I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

"Hey? Has it broken again?"

"Balba is wrong! The 18-year-old second-class Wu Zong is very promising!"

The breath of Yang Fan’s body leaked out, and everyone around him noticed it almost instantly.

However, no one will feel strange and surprised at this time.

In the secret of martial arts, there is an infinite possibility.

Before Wang Zhe entered the secret environment, he was only trained as a Wuzong level four, but now you can see it again. Not only the masters of the masters, but even the power of the rules of the fire department have already realized the perfection. As long as the secrets are out, they can become kings in minutes.

And a few of them, through the bloodline array, through the three flames of space, which one is not a big increase?

In contrast, Yang Fan’s cultivation is somewhat unsatisfactory. When others are all jumping up several times, Yang Fan’s cultivation always stays at the level of Wuzong, which inevitably makes people Anxious.

Therefore, now I see Yang Fan suddenly advances, although the promotion is somewhat inexplicable, but it is always a good thing?

"Yes, I have advanced again!"

Yang Fan clenched his fists and was excited.

He knows his family affairs from his family, and the low martial arts talent determines that normal spiritual training is basically useless to him.

If he wants to advance to improve his strength, he only has to constantly brush his skills, which is his perfect path.

"Congratulations to the master!"

"Cousin, good!"

The four disciples came together to congratulate, so that Tian Bu, Fu Zhengqing and others were inconsistent.

The master is not as good as the apprentice. The cultivation of each of Yang Fan’s apprentices is far above Yang Fan. Two kings and two masters, Feng Feng, patted Yang Fan like this. The picture is really very happy.

I have to say that in terms of collecting apprentices, Yang Fan is really talented.

So much strength far exceeds his apprenticeship, and he is all respectful to him. No one dares to despise him for his disobedience. This is a kind of extraordinary skill.

The other side.

The Chinese monk with a team of teachers had just advanced into the direction of the secret for about five kilometers, and then heard a sound of crisp and pleasing cranes in the sky.

The people looked up and soon saw a group of white giant cranes flying over them.

Throughout the distance, they can even hear the thoughts of the giant cranes:

"Yeah, it is a human race!"

"Quick and fast, go down and bring them all back to the tribe. Now these two-legged Terran are very popular, bring them back, and certainly sell for a big price!"

"Yes! It's all! These people are all weak, and they don't have the slightest effort, don't be robbed by other tribes!"

then.

Flapping!

As soon as I fell down, a dozen white feather cranes, one by one, blushing, greedily looked at the Chinese monks and other people.

The Chinese monk is a spirit.

Nima!

These big birds are all the strength of the Beastmaster level. Do you want to be so exaggerated? !

Have you got so many secret pseudo-kings, how can they play?

Several people were bitter, and their hearts were gray.

Anyone can see that the current situation is much more dangerous than being besieged by more than twenty demon people.

Although there are many geniuses, there are only two beast kings who can reach the realm of the pseudo-king. If they kill a few people, there is still the power of one war. Maybe one of them can also take away one of the beasts.

But now, all of them are all pseudo-king-level choices, whether in the realm or in quantity, completely crushed, so that they can not see the hope of winning a little bit to escape.

The only thing that made them feel a little gratified was that there was no murderous murder on these fierce beasts. They had made up their minds from the beginning and wanted to take them all to life.

For a while, they may not die. However, these teachers and professors of Jinghua Wuda have now become the goods in the eyes of the vicious animals, which is really irritating.

If this thing is spread out, how can they still face to see people?

The white cranes did not rush to attack people. The giant crane, which was headed, waved its wings and fanned out a picture from the armpit. The demon power controlled the opening of the picture, while watching the portrait, while comparing the Chinese monk. people.

"Looking very familiar, isn't this still a portrait of Yang Fan's kid?!"

The Chinese monk’s mouth is pumping, and you can know without guessing. These beasts are out of the secret, and because of Yang Fan.

He is really wondering now, what Yang Fan has done in the depths of the secret world, there will be so many beasts in Mao to find his traces without interruption.

and.

I just heard the whirl of the thoughts of these white cranes. The current beastly tribe seems to be more than satisfied with finding Yang Fan, but to treat all people and human beings as targets.

Why is this?

How can the indigenous beasts here suddenly become so interested in these people?

"The target person is not there, tie all these small things!" The white crane leader waved his wings and put the picture away, then told his companions nearby: "Tie a solid point, bring back to change the baby!"

The white cranes were very excited, and after they sipped, they rushed toward the Chinese monk.

