Zhang Xue looked back, the young man in the hands of the Emperor Taixu Ling, didn't know what to think.

The little face instantly turned like a red apple.

Zhang Xue covered her little face and flew towards the Canglan Dao Sect like a desperate escape.

And thousands of miles away, "Okay, you Taixu Spirit Emperor, you dare to do this to me." ”

The Spirit Emperor of the Burning Sun, the water and grass are covered with his red hair, and there is a black seal on his forehead, which is infinitely enlarged with a move of the spiritual power seal.

There was a feeling of soreness all over his body, and he couldn't use any spiritual power.

Pressed tightly under the hill. It is not necessary to let the heavens and the earth be unspiritual.

"I, this time I was careless and underestimated the Dao of the half-step Supreme, I, the third-layer peak realm of the Spirit Emperor, is just short of this small step to the half-step Supreme, and I can't get out. ”

"Let that old boy surpass me by half a step. ”

"When I get out of trouble, I will definitely pay it back."

Lieyang looked at himself again, except for a wrap pants, there was nothing else.

Trembling all over, "Damn, I hate it!"

vomited three liters of blood and fainted.

On the other side, above the main hall of the Canglan Dao Sect, "Boy, wake up quickly." ”

Tang Zongren opened his eyes in a daze, feeling that the back of his head was swollen and painful.

When I looked up, I found myself in the middle of a large hall.

Directly in front, a black Taoist character with a size of more than 5 zhang is carved on the wall made of white jade.

Myself, there are 9 seats above it, each with 8 men and 1 woman.

He sat upright in a Taoist robe.

In the center, a long-bearded and black-haired bull-nosed old man looked at Tang Zongren with a smile.

It's like, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Tang Zongren, from them, felt an incomparably faint aura.

Seeing that standing on his left, the Immortal Wind Dao Bone was like an elder's Taixu Spirit Emperor, and he instantly understood a lot of things.

"It's got to be the old guy. Knocked himself on a stuffy stick. ”

Chapter 37 of "The World Turns a Thousand Autumns": Finally to the vicissitudes of the tide is in the hand, please wait for a while,

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