"You know!" Yu Chengzi lost his temper, scolded Elder Qian's face red, and immediately became angry: "You think the old man is afraid of you!" "Turn over your hand and draw your sword. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Buzz" strange roar, the laws in the space are a bit chaotic. Yu Chengzi's eyes erupted with fire, he didn't expect Qian Chuanzi to dare to stop it, even if his divine sense was strong, it would be too late, under that kind of attack, why would it take minutes to kill people, and the cultivation of the two people on the stone steps was too different.

"Little junior brother!" Yu Ruoxian couldn't see anything below, she saw Yu Chengzi's expression, and knew that something had happened, no matter how stupid a person was, there was a time when she was smarter. I couldn't help shouting.

"Wow!" A thunderbolt flashed in Yu Ruoxian's chest, and the thunder snake came out with a painful face: "Master! What's wrong!

It was so terrible that a white light pierced in its sea of consciousness, and it almost fainted.

Its feeling is Langyu's feeling, and it still underestimates the ability of a third-order god refiner. The white light that pierced Lang Yu lost his mind for an instant was like suddenly looking at the sun, and then his eyes closed and became a shadow.

The white shadow, like a glass man, appeared in Langyu's sea of knowledge.

As soon as the mini Yang Wei pounced in, there was a burst of wild laughter: "Hahahaha......!" Boy, get the hell out of here! Sizzle-" Yang Wei's Divine Sense Shadow shouted, and as soon as he pulled his waist, he opened his mouth and sucked.

The growth of divine consciousness is nothing purer than the gray mist in the sea of human consciousness, and as long as he absorbs all these things, this person will become an idiot.

Yang Wei is not like the Five Poison Lady, he has never cultivated that kind of secret method, he completely relies on the power of his own divine sense, taking people to make up for it, just three or four mouthfuls with a happy expression: "Hahahaha!" ”

"Hehe, have you sucked enough?" Suddenly, a buzzing word came from the space.

"Who?! Get out. "Yang Wei's Divine Consciousness Review." Oh, by the way, Shenyuan, that's a good thing, if you suck this thing, even if the gods come, they won't be able to save you. The white bright figure turned around and looked towards the middle of the gray qi, he was also a cultivator, so he naturally knew where the Shenyuan was.

As far as Lang Yu saw, his knowledge of the sea was orderly, but in front of Yang Wei's eyes, it was very different, there was a misty gray gas everywhere, like seeing flowers in the fog.

In the right direction, there was a vague dark gray thing, and a white shadow flew past. The closer it gets, the clearer it becomes, Yang Wei's divine sense squinted, inexplicably, how can this kid's Shenyuan look like a teapot?

Nearer, not an elephant, but a being. There was also a ball of blue light in the lower left of the teapot, and a plate of green snakes about the size of a white shadow was lying there.

Hehe, big supplement, it turns out that the demon beast in the girl's hand is this kid, and she recognized the master.

Eat, or take away? He was judging whether taking away the spirit of this little snake would be equivalent to recognizing himself as the master. Another voice came. "Have you seen enough?"

"Humph! In front of the deity, do you think you can hide it? ”

I suck. Yang Wei opened his mouth, and the space in front of him was bright, and Shen Yuan was revealed.

Shenyuan is a kind of essence after refining, although it will take some time to refine this thing again, but it will also grow rapidly, Yang Wei couldn't help but laugh wildly: "Hahahaha-uh!" Suddenly, the sound of wild laughter stopped abruptly, and in front of him, in the faint lead-colored divine element, there was a fleshy little man sitting cross-legged.

"It's ...... You are...... Yes! Yuan Baby! Sou! Yang Wei's consciousness was empty, and he was almost frightened, so he turned around and fled. He is not Lang Yu, several levels of cultivators, several states of divine consciousness, Qian Chuanzi has told him in eight serious books, there is no need to be afraid of ghosts in this sea of consciousness, but seeing people is going to die.

No wonder, no wonder,...... After getting to know Langyu, a series of questions were instantly solved. I see, this is the body of a primordial old monster.

Yang Wei thought that his legs were missing, and he was beaten straight. There are two big realms missing, can you run? Even he didn't believe it, running away was just an instinct, and he didn't even see what the yuan baby looked like.

"Phew!" A white light popped out of the villain's hand, slammed his chest, and Yang Wei said "hmm", falling apart, splitting and reuniting, and running wildly for his life.

"Phew! Phew! "Two more blows, the glass man became ground glass, and his consciousness was greatly damaged, but it really made him rush to the edge of the sea of knowledge.

"Transform into a god and return to the roots!" The villain shouted, his fingers moved, and in an instant, the sea spun, and the gray mist sucked towards his palm like a whirlwind.

The storm of divine consciousness rolled back from the edge like a whirlpool, and Yang Wei's hands and feet were slashed, but he stood still. The way out is close at hand, and it seems to be boundless.

"Ahh A roar, a cry of despair, the gray storm finally swept him back, and then slowly, slowly, dissolved into the sea of wind in a string of wolf howls.

It's only a matter of time before it gets into the center.

"Senior, senior, the kid has no intention of offending, spare me, spare me, I'm willing to pay any price!"

