Chapter 2056: Sifang Yundong

The second thousand and fifty-six chapters
"Xuanzhen Dasheng and the corpse of the corpse are really there?"
"Where is there a fake, you haven't seen the scene of that day, hey, the three supervisors, shaking hands and shaking hands can kill me and wait for the existence, a blink of an eye, you will be sucked by the corpse Become a man! In my opinion, the fairy prison is not a great existence, even the demon corpse can come out, you say that the North Xuanyuanzun, is it possible to come out?"
"Shut up, you are talking about the ants in the early stage of this law, and also talk about the fairy prison? From ancient times to the present, no one can get out of the prison, the demon lord can not, the North Xuanyuan respect does not work, after a few days You can know how to pretend to be the demon corpse, how will it be!"
Among the restaurants that are separated from the Wang family by half a street, the monks watched the family while drinking and occasionally published their own opinions. They were so busy, but a table by the window sat down. A gloomy young monk, when he heard the words of Bei Xuanyuanzun, immediately gave a cold drink. The monks around saw him and his eyes flashed with anger, but then they got from this name. The young monk felt a touch of faint temperament and quickly shut up.
Because of the relationship between the young monks, the sound in the restaurant was much smaller. It didn’t take long for a few monks to go to the second floor, both men and women. When they looked down on the young monks, they shone slightly and went straight. Sit down at the table.
"Senior brother, we have received the news, all of them have come over, but the nine divisions are having something to do, and it should be too late."
Several people looked at each other and then looked at the young monk, a faint road.
"No problem, this time Wang Jiayu reappeared, rumored that he is Xuanzhen Dasheng, if this is the case, we can avenge the Master this time."
The young monk's haze.
He didn't suppress the sound, and he didn't have a voice. So the monks in the restaurant could hear it clearly, and the eyes flashed a fascinating color. It is no wonder that this person was angry when he heard the North Xuanyuanzun. He turned out to be with Xuanzhen. Is there a hatred?
"Yes, Ningbei Xuan is the one who looks like our teacher. We will take his ancestors this time!"
The younger brothers and sisters of the young monks have been chilling.
"What? Their masters are actually enemies with North Xuanyuan?"
The monks in this restaurant were shocked and looked at the eyes of these people with a hint of fear.
The existence of being able to bear enmity with Bei Xuanyuan must not exist in general, and the disciple who exists in this way must be a three-five robbery creator? It is already very close to the existence of the Xianwang class. I think that many monks have got up and left, and dare not stay here.
In fact, they are wrong. There is no such thing as a monk in this table. It will be lower than the seven robbers. The young monk is even more exuded by the spirit of the Eight Robbers. It is only difficult for the French monks to Breath to judge the true cultivation of young monks!
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Time has passed in the past few days.
"father."
Kuang Peng has no desire to stand in front of the great priest of Kunpeng, and respectfully bows his way.
"Is the message true?"
The question of the great sacred look of Kunpeng.
Kuang Peng’s lips were slightly moved, and he saw what he saw and heard. At the same time, he also attached his own guess. The face of Kuangpeng’s Dasheng was more and more shocked and half-sounding. His eyes flashed a hesitant color. You guessed it well, I am afraid it won't take long. The Dao Xian Xian Huang will come to this place again. It will be inevitable that there will be a big battle. The Qinglong mainland can't stay any longer. We are going to find a fairy tales."
"Why do you want to go? Qinglong mainland is the birthplace of our family. The rumored ancestors came from outside the world and landed here. If they give up easily, how can they be worthy of their ancestors?"
Kuang Peng did not want to shake his head.
Over the years, his cultivation has become stronger and stronger. Gradually, when he communicated with the great priest, he was able to express his opinions without being scolded.
"If you don't leave, you will be implicated."
The faint road of Zangpeng Dasheng, the eyes glanced at the king family.
"Father, haven't you thought about it? If my guess is correct, why do you think he will come back, why not hide after coming back?"
Kuang Peng has no desire to raise his mouth slightly.
"You mean...he feels that he has enough strength to counter the Taoist Emperor?"
Kuangpeng Dasheng brows slightly wrinkled. After saying this sentence, he felt that he did not believe, shook his head, and looked firm: "The Pengpeng family all evacuated from the Qinglong continent, as long as a few old people stayed behind the house, these years, Qinglong The visions of the mainland are everywhere, and there are always things that break out of the ground. At the beginning, a remnant knife made the dozens of creations tragically dead on the spot. In the end, there were more than a dozen Xianwang-level repressions. The more they went, the more they were afraid. These visions are even more. I have not been able to step out of this step since I practiced. It doesn’t matter if I die..."
After a pause, Peng Peng Da Sheng looked at Kun Peng with no desire: "But you, can't die! You are the generation of our family, you have the best chance to achieve the existence of creation!"
"Father, please rest assured, I will leave the Qinglong mainland after waiting for this, but I will not leave the Wangjiazu City until I am sure of the identity."
Kun Peng has no desire.
"Ugh……"
Zhai Peng Dasheng sighed and felt a little emotion in his heart. The child grew up with his wings hard and he did not listen to him.
Just as he still wanted to say something, the two looked through the window and found a huge shadow on the ground.
"this is……"
Wu Peng’s unremarkable look looked up and saw Wang’s ancestral city flying over a huge incomparable warship. It was faintly visible. On the deck in front of the battleship, there were more than ten figures standing, cold and overlooking. Wang Jiazu City, that kind of eyes, just like the gods look down on the ants.
"All are creators, and the strength is not weak. It seems that there has been movement in the side of the city."
He Peng’s expression was more and more entangled. He didn’t want to come here, but he heard the following people telling that Peng Peng’s desire was in Wangjiazu City. He personally took a trip and wanted to bring Peng Peng to leave the place, but obviously No desire to leave.
"Dao Yan Xiancheng is coming!"
"I don't know if I want to play a game later..."
In the city of Wangjiazu, one monk looked up at the battleship and his face gradually became dignified.
"Yu Ting Xian Wang is also here?"
The young monk who exuded the eight-roof creator of the Lord saw the battleship, but his eyes flashed a surprise color.
A woman around him saw a look, and the look became a little hard to look at. Looking at the battleship's eyes was a bit unsatisfactory. Then she discovered that her brother had broken up and flew toward the warship.