War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Just, but the wretched middle-aged but did not seem to hear the words of Fengtian dance, continue to look at the beautiful face of Fengtian dance unscrupulously.

When Feng Tianwu was cold, he was ready to shoot.

Hey! !

A loud bang came, Feng Tianwu only felt a flash in front of him, and the wretched middle-aged was blasted out.

A figure like a purple lightning, followed.

A moment, wretched middle-aged fell to the ground, just struggling with him who wanted to stand up, black in front of him, only saw one foot stepping on his face, so that he had no time to react.

Boom!

Duan Lingtian fell down and put the wretched middle-aged head **** the ground, letting the wretched middle-aged struggle, he did not move, steady as Mount Tai.

In the face of Duan Lingtian, it also covered the general chill of the face like Feng Tian dance, and his eyes flickered.

Since Feng Tianwu last violently walked for him, he was willing to motivate the body of the body of the 'fire spirit'. He has completely accepted the Fengtian dance and regarded Fengtian dance as his own woman.

And now, someone is jealous of his woman, how can he bear it?

If it wasn’t because this person was still useful to him, he would have swollen his head now!

Looking at the scene in front of him, the heart of Fengtian dance trembled a little, and there was no sense of happiness.

"Maybe... the past, my relationship with him is really unusual."

Feng Tianwu muttered.

"Lu...Lujiazhu, I... I want him to die! Let him die!"

At this time, Duan Lingtian stepped on the ground and pressed the middle of the wretched middle age, and found that there was no way to break away from the shackles of Ling Tian and look at Lu Rui in the distance.

"If he doesn't die, I... I will never tell you where the grass is!"

Then, the wretched middle-aged roared.

"A ‘one-piece spirit’, ten ‘one-piece return to life’... Now, ‘one-piece genius’ is gone.”

Dong Lingtian’s foot was forced to step into the soil with half of his middle-aged head, faintly said.

When I heard Duan Lingtian’s words in the middle of the wretchedness, I was a little worried.

"This is a elder, the ‘reward’ is what our Lu family helped him to release... As for the promised reward, he also gave it.”

Lu Rui pity looked at the wretched middle-aged, slowly said.

"You...you...if you don't give me a 'spirit,' I won't take you to the grass!"

When the wretched middle-aged eyes flashed fiercely, spit out a few mouthfuls of mud that was accidentally eaten in the mouth, and threatened.

"When I used to play watermelon, I could kick it off with one foot... However, I haven’t played the human head yet, and I don’t know which one is harder than the watermelon.”

Duan Lingtian muttered to himself as he stepped on the middle of his wretched middle-aged head.

"No! No!!"

When I heard Duan Ling’s self-talk, my wretched middle-aged face changed a lot, and I was shocked and said: "I will take you there! I will take you there!"

He is really afraid that this young man who is far stronger than him will kick his head as a watermelon, and with the strength of the other side, he will almost die!

"You didn't say that you wouldn't take me to find it?"

Dong Lingtian faintly asked, the tone was mixed with a bit of cold, cold and cold.

"I... I am joking! Yes! I am joking!"

I noticed the coldness of Duan Lingtian's tone, the wretched middle-aged panic, the hysterical explanation.

"Hey! Eyes give me a bright spot... Look at the place where I shouldn’t look, I will let you know how to write the word 'repent'."

Dong Lingtian retracted his foot and said coldly.

"Yes, yes."

The wretched middle-aged hastened to respond, not dare to have the slightest scorn and hesitation.

When he struggled to stand up, he didn't dare to look at the Fengtian dance, even if it was just a glance.

Seeing this scene, Lu Rui and Lu Zhi, standing on one side, looked at each other and saw ‘恍悟’ from the other’s eyes.

As they guessed.

The relationship between the elders and the Fengtian dance is not simple.

"Lead the way!"

Dong Lingtian’s eyes flashed in the cold, looking at the wretched middle age, and shouted.

"Yes!"

The wretched middle-aged is really afraid of Duan Lingtian. He dare not hesitate to take the lead and go straight to the east. The speed is extremely fast.

However, Duan Lingtian, who greeted Lu Rui with a louder slogan, even if he was riding the Fengtian dance together, he did not hesitate to keep up with the wretched middle age.

Hey!

A moment, Lu Zhi followed up and started to catch up with Duan Lingtian.

"How did you find out that there is a 'definite soul grass' in that place?"

On the road, Duan Lingtian looked at the wretched middle age and asked faintly.

“定魂草?”

Awkward middle school.

"I am the grass that I rewarded."

Section Ling Tian said.

"When I happened to pass over there, I accidentally found it... At that time, fortunately I ran fast, otherwise I was already in the hands of the 'demon'."

Recalling the previous experience, the wretched middle-aged face showed a heartfelt panic.

"How far is it from here?"

Dong Lingtian asked again.

"At our current speed, we can arrive up to one day and one night."

