Chapter 449: All into the Martial Realm

The slender and tall Taoist and Hao Linran, who chose to go the right way, were embarrassed at this time.

The clothes are torn and ragged, and the thin and tall Taoist people are even more disheveled, and a large wooden bun used to tie the hair on the top of the head is scattered somewhere.

The gray yellow robe broke through several big openings, but the thin and tall Taoist man with dust on his face couldn't care about feeling sorry for the wooden hairpin that had already been refined by him into a low-grade ninth-order, and only the last two steps were middle-grade mysteries.

An embarrassed flip narrowly avoided a blood-colored blade that seemed to be everywhere.

After stumbling a few steps, this can be regarded as standing firm in body and mind.

Under the feet, it can even be called a different stone slab staircase on the edge of the mysterious vessel, and at this time it is also pitted and cracked.

Hao Linran on the other side doesn't have to be strong enough for a tall and thin Taoist, or even a tragic one, even three points better than a tall and thin Taoist.

Because no matter how dusty and embarrassed the thin and tall Taoist people are up and down, they can't show any real scars.

But Hao Linran is different, Brother Brother of the Formation Alliance, pampered and habitual is not counted, but the experience under the mountain, the fight between life and death is less.

The original robe was stained blood red, and three or four sharp blade marks were all injured in the narrow part of the level.

This is not bad, the most thrilling moment of Fang Cai, the sharp weapon was directly stabbed at the center of his Hao Linran's eyes and eyebrows, and Hao Linran's aura was locked by the trouble, and it was inevitable to avoid it.

Fortunately, at this extremely thrilling moment, one of the nine formation runes on his forehead suddenly lit up and bloomed, saving Hao Linran from danger.

It can be regarded as saving a life, but the formation rune has turned into a cloud of thick black ink, which can be regarded as completely losing its original use.

If it is in ordinary times, the thin and tall Taoist may have one more mind to figure out one or two, for example, the actual identity of Hao Linran, a disciple surnamed Hao of the Formation Alliance, is not the true or false identity, but the other party's certain status in the Formation Alliance, otherwise such a formation symbol, how can a child of the Formation Alliance be respected even if he is a favored Formation Alliance?

Just as those big array mages who have long been regarded as an alliance to suppress the alliance and deter the Quartet are worthless, aren't they.

If this line is found, the slender and tall Daoist can recall that the Hao family in the formation alliance is only one living formation mage ancestor, and there is no great array mage who is even rarer than the monks of the three realms on the top of the mountain.

Then you will come up with something very interesting.

And Hao Linran's peak of the Xuan King, the reluctant half-step Xuan Huang is too much like a paper paste, and the most correct thing can only be to say it to scare and scare people.

Otherwise, there would not be Hao Linran, who was at the peak of the Xuan King, was not as good as Lei Zhenggang, who had cultivated to the later stage of the Xuan Master.

However, at this time, the thin and tall Taoist man couldn't think about it at all, because of the spear that confronted him and Hao Linran in front of him.

A simple spear covered in green rust embroidery, which looks particularly shabby.

It is said that it is a spear, but in fact it is just a particularly broken spearhead.

But even this one, I don't know how many broken spearheads are one or two zhang long, about three or four meters long, and as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

It didn't take long for the two of them to hide something that belonged to them among the boulder beasts.

This time, it was the thin and tall Taoist who was the first to discover the spearhead that he didn't know the source of, but knew at a glance that it was extremely long-standing.

Although the slender and tall Daoist was beating wildly in his heart at that time, a divine weapon from an ancient ten thousand years ago, the lowest and lowest was above the ninth order of the upper grade, not to mention that he was only a Xuan Emperor of the Three Realms and a heavy heaven, even if the Xuan Emperor Three Heavens stood here, how would he not be moved.

When the head of Lei Zhenggang, a thin and tall Taoist, is still sober, a piece that can be preserved for tens of thousands of years, although the skin is particularly damaged, but it is definitely still an object that supports the word divine soldier, it is really like the kind of granular stones that can be seen everywhere on the mountain road, and you can't pick it up by bending down?

Just like him Lei Zhenggang, he really regards him Lei Zhenggang as an ordinary peak in the late stage of King Xuan, and he only suffers losses.

But before he Lei Zhenggang could take a look at one, two, two, and a little harvest, Hao Linran on the side recklessly stepped forward and picked it up directly, and stuffed it into his mustard seed ring, for fear that he Lei Zhenggang would grab it.

So there was a scar of a fatal blow in Hao Linran's eyes and eyebrows.

And the thin and tall Taoist only knew because of this that his mother almost caught the way, and the formation pattern on Hao Linran's forehead was not engraved on it by a formation mage at all, but a real big array mage.

It is said that the monks of the Upper Three Realms are valuable, and the treasure of the Zhenzong of the Zongzi Mountain Gate is not as good as one and a half great array mages in Zhongzhou, even if it is two Upper Three Realm Xuan Emperors and one heavy heaven.

There are only two well-known Zhongzhou Great Array mages, and they are the kind that are checkmate and half-dead, but before he Lei Zhenggang thinks about it deeply, trouble will come uninvited.

didn't make the yellow finch behind, but was hit on the forehead by the brain, as if it was a sudden enlightenment of the formation of the alliance's disciples, came to an extremely ingenious disaster to move eastward.

Before the tall and thin Daoist who stood firmly behind his body could calm down, the words of the disciple of the Array Alliance came from his ears.

"Lei Daoyou, don't hide it at this time. ”

Slender and tall Daoist people were shocked, and then they were puzzled, they almost buried their heads in the turtle shell, just like that, can they still recognize themselves? When did he Lei Zhenggang become the most dazzling star above the dome, shining everywhere he went, or the kind that he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

Immediately, I heard that Hao Daoyou continue to speak: "Lei Daoyou's cultivation is only afraid that it is not the peak of the Xuan King, but the peak of the Xuan Master!"

The thin and tall Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then reacted in an instant, he thought that this Hao Daoyou was stupid and stunned, but he was not stupid, and he was still thinking about blowing himself up at such a critical juncture, but the key was that he almost didn't let him Lei Zhenggang hold it.

I really don't think his surname Lei is a ** lake, which is a bit of a disdain for his surname Lei.

However, thinking about enduring it for a while, maybe when he got to the thin and tall Taoist who was next to Wu Daoyou, he might have a small windfall, so he had to take the time to turn around, look at Hao Linran, and try his best to explain with a sad face: "Hao Gongzi, what are you talking about? If the poor Dao is really the peak cultivation of that Xuan Master, where will it still be such a bleak situation, he has long taken refuge in a well-known sect name mountain, and does not seek to become a registered disciple monk, but hanging a registered name can also make the old Dao Xun Ri speak harder, right?"

There was only a cold snort behind him that the tall and thin Taoist couldn't really hear, and then there was a particularly strong fluctuation of Xuan power, like a huge wave churning and the desert rolling sand.