Chapter 1580: Rabbits have fallen, accidentally frequent

Although Yu Cangzhen was suddenly forced to summon the robbery to be scared by Yang Lizhen, it seems to him that he is just drinking and quenching thirst.
Not to mention the thunder, whether this Yang Lizhen can retreat, even if he can survive the thunder, how many points can he still have?
Therefore, after being irritated by a small road repair plan, the dynasty 穹 好 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 穹 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待 等待
However, Yu Cangzhen has forgotten that after the birth of Yuanguang Island, all the great and supernatural powers inside and outside the domain are coming to the outside world, and the big movements are robbed. In the open sea, I am afraid that it is not a thousand miles away. The power of the robbery, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will run into a bar.
For the current Yang Lizhen, no matter what happens next, it will not become worse.
In fact, Yang Lizhen is gambling!
Here is overseas!
Under the management of Jiaozuo Longzun, Longdao is able to beat the four major sects to rank the first overseas forces, and there are also Princess Sisters asking for help. How can they not make the first reaction?
The thunder of Yang Lizhen is not finished yet. In the sea outside the edge of the robbery cloud, a black gold dragon breaks out of the sea. After a loud explosion, a clever turn in the air, the dragon tail is like a mountain. The tsunami generally patted the royal sky that drove the birds of the Jialou.
Oh, it!
Jiaozuo Longzun, with the opportunity of Zhoutianhua, succeeded in using the power of the source to rebuild the success of the fairy in the storm gorge, even because of its years of ignoring the dragons in Long Island, saving the potential, and its potential after rebuilding the fairy body, even more than The princess who succeeded in the sanctification of the body was not too much.
"Bold!"
The sacred scorpion screamed, but in the face of the long-awaited full blow of the horned dragon, he did not have much to deal with as the great Luo Xianzun. Fortunately, the Jialou Luo bird at the foot is worthy of gold. The wing of Dapeng has a pulse, and the wings have been gliding over a dozen miles in the sea, but they have once again opened the distance from the robbery.
"This is the sea!"
The low voice of the horned dragon reverberates above the sea, and the infinite amount of sea water suddenly rises from the sea surface. It suddenly dilutes into a fog of the sky, shrouded the sea on dozens of miles, including the dynasty Inside, and this range is still expanding.
"But the deity is still the big Luo Xianzun!"
It is obvious that the Cangwu is not reconciled to this kind of persecution that has been repeatedly cultivated as far less than oneself. The bone whip in the hands of the hands is also inferior to the strength of Jinxian.
However, in the diffuse fog, the Jialou Luo bird could not judge the direction for a time, and the Yu Cangwu actually could not perceive the specific position of the horned dragon, but the wings of the beast under the feet seemed to be constantly increasing. As a result, the boiling height of the bird is actually slowly falling.
A large amount of water vapor is constantly infiltrating, soaking the feathers of the two wings of the Kalou Luo Luo, and even the whole body of feathers are hung with a thick layer of water mist.
This sounds like a joke. A fairy that is not inferior to Jinxian is actually wetted by water, but in fact it is.
Just as the Yu Cang was dragged by the horned dragon in the sea fog, Yang Lijun’s thunder had come to an end.
Although he was forced to summon the thunder and robbery in desperation, his own strength and potential, coupled with the power of his awakening, ultimately helped him through this life and death.
However, it is not only the one who is attracted by the mammoth thunderbolt.
In Yang Lijun, the thunderstorm was over, and the robbery cloud on the top of the head gradually dissipated. There was a sudden flash of a figure on the sea surface. Every time it appeared, it would greatly close the distance with Yang Lizhen, almost in the blink of an eye. Between that, the man has already come to Yang Lizhen's unwillingness.
"Hah, actually handing a fairy beast to a younger generation, after Yang Junshan advanced Da Luo, is it arrogant to think that no one dares to slap his tiger? If so, the old man will leave him a lesson. Let's go!"
The speed at which people came to flash was too fast. It was not until Yang Lizhen could capture the face of this person, but the man had already reached the 30-foot range in front of him.
However, when Yang Lizhen did not respond, the figure was rushing back and forth, even faster than the speed of the previous approach.
Almost at the moment when the figure was withdrawn, Yang Lijun’s shoulder suddenly burst out with a purple thunder. The place where the thunder light landed was in the sea where the figure was closest to him, but at that time the figure was It has already left far.
Obviously, the comers are no strangers to the "three flowers possessed" secret technique, and can even be said to be very familiar. They are familiar with the seduce and can avoid it when they are not allowed.
"Oh hahahaha, rookie!"
The figure that retired almost immediately followed the moment when the purple thunder disappeared, and it was instantly returned. This time it was straightforward and directed at Yang Lizhen, and Yang Lizhen had no time to re-energize the shoulders of the "three flowers possessed".
"Sang Wuji, no..."
This time, Yang Lizhen finally saw who the coming person was, but it was because of this that Yang Lizhen felt the horror. He had already learned from the grandfather the existence of Musang's ancestors.
However, Yang Lizhen was finally eager to be in the body. He understood that he could not escape in front of a Jinxian. He simply took a look at his arm and was thrown out by the Yangshangshan’s ringing snake to the sea beyond hundreds of feet.
Musang ancestors apparently valued the snake more. The original rushing to Yang Lijun’s body shape was chased away from the snake in the middle of the turn. At the same time, he turned back and pressed against the chest of Yang Lizhen. He also did not forget. The grandson of Yang Junshan was killed.
The old ancestors of Musang were pressed out, and the void in the range of Baizhang around Yang Lizhen was squeezed and distorted, making him inevitable.
However, when Yang Lizhen was stunned, he would turn into a piece of meat under the squeezing of the void, but suddenly there was a sword light that pierced this layer of void. Then he saw that this sword light circled Yang Lizhen and made a circle. The whole person was separated from the squeezing void.
"who is it?"
Musang's ancestors grabbed the snake in the middle of the air and caught it in his hands, but then turned to look at the void around Yang Lijun's location.
"Ghosts? I don't know which one of the ten ghosts?"
The look of Musang's ancestors looked a little dignified, and he could quietly avoid his perception. The cultivation of the people must not be weaker than him.
A sturdy but ugly black-faced monk with a wide shoulder and a hunchback is holding a sword from the void.
"what?"
Musang’s ancestors were a little surprised, but then they thought of what they thought.
You are not one of the top ten ghosts. Would you like to be the new Jinxian Zhonglu?

