Chapter 729: Our Lady of the Golden Spirit

The supernatant thunder method is broken, the sky is bright, and the sun seems to be more dazzling and scorching.

There was a moment of confusion in Wen Zhong's eyes, followed by a surging anger, igniting a raging rage.

Anger hits the heart of the Dao, and anger burns Qingming.

Wen Zhong's fists were like a dragon going out to sea to hit Yun Zhongzi, Yun Zhongzi shook his head gently, there was one more fan in his hand, five kinds of feathers, and one fan out of seven kinds of flames, Wen Zhong Fist Gang and the flame torrent met, and the fist dispersed silently, along with the five birds and seven fire fans in Yun Zhongzi's hand.

This fan is not genuine and can only be fanned...... One fan.

"It's ok. ”

This is Yun Zhongzi's evaluation of his work.

It's okay, it's not satisfactory, but Wen Zhong was avoided by a fan, and Wen Zhong fell into the Jedi of Juelong Ridge.

Yun Zhongzi raised his hand, and eight pillars of divine fire rose up, like eight pillars of cannon-branded red fire, the whole body was red, Wen Zhong was imprisoned in a divine fire domain, and his body was burning, but his calamity was a fire tribulation.

On the coast of the East China Sea, the Yellow Dragon drew water and trapped the Holy Mother of Jinling.

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling has a four-elephant tower on her head, the dragon and tiger are beating as you wish, and the water dragons with flying scales and claws are constantly killed, and the water dragons are broken, and a majestic rain falls, the corners of the mouth of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling are tight, the face is like frost, and a pair of bright eyes are even more cold and terrible.

She opened a waterway all the way to the west, very slowly, and all the way to the west.

Huanglong continuously absorbs the water of the East China Sea, turns the dragon into a formation, and traps the Holy Mother of Jin Ling, which is the benefit of the water of the East China Sea, Huanglong also feels powerless, and the pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

Compared to the twelve golden immortals, neither qualifications nor heels are on the same side.

Even if Huang Long is brave and diligent in this retreat, he is not as good as the fruits of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother's nearly 20,000 years of penance.

Grinding out the spirit is not the truth of a sentence, but the unremitting cold and heat for thousands of years, working hard day and night.

Even if Heaven does not reward hard work, it cannot be ignored for the effort, because this is not a godsend, but self-improvement, which is the most tangible thing.

"Huanglong, you really want to stop me!"

The first time Our Lady of the Golden Spirit spoke, she was disdainful before, but now the situation is urgent and urgent.

Huang Long snorted.

He wanted to say that the master's fate was difficult to disobey, but Yuding asked him to come out and talk less.

Because he is anxious and nervous, he will tell the truth, and to be honest, there are not many people who like to listen, and it is easy to offend people.

So, he just said a um, stuffy head.

Our Lady of Jin Ling was angry and angry, and Our Lady of Jin Ling said sharply: "If Wen Zhong dies because of you today, not only will I not let you go, but the violinist will not let you go." ”

Huang Long's hand shook, pinched the wrong trick, the water dragon's reaction slowed down, the water dragon array appeared stagnant, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother Dragon and Tiger Ruyi hit the power of the dragon and tiger, and the seven-spice car under his feet turned away, leaving Huang Long with an unreachable back.

Huang Long slapped his thigh, hurriedly chasing, how to catch up with the Holy Mother of Jin Ling who was riding in the Qixiang car, Huang Long's face showed a look of contempt, and he glanced in the direction of Song City, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Long's careful thinking was only known to him.

The yellow dragon flicked his sleeves, and the water dragons returned to the sea, from where and where to go.

Huang Long returned to the Magu Cave of Erxian Mountain, he didn't dare to see Yuan Shi Tianzun now, he was very cowardly, generally Yuan Shi Tianzun was not called, he didn't dare to see it.

Yuding, who has been paying attention to this side, hooked the corners of his mouth, and I don't know whether he smiled or smoked.