The seemingly light clouds and mist around can not only trap the real people of the Big Yellow Court, but also hide the attackers, and even the real people of the Big Yellow Court can't find a trace.

"That's an immortal umbrella? It's a good thing, and you can't let them go. "In the tall building of Jiuhua Mansion, the fighting spirit is high at this time, like a rooster full of fighting spirit.

Under Qin Fufeng's deliberate control, the outside world can see everything that happens inside the clouds, and the trapped people feel that the outside is surrounded by clouds and mist, but the people outside can see everything inside, this is the power of the fourth-level spirit planter, who can change the rules on a small scale.

In the clouds and mist, there was a figure, but it was a man from the river that day, his face was a little red, and he was ridiculed as a poor bastard, but it really touched his sadness. As long as the Duobao Pavilion could survive the current catastrophe, he would make up his mind to bring all the Tianhe Sect into the Duobao Pavilion.

The Master of Tianhe is also a person with a strong heart, since this trapped rhubarb court real person can't find himself, he can take advantage of this opportunity, he can temper his long river sunset.

Another rolling river appeared, but the sunset was gone, but there was a sunset above the river.

"No matter how you change, it's still useless, you can't understand the strength of the real people of the Great Rhubarb Court, disperse. With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man in purple clothes dissipated little by little, but it lasted for a long time longer than the red sun just now.

said so, but the middle-aged man in purple clothes sighed in his heart, this person has definitely been polished in the Seven Realms of Huangting for many years, and various artistic conceptions have changed freely. If this person has treasures to guard the Tianhe, it will not be as easy as it is now if the middle-aged man in purple clothes wants to break up the Tianhe sunset artistic conception he has turned into.

A plum branch appeared, plum blossoms dotted, and a shower of flowers fell. There was an uproar in the sky, and a few people fell. Except for the middle-aged man in purple clothes and the boy in brocade, the rest of the people fell from the sky.

Bursts of plum blossoms fell, seemingly powerless, but directly impregnated with divine consciousness.

The clouds and mist entangled the few people who fell, and they landed in Jiuhua Mansion. Looking at the woman in plain green clothes, Qin Fufeng's 10,000-year-old frosty face showed a hint of change, including self-deprecation, bitter smile, and remorse.

"What a trick plum blossom dark fragrance, another person who has been polishing in the seven realms of the Yellow Court for many years, this plum blossom fragrance is directly impregnated with the sea, under the three realms of the Yellow Court, it is impossible to resist at all, this plum branch is your body! Wait for me to go out, believe it or not, I will dig out the roots of your old plum and expose it to the sun for a hundred years. "The middle-aged man in purple clothes had an iron blue face, and under his nose, he actually made the Heavenly Maidens of the Immortal Heaven fall, what was the prestige of the Purple Xuan Heavenly General?

The middle-aged man in purple clothes answered that it was a pig-killing knife, which was fierce and murderous, killing the sky and killing the earth like killing a pig.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes saw the pig-killing knife that appeared in front of him, and his face turned green, and these people really treated themselves as pigs.

Although his face was green, the middle-aged man in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate this pig-killing knife at all, this was a pig-killing knife that could enter his body three feet, and he paid more attention to it than the two who shot just now, he pulled out a purple long sword on his waist, clanging, the sound was continuous, and there were bursts of piercing impacts, and the pig-killing knife was repulsed and returned to the clouds.

Zhu Butcher sighed again and again, this pig is a little fat and strong, and he can't kill it himself.

Invisible hemp silk flew out from the clouds and mist, constantly shooting towards the middle-aged man in purple clothes, and the middle-aged people in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate it, and the hemp silk was like the laws of heaven and earth, and he dared to let the heavenly dao get close. This exercise, as if I have heard of it, is a very ancient Great Dao inheritance, how could it appear in this small place.

The seemingly light clouds and mist around can not only trap the real people of the Big Yellow Court, but also hide the attackers, and even the real people of the Big Yellow Court can't find a trace.

"That's an immortal umbrella? It's a good thing, and you can't let them go. "In the tall building of Jiuhua Mansion, the fighting spirit is high at this time, like a rooster full of fighting spirit.

Under Qin Fufeng's deliberate control, the outside world can see everything that happens inside the clouds, and the trapped people feel that the outside is surrounded by clouds and mist, but the people outside can see everything inside, this is the power of the fourth-level spirit planter, who can change the rules on a small scale.

In the clouds and mist, there was a figure, but it was a man from the river that day, his face was a little red, and he was ridiculed as a poor bastard, but it really touched his sadness. As long as the Duobao Pavilion could survive the current catastrophe, he would make up his mind to bring all the Tianhe Sect into the Duobao Pavilion.

The Master of Tianhe is also a person with a strong heart, since this trapped rhubarb court real person can't find himself, he can take advantage of this opportunity, he can temper his long river sunset.

Another rolling river appeared, but the sunset was gone, but there was a sunset above the river.

"No matter how you change, it's still useless, you can't understand the strength of the real people of the Great Rhubarb Court, disperse. With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man in purple clothes dissipated little by little, but it lasted for a long time longer than the red sun just now.

said so, but the middle-aged man in purple clothes sighed in his heart, this person has definitely been polished in the Seven Realms of Huangting for many years, and various artistic conceptions have changed freely. If this person has treasures to guard the Tianhe, it will not be as easy as it is now if the middle-aged man in purple clothes wants to break up the Tianhe sunset artistic conception he has turned into.

A plum branch appeared, plum blossoms dotted, and a shower of flowers fell. There was an uproar in the sky, and a few people fell. Except for the middle-aged man in purple clothes and the boy in brocade, the rest of the people fell from the sky.

