“The Rumble—”

A pagoda-shaped magic weapon came, accompanied by a earth-shattering loud noise, a peak was blocked and collapsed, resulting in a large area of landslides, large areas of earth as a torrent like a torrent, along the way will be buried several mountains.

Long before the peak collapse, an electric light has flashed from the air, Yang Ling is afraid to look at the pagoda-shaped magic weapon flying back to the sky behind, jumping to the feet scolding: "What is not eye-opening dare to attack your Lord Yang is not finished, there is the ability to come out, what is the end of the Tibetan head?" 」

Yang Ling said before he finished, he felt that the void around his body began to solidify, his heart darkly said a bad, hand in hand, a spear formed entirely by the thunder appeared in his palm, only to see him holding the thunder spear in front of his body, a dark and light space portal was opened, Yang Ting did not dare to stay, plunged into the portal disappeared.

Almost at the moment when Yang Ling had just left, he had just stopped over the place where he had just stopped, and the former pagoda suddenly appeared in the middle of the sky, and then the void under the pagoda began to solidify like glazed, and then there was a cracking of the road.

However, because Yang Ting left when he was not allowed to leave, the pagoda hit finally failed, and the magic weapon's power finally converged, and the rare void that was about to be suppressed eventually recovered.

Over the originally collapsed mountain, an old man with two eyebrows appeared there, dragging an octagonal glazed pagoda in his hand, looking at the direction of Yang Ling's disappearance, even if he saw a silver bell from his sleeve.

“The bell—”

With a crisp bell ringing, a burst of invisible empty ripples, and the distant landscape seemed to be distorted.

A hundred miles away in the void shook, only to hear a shout, Yang Ting's body from the middle of the sky suddenly appeared and fell.

"A small repair in the district that first entered the Great Luo Wonderland, actually wanted to escape the old man's palm!"

The white-browed old man sneered, took the bell in his hand, and waved a burst of empty ripples to a hundred miles away, making it difficult for Yang Ting's body to stabilize in the middle of the air, let alone thinking of escaping.

At the same time, only to see the white-browed old man step out a few steps out, the foot of the void continues to condense, dozens of miles of distance in the blink of an eye has been crossed, and when it appears again, it has come to Yang Ting's near.

"The old man is not interested in knowing your identity, and now he gives you two ways, the first one is suppressed by the old man in the pagoda in his hand, until you will enter the rich world after all the experience is revealed; the second is to let go of the spirit, let the old man plant the spirit of the god, and then for the old man to use, after the rich disintegration, the old man may let you free!"

The pagoda rose again, surrounded by the void was already under his control, the silver and white bells in his hand were ready to start, and the white-brow old man's self-cultivation was now in control, and the eyes of Yang Ting, who were not far away, were full of giving.

“Old man, are you sure you’re eating your old man now?”

Yang Xiao was the white-browed old man's high tone is not light, he is now really afraid to move under the old man's eyes, can only lose people do not lose in general in the verbal to ask for some cheap, but the eyes are still from time to time looking at their heads over their heads, for fear of each other's anger, the top of the tower covered down.

The white-browed old man smiled and said, "Your excellency's thunderous art is indeed extraordinary, I think it must be the practice of the spirit of the spirit, and the final return is worse, the old man is the great "three flowers gathered the top" of the big Luo peak monk, and several magic treasures in your hand are restrained to you, you can't escape in the old man's hand!"

Speaking of this, the white-browed old man's tone was slightly stopped, and then the tone turned cold: "In fact, if the old man did not enter the rich world this time without help, your excellency really felt that it would be your own ability to be able to turn in the old man's hand next week?"

Yang Xiao heard a sudden face and smiled in an achond, “So you are still merciless, you Master Yang should thank you?”

“Exactly!”

The white-browed old man is right: Your excellency should understand now that there is only one way to die if you fight again!Now you are under the old man's hands, and you can save a life!"

Yang Xiao’s voice was full of strangeness, and looking at him was as if he were looking at a dead man.

The white-browed old man frowned and said, "The old man is very unhappy with your eyes, perhaps the old man should take your pair of tricks off!"

When he spoke, he saw the old man with the white eyebrows reaching out to Yang Ting, and the two bulge light had already arrived in the air and dug up on the eyes of Yang Ting.

Yang Xiao's body is limited by the octagonal glazed tower, and the speed of dodging is extremely slow, and it is almost impossible to avoid the two glare in this situation.

Looking at his eyes, his eyes were not guaranteed, and Yang Ling shouted in fright: "If you don't come out again, Laozi will become blind!"

In fact, without waiting for Yang Ting's words, a green root musty has punctured the void that was imprisoned by the white-browed old man, and appeared in the place where Yang Ting did not want to be.

"Friends of the Tao, good or bad is also a great fairyland, please take care of your identity, where is the ghost crying wolf howling there is a glimmer of the atmosphere of the big Luo Xianzun?"

The sound of the joke sounded, and Yang Hua's body had flashed out from the empty passage opened by the virtual root of the world.

As soon as he appeared, Yang Hua had already sensed the power of confinement in the surrounding void, looked up at the octagonal glazed glazed tower suspended overhead, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he saw that he was holding the seven treasure trees in the direction of the glazed tower.

Although the octagonal glazed pagoda and the seven treasures of the wonderful tree are generally the lower fairy, but this pagoda is a space-type heavy magic weapon, and it is extremely difficult for the seven treasures to brush this magic treasure at once.

But even so, Yang Hua brushed down at once, and also brushed the glazed pagoda in the middle of the sky as if the next moment was about to fall, and the original confinement of the void was also released.

Yang Ling sacrificed the spear of thunder in the first time, and flew the two paths to his two-purpose glimmer, but it turned out to be two pecked finches.

