Chapter 197: Fish belly

It is not a narrow road to meet, but such an encounter is completely unexpected. //
The temperament of the Central Plains's magical repairs is far from the people of the South China Sea. The Lady of the Spider Beam is incapable of squatting, and the light shines under the light.
With a single hand, Bo Yuntian stopped in the lurking net of the lurking net.
"Oh." The spider's eyes show a fierce blood.
What is the sacred person who is waiting to be said, was stopped by Zhan Yuanqiu’s eyes.
Unbearable silence, arrogant killing, the Nanhai monks and the monsters who had been walking towards this side at the same time, circumvented with doubts, and the suffocating suffocation of the moment, the shackles in the market were uplifted. The meaning is distorted.
The unlucky little swallowing whale, trapped in the waters between the two sides, scared the soul out of the body, and finally couldn’t stand it after half a sigh, and made a trembling trembling horror: "呜~呜呜~"
Everyone did not look at it.
If he is a singer, he will be able to set his sights on the spiders, the sacred gods, and the releasers.
Zhan Yuanqiu, who stood in the middle of the center and vaguely ordered to give orders, was only swept by him.
- Bo Yuntian is not a born-again person given by Heaven. He can't recognize who is Chen Wo, especially in the mouth of his son Bo Jiucheng. Chen He is only a late monk of Jindan.

Who is Chen Wo?
asked the voice of Bo Yuntian.
"The national teacher, Zhan Yuanqiu, who is like a young monk." Yuanlou hurried back.
The news network of Yuanlou was not good in the Central Plains, but the enemy was hitting the door, and it was not even clear to the minister.
"Idiot, this is a Jindan monk?" Bo Yuntian angered his heart.
"This person was more than a year ago, in the East China Sea, it was indeed the late Jindan, now - fear of a Yuan Ying period?" Yuanlou monk carefully looked at Chen Wo, this is a shock to Chen He breathe, it is extremely difficult Distinguishing the realm, and he first entered the main, he could not see clearly.
If it is not the enemy, Bo Yuntian simply wants to ban the ban and kill this stupid guy.
"What is the use of your eyes?"
Well, this is the enemy in the mouth of the thin nine city, and it has already turned into a god.
Bo Yuntian frowned, and then he gave him a cold smile.
- Two Mahayana magic repairs, a monster in the same realm, did not see Shen Yubai, I thought it was scattered.
"Yuanlou and Erzhongyuan's generations have nothing to do with each other. Why is this?"
Bo Yuntian took the hand and said the words were grandiose. "The East China Sea forces are entangled, and there is no benefit to Er, etc. Why do you have the knife in others?"
If it is against the thin nine cities, Zhan Yuanqiu feels that there is still something to say. Now it is the owner of the Yuanlou, the infamous killer leader. Zhan Yuanqiu decided not to be angry. The grievances of the monks of this Mahayana period are all troubles.
"Good to teach you that the original is the Central Plains monk, find us to form an alliance?" Mrs. Liang said with a smile.
If she is in a enchanting gesture, she will say something with a smile, but someone will be fascinated, but a huge poisonous spider, with a soft and sweet voice, and a beautiful silhouette on the back, is simply creepy.
If you don't see the thin cloud.
Yuanlou has been entrenched in the East China Sea for many years. Naturally enough attention has been paid to Liang Yange, the only opponent who can threaten one's own side. The true body of Liang Yan and Shen Yubai, Bo Yuntian has long seen the clues from many clues, and suddenly he is not surprised. .
"What more nonsense?"
The Supreme Master is impatient, and his eyes are swept away. It is concluded that in addition to Bo Yuntian, there is no second Mahayana period in the Yuanlou, and it is easy to make a few points. This strength is not enough.
"The ruins of many sects in the Yuanlou collection, some of them are evil people, and even the people in my magical way can't do it. I have already offended the Zhongyuan Zhengdao Magic Road, and now I have denied it?"
There are both Mrs. Liang and the Devil, and the people of Mo Xiu and Liang Yange have also ridiculed:
"Yuanlou's death gentry is only doing evil overseas. If you can afford to spend money, anyone can find one or two killers."
"Let's not talk about the imaginary debts that you owe, you know yourself?"
The thin cloud and the sky did not move, but the group of people behind him, faintly a little angry and angry, more heart-wrenching, frequently looked around.
No matter the strength or the number of people, it is obviously at a disadvantage, but no one dares to escape.
"Why must we be arrogant, we still have ten years to slowly win a victory." Bo Yuntian pressed the voice, slowly said that he certainly listened to the current situation in the market, at this moment with people hate The ridiculous sarcasm laughed, "The spiritual power is too overdone, just to feed the swallowing beast, and it will not make up for the small things. It is not impossible to kill the beasts of the South China Sea Jindan period."
Everyone at the same time.
There are more than two of them in the belly of the fish, and there are demon monsters.
Ten years is too short for the monks, too long for the people in the predicament, and there are too many accidents that are difficult to predict.
- Is it a good decision to fight here?
They couldn't help but shake, looking at Mrs. Liang and the two demon statues with doubtful eyes.
Zhan Yuanqiu sighed in his heart and silently collected the magic weapon. In a good situation, he was beaten down by such a plan of attack.
Liang Yange runs and trades all the year round, and his eyes are profitable. The people in the Magic Road are not willing to throw their lives. Only the monks who are famous in the famous hall of Heluo can ignore the words of Bo Yuntian.
Just as the two sides relaxed each other, the default match was no longer possible. When preparing to slowly retreat, a voice suddenly emerged.

