Chapter 318: The page fell to heaven

Within the valley, the stone gate of the mountain wall was opened in the rumble, and as the light of the pearl spilled out from the inside, Zhang Yan and Elder Peng walked side by side and came out from the inside together. .SUIMENG.lā
Feng Lan was waiting outside. It was a pleasant surprise to see this scene. He took a few steps and looked at Elder Peng. He could feel that the vitality inside the latter's body suddenly became extremely vigorous, as if it were burning like a fire. This clear expression of Qingbi Palace's power transfer to the extreme internal performance, could not help but ask: "How did the elders expel the magic?"
Elder Peng laughed loudly and said, "This is the gift of worshipping Zhang Daoyou." As he said, he arched his hand at Zhang Yan, looked directly at him, and looked solemnly. . "
Zhang Yan replied: "In ten years, we should see the difference."
Elder Peng said: "Peng is waiting."
Zhang Yan made a note and said, "Elder Peng, after all the work is over, it is time for the poor to leave."
Feng Lan originally wanted to keep a word, but Elder Peng said: "Personally Feng, Zhang Daoyou still has something to do, he has an appointment with me, and he will come back next time, and he will be good at that time."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Dear you, farewell." There was a mist of light rising at your feet, and I was trapped in the body, and then turned into a grand clear light, headed towards the cloud dome, and disappeared quickly.
Feng Lan turned around and asked cautiously, "Elder Peng, listen to the words of the talent, but what else is left?"
Elder Peng didn't explain too much, but only said, "You tell me, where did this Zhang Daoyou come from?"
Feng Lan said: "The elders don't know. This Zhang Daoyou is a direct disciple of Taiming Patriarch."
Elder Peng was a little surprised and said, "Did he come from Xuan Hongtian? When did Luo Shanguan have such characters again?"
Feng Lan explained: "Zhang Daoyou is a monk Xuan Hongtian, and it is said that he was ordered by the ancestor of Taiming to come to Xuan Hongtian to take the black stone." Then he briefly moved Zhang Yu to Yu Huan Tian The record after that was briefly mentioned.
When Elder Peng heard it, he couldn't help but move. Zhang Yan was able to solve the magic. He guessed that his origin was not simple. However, he didn't expect that it was so big that he could see the fighting ability extremely arrogant. He had always been as high as possible. Estimating Zhang Yan, I did not expect to look down, but thought for a while, and explained to the deacon's Taoist, "Have a good greeting when you return."
The deacon said, "The disciple took note."
Elder Peng also said to Feng Lan: "Troublesome Feng Zhenzheng and the palace said, although my magic poison has been removed, but my vitality is not restored, I will not go to the palace for the time being, and I need to practice here for a few years."
Feng Lan seemed to want to ask anything, but in the end, she never said anything. After a ceremony, she also left.
The deacon said at this time: "The elder seems to have more poison than he has, so why don't he speak with Feng Zhenren?"
Elder Peng looked at the sky and said, "To eradicate the magic, I still have to rely on that Zhang Daoyou. Don't you know why I went to the cave in the past? Now some people may not see me recovering as before, they ca n’t take me how , But maybe turned around to embarrass Zhang Daoyou. "
The deacon said: "Elder Peng is a cover for Shangzhen?"
Elder Peng shook his head and said, "It's impossible to talk about how these people can take that Taoist friend, but this one has been ordered by the ancestor of Taiming, so as far as possible, he should not offend, so as not to cause trouble in the palace. . "
The deacon minister agreed: "Elders are still thoughtful."
Elder Peng seemed to feel something at this moment, looking at a direction, can not help but show a sneer, he turned and walked into the Dongfu, and said: "Go back, this is not a good time for me to show my face."
At the other end of Qinghuatian, there was a cloud raft floating in the sky, and a burly Taoist was sitting there motionlessly. His skin was ugly with copper cast iron, and his face was ugly. The golden bronze mask poke a single horn above the forehead.
A golden light broke through the clouds and flew towards this place. The person breathed a sigh of relief, the Guanghua stopped abruptly, circled twice, and fell into a flying book.
He reached for it, took the flying book, saw it for a moment, and did not feel excited. He moved out a two-sphere instrumental urn, placed it on the open space, then stood up, shook his sleeves, and exposed one arm. Come out, and then draw a finger on the other hand in the last stroke, there is a stream of golden blood flowing out. After there is a hand in the palm of your hand, you sprinkle it on the instrument, and immediately take a few steps back, bend down Reject yourself and be respectful.
After a short while, a golden Changhong spurted from Yiyi, floating in the aura of light, there is a figure standing in it. Although you can see the whole picture from this place, it gives people a sense of standing on top of each other. Boundaries can accommodate this person.
