Gu Yang found the whereabouts of the ultimate boss from the memory of the soul, and suddenly lost the mind of brushing wild monsters, and thought about opening the boss, pretending to be a god, and embarking on the second spring of his life. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bai Yujiu, one person pours one altar down, don't be afraid to choke them, this is the old man's private collection, it effectively nourishes the soul, and one altar is effective. ”

Qi Aotian took the porcelain jar thrown by Gu Yang, checked it, opened the mouth and sniffed it twice, the strong aroma of wine on his face was as sharp as a knife's edge, and he was speechless and choked.

This jar has to have three or five catties, I'm afraid that they haven't choked to death yet, and they will drink alcohol poisoning directly.

But Gu someone's obscene Qi Aotian couldn't resist, and finally poured it on them, not to mention, after drinking the white jade brew, the two people possessed by the soul became ruddy, and the body that was originally gradually cold was hot and hot, and there was a comfortable look on his face, which seemed to be enjoying it very much.

According to this situation, after waiting for another half an hour, both of them will be able to wake up from the spiritual pollution, and the strength of their souls will be greatly strengthened and improved, and they will benefit immensely in the future.

As soon as Qi Ergou breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Gu Yang, who was waiting impatiently, sneakily attached to Fang Zuoshi's ear, raised a hand, and said in a low voice: "Pretend to be a young man, your sister is going to hang!"

"Poof!"

Qi Aotian's chest was stuffy, and the tiredness, bitterness, grievances, and injuries of the whole day were all brewed into a mouthful of black blood, which spurted out directly.

Fang Zuoshi was lost in a cold darkness, a fantasy prepared by dozens of souls with spiritual pollution, carrying the greatest nightmare of the souls in their lives, immersed in their sorrow and mourning.

In the illusion, Fang Zuoshi seems to have come to a fairyland, where the flying mountain hangs the island, the silver hanging waterfall, the palace building jade is not counted, the aura is purple smoke in the morning glow, the overlapping black eaves cover the entire floating flying island, the fragrance of Qiong trees and flowers everywhere, sometimes there are cranes dancing and dancing, and it is a grand scene of the blessed land of the fairy mountain.

Although Fang Zuoshi had never been here, he didn't know why, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, which made him very sure, this was the Shushan faction.

Wait, what kind of sect is the Shushan School? Why have you never heard of it?

Fang Zuoshi's mind moved, and the whole scene suddenly changed greatly, a meteorite with a diameter of three hundred zhang suddenly broke through the clouds and mist, and fell sharply towards the flying island of Shushan, and at the same time there was a solemn and solemn deaf bell.

"The Shushan faction disregarded the way of heaven in vain, was willing to fall, believed in evil gods, and slaughtered the common people, which was very harmful. Command the oracle and kill the Dao Commander!"

Kill!

Conventional?!!

Fang Zuoshi's heart was beating wildly, his spirit was extremely tense, and it was almost difficult to control his emotions.

He felt as if he had accidentally learned some secrets that he shouldn't have known!

The eight sub-islands of Shushan Fei Island shot out a clear light at the same time, supporting a clear enchantment array with the hexagram of the Eight Gates Fixing Stars, in an attempt to resist. The flame meteorite fell with a bang, and the huge potential energy instantly swayed the enchantment array, and cracks snaked in all directions from the contact points, and as far as the eye could see, they were full of shocking huge cracks.

"Who are you, why are you attacking my Shu Mountain!"

"Presumptuous, my Shushan is the spokesperson of the divine realm, aren't you afraid of being condemned by the divine realm?"

"Emperor of Heaven, save Shushan!"

"You're the rebel, you're the devil, hmm!!"

"No, I don't accept it, my generation is unwilling!"

"I'm just a disciple who just entered the door, I haven't even killed a chicken, why should I die!"

Fang Zuo Shi was cold, cold to the bone, numbly watching the slaughter of blood and fire in front of him, the five high sages, surrounded the entire Shu Mountain from five directions, and more than three hundred Blazing Sun Rank Great Grandmasters wielded all kinds of terrifying and powerful attacks, like mowing grass, harvesting life one after another.

He saw the old Taoist priest with snow sideburns and frost beard hugging the doorpost of the main hall and swearing to the death, he saw the young Taoist priest wielding his weak sword qi with anger and aggrieved face, and he saw the young and immature Taoist priest with confused and frightened eyes, and fled with his back, and was immediately torn into a bloody mist by a brilliant sword.

He even saw one by one Taoist priests making bitter pleas towards the highest hall of the Shushan faction, the Three Emperors Palace, reciting the mercy of the Emperor of Heaven.

Pray to the gods, and not come.

"Ahhh!!h

A frightened rainbow rose into the sky, holding up a handsome and dusty majestic body, I saw him wave his hand, and the long sword in his hand rose tens of thousands of sword qi, like rain falling, killing or injuring the great master of the scorching sun, and the overlapping sword net will isolate the attackers from Shu Mountain.