There is no echo.

"Senior! Elder! ……”

It was late, and halfway through the wind, the white shadow was silent; When it was close in front of him, it turned into a point of light like a galaxy.

White and bright, crystal clear, Fen Fen Yunyun submerged into the villain's body.

As soon as the magic trick breathed, the gray mist drifted away, and the hazy sea space lit up. The treasure shines.

"Hey-" With a soft sigh, Lang Yu let out a sigh: "I don't take pleasure in killing people, but you force people too much." The little man with a slight glow stared blankly at the gray mist, and only closed his eyes after a while, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The battle of divine consciousness was too thrilling, and Lang Yu was still trembling after collecting Yang Wei's spirit. The third-order refining god is really tenacious, quite terrifying, and it has the ability to quit completely. Until now, Langyu has to admit that he is not its opponent, at best he has a little home advantage.

As soon as the glass man came in, Lang Yu hid, that kind of aura was not comparable to the Five Poison Lady, and after his consciousness was awake, Lang Yu did not dare to fight with it, but hid behind the gray fog, and destroyed the small teapot above three times in a row, but it didn't work, and was finally discovered by Yang Wei.

This is a battle of last resort, judging from the villain's three blows, if Yang Wei is not bent on escaping, Langyu is very dangerous, the chance of winning is not great, and it is very likely to expose the secrets of his knowledge. Speaking of which, Yang Wei was killed by his master, if he didn't know what the villain in the sea was, whether the fish would die or the net would break in the big battle would really have to be said, if Lang Yu encountered this situation, he would definitely fight desperately.

Zhihai is another space, a big battle is only in an instant, the two elders in mid-air are still tense, and the battle is over.

Lang Yu shivered, Yang Wei sat on it and snorted, his divine sense was swallowed, he was not dead, his mind was empty, it was pitch black, all the resistance was gone, just like a vegetative person, bleeding from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

A third of his consciousness was there, and he would have died, but he was sitting in the wrong place. This is the immortal level, the coercion of one hundred and thirty levels, without any resistance, how can you survive.

The strength of the cultivator lies in his cultivation, he understands the heavens and the earth, controls the law, and once he loses consciousness, he has a solid skin bag compared to mortals, but the coercion ignores this, and after only half a breath, it suddenly pounces into Yang Wei's mind. The old blood has not clotted, and the new blood has arrived.

"Poof!" A high-pressure water gun erupted like a squirt. Finished.

"In vain!" Qian Chuanzi suddenly felt that the situation was not good, shouted, and the sword in his hand flew in the air. "Hum-hum-" A blue light under the hood.

Ten zhang is less, just under his feet, a third-order refining god has a little jaw, and his soul is scattered. Qian Chuanzi was a step late, he never dreamed that it would be this result, where would it be.

"Ahh A second-grade infant elder howled like a pig. "Boy, give me death!" With two fingers, the tip of the sword pressed and locked on Langyu.

"Huh!" The blue flame knife came out, the black robe stood up, and "...... cultivation" A brilliant turquoise light crossed a perfect arc, and Lang Yu also raised his knife to split.

"You dare!" Yu Chengzi came out with two words, the words came out of the sword, and the sword came out of people. He didn't react to what's going on, if Qian Chuanzi wants to kill someone, he wants to save people, it's so simple, so simple that he doesn't even have time to say the three words Qian Chuanzi.

A sword is in front of it, a sword is on the right, it is too close, close to the time when Lang Yu swings the knife, it has reached half a meter in front of him, three spiritual weapons, and the tips of the two swords collided together with a "ding".

"Boom!"

A black shirt, a broken kite tumbled down the stone steps.

"Stop! What kind of system. With a broken snort, a fan covering the sky, burning with raging flames, covered the heads of the two elders.

"Ahh - See Boss. Qian Chuanzi and Yu Chengzi landed on the ground to give gifts.

This time it's not a big face, Yan Youzi's real body came, and his face sank like water.

"Back to the master, the disciple of this peak ......"

"Enough, are you blind?"

"This ......" Qian Chuanzi was speechless. Of course, the head is not blind, and I am afraid that even his little caution can be grasped clearly.

Yu Chengzi didn't speak, do you need to say it, the head and himself have the same meaning, and at the same time looked at Lang Yu under the steps.

The elder's shot was too powerful, it was also a spiritual weapon, Lang Yu was really blind, and there was no chance to split it with a Shura slash, and the person was knocked away.

Under the blow of the elders, even rolling and climbing are not cheap, and it is a miracle to be able to not die. So not only does it not drop the price, but it is enough to be proud.

Bounced off his clothes, looked up at Yan Youzi, the knife was still in his hand, even if he turned over seven or eight heels, the weapon could not be thrown.

Daring to sword out to the elders of the Immortal Gate, no matter what the result was, the group of small heads squeezed in front of the middle hall had to be shocked and convinced.

Victory or defeat is a matter of ability, and whether or not you dare to go out is a matter of attitude. Yang Wei didn't dare, so he died.

Yan Youzi looked at it in mid-air for a long time, and spit out three words: "You-very good." ”