Because it is to be caught, so these white cranes are very measured when they start, and they don’t have to come and kill the heavy hands, so that a team of Jinghua’s teachers can barely cope.

"Professor Hua, the enemy is my widow, the enemy is strong, I am weak, this is not a problem!"

Seeing that his colleagues began to hurt and **** again, Yao Tianshun could not help but suggest to the Chinese monk: "Would you like to be affected again, stunned?"

"Fu domain owners may not have gone far, they may come in time after hearing your voice!"

The old face of the Chinese monk was black, and he was very dissatisfied with Yao Tianshun.

What is going to be a scorpion, when are you singing a game?

It’s not that you are wrong with your face?

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the bones can't be lost!

The poor are always proud, and will you give up your face twice because of the danger?

The Chinese monk swears in his heart that Ning will not give Fu Zhengqing a soft life.

But somehow, a mouth, a tongue mixed, the eyes of the blind unconsciously picked up the treble:

"Help!"

"Zhengqing brother, help!"

The voice is high, spread in the four wild, and can be heard in a radius of more than ten kilometers.

"Professor Gao Yi!"

"Professor Hua has worked hard. For the safety of everyone, it is really aggrieved!"

"If it is not that there is no friendship with the Fu domain master, I really hate to shout for this for Professor Hua!"

A group of teachers rumored to slap the Chinese monk's flattering, and they were ashamed in their hearts. I didn't expect that in the past ten minutes or so, they had to scream for help again and again.

The strength is still too low!

If they can also be like the players of Fu Zhengqing, they all broke into the realm of the pseudo-kings. Now, in the face of these white cranes, how can they be so embarrassed?

"Some of you are slow!" The white crane leader heard the shout of the Chinese monk, his eyes could not help but whispered to some of the besieged subordinates: "Let them call for a while, it is best to put all the companions. All are recruited."

"When we are, we will have to wipe them all out and save a little bit of searching everywhere!"

After that, the leader of the white crane shook his wings and screamed. He also summoned the subordinates of the seven-level demon kings who were still circling in the sky, indicating that they were hiding their bodies and waiting for the fish. Go to the door.

It is somewhere about ten kilometers from here.

Ji Zhan, a spirit, woke up from the entrance, listened to it quietly, and seemed to hear someone crying for help, and the voice was quite familiar, like the monk professor of Jinghua Wuda.

Ji Zhan couldn't help but turn his head to Ji Yun. Seeing that Ji Yun has long been awake, he is staring at some of the beasts outside the venom of the snakes.

I don't know when, a group of indigenous beasts appeared outside the mountains, and after discovering the hiding places of their people, they were excited and rushed into the enchantment.

The results are not known.

The snake scorpion venom enchantment is not a vegetarian setting. All the savage beasts that have been rushed in, as long as they are slightly contaminated with a little snake venom, are instantly turned into a blood fog and reintegrated into the enchantment.

Almost a moment.

Thirty or so fierce beasts died half way, leaving only twelve or three hearts to be willing to take another step.

However, they do not seem to be willing to leave here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ just like that has been blocked outside the mountains, always monitoring Ji Ji and his party.

Ji Zhan did not think that these fierce beasts would be so patience, they have already passed for two hours, and they have not left.

"It's really a group of annoying little beasts!" Ji Zhan was extremely impatient, and he pleaded with a voice to Ji Yun: "Ji Lao, do you want to bring a group of people out to clean them up, lest they be tempted by them?" Many other beasts come over!"

Ji Wei shook his head slightly: "I still don't want to make extra money. The strength of these beasts is extremely good. According to the truth, this should not appear on the edge of the secret."

"But now, they have not only appeared, but they are still in droves. This is very abnormal, or be careful!"

"When the monk's cry for help, you heard it too. It was almost a minute, and the voice was still so high. It was not fishing. It was trapped by something."

Ji Yundao: "The old rivers and lakes like Lianhua monks have begun to ask for help from outsiders. It is enough to be unsettled in the secret. The periphery is not safe."

Ji Wei sighed softly, but there was no point to rescue.

Dead friends are not dead.

Her 虿, as long as they ensure that they have the people around them can survive the secrets for the last ten or so hours.

As for other people.

Take them to death!

Ji Zhan nodded slightly, and Ji Chang Lao said it well. For them, for Ji Ji, it is their top priority to preserve themselves and to be safe in the martial arts.

Ensuring the safety of a prospective emperor, it is much more important for the people to have another emperor in the near future than to take the risk of saving a Chinese monk.

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