Family feud and state affairs, which is more important? My heart was very entangled, and Mekimon finally made the right choice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAfter the ups and downs of his emotions, coupled with the test of life and death in the battle, he once came to his senses, his eyesight improved greatly, and he realized the key.

Mekiyon was too cautious, slapping like a dragonfly to create an effective momentum. At this time, it is time to move forward bravely, at the expense of life and death, and increase the driving force.

He thought maliciously that if Mei Jibo was really a child of destiny, he would be able to survive this hurdle. If you can't get through it, your cultivation will plummet, and you will be able to survive and rely on outsiders, which is not what this kid thinks. Therefore, the soldiers make dangerous moves, and life and death are determined by the destiny of heaven.

A strong force struck from behind, and the breath of the whole body rioted, like the river flowing down the mountain, rushing and rushing, unable to be contained. Mekiyong was shocked, and the original air flow couldn't help but gather in his palm.

"Oops!"

The secret passage is dangerous, and then look at Mei Jibo. The latter flew a few feet away, barely standing firmly, and spewing blood from the sky.

"You?!"

He glared fiercely at Mekimon to check on the Lord's injuries.

Mei Ji floated like a great enemy, and surrounded him with other children. Could it be that the fourth uncle and ancestor broke the jar and broke it, and wanted to engage in family infighting? He was bitter in his heart, the aftermath of the Qin family's rebellion had just subsided, and there was another incident, and God wanted to destroy the royal family?

"It's fine!"

Mei Jibo hurriedly stopped, once the two sides started, the Mei family would become the laughing stock of the mainland. Although the old man has bad intentions, after all, he still helped him get through the second vein of Ren Du. From now on, the path of martial arts will not be broken, and it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"Humph!"

Mekimon raised his head and didn't even look at Mei Jipiao. At the critical moment, it's still a brother. This little white-eyed wolf, the careful teaching of the year, in his eyes, is estimated to be inferior to a single hair of the lord of the country.

Knowing that the old man's heart was broken, Mei Ji smiled and approached to make amends.

With a twist of his neck, too lazy to take care of the kid, Mekimon flew into the sky and left the sad place. Everyone was relieved, especially Mei Jibo, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I have just received this rescue, and it is embarrassing to see each other.

After taking the Yun Shen Pill and the Yun Qi Pill, the pill offered by Han Yunhao was just in time. Mei Jibo smiled, and with the help of the strength of his clan and the royal treasures, he finally walked in front of his friends.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, shaking through the sky. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a black air suddenly filled the sky. The restaurants on both sides of the street were targeted, one by one, and the eaves were split into several parts and smashed down.

Mekimon, who was already a small black dot in the air, flew back in embarrassment, fell to the ground, and said with palpitations: "I don't know who caused the disaster? ”

"Ahh

Lightning flashed, thunder hit the top of his head, and his skin was suddenly scorched. He couldn't help but scold: "That bastard is among us, and the thunder in this area is obviously stronger than elsewhere. ”

Everyone turned their suspicious eyes on Mei Jibo, just now the lord of the country caused a vision, could it be that he was jealous of God?

Mei Jibo spread out his hands, and the clouds on his side were light and breezy, indicating that he had nothing to do with him. He glanced around and found the culprit: Han Yunhao was sitting upright on the ground, his eyes closed, and his momentum was rising in waves.

"Could it be the Flying Saint Tribulation?" Mekiyong muttered as he remembered the record left by his ancestors. He and Mekimon couldn't help but glance at each other, the latter nodded first, suddenly remembered the previous sneak attack, snorted, turned his head and left.

Mei Jibo suddenly realized and beckoned everyone: "Hurry up and evacuate the crowd to avoid casualties." Yun Hao crossed the bottleneck of the Flying Saint and caused such a big movement, what a demon!"

One step ahead, the wind and clouds surged when he was promoted to the Flying Saint, just to build momentum for the king. Who knows that this guy is even more powerful, heaven and earth want to strangle, and don't give themselves a chance to be proud.

Han Yunhao was in the center of the thunderstorm, unaware of the changes in the outside world.

At first, Mei Jibo attracted the power of the Void of Faith, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he was happy with his friend's progress. Later, overcoming the bottleneck turned into an impasse, and he pondered how to help one or two.

