At this time, it didn't matter what the treasure of the golden pill was, the other party's two-headed and four-armed people were not ghosts or ghosts, and the black aura around the two of them was enveloped.

is a beautiful woman with Jiaoben, and Mao Zhenhuang, who looks disgusting now, just wants to vomit.

And the other party's two identical heads swelled in the middle.

The third head!

And the other party's four arms are still swollen under the ribs, and the tattered clothes are propped up into tattered strips and hung on their chests, and a pair of crispy xiong loom and is not beautiful.

"Hiss~~~~ Crazy woman, you dare to swallow this kind of thing!" Mao Zhenhuang endured the feeling of nausea and retreated, raised his eyes and looked at the gossip cloud Xupa, grabbed a handful of Xuanjing in his hand, gritted his teeth and was ruthless, when he read the words in his mouth, the gossip cloud Xupai on his head instantly burst into glory, and Mao Zhenhuang's face instantly rose into flush, and his hair directly broke through the bun, upside down into the sky, and his body was even more earthy yellow and blooming.

It's crazy to be with you!

The other party is disgusting and disgusting, but the momentum around him almost overturned the gossip cloud void pa, where does Mao Zhenhuang not know the strength of the other party.

And the fat man thought that he was strong enough, who would have thought that this biaozi would not play cards according to the routine at all!

"Stinky! ”

Mao Zhenhuang's eyes were red, and his hands were stacked with complicated handprints and directly printed on the gossip cloud Xupa, and then his short hand grabbed from his chest and threw it towards Xiangsuijiao, who was already a little beastly, and fell to the ground in an instant with his heavy fat body.

Boom!

More than 200 catties of big fat almost didn't smash the ground out of a pit, but fortunately there were more green plants below, just a bunch of rotten leaves and dead branches.

"Wow~~~~"

Eight in a row!

When Mao Zhenhuang's ears were deaf, the already gloomy sky seemed to have a burst of "yellow dumplings", and eight hideous mountain yellow turban wrestlers fell to the ground, and there was only a "yellow sky" in the eyes of Xiang Jiaojiao at this time!

"Eight big men will send you to the Yellow Spring. ”

Mao Zhenhuang snorted coldly at Xiang Suijiao with his eyes, there is such a thing as a Jindan old monster, don't say that you are Suijiao, even Weiqiu is standing in front of him, and he Mao Zhenhuang dares to cross his waist to speak.

That's confidence!

"Dead Fat ........."

Boom!

didn't allow the appearance to follow the swear words in Jiao's mouth, and the eight yellow turban wrestlers holding the pillar of fire of the dragon were hammered with big sticks.

Knock knock!!!

Eight sounds in a row accompanied by earth-shattering sounds of earth and rocks flying, where can Mao Zhenhuang still hear what this stinky girl is spitting out of her mouth, and she only feels that her heart is almost not hammered out by these eight yellow turban wrestlers.

Touching his heart, looking at the distorted world that had been smoked by the eight yellow turban wrestlers, Mao Zhenhuang jumped to his feet and glanced at the dust and mist.

Didn't see anything!

"It's supposed to be fucking dead, right?"

In such a formation, the other party is not dying, but Mao Zhenhuang has to re-examine the other party.

"Hey, these eight big men can be rough or hard?" Mao Zhenhuang didn't dare to step forward, and yelled at the inside.

It's a human spirit!

I'm afraid that this woman will give him Mao Zhenhuang to play yin.

"Mao is really yellow!ah~~~~~"

There was only a crazy exhaustion echoing Mao Zhenhuang's question, which showed what kind of mood the eight yellow turban wrestlers with big iron sticks were in at this time.

Hands tore this dead fat man's heart, absolutely there!

"Eight fierce men can't die, stinky girl, you're awesome!" Mao Zhenhuang heard the roar of the beast that followed Jiaojiao, and instantly jumped to his feet, and pressed down with his big hand.

"Dead fatty, don't fall into my hands, the old lady wants to feed the maggots with the fat meat of your body~~~~"

It's harsh!

Not to mention the lively people who are staring at the eyeballs nearby, it is estimated that the people who are building mountains in this place at this time are looking sideways at this end.

Mao Zhenhuang buttoned his ears, and didn't bother to take care of this stinky girl, and pointed to the smoke: "Left!"

Rumble!

The eight big sticks in the hands of the Yellow Turban Lux obeyed his fate, and instantly smashed the place pointed by Mao Zhenhuang into a burst of earth and rocks.

Of course, there was also a three-headed, six-armed, two-tailed beast with a pair of huge breasts that was smashed away.

"I thought you were climbing on the back of the real back, and a few months ago I really scared my grandfather and me enough, but since you want to climb up like me, hehe~ Enjoy it!"

Looking at the smashing and flying companion, Mao Zhenhuang sneered, thinking that since there was only one way to go to this gold mountain, he Mao Zhenhuang did not have the slightest fear.

And he tortured Xiangsuijiao, a stinky girl, on this road, and it is estimated that the surname on the mountain will not be able to let out a fart.

This is the rule of the immortal cultivation world!

If you really have to go up this mountaineering road, it means that their group of people who go up the mountain are the protagonists.

How to play the protagonist, as long as the supporting role is watched, there is no right to speak!

"Mao Zhenhuang, do you think two Jindan heavy treasures can kill me?"