The figure looked down, and a vigorous voice came down, saying, "Is there any news for you?"
The burly Taoist man's expression was more obvious to his predecessor, and he bowed down and said, "I was about to return to my ancestor, and my disciple just received the letter. The Taoist man is now coming down from the cloud and land, and no one is around. Do you want to start?
The man said, "Maybe it's certain that this person is there?"
The burly Taoist showed affirmation, saying: "The disciples are fully confident."
The figure said decisively: "I will send you a page of outline books later, and it will be up to you."
The burly Taoist said with excitement: "The disciples will not bear the ancestors' trust, but just use this person to be supernatural. Maybe they will notice something in advance. Do you want to ask the people of Qingbi Palace to cover up the secret?
The man said, "You don't have to do more. You just need to offer that page outline before this person rushes to the gate."
The burly Taoist quickly bowed his head and said, "Yes, obey the ancestors."
The figure didn't contain much to say, and then disappeared after explaining these things.
The burly Taoist was still standing there, staring at Yi Ao and staring at it for a while, but after seeing the curtain of aura of light flashing a few times, then a page as big as a book slowly squeezed out from the inside. He hurried forward and took it very carefully.
After getting it in his hands, he read a few tricks again and again, the pages of the book flew up, and finally he got into the eyebrows. After getting down, he gathered up the two circles, and then drove the cloud raft to spot the direction.
Zhang Yan came down from the cloud and land, but he only flew for a while. He felt a warning sign in his heart, as if the evil spirit was covering him. He couldn't help squinting his eyes. This sense was stronger than ever. The means possessed by the other party are likely to threaten his life.
If you want to avoid it, it's simple, just go to Chilu.
However, he quickly rejected the idea. Even if he went there, he would come back to the original place again. Although the comer may not always stay there, but if he can find him, he must have some unknown. If you do this, you will surrender your initiative.
What's more, the opponent can count him once and count him a second time. He hid this time and may meet again next time. After learning that he has such skills, the layout may be more strict.
After considering the pros and cons here, he decided not to evade, but face to face here.
However, he is not unprepared, condensing mana, and constantly performing a series of magic charms, ready to be used as a defense.
For another hour, suddenly, he only felt his body for a while, and seemed to be trapped by a mighty power. He couldn't do the limp anymore, but there was no sign of coming.
Looking up, I searched for the source, but I saw a golden book page covering the sky above the head, and now it was slowly pressed down with the force of the sky.
His eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and none of the spells he had just sacrificed were thrown out, because he knew that this was of no use, and the other party did not use any specific and complicated changes, that is, to suppress him with pure immeasurable power. After covering all the past and future, he can feel that no matter how many avatars he transforms into, and no matter what divine channel technique is used, it is impossible to avoid this attack.
With his ability today, even if he fights with a monk who has cut off his future body, he has a great chance of winning, so he is sure that this must be the shot of a certain God. However, it is impossible for God to arrive in Qinghua Heaven, because the other party should use some kind of magical instrument to cross the border. In that case, it must not be sustained.
With this judgment in his heart, he gave a cold sigh, and instead of choosing to go to Chilu, he drank a drink, turned his hand up, and a big hand of the sky went towards the page of runes.
A bang, the place where the two touched, suddenly made a broken sound, as if the sky and the earth were cracking, and around his body, one after another the mysterious hollow holes emerged one after another, and they continued to die out.
At this moment, the mana in his body was pouring out like a flood, and the inexplicable things kept flowing in, but this was not enough, because the consumption was too fast. Fu Mojian in his eyebrows was shocked at the moment, and he was refining. The essence of the devil's head also stirs inexplicable things, constantly making up for his loss of mana.
It seems to have gone through a very long time, but it is just a few breaths in the past. There were countless fine cracks where the page touched the edge of his palm, and then gradually spread out, and finally broke into pieces of golden fragments ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The wind in the sky was reduced to nothing.
Without this thing, on top of it, a figure of a unicorn is revealed. At this moment, the person is looking down with astonishment, all eyes are shocked and incomprehensible.
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered a little. This person was the one who cast the magic weapon, but this person was actually dead, and his vitality was exhausted, and the spirit did not exist. What he saw at this moment was just the shadow of his past. Nothing more.
This person is not important, but it is only the introduction of the person behind the shot, so I am afraid it is difficult to find out the true identity of the person who calculated him.
He smiled slightly, even if the external traces disappeared, but this did not mean that no other clues were left. When the cuff was lifted, he took out the shade of the book and used a finger to write it down. The appearance of the page break book exhibition is rewarded by good deeds. Ask him what it is. Although he doesn't know it, Yu Huantian is so big that someone must know it.
Sure enough, after waiting a long time, lines of text appeared on it.
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………… (To be continued.)