The young man on Mirage Island closed his eyes and said with a sneer: "I heard that Qingyun Haifeng inherited the puppet line of the ancient Mojia organ, and he can use mathematical methods to copy the world in the morning sky. Today, what a great name!"

Fu Bo walked out one after another. As soon as the leaves fell, he stepped on the ground. He stood upside down, and his glass folding fan swept out.

There must be an antidote to the presence of venomous snakes. The reason why Fu Pin can be called peace-level invincible is mainly because he has to find a lot of mysterious methods to gather dragons and water to pick up stars. Once his opponent falls into his technologically mysterious camp, it is like an ordinary person in a raging storm, that is, he has an empty body. If it's a rainy day, it's easy to collapse alone and can't help it. But now for Yao Qian, Fu Pin is proud of the mysterious magic that always seems to be dominated by anti-guests, and is stifled by life.

A glass folding fan swept across the chest of the golden puppet.

Bang!

The puppet in golden armor, which had not yet stood firm, struck him on the chest like a hammer, or I would have eaten a piece of the spark and fell backwards.

A battle between the strong and the millimeter.

After the "Golden Buddha" repelled himself, Fu Bo did not dare to hesitate at all. The glass folding fan was thrown high on the ground, and his hand was like a hook, and a piece of soil on the ground was absorbed by his hand. The ball hummed, and the dragon snake flew at his feet. Each step is also like lighting a candle on the ground, shaking and inappropriate. After the last step, a robe, like the wind, floated away, and his hands were covered with mud, and he nagged: "Heaven is sleepy in the dragon, come up!"

The soil scattered in the air does not drift towards the ground, but is suspended horizontally.

Look for the dragon's teacher to find the dragon's point, pick the stars and collect water. His combat effectiveness has always been mediocre, but the magic of the side door is endless. Now, this game is one of the life skills that Fu Bo has been working on for decades.

Although Yao Qian's Jin family puppet can cut off Fu Pin's mysterious means of borrowing the power of heaven and earth, Fu Bo can peep at the subtle opportunity, but the competition between them is the magic of skills, nor the realm of martial arts, but the subtle wave of fashion.

The hand of the ball suddenly moved in the middle of nowhere, and the earth under his feet seemed to rise with an invisible vein. Three red and yellow earth dragons, condensed into matter, broke through the earth. The dragon's head was high and its teeth were white. Their dragon hands joined together, like sword fingers, and collided with three gold-armored puppets. Strangely, the tornado that had been dispersed by the two golden puppets was reversed. At these times, he returned to Mr. Even the slightest talk in a tornado can be regarded as the luck and flow of the human body's meridians.

Fu Bo grabbed the glass folding fan with his right hand and fanned it gently. His other hand was still bent over his fingers. He looked at the three earth dragons like Yao Qian's golden armor puppet. He sneered, "I have to admit that you can stop me from taking the spiritual ventilator in this world. You're not trapped in a cage yourself, so you're going to put a little less effort on your body?"

In addition to the golden armor puppet named "Golden Buddha", the other two puppets were involved in this bitter battle again, but these two puppets came out with the invisible fragrance of wine.

Yao Qian frowned, wondering why the people in this mirage could still use the power of heaven and earth to condense three earth dragons under the oppression of the golden armor puppet.

Fu Bo narrowed his eyes.

Chu Tian rushed forward and faced an old man in a gray robe, he had already stepped on the Divine Bridge, he was at the peak of his Divine Martial Arts, and his face was also expressionless.

