"Puppy, get out of here and die!" The sound was like a thunderbolt and exploded for nine days. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Pang Xian's heart jumped, the old bald donkey experienced the fiasco of Mount Tai, and dared to come and shout, what can he rely on?

"The jumping clown rushed to die, but did he forget that the Jade Emperor fled for his life like a lost dog?"

The tip of the needle is against the wheat, and a fierce spark is sparked before they meet.

King Cangjie was angry, he was like a living Buddha outside the Saiwai, his position was respected, and he was worshiped by tens of millions of herdsmen. Monk Baoyue and other talented people of different factions have a lot of magical powers, but they are also respected. Where have you been confronted and suffered from such idleness?

Squinting at it, the monk's face was different, obviously looking at his own joke, and his face became darker and darker. At the moment, I am determined to give a powerful way to the dog thief who doesn't know what to do.

King Kong slammed down, and the earth trembled again and again, but when he saw him pinching the tantric seal in his hand, the big fist of the spittoon suddenly burst into a white flame that was a height of a thousand feet, and thousands of sparks flew one after another. At this time, it was the darkest hour before dawn, and the essence of the light was shining brightly.

The spark is restrained, gathering thousands of "swastika" characters, converging into a dense streamer, forcing towards the king of Duoduo. Suddenly, the wind and water rose, and the wind was fierce, and Baoyue, Wumu Ghost Master and others couldn't stop retreating again and again.

By the time he got his heel, it was already ten feet away. Hui's eyes flashed with spiritual light, and he saw a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, jumping out and entrenched on the head of Yujun Wang Duoduo.

This white tiger is bright and bright, and has a natural charm. The white hair swayed with the air current, bullying the frost and snow, and the divine horse was extremely powerful. Kui, Lou, Guan, Pleiades, Bi, Shen, Mi, the Western Seven Houses dominate the 54 constellations, more than 700 stars are built into the big bones of the white tiger, and the feet are 100 acres of square clouds and wind, and the tiger is vigorous.

"Whew"

There was an earth-shattering roar, the light waves impacted, the grass and trees were destroyed, and countless wind blades visible to the naked eye were criss-crossed, and the mud plough was generally a mess within dozens of miles.

How could the Five Wood Ghost Master and the others have ever seen such a battle, they were dumbfounded and shocked.

However, the Dharma King Cangjie frowned tightly, damn it! Although the old wounds of Taishan Doufa were restored, it was difficult to eradicate the influence after all, and the most hateful thing was that the three thousand disciples were burned to ashes by the earth fire, otherwise the momentum should be a hundred times more intense.

"Uhhhhhh

With a bite on the tip of his tongue and spurting blood, King Cangjie did not hesitate to consume his vitality and tried his best to keep Pang Xian here.

The sparks in the sky are shining, as if shaking off the stars of a day. The brave white tiger was covered with a layer of blood, the wind was fierce, the arrogance was monstrous, and it soared towards the Jiangshen Temple like destroying the world.

At this time, Pang Xian had already sensed that something was wrong, the Western White Tiger Seven Nights were competing to be generous and bright, and the sea of stars was hanging upside down, as if the heavens and the earth were overturned, and the hazy blood color was even more ominous.

Fang wanted to protect his body with the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler, but he couldn't help but be stunned. Even Mount Tai sealed Zen, and the torrent of humane luck could not hide its spirituality, but it was as sticky as lacquer, sluggish and abnormal. This is the Yuanyang ruler that was refined by Pang Xian's sacrifice to the corresponding soul?

Between the lightning and flint, the sleeves of Pang Xian's robe danced, five ancient jade runes jumped out, and the lofty mountains and mountains became a continuous dome of light, directly enveloping more than ten people in it.

"Crackle...... Crackle ......"

The bright starlight and the five-colored light mountain collided suddenly, and the explosion sound in the light was as dense as a pearl, and the smoke burst out. Immediately followed by a thunderbolt of thunder, thousands of fierce fires spread out, turning into countless golden arrows and rains, shooting in all directions, so fierce.

In the five-color dome, the essence and brilliance reflect the confusion and dreams of everyone. Song Wenbao can also say that during this period of time, Pang Xian has been miraculous, and the divine sword Yang Da has been mixed in the rivers and lakes, and he is also a well-known chivalrous man in the Qilu area.

