Chapter 300: Borrowing (middle)

Ink dyes the sky, the sun and the moon are dull.
The monk suffering from pink eye, when he saw this scene of horror, was so happy that the red-skinned real person must have committed a robbery and broke the secret. Otherwise, how could he induce such a degree of robbery?
And how many people can spend this kind of catastrophe?
The long-browed old road stood in the same place, the sluggish Zhang Dazui. He had been running around for 80 years. When he encountered the robbery, he was really stunned, and suddenly he was scared.
"This, this is impossible! My abbot, how is it?"
How can you encounter such a horrible day?
The old tears on the spot, squatting.
"Long eyebrow friend..."
"No, the old man! Heaven does not allow you, what have you done!"
"Long eyebrows friend!" Nan Hongzi's forehead was straight and blue, and he raised a long eyebrow that was crying. "You cried too early. This robbery cloud is not your apprentice, it is my apprentice!"
"Hey?"
The long eyebrows are stunned.
Nan Hongzi held a paper crane and passed the book, and shook it twice. He said that he was short of breath and said: "The letter from the poor apprentice!"
There were also two female repairs next to them, barefooted, white scorpion wearing a light armor, and Luo Jingyu in a Tsing Yi. They followed the paper cranes and booked them. When Nan Hongzi received the letter, they also found the "team waiting to go to a different world."
"you guys?"
"From the flames of the sage, you want to go to the other side of the world."
Luo Jing’s enthusiasm, white gongs and hands, Qi Qi salute.
"Hey, in the late Yuan Ying, there is the first stage of Yuan Ying."
The male monk carrying the black valley owner could not help but frown.
This strength has been able to take the shot in the realm of the realm, but the situation in the world is unknown, maybe...
Bai Hao said: "I am a magician. After hundreds of years, it is also a road to death. I don't want to be in a place where I can't die."
Luo Jingyu, who has just cultivated to the Yuan Ying period, bowed his head: "The honorable person asked me to come and see, go and not, let me decide, even if I don't go, it is useful to keep in mind the atmosphere of the small world."
Except for Chen He, no one knows the relationship between Luo Jingwei and Yang Xinyue, and he does not care about it.
Because of the hearts and minds of all people, they have been attracted by the words of the robbery and the words of Nan Hongzi.
"Is it - Chen Wo?"
"Exactly, my family said that... I want to use the real people of Chi-Xuan to fly."
Long eyebrows are ridiculous: "How do you borrow this?"
Bai Qiqi said: "The seniors are borrowed, and the sages are also borrowed. The borrowing method is different, but it is always borrowed!"
"...that's different!" The long eyebrows were stunned and turned, and they were anxious and angry. "At the same time, the robbery, the robbery cloud is enlarged, is it a good thing? Akiko!
The old road just wants to borrow you to use it. How can it be more than this robbery? Chen He’s kid will also borrow you. How can the old apprentice suffer so much?

Nan Hongzi scorned: "The valley is mainly looking for the sword sage. You also borrowed the master of my little apprentice. Isn't the poor road also a loss?"
"This, look at God!"
Seeing the long eyebrows and screaming, everyone quickly stopped: "Chen Wo does this, it must be useful..."
The long eyebrows are full of anger: "How can this situation be robbed?"
The black cloud rolled, and the purple thunder blew out from the cracks in the road. It was stored without being sent. The scorpion was like a porridge that was boiled in a pot. The bubbles were continually rolled up. The thunder was like a soup, and the porridge was stirred up.
The Chi-hyun real person who was sitting on the waiting for the robbery was also shocked by the robbery.
He was stiff in his hands and feet, and he recovered his mind for a long while, quickly pinching out the law, and throwing out all the magic weapons in one brain.
Chi Xuan really has a bitter mouth in his mouth. Although he is not ashamed, his heart is also half-cooled: can this still have a life?
The horror of the horror, the monks screamed, and once again fell to the ground - why, why? Their grief and resentment is simply a recurrence of the situation a hundred years ago.