It's just that today's Shushan has long been reduced to a purgatory on earth, full of doors, except for three or four thousand disciples who have cultivated to a decent level, even the immortal crane and spirit magpie have not survived, and the stumps and broken bones are spread all over the Shushan fairyland, and the gathered blood water hangs a fishy blood waterfall, which flows down from the low-lying place of the flying island, and the blood flows straight down to three thousand feet!

A saint took a step forward and shouted, "Li..."

Before Fang Zuoshi could listen to his full intentions, Gu Yang's half-joking voice penetrated the illusion and reached his ears, as if the dragon bell was ringing loudly, shaking his soul and tearing the entire illusion.

"Your sister is hanging!"

Fang Zuoshi panicked a little in his heart, and the illusion that was already on the verge of destruction suddenly lost its last support point, and suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of memory fragments, and wisps of gray breath escaped from the cracks of the fragments, and were immediately resisted by Fang Zuoshi's subconscious, and dissipated in the sea of souls, leaving only the crystal bright memory fragments, which contained the perceptions and experiences of dozens of souls on cultivation before their deaths.

Opportunity, big opportunity!

Fang Zuoshi opened his eyes, his mood was very complicated, such an opportunity really made him unhappy.

"Tsk, the old man really guessed correctly, you are a sister control, so it's Cheng Fatty's turn, what is he most afraid of?" Gu Yang took a sip of Fang Zuoshi, secretly scolded the German orthopedic department for needing you, then touched his chin, looked Cheng Fatzi up and down, suddenly smiled, and leaned up: "Fatty, you are bald." ”

"Boom!"

A tragic and domineering momentum suddenly exploded from Cheng Fatzi's body, the yuan force was agitated, the wind was shining, and the burly and generous body looked incomparably tall and reliable, Cheng Fatzi suddenly opened his eyes, and the small eyeballs that narrowed into a thin slit shot out a stream of essence, and the void generated electricity, and the slightly frivolous and outwardly vigorous aura was obviously a major progress made after accumulation.

Dawn a product, breakthrough!

"Sketch poop, my hair !!" followed by handsome for only three seconds, Cheng Fatzi immediately rolled around on the ground with his head in his arms, a pair of chubby hands rubbing his scalp vigorously, as if counting the few hairs, and his mouth let out a loud wail.

It lasted for half a cup of tea before Cheng Fatzi reacted: "Hey, it seems that there is no lack of hair." ”

"yes, it's a pity, don't you want someone to help you. Gu Yang flicked his fingers, and a wisp of finger wind passed through Cheng Fatzi's ear, nailed into the rock behind him, and suddenly made an extremely deep finger hole.

Cheng Fatzi hurriedly covered his head, trembling with fright: "Don't it, don't want it." ”

Gu Yang said regretfully: "Hey, you don't understand, bald head plus critical hit, the undead have technology, only when you are bald, you will become strong." ”

I've never heard this kind of nonsense!

Cheng Fatzi took a sip, angry and angry.

"Grab the food and eat as you go. Gu Yang picked up the burnt chicken wings and threw a skewer of them, "It's not good to bake, don't care." ”

The three of them looked at each other, smiled helplessly, gnawed on the charred chicken wings, and swaggered followed Gu Yang out of the stone cave towards the ruins of the Immortal Spirit Palace.

They haven't been with Gu Yang for a long time, but the three of them know his character quite well, and this kind of playful attitude of doing whatever they want makes them helpless and envious.

Helpless because of Gu Yang's bad temperament anytime and anywhere, and envious of Gu Yang's mood and strength to play a scoundrel.

Rushing all the way, Gu Yang personally opened the road, walked to the clearing, the car overturned four spirits with a strong breath, walked to the grassland, killed the three demon wolves that were awakened, climbed over the hills, smashed a stone spirit spirit stone spirit, passed by the nest, slaughtered a four-legged lizard that was about to turn into a dragon, when Gu Yang used the ability of Fang Zuoshi and the others who couldn't see it at all, and exploded a poisonous toad with one shot.

The small goal set by Gu Yang and the others when they entered the secret realm was finally completed.

The task of finding people, Fang Jingqing, achieved.

At the end of the swamp is a mysterious chain of magic circles, six asura stone statues stand in a staggered manner, the landing point is wonderful, seemingly ingenious and unremarkable, but in fact, it is secretly thundering, faintly containing life and death killing opportunities.

Fang Jingqing sat on a big stone in the middle of the magic circle, not in a hurry or impatient, holding a bright light stone in his left hand and a scroll in his right hand, looking at it quietly, as if he was in his own study, not a dangerous formation.

Suddenly, Fang Jingqing's heart moved, and when he raised his head, he happened to see a few people outside the magic circle, and his face suddenly flew bright, revealing a faint smile.

"Stay away from me, clean yourselves and come back. ”