Looking from afar, I saw a hundreds of zhang tall and mighty white tiger, with a five-colored pearl in its mouth, churning and leaping, stirring the air with wind and waves, and the earth ploughed through the deep ravines and ravines. This scene is like a chaotic beast, ravaging the world, the dragon is also like a tiger tail swinging, the earth and water are surging with wind and fire, and all the obstacles swept are turned into ashes.

"Haha!" Seeing that it was difficult for Pang Xian to turn over, King Cangjie couldn't help but be overjoyed. "Dare to go against this seat, today I will definitely want your little dog to die or live. ”

The Five Wood Ghost Master and Monk Baoyue looked embarrassed, this old guy's methods were incredible. I secretly thought in my heart that if I was hostile to him, I was afraid that it would be difficult to hold on for a quarter of an hour. Looking at Pang Xian, who was standing tall in the sparkling wind, I felt extremely admired.

At this time, Pang Xian was like being in a stormy sea, and he was in danger of capsizing at any time. The monk's methods are really terrifying, what kind of magical power is this, what kind of means, it can coerce himself to the point of Si. The ancient treasures and treasures of Tianfu cannot play their due role.

Yinshu wanted to help, but her performance was even more unbearable. The mana is almost out of control, and even the natal gods and demons can't control it freely. In the face of the White Tiger Nakshatra, it is so powerless.

At the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, suddenly a volume of gossip divine pictures floated in, and the divine voice from the sky rumbled, which seemed to contain infinite and wonderful truth. Heaven and earth, wind and thunder, water and volcanoes, endless circulation, the original root of all things slowly revealed, as if opening the heavens and the earth, splitting towards the hundred zhang god tiger.

"Boom!"

The wind swept angrily, and thousands of wind vortices swirled out. The starlight is like a wheel, and it is rushed by the gossip god map, and a wide avenue is opened in time. The clouds on both sides of the strait rolled, the flames surged, and the white tiger Qisu was torn apart.

In the shadow of the fire, an old man can be seen facing the evil nebula, holding a long banner in his hand, and drawing eight arrays on it. The clothes are fluttering, and it looks outstanding, and the bearing is extraordinary.

"Is that you?"

Pang Xian's eyes couldn't suppress the look of shock, how could he be this old liar?

"Hehe!

The old man's eyes were white, and his yellow robe was dirty and old, but at this time, his demeanor was not damaged.

"The white tiger has a chance in his mouth, and he still needs to see my eight array diagrams!"

The white tiger was torn apart by the divine figure, and at first glance it was reunited, rolled on the ground, and rushed up again. The seven stars in the west are shining, and they are still full of energy, and their momentum is not weakened.

"Hmph!" the blind old Taoist snorted coldly, "The star master is in his fate, and he still thinks that he is the master of Zhou Tian?"

Pointing his hand, "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, seals!"

Heaven and earth are positioned, the mountains are ventilated, the thunder and wind are thin, and the water and fire do not shoot each other. The Eight Array Diagram went towards the White Tiger, only rolling it in, as if opening up a small world, and the White Tiger could not escape if he rode the wind and rushed to the thunder and lightning.

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay!"

Seeing the opportunity, Pang Xian was busy running with only mana left, setting up a gust of wind, and holding everyone to find a gap and leave.

"Poof!" The front of the army spurted blood from his mouth, and he fell straight backwards, and the seven orifices were bleeding profusely.

"Damn!" King Cangjie's eyes were cracked, "Who dares to plot against the White Tiger Star Lord and go against the sky, isn't he afraid of heaven's punishment?"

The Wumu Ghost Master shook his head, the fierce black wind howled, and he went straight to the clouds, and he waited to chase after Pang Xian and the others. I was still overjoyed in my heart, and my chance to stand out had arrived.

But he didn't think about it, the blind old man waved the long flag in his hand again and again, and a white gas swept through the air. I didn't see any strength, the ghost master only felt that the mana was suddenly lost, the black wind suddenly dissipated, and his body fell from the cloud involuntarily.

Monk Baoyue knew that it was powerful, and hurriedly stopped. Looking at Pang Xian again, it was already an ethereal immortal, and he was gone. (To be continued.) )