Bursts of plum blossoms fell, seemingly powerless, but directly impregnated with divine consciousness.

The clouds and mist entangled the few people who fell, and they landed in Jiuhua Mansion. Looking at the woman in plain green clothes, Qin Fufeng's 10,000-year-old frosty face showed a hint of change, including self-deprecation, bitter smile, and remorse.

"What a trick plum blossom dark fragrance, another person who has been polishing in the seven realms of the Yellow Court for many years, this plum blossom fragrance is directly impregnated with the sea, under the three realms of the Yellow Court, it is impossible to resist at all, this plum branch is your body! Wait for me to go out, believe it or not, I will dig out the roots of your old plum and expose it to the sun for a hundred years. "The middle-aged man in purple clothes had an iron blue face, and under his nose, he actually made the Heavenly Maidens of the Immortal Heaven fall, what was the prestige of the Purple Xuan Heavenly General?

The middle-aged man in purple clothes answered that it was a pig-killing knife, which was fierce and murderous, killing the sky and killing the earth like killing a pig.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes saw the pig-killing knife that appeared in front of him, and his face turned green, and these people really treated themselves as pigs.

Although his face was green, the middle-aged man in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate this pig-killing knife at all, this was a pig-killing knife that could enter his body three feet, and he paid more attention to it than the two who shot just now, he pulled out a purple long sword on his waist, clanging, the sound was continuous, and there were bursts of piercing impacts, and the pig-killing knife was repulsed and returned to the clouds.

Zhu Butcher sighed again and again, this pig is a little fat and strong, and he can't kill it himself.

Invisible hemp silk flew out from the clouds and mist, constantly shooting towards the middle-aged man in purple clothes, and the middle-aged people in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate it, and the hemp silk was like the laws of heaven and earth, and he dared to let the heavenly dao get close. This exercise, as if I have heard of it, is a very ancient Great Dao inheritance, how could it appear in this small place.

The seemingly light clouds and mist around can not only trap the real people of the Big Yellow Court, but also hide the attackers, and even the real people of the Big Yellow Court can't find a trace.

"That's an immortal umbrella? It's a good thing, and you can't let them go. "In the tall building of Jiuhua Mansion, the fighting spirit is high at this time, like a rooster full of fighting spirit.

Under Qin Fufeng's deliberate control, the outside world can see everything that happens inside the clouds, and the trapped people feel that the outside is surrounded by clouds and mist, but the people outside can see everything inside, this is the power of the fourth-level spirit planter, who can change the rules on a small scale.

In the clouds and mist, there was a figure, but it was a man from the river that day, his face was a little red, and he was ridiculed as a poor bastard, but it really touched his sadness. As long as the Duobao Pavilion could survive the current catastrophe, he would make up his mind to bring all the Tianhe Sect into the Duobao Pavilion.

The Master of Tianhe is also a person with a strong heart, since this trapped rhubarb court real person can't find himself, he can take advantage of this opportunity, he can temper his long river sunset.

Another rolling river appeared, but the sunset was gone, but there was a sunset above the river.

"No matter how you change, it's still useless, you can't understand the strength of the real people of the Great Rhubarb Court, disperse. With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man in purple clothes dissipated little by little, but it lasted for a long time longer than the red sun just now.

said so, but the middle-aged man in purple clothes sighed in his heart, this person has definitely been polished in the Seven Realms of Huangting for many years, and various artistic conceptions have changed freely. If this person has treasures to guard the Tianhe, it will not be as easy as it is now if the middle-aged man in purple clothes wants to break up the Tianhe sunset artistic conception he has turned into.

A plum branch appeared, plum blossoms dotted, and a shower of flowers fell. There was an uproar in the sky, and a few people fell. Except for the middle-aged man in purple clothes and the boy in brocade, the rest of the people fell from the sky.

Bursts of plum blossoms fell, seemingly powerless, but directly impregnated with divine consciousness.

The clouds and mist entangled the few people who fell, and they landed in Jiuhua Mansion. Looking at the woman in plain green clothes, Qin Fufeng's 10,000-year-old frosty face showed a hint of change, including self-deprecation, bitter smile, and remorse.

"What a trick plum blossom dark fragrance, another person who has been polishing in the seven realms of the Yellow Court for many years, this plum blossom fragrance is directly impregnated with the sea, under the three realms of the Yellow Court, it is impossible to resist at all, this plum branch is your body! Wait for me to go out, believe it or not, I will dig out the roots of your old plum and expose it to the sun for a hundred years. "The middle-aged man in purple clothes had an iron blue face, and under his nose, he actually made the Heavenly Maidens of the Immortal Heaven fall, what was the prestige of the Purple Xuan Heavenly General?

The middle-aged man in purple clothes answered that it was a pig-killing knife, which was fierce and murderous, killing the sky and killing the earth like killing a pig.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes saw the pig-killing knife that appeared in front of him, and his face turned green, and these people really treated themselves as pigs.

Although his face was green, the middle-aged man in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate this pig-killing knife at all, this was a pig-killing knife that could enter his body three feet, and he paid more attention to it than the two who shot just now, he pulled out a purple long sword on his waist, clanging, the sound was continuous, and there were bursts of piercing impacts, and the pig-killing knife was repulsed and returned to the clouds.

Zhu Butcher sighed again and again, this pig is a little fat and strong, and he can't kill it himself.

Invisible hemp silk flew out from the clouds and mist, constantly shooting towards the middle-aged man in purple clothes, and the middle-aged people in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate it, and the hemp silk was like the laws of heaven and earth, and he dared to let the heavenly dao get close. This exercise, as if I have heard of it, is a very ancient Great Dao inheritance, how could it appear in this small place.