The crisp sound of bones cracking, the sound of muscle cracking, and the intense pain hit Yunxiao's mind in waves: hiss--the real ****** is strong enough, Yunxiao is running the nameless Xuangong in the body, the qi and blood are steaming faintly from the top of the head There are all kinds of strange sounds, the white tiger roars and the real dragon dances, and there are more artifacts such as the Zhongding Mirror Tower, and there is a blur, which is a huge semicircular black shadow, exuding a breath of burying the heavens and suppressing everything. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom!

The ladder shook, emitting an inexplicable aura of avenue that enveloped the sky.

The nameless Xuan Gong operated, and the broken places in Yunxiao's body immediately began to exude vitality, and countless broken tiny "singularities" began to recover, and even spiral-shaped stairs were opened and then reorganized, allowing these "singularities" to be reorganized It became more powerful, and the nicks began to revive, which was the operation route of the nameless exercises naturally generated in Yunxiao's body, which was cut off, and at this moment it was reborn, becoming more profound, as if it was all imprinted into the bone marrow, in every drop of blood in the internal organs, and even in the clouds and the sea, and the eyebrows and ancestors were burned into it.

Boom!

Yunxiao stood on the edge of the ladder, his hair fluttering, his broken robe was mottled with blood, his body was scorched, his body trembled, and his body exuded a huge sound, like a blacksmith pounding a tool embryo quickly, which was terrifying to listen to;

The skin cracked, first the skull, the whole in the middle of the top of the head, and then—with a bang—it burst open, revealing the new skin below, and then the limbs of the body, and even the fragments of blood and bones were expelled from the pores;

Buzz!

The sound stopped, the sky treasure body glowed, the bones clanged, the inner house hummed, the long black hair raged without wind, and the eyes were as dark as the deep night sky.

Whew!

Yunxiao sighed, slowly opened his eyes, like two cold stars exploded: it is worthy of the ladder of heaven, it actually contains such a creation, Yunxiao said to himself, this is not the first time Yunxiao has experienced; he has experienced it three times, and each time Yunxiao is in danger of dying; however, he has also obtained a great transformation, and his cultivation has climbed from the tenth layer of the mortal realm all the way to the second layer of the Dao Fan Realm, and his physical body is dozens of times that of before; Yunxiao has a feeling that he can now shatter a mountain with one punch, and his physical body is incredible.

As soon as Yunxiao clenched his fist, the air emitted a piercing sonic boom: Whew! This is the feeling, Yunxiao was a little intoxicated, thinking of the scene he saw in the Nine Secluded Land, the feeling of Yunxiao's intoxication disappeared immediately, and that scene seemed to be vivid.

Looking up at the ladder deep into the clouds: I want to be stronger, I can be stronger, this is definitely not my limit, I still have to break through;

Kill!

At this moment, the Hundred Broken Mountain is gone, and there is only a stone staircase that goes deep into the ethereal place.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the monks who had nowhere to vent their anger, and the guys who fished in troubled waters rushed to kill Xiang Huowu and others.

The black tiger was a little bloody, and his right hand made a motion to wipe his neck between his neck, obviously he was asking for the opinion of the great wise man.

We retreat, there is no need to engage in a melee, and we have chosen a physically strong one to climb the ladder of heaven! The great wise man flashed his ghost-like eyes.

The black tiger did not hesitate to set out immediately.

Kill!

Human nature has long been selectively thrown into the backwater by human beings in the passage of time, and the tyranny and bloodthirstiness hidden in the bones are vividly expressed; tens of thousands of monks have hideous faces as if they have gone mad; but the strange thing is that none of them are monks of great power.

"What are we going to do? The situation is obviously wrong--someone may be making a move in the shadows!" Fire Dance turned in the palm of the fire dragon flute, swinging out a layer of flame-like air cover.

"Hmph! What else can I do, one word--kill--! Since they have chosen to fall, then they have to pay the price for it!" Xuanyuan Jian's face is extremely cold! It is worthy of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, who was known for killing and killing the emperor in ancient times, and there was a natural killing spirit in his bones.

"Oh Mituo Buddha-!" The strange Buddha name, after the monk, suddenly stood up a strangely dressed head, this head was wearing gray cloth rags, wearing a patched monk's hat, an orange-yellow gourd hanging from his waist, and his right hand was actually holding a huge pig's leg, which was steaming with aroma; just the aroma caused people's blood to boil. He didn't look very old, just crazy.

"Monk Xuan, why are you here?" asked Monk Xuankong.

The monk is very famous among the ancient relics, not only because he behaves strangely, but also does not abide by the rules and precepts of Buddhism; but also because he is almost invincible in his generation, which can be said to be the existence of invincible opponents of the same generation; but this is such a person who is not liked by the Buddhas, thinking that the monk is the evil reincarnation of the ancient Buddha, and wants to destroy the Buddhism.

Therefore, all kinds of suppression, fortunately, the monk Xuan Gong is high, and it is a rare martial arts wizard, several adventures, each time he escaped and greatly improved, until that time the monk disappeared in the ancient world, the ancient world is a piece of land sealed by the power of the predecessors of the ancient relics, and it is rumored that it still retains the appearance of ancient times.

Unexpectedly, the monk actually appeared here, and Xuankong and other Buddhist disciples were very surprised.

The monk laughed and took a bite of the pork leg meat, poof, and spit out a bone, knocking out a hole the size of a human head in the earth under Xuankong's feet, so that Xuankong's feet could not be broken.

-- Bah! Garbage -- The monk wiped the grease on his hands.

"You-you! Don't think you're so powerful, if it weren't for the fact that you were in the same place as the Buddha, you would have been sent to hell a long time ago!" Xuankong's face was hideous, and he didn't have the usual smile at all.

Kill!

Xuankong was furious, just a monk killed the Tao, and immediately pulled out a convenient chain to eradicate the past, one is to vent, the other is still to vent, the Buddha has the side of the Ming King, and the anger is to burn the world; the old monk is definitely a set.

Boom!

The treasure shovel is in the sky, one side is like a crescent moon in the sky, and the other side is like a huge knife, to kill the world.

Kill!

Xuankong was angry, and the whole person turned into an angry-eyed King Kong, he **** half an arm, obliquely draped in a scarlet robe, as if he was born in hell.