: 1400. Wonderland, do not welcome you!

On Chen Ganhua's body, there were several flaws in the scars, and there were glory overflowing in the scars.
In one of the Tianhe tributaries, Yan Zhaoge sneered: "I heard that you are not afraid of death? Do you mind this?"
As he spoke, he was again pointing to the magical pearl.
Outside the tributary of the Tianhe River, Chen Ganhua’s deity was suddenly trembled, and there were several more cracks on his body surface.
Among the eyes of Chen Ganhua, there is a green radiance, which flashes a few times in a row: "...Floating the magic of the dynasty? The secret of such a cold door... No, it is not a simple floating smashing magic, a simple floating smashing magic I can resist it. Now, in this case, I have added many other changes..."
"You really have a wide eye." Yan Zhaoge said coldly: "It is too stupid."
After all, the third finger fell on the magical pearl.
The other side of Chen Ganhua's body was once again a big shock, and his body was even heavier.
He is the deity of the deity, and fights with Yan Zhao, regardless of whether the game is to win or lose, it will not be so bad to the present field.
It is equal to taking the initiative to send it to the door, almost no effort to fight back, like a target, Yan Zhao song is a white fat!
More importantly, his injury at the moment is not only applied to the body or the soul.
It was a kind of injury, which hindered the resonance and feedback between Chen Ganhua and Tiandi Avenue.
Under the intensification of road injuries, the accumulation of sand into towers, accumulated less and more, has exceeded the limit, to the extent that it is difficult to make up!
In this state, his mysterious fairy life is hopeless!
Dare to go to the real Xuan robbery, is the end of ten dead and no life.
And now, it's just a beginning!
"Fairyland, don't welcome you, get out of it." Yan Zhao song erected two fingers, in the food and stood like a sword, poked on the magical pearl.
Chen Ganhua, who has already lost his weight to a critical point, and then smashed the sword of the same sword and the sacred magical technique, and the body shape suddenly shocked, and there was unprecedented tremor!
His body, already scarred, is like a really broken porcelain at the moment, completely broken!
Innumerable dense cracks, the brilliance of the spurt, completely drowning Chen Ganhua's body shape.
The Taoist scent, from which it dissipates, drifts everywhere, and in the void of the endless domain, it bursts into a storm.
When the storm subsided, the glory was gone, and Chen Ganhua’s figure reappeared.
His appearance does not seem to change from the outside.
But then, a stream of blood spouted.
Pure blood.
Belonging to the flesh and blood of mortals.
The man was less than two hundred years old and went to Wonderland. He used to be a famous genius. He was counted as a young and immortal. He was taken from the fairy door by Yan Zhaoge and forced to fall into the realm and fall back to Wu Sheng!
Extremely weak, his skin color is paler, muttering: "Yan Zhao song..."
Chen Ganhua's self-cultivation as a realm is not as attached and valued as other warriors.
For him, this is more of a guarantee and a tool for his own fun.
Originally, I was looking for Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di, Gao Han, Nie Jing Shen and so on. The real fairyland was cultivated, and he himself felt that he was not enough. He gave birth to a plan to climb to the realm of Xuan Xian in a short time.
The result is now directly defeated by Yan Zhaoge, and returned to Wu Sheng!
Rao is Chen Ganhua who has always been concerned about the realm of martial arts. At this moment, he rarely feels resentful.
A kind of resentment and grievance caused by the loss of one's own wish.
Like a floating body, floating in the endless void, Chen Ganhua, was blown by the wind of the stars, disappeared into the darkness.
In the tributary of the Tianhe River, Yan Zhao songs looked at the magical pearls that were overwhelmed by the broken and broken, and smashed their hands and swayed the broken pearls.
He turned and looked at the other side, Feng Yunyi's own power, blocking Li Xingba and the Hezu Xiaosheng, two or two Yuanxian can not be more than one step.
Gong Sunhui looked at Yan Zhao's song and shattered the magical pearls. From the perspective of his own side, the bottom of his heart could not help but burst into cold.
He did not understand how Chen Ganhua was at the moment, but the experience he had previously lost to Yan Zhaoge and was suppressed by Yan Zhaoge seemed to be yesterday.
Li Xing tyrants with the Hezu Xiaosheng, was forced to retreat, and looked at Feng Yunyu with great taboo.
At the moment, the Fengyun Temple is far less powerful than the double-flowered roof that swept across the sky, but it has made them feel helpless.
"In any case, they are all the same in Sanqing. Li Daochang, you and the disciples will let Chen Ganhua Hu Lai?" Yan Zhaoge glanced at Li Xingba and Gongsunhui.
He pointed to his feet: "The bright emperor buried in this place is undoubtedly a small generation for Li Daochang, but it is precisely because of the efforts of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty that the ruin of the Tianyuan Stone fragments that Xian Tingzhi must have won. Have a chance to revitalize."
"If the infinite Tianzun gets the complete Tianyuan Stone, then I will wait for the door to pass the person, and he may be forced to cross the air directly!"
"Li Daochang, although you are a predecessor of the ancient era, but you will not be in the realm of Da Luo, you will also be threatened by this, even if you are in the open space outside the domain, you will not be involved in the world, and it will not be spared. ""
Yan Zhao songs are in the same color: "How can such a singer who sacrificed his life for me to pass on his life? How can Chen Chenhua be a beneficiary?"
"Who knows what you said is true or false?" Gong Sunhui was a little embarrassed: "I didn't know about it until I came here."
"It doesn't matter." Li Xingba snorted: "The Ming people don't say slang, I am waiting for this today, this is not for the tree."
Yan Zhao song replied indifferently: "For the Dan Temple? Then it is not a matter of appreciating the mentoring, Dan Dang is not something you should remember."
Li Xingba was furious: "A good man!"
He pointed to Feng Yunqi and said: "If she said this, then what is the qualification of your surname Yan? What if you are not protecting her, the old man has taken your life!"
"Then I took your life first." Feng Yunyi heard that the double-blue, black and black magic suddenly skyrocketed.
Her head suddenly lit up a brilliance, and then the horrible black blade slammed into Li Xingba.
Li Xing slammed the big shackles and smashed the shackles of the scorpion, and was directly cut off!
"You, my mother, what is the use of such a man?" He was not a gentleman, he was furious and angry, and his words were extremely vicious: "You are too imaginary, he has no leaks, he can't even fall into the red!"
The Hezu Xiaosheng heard the words and could not help but frown.
Feng Yunyi raised his eyebrows and his face was not angry.
"Li Daochang seems to have forgotten that all the women, when they are riding horses and learning to dance, the movements are too big, may lead to their wedding nights are not red, my martial arts women in the early years of fighting ribs and blood, not to mention "She is not anxious to say: "Unless you have the heart to run your blood, but how many things will be done?"
"So the outsider wants to know how to swear by me. How can I do the work between husband and wife with my nephew? It doesn't bother you."
Li Xingba and others were stunned: "You...you, this woman..."
"I don't know shame, I am not ashamed? Nothing..." Feng Yunying's eyes are in the fire, but the other side is full of cold: "Dead, there is no way to chew the tongue outside."