Chapter 1101: test

　　 Deep in the heart of the source, there are endless strange scenery.
　　There is a long river of endless time, and there are also dead places in the Gobi Desert, but there are also places that are very suitable for life.
　　 A sunny place, the sky is clear, the wind is smooth, but the strange thing is that the snow is like a goose feather, the snowflakes are flying all over the sky, the sun and the snow fall at the same time, this picture is really strange.
　　 The scorching sun, the snow drifting, as if it was perfectly integrated into one body by some kind of power, is revealed in this world.
　　 Suddenly, as if attracted, snowflakes quickly rotate, connecting the earth and the sky, like a dragon absorbing water and exhaling, the waves are turbulent and surging.
I don’t know how long it took for the snow in the sky to spread out. A man in black walked out of the snow and shook the snow on his shoulders. He smiled and said: "Brother Yun Lan, the time is about the same, can you see it? "Speaking, he arched his hand against a sky.
"Hahaha, the boy of the poor family, this is the case every time you play, won't you be bored? You are a strong realm, this style is a little low!" This voice vibrates nothingness. When it falls, the whole space will follow. A shock, falling snow scattered. Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in grey, with a grass mustard in his mouth, came slowly with a sword box behind him.
　　Every step he takes, his sword will become stronger.
　　 is like a long sword, and will never retreat.
　　The sword spirit was all around him, even if he didn't do it deliberately, the emperor would die.
　　Of course, the spirit beasts like Rhubarb and Xiaohong who have small worlds are exceptions.
Listening to this, Luoyang didn’t mean anything angry, and the black dress moved with the wind, saying straightly:
I haven’t seen it for thousands of years, I didn’t expect Brother Yun’s unstoppable sword to have reached this point, I’m afraid it’s not far from Kendo Dacheng. ."
The gray-clothed man named Yun Lan lifted his shoulder strap, and the sword box moved up two inches, and replied, "How can it be so easy. The law of the sword is faint and difficult to find. Although there is progress, there is still a long way to go from Kendo." Although his voice is soft and his face is casual, he is like the rising sun in the whole world. Every subtle movement is dazzling and gathers. The world is made.
　　 Luoyang did not answer, turned to look at the location of the witch.
After a long silence, he whispered: "The Wanzai Seal of my poor family will be completely dissipated in only a few decades. By then, the strong of our clan will be out of print, and the whole world is not in the pocket of my clan. "
Hearing this, Yun Lan shook his head and taunted: "I have traveled thousands of years in the world, and beyond the heart of the origin, the strength of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan is inexplicable after these tens of thousands of years of support. If the two clan eliminate the feud, they are consistent. Externally, only the Qiongqi family wants to win, and it is extremely difficult. Moreover, there is a vow to the ancient Wu family in the bloodline of the Qiongqi family. As long as this vow exists for a day, the Qiongqi family will not dare to do whatever they want. "He moved his sleeve and hit the point with a single word.
　　Luoyang's face sank, and Zhengrong said: "That's why, I asked Yunlan to come and talk."
　　 Yunlan gave a soft "Oh" sound and gestured to continue with his eyes.
　　 Luoyang sorted out his words and looked very dignified. He said: "A few days ago, I led my clan strongman to see the prince of the witch tribe and wanted to lift the oath of this life."
　　 "As a result, the Witch Tribe refuses to see you?" Yun Lan made up the knife.
　　 "Yeah, I didn't expect Yun Brother to be so well informed." Then, he glanced at Yun Lan, with an inexplicable deep meaning in his eyes.
"Well, you can guess just by guessing. When the demon clan and the witch clan fought for hegemony, only Qiongqi and Jinwu escaped, and collected the blood of ten thousand clan to nurture themselves. Although they were finally sealed by the ancient witch, I have received unspeakable benefits. Now that the witch department is a descendant of the ancient witch, how can you be with you? If the ancient war ancient witch, I am afraid that the poor family would not dare to touch it?" This is very straightforward. However, Luoyang still stands with a smile, and at this point, no one can support Qi and Kung Fu, they can all be ecstatic.
　　 "Worthy Yun, the analysis is in place." Luoyang praised.
　　 Yunlan snorted coldly, and said softly, "You haven't made clear what to do with me after saying so much?"
　　 "Pretend to be Ouyang Ming, mix into the witch department and destroy its guardian formation."
　　 Luoyang's eyes flashed fiercely. They hadn't planned to meet the clan public before going to the Wubu, in order to fight the grass and startle the snake, so as to seek opportunities and flaws. So far, he has found it, and as soon as the witch formation is broken, he will invite the powerful to kill him. As soon as the voodoo was destroyed, the shackles in the soul disappeared. As long as we wait another few decades, the powerful of the Poor Clan will be out of print, and there will be a place for the Poor Clan in the Thousand Worlds, even if we compete for control of the entire world.
　　 For decades, for the emperor realm, it was just a fixed effort.
　　 "Who is this person?" Yun Lan tickled a corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.
　　 "Unclear, but I heard that it is very important for the Wu people." Luo Yang replied.