Yuanlou thin sky?

The person who was mentioned in the name, smiled and stabbed, and then stared at it.
The exiled hand lifted his hand, and the magicians who had stood before him had stepped back and let him out.
"The Gorefiend... the blood sorcerer?" The voice of Bo Yuntian became chilly.
The release of the unconsciously nodded, calmly said: "North Xuan Xuan, is thinking about the ability of the Lord of the House."
Everyone breathed and stopped.
Zhan Yuanqiu looked at Chen Wo in a panic, and found that although the latter did not say anything, but his eyes were bright, he suddenly sighed in his heart: this is the teacher brother who did not reasonably play cards!
However, this is also the best idea. They have two masters of the Mahayana period, they can afford it, and they secretly do things like ghosts. They are always better than the group of killers.
The thin cloud sky is also crisp, and without saying anything, the blade is drawn out, and the airflow around it is sharp and sharp.
The Mahayana Moss was originally able to plunder all the aura of the heavens and the earth, but it is in the belly of the fish, and the scope of the spread is limited.
Even so, Bo Yuntian suddenly made a problem, and the sea water stirred up. When the waves never fell, they frozen into ice and were sealed together with the spider silk.
The closer monk was covered with frost and the horror was retrogressed.
The horrible cold spread, the ice hangs a layer in a blink of an eye, and then blinks again, the monk below Yuan Ying has been unable to resist, shivering and rolling to the side.
A slight humming sound.
Followed by a scream, a Liang Yange monk highlights a black blade, Yuan Ying busy from the spirits, and panic.
It was discovered by everyone that the killer of the Yuanlou who stood behind Bo Yuntian was gone.
"Remember to guard!" Zhan Yuanqiu's pupil shrinks and screams.
The spider slammed over and countless spiders spewed in all directions.
The seemingly unmanned void, immediately passed on the screams of one after another.
Although the cobweb is powerful, but the cold is more prosperous, the poisonousness on the frozen spider silk is not so good, and the people in the Yuanlou heart cut off the flesh that was entangled in the spider silk, and they all got out.
"Beyond, it is better to try." Mrs. Liang said, but the tone is full of threats. "The decade is not long or short. It is not enough to fill my stomach with you."
The people of Yuanlou are silent.
At this time, Bo Yuntian has already confronted the release, and the cold gas has rolled up the layer of frost on the
hole wall
, and a natural purple shuttle shuttles through it, hitting the ice and the stagnation. Broken together.
No one ordered, Yuanlou killers naturally refused to go to life, feeling the hurt and hate.
"啪啪啪-"
There were several deafening cracking sounds, and the broken ice turned into floating dust, which was scattered into fog.
These frosts are made of spleen and smoldering. Even if they are broken, they will be stabbed with blood. When they are smashed, they are dozens of dodgeless Central Plains magic repairs, covered with blood, the most unfortunate eyebrows, the gods collapse The corpse is on the spot.
"This!" Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked.
The sorcerer’s face was black and his voice said:
Hey, hey!