All the people present have strong divine sense, and they are no one else. Mind out, explore the void, want to find out. Who knows that the power of faith contains the power of calamity, and when encountering this divine consciousness, it is like a fire cooking oil, blazing.

He was shocked, if this malice pounced on his friend, it would be irreparable, causing a catastrophe.

Slowly control his mind to leave, pulling the power of robbery into his mind, the original plan was to destroy them with the Divine Tribulation Thorn and the Divine Tribulation Cone. The small tower in the center of the sea of knowledge woke up like a dream, and suddenly activated, and the small door on the ground floor opened, swallowing this power.

"Oh, it's so full!"

The small tower is really unreliable, and after passing on his consciousness, he falls into a deep sleep, no matter how he calls, he doesn't react.

Han Yunhao couldn't cry or laugh, this troublemaker has always eaten and wiped clean, and slipped away. The power of the void is like a proud lady, furious. dared to come to tease this girl, and immediately called the seven aunts and eight aunts, and they came violently.

The battle in the void is unseen, but it is dangerous. Relying on his divine sense and black and white Dan patterns as his backing, Han Yunhao first eliminated the seven aunts, and then killed the eight aunts. The tribulation power was transformed into a thick original qi, covering the periphery of the original qi pill layer by layer.

The original qi pill was already perfect, and the pressure was too great, so it shrunk and condensed again. If someone else's Origin Qi Pill weighed a few catties, in just a few breaths, Han Yunhao's Nine-Pattern Great Dan would have increased by at least ten catties.

The floating force of the dantian could not bear the weight, and the big dan slid towards the lower abdomen. Fortunately, the original qi pill is self-regulated, and the nine-colored stripes bloom with brilliance, releasing the original qi to fill the meridians. The meridians swelled and contracted more than a dozen times, doubling in size and establishing a new circulation of original qi.

The cycle establishes a new balance in the dantian, and the power of floating gradually increases, which can be used to stabilize the original qi pill. Han Yunhao let out a long breath, so Xuan! Once the original qi pill slips out of the body, everything will be over!

When the thunder sounded, he had no time to distract at all, and after dealing with the crisis in his body, his consciousness returned to his mind and slowly opened his eyes.

"Click!"

A thunderbolt slammed into his ear, causing him to jump in fright. There was no one nearby, and the children of the Mei family, including several grandfathers, were hiding dozens of feet away, all of them were like facing a great enemy, and they were ready to defend at all times.

The oscillation came in waves, and the thunder could not get close, and it turned out that the whole person was covered with a layer of liquid object, which was blocking the penetration of thunder.

He waved his arm slightly, and the liquid object moved with it, as if there were several layers of clothing, but it was not bloated.

The seven aunts and eight aunts couldn't do it, and they invited relatives who beat around the bush, and they refused to give up, attracting the attention of providence.

A thousand years ago, the Flying Saint Advancement had always been either dead or injured, why? At that time, the Wuji Continent had not been blocked, and the Providence could check it at any time, of course, it did not allow the little cubs it fed to grow up and take food from the tiger's mouth.

Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi maintains a balance, and the powerful are not bound by the will of heaven, competing for power, and it sets up many obstacles and tries to stop them.

A trace of calamity mixed with the power of faith will not bring much danger to Mei Jibo. But Han Yunhao is like a green seedling among thousands of flowers, you just quietly duck to dodge, and it is impossible for providence to investigate in detail at all times.

And the contact between the divine consciousness and the power of the calamity is like a green seedling growing into a towering tree, shining brightly on the eyes. What's more, this guy is full of weirdness, the Xuantian Nine Yin Rope in his body, the Dancheng Nine Grades, and he is so talented that he can't easily go away.

The prohibition of the Infinite Continent is already in jeopardy, and the robbery power that infiltrates is like that of an internal thief, who can only steal petty. Han Yunhao is like a treasure hidden by the master's family, which is worthy of being rewarded upwards, put in powerful accomplices, and turn from stealing to looting.

Unable to break through the liquid object, the providence of heaven was like thunder, and the nearby thunder and lightning gathered into a thick pillar of light, which was extremely precise and rushed towards the head. The latter smiled, put away his outer defenses, and put his hands up in a welcoming gesture, as if embracing death.