“You still have a helper!”

The white-browed old man's eyebrows were wrinkled, and the divine knowledge was instantly spread out around him, but no one else was found except the two in front of him.

"Even if it is two people, it is only two monks who are first entering the Da Luo Land, and although it takes some effort, it is also good to receive the two Da Luo's hands."

Although things are beyond the expectations of the white-eyed old man, he still has absolute confidence in himself.

But before the suppression of the extremely sad Yang Ting heart unusually buckled, and then heard the white-browed old man such arrogant words, can no longer hold the fire in his heart, scolded: "Old man, you think you are!"

The voice did not fall, a purple-gold thunder light has burst out of Yang Ting's eyes, and Yang Hua wants to stop it.

The wisp of light that looked at the slender thunder, and in the moment when it appeared, it had already torn the void in front of him and went straight to the face of the old man with the white eyebrows.

But the white-browed old man was equally extraordinary, and in the moment when Yang Ting's hand was shot, the silver and white bells in his hand had already rang, and the layers of empty corrugations formed a space fold with the shaking of the bell, trying to consume this purple-gold thunder light in the middle.

However, instead of slowing down the purple gold thunder, the speed of the purple gold thunder light began to melt on its own when it touched the thunder.

“The chaos!”

The white-browed old man screamed, hurriedly retreated, but at the same time, he saw the original fairy rise above his head, forming a three-flowered top-of-the-line Fa, in which a purple light haunted, but at this time like a waterfall, it collided with the purple gold thunder.

There was no sound in the void, but where the two gods met, they began to annihilate each other, and the void around them was almost transformed into chaos in silence, whether it was Yang Ting and Yang Hua, or the white-browed old man on the other side, the three of them flew back in the same way, for fear of being affected by the aftershocks of the two gods.

“This old man has a chaos spirit!”

Yang Ling's face was full of unexpected cries, but it seemed that there was not much fear, while avoiding the two gods and the aftermath, they were separated from Yang Hua, and it looked like they were going to roundabout the past to surround the white-brow old man.

Chaos is not invincible, but now this road can be purely on the level of magic and the thunder of the purple god, of course, only the same as the chaos of the fairy magic.

At this time, the white-browed old man seems to have realized something, whether it is Yang Ting or Yang Hua, although both are only the strength of the early stage of the Luojian, the strength and tacit understanding displayed in the Dora Fa, but let him have a very good foreboding, until the chaos of the gods and spirits appear, so that his premonition is more intense.

Even if the two of them join forces, it may not be his opponent, but these two people do not seem to be afraid of him!

He even perceived that the two were already perceiving the aftermath of the two chaotic gods, and it seemed that they wanted to work together to copy him.

Where do you both feel confident?

At this time, the white-browed old man has regained control of the octagonal glazed tower of the arteital of the life weapon in his hands, and in the case of not knowing the other party's intentions, he will hang the magic weapon over his head to protect himself, and let himself stand invincible first.

But in this moment, the white-browed old man's consciousness suddenly caught the abnormal fluctuation from the void behind him, and turned around in a hurry under the great change of face, but he saw that a green root was retracting from the void, but there was no sign at all in advance, but in the same place, a monk in the early days of Da Luo appeared again, it was Yang Junxian.

At the same time as the white-browed old man turned around, Yang Wei smiled coldly, and in the moment he rose up, incarnated a four-pointed stone, carrying a porous yellow light, and smashed it hard at the glazed pagoda hanging above the white-browed old man's head.

At the same time, Yang Ting's thunder spear, Yang Hua's seven treasures and wonderful trees also shot at the same time, three three corpses, three pieces of fairy, three chaotic realms, with tacit understanding to the ultimate cooperation, from different directions to the white-browed old people launched a siege, so that the other side can avoid!

“The roar—”

In the loud sound of the earthquake day, the octagonal glazed pagoda was the first to be attacked by the sky, and the sky was immediately attacked, but the pagoda was also knocked over in the middle of the air.

“Hush!”

The white-browed old man groaned a mouthful of blood, but he saw a colorful brush in the sky falling under the pagoda, and finally brushed off his life treasure.

The old man with the white eyebrows realized that it was not good, and sacrificed the silver and white bells and tried to break out from the encirclement of the three.

But he did not expect a lightning light to come, "ding" a bell will hit again.

The three-flowered source method above the white-browed old man rises from the sky, and the purple light of a waterfall flows in the void, trying to open up a path of escape for him.

But unexpectedly, Yang Hua opened his mouth, a mixed purple light rendered a half-day sky, and the waterfall-like half-empty purple light excited, splashing up if there is a general flow of light thrown around.

The mountain that fell on the top of the mountain melted away, and a forest in the dense forest was withered, and a basin formed on the ground.

The two chaotic and mysterious intersections compete with each other, and where the terrain of this region has changed greatly!

However, at this time, the virtual void, which had been constantly turbulent and fragile under the ripples of the war, was once again opened up a huge void fissure.

And this crack looks like a closed eye, in the moment it is opened, suddenly there is a quantity of light began to release, and when the eyes are completely open, the inexhaustible light is turned into a lot of thunder, even if even the white eye of the old man's chaotic magic and the innate mixed spirit stir up the empty turbulence, are the eyes of the burst of thunder rendering, penetration!

“Ah . . . . . .

In the sudden stop of the call, the body of the white-browed old man was annihilated in the white light of the inexhaustible thunder, and the final bones were not present.

When the purple eyes in the sky finally closed, the purple light of the sky dissipated, and the broken void gradually closed and recovered, the three corpses incarnate but saw the Buddha Yang Junshan, I don't know when actually appeared in the white-browed old man's annihilated land, and in his hand was playing with a silver bell.

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