One palm for one punch, a simple confrontation, showing in front of the demon and the man, is the most magnificent front of the monastic, destroying the mountains and the sea, and the sky is dark.

It is a battle that can represent this prosperous era, which will go down in history, and this news cannot be hidden, it will fly all over the sky and spread far and wide.

Pang Bai is full of inspiration, his hand speed is fast, and the silver brushstrokes slide out of the streamer, on the golden paper, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the clouds and water, and the wind becomes the wind.

"It's good to come! It's good to come! The north has ushered in fresh blood!" Pang Bai was amazingly imposing, concentrated, devoted himself to his own career, like a demon, he worked hard to write, kept talking, and laughed from time to time, and the monks around him looked strange and quietly stayed away.

He has a hunch that Wang Datang's popularity will endure for a long time, and this day-to-day development is too exciting to parry at all, and now, the big man will also look sideways!

It's luck to think about it! Traveling on a business trip, delaying here, but I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! God is destined, the big news will fall on him, and if he sells the news in the future, he can blatantly increase the price!

The aftermath of the battle took a long time to disperse, and the mountains within a range of miles were already a mess, and the previous hills turned flat and collapsed into deep pits.

The monstrous event, they are witnesses, it makes people excited to think about it, the power of the sect in the red land, those in power secretly observe their disciples, there is a strange light in their eyes, it is fascinating, like looking at the target, some second ancestors, usually in the sect is used to being powerful, whether it is a teenager or a young man, at this time, he also lowered his head, as if he was reflecting on himself, the prodigal son did not change his money, it was rare and valuable.

The age of that man and beast is the same as them, or even younger, but the strength is so perverted and powerful, far surpassing, it is not an exaggeration to change the world.

Just this one, this trip is enough, this group of infected disciples will be of higher quality, and for the sect, it is a guarantee that it will not decay in the future.

At the same time, some people are amazed at how much strength these two perverts have exerted, and if they go all out, how powerful it will be.

Will they be directly shattered by the aftermath at the beginning? They are separated by miles away, and they are protected by those in power, and now, their bodies ache, like chapped pain, as if they have a knife carved into their bodies, and their spirits and souls are also systems, as if they are pierced by countless golden needles, and their ears are deaf, and their eyes seem to be blind.

Dayan Shengzi Shen Yun is handsome, wearing plain white light clothes, the silk threads are like moonlight, he is as bright as the moon, his clothes are dancing lightly, his slender body stands in this blessed land, the breath is not revealed, like a jade cup flowing into the mortal dust, it is still brilliant.

Quietly staring at Meow Jiu, slightly bowing his head, his eyes were sparkling, like the ancient sea, vast, rippling blue waves, endless, flying waves and sand, and there were pearls left in the sea.

"Rubai, come back. Quietly, the Holy Son of Dayan slowly spoke, like a celestial sound, with a special rhythm, as if he had touched the Great Dao.

The words were soft, like a breeze blowing, the moonlight was sprinkled, and the voice seemed to heal the dark places in everyone's hearts, giving people a sense of intimacy, but maintaining a distance, making people alienated, like covered with a thin veil, hazy and ethereal.

"But ......" Liu Rubai still wanted to say something, her eyes were unwilling, and she glared at Meow Jiu angrily, but she was supported by a gentle force.

"Between you and me, it doesn't need to be like this. The Holy Son of Dayan said, "You can't stop the thunder, and you can also see that this Taoist friend has always left a spare hand." Dayan Shengzi said lightly, if he was otherworldly, his eyes were shining, but he kept looking at Meow Jiu.

"As a servant of my master, it is really in vain to let my master deliver. Liu Rubai responded, suddenly reacted, no wonder the decree flew into the sky, releasing the light of the glow, very moved, and sincerely frightened, expressing remorse for himself, since the inscription.

"After going out for a long time, come back soon, you need to practice, a lot of precipitation, this great era, you can't lag behind, what your body portrays is the gift of heaven and earth. "The Holy Son of Dayan is obviously only twenty years old, but he seems to have been practicing all the way for hundreds of years, and his understanding of the Tao is also terrifying.

This group of them is destined to go further, not only their own qualifications, Dao foundation, cultivation resources, chance creation, supernatural powers, scriptures and scriptures, they are not lacking, they will go away quickly along the way of cultivation, it is the dazzling flowers that bloom in this era.

Just like the Holy Son of Dayan, since he was a child, he has been accompanied by the "Initiation Tao Sutra", which is a compulsory course for practice, and has been deeply studied until now, and there is also the existence of the meritorious staff who compiled this Taoist canon, and personally preached the Dharma and the Tao, which is a rare honor, comparable to exploring the supreme Taoist treasure.

This makes his every move seem to be in line with nature, bathed in a special Taoist rhyme, making him like a Taoist in the dust, possessed by a god king.

