The atmosphere of the yellow skin infected everyone present, so to speak, as long as those who are here, they can be qualified to involve the entire princess tomb. The people involved in these things are capable, and this seems to be a grand event of metaphysics. The yellow-skinned essence in the back mountain is nothing in the eyes of these people alone, I believe that even if these countless yellow-skinned essences gather now, He Zhenren, who will not be persecuted, is just like the embarrassment of the past.

A very simple sentence, unity is strength, the little yellow skin, gathered into an ocean, a pagoda, the protector of the heart, actually carried the seventh heavenly thunder! Even my own blood is boiling, to hope, to bless the yellow skin that was struck by the thunder of the sky can truly become an immortal against the sky!

When the catastrophe comes, it will be difficult for oneself. If others help carry it, the power of the next heavenly thunder will be doubled. My grandfather carried the thunder, and it will not cause such a buff, because my grandfather and this yellow-skinned essence may no longer be divided between you and me, I have you and you have me, but there are countless yellow-skinned protectors. Although he helped the master to withstand this thunder, but at the same time he helped, he made the thunder that was about to come a world-destroying thunder.

Tianwei is truly inviolable!

The heavenly tribulation is the way of heaven, the yellow-skinned essence protector, belonging to the heavens, the wrath of the heavens, and millions of corpses!

The clouds are constantly tumbling and jumping, and the arc inside is permeated, this is the real black cloud pressing the city, this thunder is still in the future, and it has the potential to destroy the world! The fat man's face was unusually ugly, and I had shaken it and supported the yellow skin to become a sperm instead, but I didn't know what the fat man thought.

If I'm not mistaken. If the fat man was really the one who came from the Nine Heavens, what would be above the clouds. He will know better than me, which is why the fat man has always been very difficult.

"He Zhenren, will you help the Yellow Skin Essence?" I don't dare to ask the fat man. But the yellow skin essence can't carry the last thunder, it's almost obvious, maybe He Zhenren can't make a move, which is a crucial part of the whole thing.

"The heavenly thunder is the hand of the heavens, it seems to be an obstruction, it is a calamity, but if you really want to become an immortal and get rid of the mortal womb of the flesh, this heavenly thunder is a baptism, and the body that has been baptized by the heavenly thunder can be an immortal body, so if I make a move today, not to mention what will happen to the last heavenly thunder, it will not be of any benefit to the yellow skin essence itself." What a true humanity.

"But if you don't do it, it seems like he's going to die this time." I said.

"So everything depends on the sky and leaves it to fate." He is really humane, he cares too, whether it is or not, then, when faced with such a choice, half of the people will say the word resignation.

I turned around and glanced at the fat man, who looked at the whole cloudy sky with a confused gaze.

"Fat man, what is in the sky?" I asked the fat man.

He glanced at me, didn't speak, continued to look at the sky, and muttered: "There are two more, Lin Baqian, are you really not going to come out to join in this fun?" ”

--The eighth heavenly thunder was still brewing, and at this time, from the direction of my grandfather's grave, suddenly a white light burst out, forming a huge pillar of light, and in the distance, a boy in a small green jacket held a white jade jar and sang a strange ballad.

The green baby finally saw the yellow baby, but does the yellow skin still know the green baby?

Although there is no green baby here, why is there no yellow skin?

The old man back then, now he wants to hold his grandson?

Do you say that's a great-grandson, or a green baby?

He just jumped all the way, all the way, holding a white jade jar in his arms, the jar seemed to be more than his body, running all the way, looking naïve and cute, such a sudden appearance of the green child, anyone can see the abnormality, everyone stared at this child who suddenly ran out of the reservoir.

He Zhenren whispered: "Go." ”

The peachwood sword behind him rushed out and rushed to the top of the boy in the small green jacket, I originally thought that the real person was going to shoot at this ghost baby, and I knew when I saw the peachwood sword hanging above the child's head and looked at him, this is He Zhenren protecting him. A total of ironic blood.

"Whoever dares to do it will be an enemy of me." He Zhenren shouted again.

