Chapter Eighty-Three: Jaw-dropping

"Alas, that's it?" dumbfounded, the two Fourteen Realm Peak Great Cultivators laughed.

"You two can do it, you two are on it!"

"Group fighting?" Fu Huanjing sword went straight to the sky.

"This is?" the other six Fourteen Realm Great Cultivators wondered.

That kid was transported by the heavenly atmosphere. "The Time and Space Walker Wise Master passed by and wondered.

"I'm a master! Don't get involved in these big guys' affairs! Zi Xuanyang has been waiting for a long time!" said the secret guest Sui Ying with a roll of his eyes.

The wise master no longer pestered and chased after the secret guest in front of him.

The flower and moon appearance, which have all been exhausted by magic and magical powers, were defeated and went to the blessed land of the flower god to recuperate.

No one knows how much pain he suffered.

However, Fu Huanjing, the second Daoist, has stopped!

The wheel battle was the original intention of the ten Fourteen Realm Great Cultivators, and it was also the case.

After all, Fu Huanjing is a fifteen realm great sword cultivator, don't be too confident, be careful of capsizing in the gutter.

Dumbfounded and dumbfounded, he was originally an extrajudicial demon in the Netherworld Ghost Domain, but for some reason he joined forces with the Qing Netherworld and entered the Fourteen Realms.

The huge demon chain of the brake shattered, and the mountains, rivers and land sank the corners of the ghost domain.

Originally, Fu Huanjing thought that the demon clan monk, even if he entered the Fourteen Realms, it was not a blue-faced fang, ugly?

However, the dumbfounding and stammering in front of them, the two demon clan monks were extremely handsome.

is a little skinny, Fu Huanjing is a little bit of a desire to fight.

The two great monks of the Fourteen Realms sacrificed the leaky wind and waterfall rain, an exclusive magic technique.

When Master Yun Boyu saw this situation, he seemed to see his own old ancestor, and he avoided and fled.

"Close!"

The two big demons, looking at each other, merged into one, and actually reversed the way of heaven a little.

Don't underestimate these small changes, don't forget that it's the reincarnation of heaven.

Fu Huan Jingshi went to the atmospheric luck borrowed by the Heavenly Dao, and was exhausted by the two big demons.

"Ming robbery?" Fu Huanjing said as he felt offended.

"Write your name?" said the two demons.

Can the things of the scholars be called stealing? No, no!

In an instant, the luck was in the body, the golden body was towering, and the domineering side leaked!

"Who is this going to be taller than whom?" Fu Huanjing chuckled.

The raincoat of the second Dao soldier instantly became as big as a cover, covering the sky and the sun, which is a bit crazy to be honest.

The small world of the human body was suddenly isolated, and the two big demons suddenly hidden.

If you don't fight, you can't admit defeat?

Fu Huanjing swayed blindly, and also noticed some ripples, isn't he arranging a formation?