Just...
This time seems to be more powerful? !
The thunder is not falling, the purple electric teeth danced over the gaps in the clouds, more and more, and even later saw the robbery cloud, people can not help but suspect that the sky has been torn into pieces by the thunder, the vast catastrophe.
Chishen real people finally realized that it was wrong.
It is reasonable to say that under such a momentum, he has already been overwhelmed by the pressure, but the danger of the robbery cloud is the same as that of the party, even a little easier than just now.
What is the reason?
Is this not your own robbery?
Aztec is really eye-catching.
In the distance, the long-browed old-fashioned eagerly turned around, and even said: "I have never seen such a terrible catastrophe. How is this going to be good?"
Nan Hongzi was indulging, silently watching the letter in his hand into a fly ash.
- Master, it is a pity to fail to say goodbye in person, but the brothers have been waiting for us in the fairy world for a long time.
"Nonsense, he is waiting for you." Nan Hongzi is cold, for a hundred years, is it in the fairy world?
The disciples used to fly up, causing great movements, and the North Xuan Tianzun was in the lower bounds. The things of Yang Xinyue were unknown. The swordsman and the Heiyuan Gus came to see the disciples in the sky, not the auspicious clouds and the wind, but the volumes. Into a long-term plan, up or can be pushed to the ancient wild broken, for immortals, disciples may be just a variable of the three thousand world.
Any variable is annoying to the chess player.
If you can't get rid of it, you must firmly grasp it.
Nan Hongzi followed the long sigh, Chen He's meaning he understood, because of the previous species, and the invisible fairyland situation, Chen Wo once soared, must attract the attention of the fairy world.
Flying with Chi Xuan real people, or can confuse the sight of some immortals.
"The little apprentice has already made some plans for his situation and the way he wants to go." Nan Hongzi said helplessly to himself, this thing, he really can't help.
The real people of Ao Xuan soared ahead of time, so that Chen Wo did not have more time to prepare for the robbery, or informed Nan Hongzi that he could only grasp this opportunity. It is not a casual person who can borrow it.
"I hope you really got into the robbery period..." Nan Hongzi sighed.
Is Chen Wo here?
No.
In the middle stage of the Mahayana period, there are two small realms in the period of the robbery.
However, there was a previous memory, the mood was up, and there was a North mysterious method that could affect the vision of the heavens and the earth. He publicly challenged the robbery cloud, and Tiandao immediately responded.
Dropped Ao Xuan real person back, should, and.
"Sure enough, the true enemy of the deity is heaven."
Chen Wo laughed at himself.
The purple thunder is like a wave, the turbulent tumbling, the cloud is not seen, and the snake-like lightning that is swept away between the heavens and the earth is filled with water. It seems that whoever smashes the entire human body into pieces is about to break down from the sky.
The mortal can't look up and see the strange, the monk is frightened.
Aztec real person: ...
"Yes, it is smaller than the last time." Chen Wo nodded with satisfaction.
He still remembers the scene of the broken memory, hundreds of miles have been destroyed by the thunder, the flame spread like the river and the sea, because there is no place to stand under the foot, from the flames of the people to step on the thunder, and smashed.
Chen He only lived a third of his previous life, and naturally he did not have such strength.
"Brother, let me be willful once, look at Heaven and me, who wins."
The blue longbow is taken out from the storage magic weapon. It has been refined for centuries, and it has ample aura that flows through it. The soul of the captain is aware of the power of the thunder, and the excitement continues to whisper.
"I am going to thank Ji’s predecessors, and this life has guided me to choose such a magic weapon material that is not afraid of the robbery."
Chen Wo smiled lightly, his fingers twitched, and a red flame appeared on the bow.
The fat baby suddenly turned out of his body shape and hung on Chen Wo's shoulder. The fat face of Dudu was serious, and he looked up at the sky and looked at the thunder.
"Afraid?" Chen Wo still has a mood to laugh with Shizhong fire.
Fat baby nodded seriously.
"There is a master."