A blue spring like a waterfall was dragged out of the sky by Chu Tian. His punches are round and turbulent. He is almost cohesive in nature. Chutian was everywhere, Han Tingshanzui was ridiculed and ridiculed. When facing Chutian, a ferocious spring waterfall was recorded. He crossed his arms in front of him. The long river of blood, like a long dragon, circling in a circle, has thousands of inextricable bangs. Chu Tian didn't like to hit the face of the steep river on the cliff in order to see the blue fist come out, and jumped back and forth, taking advantage of the slight bow of his body, he slipped behind him, but his whole body hung upside down, and he kicked the abdomen of Shu Hanting Mountain, turning a big circle on the mountain. Use. After a while, the wind and thunder whistled down from the top of the clouds, and Shu Han Tingshan changed a slap and sleeve with one hand. When the middle blood spirit rhyme was circulating, the long rainbow pressed the horns, and the palm rotated, as if the foot aura was squeezed alive in the palm, and Chu Tian curled up the blood-eyed ghost in the foot eye, tearing open a large piece of blood mist.

Han Tingshan grabbed Chang Rainbow's feet and sneered and closed his eyes: "It's really good that the Lingwu in the Seventh District also has such weather." ”

Before the words fell, the old man in a long rainbow gray robe waved his arms vigorously.

After Chu Tian retreated, there was a blue stone wall, which blew Qian Jiafu tightly.

Chu Tian didn't look at his fleshy hand, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes were fixed on an old man who stood tall and tall.

Han Tingshan suddenly closed his eyes, folded his sleeves, and shouted, "Give me a chance, how will you follow me in the future?"

Chu Tian snorted coldly, still without wood.

Han Tingshan breathed a sigh of enjoyment softly and slowly walked up to Chu's disciple. If Chu Tian is reliable to earn money by himself, he is the share of the military operations of heaven and earth, and although he will not get rich overnight, he will slowly grow up and warm himself up. Without this mutually exclusive violence, he would not have to worry about himself. The means of unfamiliarity made excessive military transport disappear between heaven and earth. It's a pity to see Chu Tian's posture, it means that he is going to die forever.

On Xiaji Mountain, Qingcheng was stunned by the scenery in the mountains and forests. He hadn't thought about the tragic scenes in the military game war, but he also didn't think that if it was Lu Zhen or Chu Tian, it would be a decision to die.

The monks around the mountains and forests were secretly breathing air, but they had a lot of subconscious retreat. Apparently, they wanted to draw a line with the battle in the mountains and forests so as not to be killed, as if they wanted to rob in a fire.

Yao Qian and Fu Pin's hovering in the middle of nothing, watching from afar

Among them, there were three red and yellow mud dragons fighting with the golden armor puppets, which aroused Ling Yuanlang, who did not have it

Chu Tian closed his eyes and opened them again. It turned out that the landscape painting scroll hanging over his head was like a gem inlaid between his eyebrows, crystal clear.

After his hands were clenched into fists and his eyebrows were loosened, the fingers of his right hand fought for a green sword ball, a sword that coalesced with his own pure sword before leaving.

The river of blood is opened, and the river of blood will soon cover the whole world.

Chu Tian's fingertip sword pill burst out with dazzling light, and there was no crystal sword in that room.

The sword is written and rotated, like a meteor flying, and the trajectory is beautiful and extreme.

As soon as the sword left, Chu Tian left the original sword pill to help Chu Tian attack the jade, thus creating a "Jian Zhuangyuan" in the martial soul photo construction season, like a weapon in a treasure house, and destroying a steady stream of sword me, but Chu Tian didn't expect that he would squander it so quickly. The sword pill on his body.

The sword writing is like ice crystals flowing in the sky, and the sword writing is hot, forming a huge screen, drawing the line between the emptiness of birth.

Chu Tian's opponent, the sword that he didn't have was very graceful. If you have an edict and knock it with Chutian's little boy, he will shoot a column of water in the ripples, and a long rainbow through the sun is to shoot into the sky. This is obviously a unique possession of the sword himself! No, no, not good, not good.

The sword writing long rainbow pierced the blood mist, and Chu Tian didn't seem to have those powerful souls to rebound, and the opponent swung it, and the sword volleyed up with one foot.

The blood mist that pierces the heavens and the earth is like a piercing battle.