　　 "What's the benefit?" Yun Lan opened her eyes and stared at Luoyang with staring eyes. He didn't ask why such a foolish question of pretending to be this person. What he cared about was how much benefit he could get in the end.
　　 "Talking with Brother Yun is refreshing." Luoyang was not surprised.
While the voice echoed around the four sides, the right arm hung down, and the lightly pressed the space bag. Suddenly, a soft white light escaped from his hands, covering all the surrounding ten feet, waiting for the soft white mans to disperse, he There is already an old wooden box in his hand, and a long-distance aura lingers.
"Three swordsmanships of Kendo, this is the upper volume. After the event is completed, the middle volume and the lower volume will also be served with both hands under the lower volume." As a result, Luoyang's sleeves rolled up, and the powerful spiritual force burst out. A colorful streamer was caught by Yun Lan in his hand.
　　Luoyang was relieved.
　　 Yunlan rubbed his finger against the wooden box and said softly, "What should I do?"
　　 "It's very simple, just destroy the formation." Luoyang said.
　　 "Good!" He focused on his head. The three classics of Kendo are already worth his life. And, in his eyes, the task is not difficult. He received news that before searching for this person, Jealousy used the centenary Shouyuan as a sacrifice to calculate the name. In this way, this thing makes sense. The Qiongqi clan exerted pressure on the outside, and the voodoo clan couldn't resist the pressure to open up a dilemma and sought a way to break the situation. The name Ouyang Ming was calculated, and the scene in front of him came into being.
　　 "Witch Ministry, hum, nothing more than that. Entering the game in such a simple way, the overlord of the ancient times has fallen." He sighed inwardly.
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　　 "Come on, Senior Ou, the former hand is the witch department." An old lady chuckled and raised her hand forward.
　　Looking at the eyes of the old lady, a white man's jacket is flirty and his face is handsome. Just a glance gives him an unlimited impression. Especially behind him, carrying a cyan sword box. The green mang flashed faintly, with a kind of unspeakable sharpness, seeming to be able to open the sword, arbitrariness, contaminated with the unspeakable fairy sacred intention. This person is Yun Lan, and he was wrong, at this time he is "Ouyang Ming".
　　 "Trouble!" The man returned with a smile, all-round, dripping.
　　The old woman secretly sighed, it is no wonder that the clan guild personally ordered the search for Senior Ou, which turned out to be such a strong man. In her perception, Yun Lan's breath is as deep as the sea, and there is no limit.
　　 Even if he encounters a monster in the realm of the emperor, he is surprised by his eyes and wins without a fight.
　　 walked for dozens of more miles, and a leisurely tribe appeared in the eyes of the two.
　　 At this moment, a feeling of panic appeared in Yun Lan's mind, as if taking another step forward, he would die. This feeling came very abruptly. He screamed, a white mist wrapped around his feet, and the whole person turned into a long sword and swept back. But when the just started, an old voice resounded: "Since it's here, don't drink a glass of wine and go?"
　　 The person arrived, the sound came first.
　　 As soon as the words fell, the old and the young shrank into an inch, and they squeezed into Yun Lan's sight.
　　 Yunlan's face was extremely dignified and bitterly said: "Witch tribe prince?" Luo Yang has been scolded countless times in his heart, so he scolded his mother. At this time, he was very clear that Luoyang was fooled. This is simply catching turtles in the urn, waiting for you to hook. He even had a hunch that all this was a situation of jealousy and evil cloth, and even divination existed in vain.
　　He didn't know that jealousy just counted.
　　 "It's me!" Jealousy nodded gently.
　　 immediately looked at Ouyang Ming, and whispered: "Little friend, the battle with the emperor is a rare opportunity. If you look at the side, there will be no accident."
　　 Ouyang Ming felt awkward in his heart, and knew in his heart that this was the test of the witch tribe and nodded vigorously.
　　 Moreover, after entering the world of thousands, he has not yet fought with a real sword repair, and he also wanted to know that the sword repair, known as the first force of attack, met himself and was weaker.
　　 It was at this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Rhubarb and Xiaohong also caught up from behind.
　　 "Kill!" Ouyang Ming yelled swiftly, his movements were quick, and his figure rushed forward like a ghost. The center of gravity sinks and falls, shaking like mercury in the body, making it difficult to conceive. The vitality of the body is not led, but the vitality has already wrapped around in front of the body.
　　 nodded in jealousy and evil, secretly said in his heart, neither humble nor overbearing, decisive in heart, and respecting the cultivator as the hardest to shake the emperor. With this alone, many emperors could not be seen. What kind of person is this? Brother, what do you see in the hexagram image?
　　 "This... Venerable Cultivator dare to take the initiative to assassinate an emperor, I... am I dreaming?" A middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes were incredible.
　　 "This is not the most important, and his opponent is sword repair, the first in the imperial realm of attacking power, which is really crazy." Another Mazu replied.
　　 Of course, the most shocked is the old lady who came back with Yun Lan.
　　 She only felt that the whole world had collapsed, and she secretly said, this... what the is going on? She did not want to believe that the seniors she brought back were actually fake. Of course, the most important thing is that the ants of this venerable realm dare to provoke this person. You know, along the way, she has seen how sharp the sword in his box is. . ...
　　
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