"How to say?"
"With this skill, killing tricks -"
The Supreme Master has paused, even though he is disdainful, he still has to admit: "I am not an opponent."
This time, Zhan Yuanqiu's face is also ugly.
Only Chen Wo stood in the same place and did not move.
The battlefield suddenly turned into a strange airflow vortex, which could not be seen as real. The aura in the fish belly was not thin. The swallowing sea beast ate too much. The magical spirit that the magic repaired here was a hodgepodge. It’s going to be overwhelmed.
The partiality of the thin cloud is different, and the move is even more difficult for the monk to understand. It only seeks to kill, regardless of the consequences. The aura is only defense, suppression, and even blindness. It does not care about its mischief.
In the blink of an eye, Bo Yuntian is already shocked.
"You, what is your practice?"
The turbid and awkward aura was pulled to the release, and he couldn't even distinguish it. He bent his elbow and bent halfway, and gently slammed the palm to sharpen the sharp and fierce real element.
It is not a weapon, but it is impossible to use it. It is just a pair of hands.
No matter where the thin black weapon of the thin cloud appears, he can just block, even aggressive, locking the attack of the next few attacks.
Being calm and unrestrained, after the palm of the hand waved, it became a rich purple, devour everything.
- North mysterious law, after the annihilation of the eternal glory of the dynasty, it is not the darkness of the dead, but this unclear purple color.
For many years, Bo Yuntian has never seen a monk who can win him in the move.
"You are not a magic repair! Who are you?" Bo Yuntian angered, "You... also enter the road?"
"I am going to do it by martyrdom. What is the martial art?"
The interpretation of the cold and cold answer, the move suddenly tightened, step by step, all in the thin cloud days flipped even where the tricks, the ghosts of the ghosts are like the Zihua that has long been waiting there to be unrecognizable.
In a blink of an eye, the top layer of spiritual support was destroyed.
The magic weapon is a spirit, and it has already mourned again and again, and it is no longer the fierceness of the present.
Bo Yuntian saw that the situation was not good, and he pulled back. He never imagined that he had such ability. With the strange practice of Bo Yuntian, even if he was against the enemy of Shen Yubai, he was not afraid, and the elders sent out by the big sects. At the head, he can kill three or four in one hand, and it is such an unbeatable and unusual means.
I did not expect that there was a kind of practice, and there was no suspicion of engulfing countless turbid auras, which could damage the magic weapon.
"Your skill is high, this battle is over." Bo Yuntian had to make a verbal concession, "swallowing the sea beast has been alarmed, do not want to die in the belly, or quickly close."
The release of the deaf ear, the emptiness of the sharp ice into the sharp arrow, those spurting the end of the ice, splashing and scattering, not his body, was destroyed by the destruction of the real yuan, disappeared without a trace.
In addition to their fierce battle, the entire "cave" shook with the contraction.
The Nanhai monks and the beasts who were busy collecting the stalls were screaming, and they were very scared. They hurriedly avoided and messed up like the ants on the hot pot.
The release of one hand broke the sharp gas barrier, and the one finger was on the black-edged blade. The magic weapon in the hands of Bo Yuntian actually screamed, and the smoldering spirits in the existence of many years of anger surged out, and dozens of unlucky ghosts were Spread, screaming into a corpse.
Only face the ups and downs of this suffocating, cold and cold.
Red Zihua, Yu Sheng Qing Hui, Rong Guang stunned, worldly style.
The black fog seemed to melt in the snow before him, and after a short sorrow, there was no trace. --13555556554oo+196-->
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