Musang's ancestors did not know Zhong Rong, but since the invasion of the extraterritorial invasion, the world of Zhou Tian is no longer occluded, and it is also known about the forces of the extraterrestrial stars.
Although Zhong Rong stood outside Yang Li's body more than ten feet, but if Musang's ancestors wanted to do it again, he could always save.
"Have you got a snake, why do you still have to be a junior?"
Zhong Yan’s dark face could not see the look, but his rough and low tone was scornful.
Musang’s ancestors heard a sneer, saying:
When did the ghost people actually come together with the white tiger’s righteous brother?

Musang's ancestors were not very clear about Yang Junshan's connections outside the domain, but he knew the identity of Yang Junxiu and the grievances between the Baihu and the ghosts.
Zhong Rong snorted and said: "The rough means, but Zhong Mou shot to save the child, only for the friendship of Junshan Road, but has nothing to do with the White Tiger!"
The eyes of Musang’s ancestors swept in the sword of Zhong Rong’s hand, and suddenly whispered:
A good sword, it seems that the purpose of your lord is also directed at the fairy palace, but the old man bluntly, you may not be afraid Eligible to enter the round island, unless ..., Qin Guangwang or Miluo Tianzi who has sneaked into the fairy palace?"
Zhong Rong’s thoughts are savvy, knowing that the other side is tempting, and the sword is pointing.
If Zhong is not qualified to enter, then can you not enter? And I don’t know how you can?

Musang’s ancestors smiled and said:
I’m going to take you to try the old man’s strength and restore several layers!

After all, Musang’s ancestors were physically moved and they were deceived to the side of Zhong Rong.
Zhong Rong was not shocked and rejoiced. He shouted "Good to come". Zhengnanjian cut out, and several swordsmen flickered in the sea and the void, but it was hard to force Musang’s ancestors to dare to display the previous kind. A scribble that is constantly flashing in the void.
The two Jinxian moments fight in one place, did not play a few rounds, the two men's battle group has been farther and farther away from Yang Lizhen, apparently because Zhong Yu deliberately opened the distance.
However, the danger of Yang Lizhen is far from disappearing. At this time, he can even perceive that there are all kinds of thoughts everywhere, such as the Princess of Sissi and Pang, as well as other people such as Jiahui and Yu Cangwu. The souls are intertwined, just like a mountain is pressed against him. As long as there is a slight change, I am afraid that the rush to meet him is a crisis of landslides.
But when Yang Lizhen was still thinking about how to break the game and free himself from the current state of being almost kidnapped, the danger has once again come, and this time the danger is not directed at the snake. It was directed at Yang Lizhen himself.
The sea that was originally calm under the pressure of many great supernatural powers was suddenly broken. The seven foxtails stretched out from the sea, but they slid straight over the top of Yang Lijun’s head.
"How can you be a demon when you are pregnant with the blood of the fox? Since you want to be a human, then let the blood of this body be given to the old man!"
Looking at the seven foxtails that were shining towards his head, Yang Lijun said: "The seven-tailed fairy fox, you are the only seven-tailed fox of the Tianhu family?"
As soon as the voice fell, the seven foxtails had actually fallen, closing the possibility of Yang Lijun escaping in any direction: "See where you can escape!"
"Hill Yang Xiaogongzi!"
A muffled sound came from the sea below the water. At the foot of Yang Lizhen, a small island suddenly floated from under the sea. He just happened to stand at the highest point of the island.
Seven foxtails were eventually blocked.
The fairy fox looked at the behemoth at the foot of Yang Junshan. Shen Sheng said: "Dragon Turtle? Well, it is actually the blood."