The little child in the green jacket ran around, and when he passed by people, he seemed to be very cautious, and he was cautious at first, but when he walked in front of Liu Bowen, the child suddenly stopped, his face was full of fear, and he asked in a milky voice: "Are you the old man back then?" ”

Liu Bowen didn't speak, but walked towards the green baby, and the child suddenly shouted: "You are not the old man of the year, you are not the old man of the year!" "Shouted and retreated.

"Do you really want to be like this?" He Zhenren shouted.

The peachwood sword hanging above the green baby's head at the bottom of the mountain was erected, and the sword was pointed directly at Liu Bowen, and the two were deadlocked, Liu Bowen was advancing, and the peachwood sword was retreating.

"Go." He Zhenren once again threw out the floating dust in his hand, this time, even if it was a floating dust and a peachwood sword, it was still difficult to stop Liu Bowen from walking towards the little boy in the green jacket.

"He Anxia, you and I are equal, let me ask you, do you really want to be like this?" Liu Bowen turned around.

"I have to." What a true humanity.

He Zhenren stood up and said to the fat man: "Liu Daoyou, no matter how you choose in your heart, the nine heavenly thunders are at the mercy of fate, but the eighth way, there is a way to deal with it, I will drag Liu Bowen, but it will definitely not be an opponent, please help, let that green baby get close to the yellow skin, there was a princess tomb back then, there was a supreme view, there was a supreme view of the quicksand river, a dragon, a ghost, a demon, a three-element formation, I believe that I can't hide the eyes of Taoist friends, what is this child sent, you should also understand that people in my generation cultivate the Tao, although they subdue demons and eliminate demons, But the rules are nothing more than human affection, extreme affection is extreme to Taoism, Lin Xiaofan, who was martyred, I think, Liu Daoyou is the same. ”

After speaking, He Zhenren walked slowly towards Liu Bowen, standing in front of the green baby, the floating dust mahogany sword had already returned to its place, Liu Bowen was still striding forward, and sneered as he walked: "He Anxia, you can't stop me." ”

"What about adding me a Lin Baqian!" In the distance, a Taiji diagram flew in, and the person on it was Lin Baqian, who had disappeared for a long time.

Lin Baqian landed on the ground and saluted He Zhenren and said, "He Zhenren, there should be another battle between me and him." ”

He Zhenren nodded and took the initiative to give up, Lin Baqian had a defeat at the hands of Liu Bowen that day, and there was still a battle today.

Lin Baqian started his hand, and a Tai Chi shook Kunlun.

--I looked at the green doll who had always been very careful, I had a dream, in the dream it was this child, the green baby in the dream was singing a ballad, there was no fierce look, he seemed to be telling the truth with the ballad.

Later, we caught this ghost baby in the eighteenth layer of hell under the water, and I pulled out the steel needle on the back of his head, unlocked my strange life, and exchanged for the life of the tiger, but the green baby was my ghost baby uncle, a child with a fierce face, and I didn't imagine what appeared in my dream.

Now that I see this, I suddenly realize that this is the one that appeared in my dream back then, right?

At this time, there was tension between Lin Baqian and Liu Bowen, Lin Baqian was full of fighting spirit, and he even took off his shirt, revealing the bizarre tattoos full of domineering flying.

"Do you know why that person didn't choose you? What about you, Lin Baqian, wisdom and bravery? Not an outcast yet? I had a little chance with someone, and I asked him why, do you know what he said to me? He said that you Lin Baqian have no atmosphere in his chest, and there is no Liuhe Qi. You and I have made moves, winning or losing, you have lost in my hands, you must fight back? Lose Song Zhiyin, you win me, what if you win the world? Liu Bowen looked at Lin Baqiandao.

"Noise." Lin Baqian raised his hand, and the Taiji diagram shot out.

Liu Bowen stretched out a hand, pressed it, and the Taiji diagram stopped. Just when I thought they were about to fight, Liu Bowen took a step back, made a way, and pointed to heaven: "The second battle between you and me shouldn't be here." ”

Liu Bowen took the initiative to give in, Lin Baqian did not approach, he patted the little child in the green jacket and said, "Go ahead." ”