Wonderful middle-aged said.

One day and one night, for Duan Lingtian, it is not long, and a blink of an eye has passed.

When the dawn of the next day shrouded the earth and landed on Duan Lingtian, Duan Lingtian saw a stretch of mountains in the distance ahead.

"It's there!"

At this time, the wretched middle-aged spoke, and said to Duan Lingtian.

Accurately speaking, it is said to Duan Lingtian and Lu Zhi. As for Feng Tianwu, he did not even dare to look at it. It is obvious that Duan Lingtian warned him yesterday.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

......

At the speed of four people, in a short while, the mountains appeared in front of them. They flew over the mountains and they stopped their bodies.

"The elders of the section, the ten ‘one product returns to life Dan’...”

At this time, the wretched middle-aged looked at Duan Lingtian, and some of his words stopped.

"Hey! As long as you take me to find what I want, the ten ‘one product will return to life’ will naturally give you... Where is the grass you saw? Lead the way!”

Section Ling Tian said with a cold voice.

"Thank you for the elders."

Get the exact answer from Duan Lingtian. At the same time, he was relieved and thanked Duan Lingtian.

"This side."

After that, he took the lead and drove straight to the side of the mountain.

Not long after, they came to a narrow and long ‘gorge’, where the canyon was foggy and could not see the specific situation at a glance.

" Just in front!"

The wretched middle-aged led the way to the front, and the pace was fast, as if you were afraid that you would not see the grass named ‘Ding Soul’.

Although, the wretched middle age is very fast.

But Duan Lingtian did not feel any pressure, and easily followed him.

This gorge, the more you go inside, the more intense the clouds, the invisible situation.

This also made it difficult for Duan Ling to frown.

Call!

Soon, Duan Lingtian flashed in front of him, only to find that Lu Zhi had come to his front, tightly keeping up with the wretched middle age and leading him.

"The elders, you and Miss Tian Dance, follow me... As long as you don't leave me ten meters away, even if the illusion of the illusion is against you, you can't help you."

Zhi elders said to Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu that the words are full of self-confidence and confidence in their own strength.

For Lu Zhi, Duan Lingtian is undecided.

Now, as long as he does not encounter the ‘demon’ that comprehends the three levels of the “nine-fold virtual conception”, he can fight one or even kill each other.

"Thank you for your elders."

Although it is not okay, but Lu Zhi thinks for him, he still expresses his most sincere gratitude.

Dong Lingtian and Feng Tianwu walk side by side, closely behind Lu Zhi.

As for Lu Zhi, he is also behind the wretched middle age.

A group of four people, divided into successive orders, one by one to go deep into the canyon.

I don't know how long it has been.

"Wait!"

The back of Lu Zhi, I don’t know how many times disappeared in front of Duan Lingtian’s eyes, but Duan Lingtian’s face changed at the moment, and suddenly he stopped his body shape.

With the paragraph Ling Tiandeng living in shape, Feng Tian dance also stopped together.

"Hmm?"

Feng Tianwu’s doubts look to Duan Lingtian.

"There is a 'phantom array' that blends with the ‘hidden array’!”

Duan Lingtian’s face was ugly and said: “Zhi Elder and the guy, who entered the ‘Magic Array’ without any precautions, have been trapped inside.”

Fantasy!

Feng Tianwu was puzzled, and after she lost her memory, she even forgot what the illusion was.

"Duan Lingtian!"

When Duan Lingtian observed the surrounding situation, a familiar and strange cold drink came from behind him and was clearly introduced into his ear.

"Who?!"

Dong Lingtian felt that the voice of the other party was familiar, but he couldn’t remember who was the voice. He turned around hurriedly.

With one glance, he saw two figures.

A young man dressed in gray, near middle age, a white-haired old man.

The words just said, it’s really what the gray youth said.

"Lu Song!"

When you see the gray-shirt youth, Duan Lingtian’s face sinks and his eyes flash cold. “It’s actually you.”

"How? Is it very unexpected?"

The gray-clothed youth is the brother of the Lujiazhao master, Lu Song, who was killed by Duan Lingtian when he first arrived at Lujia.

"The "magic array" that incorporates the ‘hidden array’ is laid out by you?”

Just, in the face of Lu Song’s enquiry, Duan Lingtian did not pay attention. His eyes fell on the old man beside Lu Song, and he asked quietly.

He still remembers that this old man seems to be named 'Off'.

"Not bad."

In the face of Duan Lingtian’s inquiry, the old man did not deny it. Instead, he stared at Duan Lingtian. “Just, I didn’t expect you to find the illusion that I arranged!”

"It, but combined with the 'hidden array'... How did you find out?"

Speaking of the later, the old man looked at Duan Lingtian with a taboo.

"On the mainland, it’s not just you who have an ‘inscriptionist’!”

Dong Lingtian responded in a cold voice.