Just when Mrs. Hua refuted "Zhen Camel", she heard someone exclaim, "Look!", Mrs. Hua, who wanted to refute, immediately opened her mouth, gave up this approach, just glared at the Taoist, and then looked up to the sky.

I saw that the little apricot yellow flag did not stop after clearing the clouds, and immediately spun in the air on its own, and with the rotation, its own shining treasure light became more and more dazzling, and only the yellow light rolling in the sky was seen in a few breaths, and the flag itself was also submerged in these lights.

"Sanyang opens the sky!" accompanied by a deafening statement from Nong Yimeng, the yellow light in the sky immediately exploded silently, and then swept away the decayed leaves like an autumn wind, sweeping away with boundless might.

Everywhere they went, the dark clouds were not separated in a row as before, but they were dyed like a dye and turned the apricot yellow.

However, this is not over, the yellow mangs seem to be endless, and the dark clouds above their heads have changed color by the illumination, and they continue to wave their power and continue to crush towards the surroundings.

Looking at this amazing scene in front of him, Wan Qingping couldn't help but be dumbfounded, is this the majesty of the first Jindan monk under the Yuanying in the sea area within a radius of thousands of miles?

His eyes then turned to Nong Yimeng, who was controlling the Sanyang Banner, and the inconspicuous figure was exceptionally tall in Wan Qingping's eyes at this time, just like a god, and he clenched his two fists tightly because of excitement, Wan Qingping had a clear purpose of cultivating immortals for the first time in his heart!

Raw, when like a farmer!

Nong Yimeng, who was controlling the Ruyi Sanyang Banner in the sky to cast spells, did not know that there was a small foundation building monk today, because he had developed an endless pursuit of the immortal path, and at this time he was staring at the yellow sky with his eyes.

At this time, the yellow light of the Ruyi Sanyang Banner illuminated the sky within a radius of more than ten miles, as if it had reached its limit, and the treasure light that had exhausted its strength came to an abrupt end.

"Wind—come—" Nong Yimeng's hand spun like a windmill, and when the last Dharma in his hand was played, he drank out the Dharma words again.

As he spoke, the rumbling sound continued to echo in the firmament, with a majestic aftermath, as if to collapse the boundless dark clouds.

At this time, the Sanyang Banner has been dissipated, revealing its body, but at this time the flag has risen several times at some point, after the Nongyi Mengfa fell, and the mantra was drunk, this treasure stopped rotating, and suddenly disappeared in place, as if flying towards the distance with the afterimage of the Dao, and the afterimage and the body could not tell which one was true and which one was false!

Wan Qingping struggled to turn his eyes to capture the trajectory of the magic weapon, but the degree of this treasure flying away was too amazing, and Wan Qingping was a little dizzy to see.

With the flight of the Ruyi Sanyang Flag, the treasure light that was originally dyed with yellow clouds immediately followed the flag like a bird throwing into the forest.

But it's not just those precious lights, the dark clouds seem to be wrapped in them.

For a while, the sky was turbulent, and dark clouds of different speeds and slowness even collided with each other, and the purple electric rays that were not common in spring were actually mixed in.

I don't know when, Wan Qingping, who was shocked, finally realized that the robe he was wearing was already rattling at some point, and as time went by, the sleeves swayed more and more violently.

Yes, the wind is blowing......

Half an hour later, Nong Yimeng, who has the reputation of promoting the younger generations, with a faint smile on his face, faced the colorful rainbow after the rain and the sunny weather, climbed the Xuantai and started to talk about Jindan Avenue.

Xuanyin is in his ears, deafening, Wan Qingping is really fascinated by it, and he can't wait to listen to it here for hundreds of years, when his eyes occasionally move to the figure on the stage that seems to be far away, an inexplicable admiration and envy can't help but feel spontaneous: If I have such a day, it is worth dying!

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