"You have the right to struggle!" Mao Zhenhuang watched the other party hold up eight flour silk and rush left and right under the eight "strong men", but he couldn't escape the fact that he was ravaged by his crotch, and he was joking at this evil woman.

Today, he Mao Zhenhuang can be regarded as regaining some confidence in this woman.

"I see how long you can hold up the two Jindan Heavy Treasures!" Listening to the other party's ridicule, Xiang Suijiao grabbed a large handful of Xuanjing and sucked it into ashes in an instant, and wanted to rely on his own observation of the space Dao to rush out of this lore Tianyu, but the other party's two Jindan Heavy Treasures had already sealed the eight directions.

Escaping is definitely a luxury for her now!

And all she can do is drag it!

The consumption of two Jindan heavy treasures........

"Hehe~~~ I'm starting to like you, Xiang Da Hong, do you know what I like about you?" Mao Zhenhuang looked down at the earth where the earth was spiritually lost, and looked up at Xiang Suijiao, who was still struggling to support, and said another mockery.

The Tao is a good thing!

Something that fascinates all cultivators in the world.

To build a foundation to Jindan, a complete path is needed, and from Jindan to the gods, it is necessary to have ninety-nine eighty-one rules.

Where in the world are there so many rules?

Word!

This is the easiest way, but even if it is such the easiest road, I don't know how many foundation building monks have died.

Looking at the Taoist book that Wang Dongzhen of the Guanlou Sect got for him and still needs to be returned, he knows how valuable this thing is, and in Huayang Tianzong, this kind of thing is installed in the house.

This may be the biggest difference between the world's great sects and the cultivation families and scattered cultivators!

There is a Tao, and there are more Taoists before there can be an overhaul, and there is no Tao, a fart overhaul, and a sentence of praise for your cultivation family is a boast.

Xiang Suijiao didn't reply to his words.

Fart likes, she doesn't know that the other party's favorite is her corpse, and she looks at Mao Zhenhuang's squinting smile and feels that it is not funny.

Laughing, she panicked!

In less than three breaths, Xiang Suijiao occasionally glanced down at the earth, and instantly knew where Mao Zhenhuang came from with confidence and ridicule of her.

"You've watched the sermon!"

Xiang Suijiao's face was full of disbelief, and Mao Zhenhuang was a roar.

The fire disc dragon pillar in the hands of the eight yellow turban wrestlers smashed the earth ten zhang, but the ten zhang land was all gravel!

This is a place full of greenery, and how can such a place grow ten feet of gravel and sand?

Don't even think about it, someone must have drained all the earth spirit qi in this area!

The other party has not only watched the local Tao, but also realized, thinking about this, looking at the eight yellow turban wrestlers above his head, Xiang Suijiao instantly felt a sense of despair.

The dead fat man in front of him may not be able to exert one-twelfth of the power of these two golden pill treasures, but the ability of the other party to transform the earth and replenish the void has made him invincible.

"Miss Xiang, to be honest, if I had your old man, I would have entered Huayang Heavenly Sect fifteen years ago. ”

Looking at the dying and struggling Xiangjiao, Mao Zhenhuang turned his head and glanced at the "high mountain" she was building, fifteen years earlier in Huayang Tianzong, Yonghezi, who was still farting, his Mao Zhenhuang's name is the existence that is looked up to.

But there are no ifs!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, he struggled to dodge left and right, and finally failed to hold the group wheel of the eight yellow turban wrestlers, and was directly pulled back to the center by one of the yellow turban wrestlers, and then instantly greeted the opponent's "beast body" with the ups and downs of countless big sticks.

Don't look at it!

Mao Zhenhuang knew that this woman had followed in the footsteps of Kang Weiran's demon cultivation in his hands.

But Mao Zhenhuang still felt uneasy, and it took half an hour for eight golden wrestlers with big iron sticks to stop these eight thoughtless giants, but at this time, his crazy actions had already frightened the people around him, including the red boy named Zhang Gouwa!

Mao Zhen Huang Yin turned his head with his eyelids and smiled at the little kid who wanted to eat his meat, and the directly frightened red boy began to run wildly, not even wanting the stone foundation that he had built for a long time.

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the other party's figure, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, and after pondering for a moment, he turned his head and glanced at the bottom of the big pit smashed by the golden wrestler.

Nothing!

Xiang Suijiao is "dead".

But it is better to say that the other party's figure in this illusory world was shattered by him.

The red shadow that appeared again after he wiped his neck was an example, and it seemed that Huayang Heavenly Sect did not intend to let their sect's mountaineering path die.

But this is by no means good news for Mao Zhenhuang, in a time that can best kill this stinky girl, it is not ordinary to miss the opportunity again, and it is not ordinary to kill her with Jiaojiao.

This woman and Tianqing Sect Zuo Zhen definitely have a fight, they are all wolves, he Mao Zhenhuang is not "sick", if there is really that kind of situation, he will definitely be bitten to death.

"This is what you Huayang Heavenly Sect wants to see!"

Mao Zhenhuang raised his eyes and glanced at the blue sky, and he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were on him at this time, but at least the surname of the real head couldn't run.

Bowing his head and shaking his head, Mao Zhenhuang looked at the half of the mountain that followed Jiao Lei again, and there was immediately a trace of eagerness in his eyes!