"Understood!" Liu Rubai put on his clothes and buckled up his battle armor, as if he had resealed, and the portrayal of the evil beast gradually appeared on the chest armor, and on the tiger's body, it seemed to be covered with evil energy, and it was also turned into a stomach.

At this time, the skull armor god horse, this is slowly approaching.

"Since I was born, I have been lacking a partner by my side, since you were born, would you like to be by my side?"

"Don't do it!" Meow Jiu didn't think about it, so he refused, I'm a cat like me, I grew up in the mountains, I have been in and out of the fairyland, and I've seen all kinds of big scenes, is it you who you say you want to raise? Hmph~! Another person who covets the master, wants me to be a war beast?

"yes, that's a shame. The Holy Son of Dayan unconsciously revealed a trace of regret, what he looked for was not Meow Jiu's cuteness, but strength, which would promote his growth, become stronger and stronger, and undergo transformation.

After a short fight, he could feel the strength of Meow Jiu Daoji, the strength of the strength, the background is very extraordinary, he carefully observed, Meow Jiu is suspected of that family, although the color of the hair is different, but the appearance and qualifications, and that family is simply the same as a hair, the same.

Before he was born, he went through many secret scriptures and scriptures in the scriptures of the Great Yan Pure Land, and there was no lack of Liao Liao Wuji's solitary book that had undergone vicissitudes of life and been preserved for countless years, which was very precious and dabbled in a lot, among which there were the ten thousand worlds of cute things, the clan had a long history, and its source was difficult to explore and trace, and it seemed to have a great origin.

If you are not born, you will be born, and once you are born, it represents a great event, and you have experienced it in the world, and you are the leading creatures of that era.

The last remaining sign was with an ancient emperor as a companion.

"Is it really the reflection of this life...... Destiny ...... the Ninety-One Clan" Dayan Holy Son recalled, a vague and hazy light wheel rose from the back of his head, and he couldn't help but whisper.

And so, the name was blurted out, and a hurricane whistled through the monks present, each of whom throbbed and his eyes shrunk.

Fate nine, fate nine, this fierce little tiger cub named Wang Da Tang is really fate nine!

seems to have been officially certified, more and more demons and people, thinking that Meow Nine is the legendary life nine, and deeply believe in it, so, in their hearts, they believe that Meow Nine is the life nine, but the orange life nine born in this great era.

"Big Orange Daoist, if you have the opportunity, I look forward to sitting down with you. The figure of the Great Yan Holy Son gradually became blurred, the light gate gradually dispersed, turning into a brilliant light, shining a little bit, like rain, the decree fell, the jade light was dim, and there were cracks on it.

"That's fine. Meow Jiu responded.

Liu Rubai took the decree with one hand, put it away, and took a deep look at Meow Jiu, this time the situation was completely because of his own actions, he thought so, and had nothing to say, and summoned the bone armor god horse who was still cowering, a generation of fierce beasts, and he was really afraid of Meow Jiu.

Liu Rubai stepped on the dim chariot of divine brilliance, stepped on the sky, the wind and thunder rolled, the roar continued, scattered from the sky, echoing in the heaven and earth.

So, all the eyes of the present fell on Meow Jiu's body, although the process was very distorted, but this goal was still achieved, right?

"Meow ha...... Ahem...... Ha ha...... Isn't this very promising!" Meow Jiu forked his waist and stood in the air, just laughing, no one could understand it anyway, it was very presumptuous, and he accidentally laughed, Zixia Dongtian looked at it with a shallow smile, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, this is the life of the Ninety-One Clan! Although it is cute, its combat power is against the sky, and its qualifications are extraordinary.

Legend has it that this clan once went to the sea to catch kun, went to heaven and passed the phoenix, and lived for nine lives, that is, there were nine lives, and one life was stronger than the other, and it was rumored that after living through those nine lives, they would come into contact with unimaginable realms, which may be the ultimate of cultivation.

Meow Jiu combed his hair in front of the public, and his gaze was too much, so he changed his direction and turned his back to the audience.

“...... Fighting with the Holy Son of Dayan, its light is very bright, not weak, Wang Dacheng, the fate of the legend nine!" Pang Bai brushed down the last sentence, raised his eyes to look at Meow Jiu, invisibly, there is a storm gathering, Meow Jiu is the eye of the wind!

"Next, you have to find out where I am?" Meow Jiu muttered, turned around, back and forth, glanced left and right, and found that he didn't know any of them except for a few women.

Immediately, with a sigh, he struggled, and walked in the direction of Zixia Cave Heaven in the surprised, surprised, and complicated sight of many monks.

Falling in front of the Zixia Cave Heaven, Li Xiaoxiao was still a little stunned, and Meow Jiu is divine thought said: "Xiaoxiao......! The next moment, he was held tightly in Vier's arms, and then he was in the midst of suffering.

Looking at the Yingge Yanyu, the lively Zixia Cave Heaven, there was more envy in his eyes, and even jealousy, most of them came from some female cultivators, that was the ninth life!