"Hey." Shi Zhonghuo buried his head in Chen He's neck, and moved two times. He suddenly jumped to the ground, his hands on his hips, and his arrogant anger was in front of Chen Wo.
"...not into the lake, won the lake fish?"
Fat piern one finger, one foot on the stump: "Is there fish?"
- It really is the baby brought out by Master.
Chen He touched the stone in the middle of the fire, staring at the sky: "Maybe not."
"But...the master is going?" Shizhong fire began to bite his fingers.
"Ok."
"Okay!" The fat pier nodded like a decent, then sat on Chenhe's instep, so his face stared at the rolling purple thunder.
Chen Wo laughed.
There are brothers in the fairy world, waiting for themselves.
On the way to the robbery, there was a stone fire.
At the foot of the mountain, Nan Hongzi must be there.
This road is no longer a person.
A purple thunder, condensed into a ball, it seems to be dripping from the boiling sky, straight down, as if it is a signal, followed by thunder and light into a ball, was "squeezed" down.
Chen Wo’s hand holding the bow is tight, staring at the sky:
"Come on, heaven."
The bowstring spurred, the heaven and earth aura made a sharp shout, and the thunderball was smashed into two by the invisible force. When the thunderstorm was turned into a dozen or so thunders, only once, the thunderfire was flourishing and surrounded by scorched earth.
And countless thunderballs are still falling, like a hail that comes quickly and urgently.
"This is?" Long eyebrows rounded their eyes.
All the thunderballs went in the other direction. Only the thunder that was degraded and deviated, "take care of" the red-minded real people who were waiting for the battle.
A fierce beast with a bent corner, a body shaped like a cow and a single leg, rises in the thunder.
Hey, can lead the Eight Realities, driving the Thunder's ancient wild animals.
Because there is no entity, the catastrophe can not cause substantial damage to it, but let the remnant of the soul become more and more excited, and the blood is red, like the long whales, the mouth is empty and the thunder ball is swallowed.
The body shape is followed by expansion, distortion, and when the eye is about to burst.
A sharp arrow, through the shadow of the scorpion, hit the sky.
The arrow body is condensed by the real yuan, red is like a fire, the arrow is constantly rotating, and all the thunders swallowed by the cockroaches are brought out. The thunder is attracted by the real elements of Chen He, and is entangled.
Zihua Snake, along with the long arrow trajectory, follow.
In the blink of an eye, the sky is still rolling over the thunder.
Immediately, everything between heaven and earth was like a still, and there was no movement.
Chi Xuan real people couldn't help but stand up.
I can only hear the echo of the surviving thunder.
Three interest rates, the thunder of the sky, all stopped.
Five interest rates, the monks face each other, just about to ask what is going on.
A loud noise! Within a hundred miles, all the spirits that have been cultivated with aura are affected by this, and at the same time they are stunned. The monks above Yuan Ying are even mouth and nose, and then retreat.
A porridge-like thunder broke through a hole in the middle.
The shaded daylight, pouring down, illuminates the whereabouts of the arrow.
"Chen Wo?" Rao is a real person of Chi Xuan real people, or was shocked.
"From the flames?"
The monk who did not know the truth was horrified at the same time.
What is this? Did the magic repairs begin to soar? Interpretation is that Chen Wo is also.
The rip was quickly covered by the raging Thunder anger, and the heavens and the earth returned to the darkness. This time it was not like a hail, but the Tianhe that was hung down, and it was like a storm.
Long eyebrows sat down on the ground and muttered the doubts of many monks: "What is this day, the most serious, not the forty-nine days of robbery?"
If this is heard by Chen He, it must laugh.
- Nothing, much better than last time.
Chi Xuan real people squatting on the sword, looking at the sky, and then smashing a remnant thunder, standing in the array of lawless support: he seems to have been forgotten by the heavens.
The author has something to say: I still remember the red mysterious life fate mentioned in the previous article.
The master of the long eyebrow gives the 哟
"This is a good life, and it’s a good life."
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