"Kongcheng sent Jun Yuanzi, ashamed of his colleagues in the rivers and lakes, ...... fifty years ago"

After some words, everyone's expressions were different. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And so it was.

The nuclear inductor is too weird to enter the killing game, and some people have already guessed that it has something to do with the art of stealing the sky.

Silence, deathly silence.

At the beginning, when he hated the sword spectrum of the world, the people in the rivers and lakes changed their complexion when they heard it. At this moment, as soon as the theft of the Heaven Stealing Technique fifty years ago was discovered, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Once the sky is closed, the sky is inevitably bloody and bloody.

Jun Jiaozi was finally helped up.

Everyone's eyes invariably glanced at the nuclear inductor.

Without the stealing trick of stealing the sky, how can she win?

The nuclear inducer's expression remained unchanged, and there was no definite evidence, so no one could help her.

The killing situation was immediately suspended, and the heads of all factions in the rivers and lakes urgently held a decision-making meeting, and the nuclear introducer was too excluded, and there was already a special person in charge of keeping an eye on her.

Hurt the drowning pavilion, saber rattling.

"There must be a ghost in the nuclear uster."

Elder Splendid was the first to be angry.

"But you can't produce any evidence."

The head of the Fusion Witch Sect did not finish speaking, and everyone fell silent again.

The abbot frowned in thought.

Lin Fei told him that day that Elder Xuanming had too much affair with the nuclear usher, and he only thought that Elder Xuanming was just a ghost in Xuangang Sect.

At the beginning, Elder Xuanming helped him break through the domain array and cured him of his stubborn disease of "Hook Cracking Cold Poison", so in front of Elder Xuanxi, he did not point out that Xuanming is internal ghost.

But at this moment, the matter of the inner ghost is no longer related to the art of stealing the sky, and there is no need for him to hide it.

"Elder Xuanxi, the inner ghost of Xuangangmen is Elder Xuanming, Shen Nuanxuan that day, Elder Xuanming and the nuclear usher......

Before the abbot of Chongji could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Elder Xuanxi: "Chongxi, why didn't you say it earlier?" Hyun Ming has just left the lore club! Said it was on the way to Xuangangmen! ”

The crowd was speechless again.

I'm afraid that there is a ghost in my heart, and I have already fled.

On the stage of Luo Yin, the nuclear usherer was too uneasy.

Why haven't you come yet?

At the beginning, Elder Xuanming only said that he knew the art of the mechanism, and he stole the methods of cracking the killing moves of various factions for her, but yesterday he didn't say goodbye, so ......

Her palms were already sweating.

I don't know how much time passed, but in the Pain Pavilion, everyone finally walked out.

The lore will be held as usual.

Unlike in the past, there is a special person in the bureau to secretly supervise the moves of the nuclear master, but dozens of rounds have passed, and the inspector has not broken through at all.

No wonder!

In the Pain Pavilion, Elder Xuanxi and the others, who were defeated by the Nuclear Induction Master, were always helpless.

The cracking method of each faction's lore move is absolutely different, but whether it is against the head of any faction, at the last moment, when an individual uses a lore move, he uses the same trick, this trick is very weird, even if these inspectors are proficient in the people of each faction, they can't tell the origin of this trick.

They just didn't guess that Elder Xuanming himself was a master of lore, and he stole the methods of various factions to crack the lore moves, and created this trick by merging and coercing, in order to make them helpless.

Just after the killing game, the nuclear inductor was too successful to break through.

Outside the pampering Xuan, Mingyan fell into the rain, and the moon was staggered.

Lin Fei bowed his head and said, "County Lord, Elder Xuanming has gone to King Yue's Mansion. ”

I looked back: "Okay, just hold your ground and send someone to keep an eye on him." ”

Elder Xuanming was thoughtful, trying to cover up for himself with one hand, but secretly hooked up with Wei Ziyue with Chen Cang with the other.

Still, he had to be let go.

The Demon Sea, the sea is as deep as a leak, and the young man in white in the sun is silent.

"Xuangangmen is dazzling, meet His Royal Highness King Yue."

"No courtesy."

Wei Ziyue looked back.

"The nuclear introducer once stole the sword spectrum of hatred of the world for His Royal Highness King Yue, and the sword spectrum of hatred of the world is not something that everyone can learn."

Elder Xuanming directly broke it.

"Is that true?"

Wei Ziyue was not surprised, the nuclear inductor had already informed him of Elder Xuanming's special identity, so the nuclear inductor's revelation that he hated the world's sword spectrum to Elder Xuanming was approved by him.

However, the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.

Elder Xuanming bowed his head: "Your Highness, the sword spectrum that hates the world is something that the young master of the ancient god clan admires evil, and those who practice this sword spectrum must be blessed and enlightened by the primary guardian of the god clan, the person at the helm of the Yan clan for generations, before they can learn to the first level of the sword spectrum." ”

Wei Ziyue didn't speak, paused, and Elder Xuanming added: "Your Highness, Xuanming is not talented, and he is the new helmsman of the Yan clan. ”

"Elder, I wonder if the token of the Yan clan can be borrowed from this palace to read?"

Wei Ziyue's words fell, and Elder Xuanming had leisurely taken out a black Ming file ring from his arms.

After taking the bright file and looking at it, Wei Ziyue's eyes dimmed.

That's right, that's exactly it.

On page 10 of the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven: The ring of the beginner guardian of the Protoss has been extracted from the original solution of the coagulated grass, and the handwriting carrier is engraved with the year seal, and it is hammered for 5525 days.

The taste of clotted grass, Wei Ziyue will never be mistaken.

"I also hope that the elders will give guidance and flexibility to this palace."

Wei Ziyue lowered his head and clenched his fists and bowed slightly.

Xuanming returned the salute, slightly rolled up his sleeves, and Mingjie Huanpei had been included in his bag again: "It is really an honor for Xuanming to serve His Royal Highness King Yue." ”

The third level of the dark passage of the Devil's Sea - Luoning Dao of the Hanshan Pure Iron Layer, one-third of the place, Wei Ziyue was alone and recited the spell, and for a moment, the dark passage took Wei Ziyue as the center of the circle, radiating three feet outward, and on the first level clearance point at the edge, several traps jumped out of the staggered position.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wei Ziyue turned on all the switches in turn according to a specific order, and finally with a "boom", the clearance point was violently exploded, and what broke through the air was a dark brown sandalwood pen.

The sandalwood pen rotates at high speed in the air, the light of the sandalwood water is full of color, and the one to twenty layers burst out of the "color of the year is really the assassination belt", the assassination belt has gone through the first birth, the temptation, the decline of the three classes, and the hatred of the world sword spectrum is out.

Outside the secret passage, Elder Xuanming waited with peace of mind.

"Elder, this is the sword spectrum of hatred of the world."

Wei Ziyue stepped out of the dark way, and when Elder Xuanming heard this, he took the sword spectrum, and a trace of unconscious anger slipped through his eyes.

King Yue was really cunning, and he actually only gave him the first rank and first style of the sword spectrum, which was still testing him?

Urging the breath of the fifth type of blessing of the first class of the Yan clan - the ancient Hangxi, Elder Xuanming was silent.

The hourglass passed away little by little, and the sword spectrum was changing in an instant at a wonderful speed that no light could catch up, or it was like a falling waterfall, or it was like a layer of paintings.

In a short time, the originally complex and difficult ancient Sanskrit pronunciation on the sword book has all been transformed into concise and clear moves.

Wei Ziyue's eyes did not move.

I see.

"The analysis of the first level of the first level of the sword spectrum of hating the world has been completed, His Royal Highness King Yue, please take a look."