The exasperated voice finally couldn't help but explode.

How can he not be angry!

With his immortal strength, he can listen to all directions.

Just now this kid was talking to himself not far behind him, and he was confused and didn't understand much of what he said, but he understood this, this guy wants to lie to himself!

Words such as "goat" are even more unpleasant.

As a high and mighty Immortal Yan Yang, I heard with my own ears a little guy at the level of an avatar talking to himself behind his back to deceive him, and even said with little stars in his eyes that he was easy to deceive.This aggrieved feeling was like slapping him across the face.

If it wasn't for this kid's really weird tricks, Immortal Yanyang might have already slapped him to death already.

"This picture scroll looks quite mysterious. Also, how does he hide his aura? Even this immortal can't see through it." Immortal Yanyang stared at Henry Zhang closely. If he hadn't heard it himself, he might really be bluffed by him Living.

[Ancient Great Desolation] Inside, Xiao Qi patted his forehead, "Forgot."

During the conversation between Henry Zhang and Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi’s voice rang directly in Henry Zhang’s mind. Of course, Henry Zhang could also communicate with Xiao Qi through his spiritual consciousness, but he habitually said it with his mouth just now. When he got up, Henry Zhang was naturally talking to himself.

Henry Zhang wept sadly, "Thousands of calculations, it can't be counted that the other party has heard it."

All the accumulated aura immediately became discouraged, and Henry Zhang grinned at Immortal Yan Yang flatteringly, "Senior Immortal, this... you won this episode, I'll go back and put on some makeup."

Henry Zhang smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and immediately drove the scroll towards the distance to flee...

The turn of events surprised everyone.

Immortal Yan Yang froze for a moment, then reacted in an instant, his eyes shot out cold light, and the cold evil spirit instantly covered his face, his figure moved, and he stepped on the auspicious cloud and flew away.

Compared with Henry Zhang, the speed is simply an airplane versus a tank.

In a blink of an eye, it fell in front of Henry Zhang...

"You want to run away after offending this Immortal?" Immortal Yanyang stretched out his hand and slapped him coldly, "Go to hell!"

With a palm of the hand, Henry Zhang was about to be patted into meat sauce.

Snapped!

The figure of Henry Zhang being photographed was instantly shattered.

"Shadow of Phantom!" Immortal Yan Yang's eyes became more and more angry, and this guy actually swapped his deity with Phantom of Phantom in an instant right under his nose.

"Why do immortal friends have to work so hard to force each other?" In the distance, Henry Zhang's figure suddenly appeared, with a smile of a successful plot hanging on the corner of his mouth...

At this moment, Yan Yang Wang kicked his heart for no reason, and had an inexplicable ominous premonition, but this little guy in front of him was obviously just a little guy with 400 changes...

"Long! Long! Long!" Henry Zhang shook his arm at this moment and shouted.

"...Old goat man! Why are you staring at my second brother? He's not the one who grows up." Someone's voice of grief and indignation sounded in the air.

Whoa!

Everyone below saw the most unforgettable scene in this life. The moment Henry Zhang's voice fell, the picture scroll under his feet suddenly extended infinitely, covering the entire sky, and the world became dark in an instant.

There was a sudden change under his feet, and Yan Yang Wang's face also changed slightly. At this moment, he seemed to feel that he was on the edge of a strange space, which was strange and unpredictable.

King Yanyang is indeed a cautious person, even if the other party is just a little guy at the level of an illusion.

A long howl!

Yan Yang Wang tried to break through the picture scroll, but was surprised that his own strength could not break through the picture scroll.

His face finally changed drastically, and his figure dashed upwards...

Because of this picture scroll, people from all directions have already surrounded him, as if they are going to make rice dumplings for him...

"late!"

Henry Zhang's voice resounded, full of arrogance, "Sun Monkey can't escape the Wuzhi Mountain of Tathagata Buddha, let alone you, a mere little goat?"

A voice shattered his pride, "Are you the Buddha?"

"..." For a long time, Henry Zhang's voice resounded faintly in Yanyang King's ears.

"Lost little lamb, welcome to [Ancient Great Desolation]."

boom!

Before King Yanyang rushed out, above the head, the scroll was closed!

"not good!"

Yan Yang Wang's face suddenly changed, and he punched the scroll hard, but it was as if he had hit a layer of soft cotton, which could not be broken.

The situation was full of twists and turns and ever-changing. Everyone below was stunned, and everyone froze.

Looking up at the picture scroll above, no, it can no longer be called a picture scroll at this moment.It looks like a cocoon embroidered with landscape paintings, spinning gently in mid-air...

The moment the previous picture scroll suddenly expanded, no one dared to stay in the air, including Prince Yi Han, whose figure also landed on the ground, looked up at the top, and looked shocked with doubts, "What kind of trick is this?"

"I...I know." A voice sounded weakly.

The prince's complexion changed, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly, unexpectedly a voice suddenly rang in his ear without letting him notice the figure, he was definitely a strong man.

"Who? Have the ability to show up!"

The voice cried, "Monk, I am being trampled under your feet."

"..." The prince moved his foot away with his face darkened, and next to him was a monk who was bloodied and stood up in embarrassment, looking at the prince Yi Han with resentful eyes, is it easy for us to pretend to be dead?He still suffered from this unreasonable disaster.

"Is this Henry Zhang's stunt?" the prince asked.

"Yeah." Monk Xixi nodded thoughtfully, looked at Prince Yi Han's eager eyes, looked up and said slowly, "Have you seen [Deer and Cauldron Tale]?"

"Ah?" The prince opened his mouth wide.

"Master Xing's version."

The prince shook his head.

Monk 尜尜 sighed, "You have to see it some other day, you know..." The monk's eyes suddenly became excited, "Isn't there just this earth-shattering stunt, Wei Xiaobao and the saint of the Dragon Sect are just hugging and turning around like this?" It turns and forms a silkworm cocoon. I heard from an old man that if Wei Xiaobao wants to succeed, Wei Xiaobao will give all of the Holy Maiden's [-]% power to him!"

The monk's eyes glowed.

Prince Yi Han's expression perked up, and the power is likely to be successful!If Yan Yang Wang's [-]% success power falls on Henry Zhang...

Great!

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "What happened next?"

"The saint is pregnant."