Vol 2 Chapter 62: 3-way

Everyone no longer talked nonsense, and continued to chase deep into the Jinjinwo, where the pangolin had no clue, and now it must be turbulent and sinister. /WwW.Β, c /
At the front are still two rag dolls on the top, followed by Wen Leyang taking the lead, and the tail of the team is Luo Wanggen's corpse that can release the flying sword.
After a few steps, Wen Bu did not get bored again, and walked to Luo Wanggen's side: "Brother, what's the matter with your corpse, and will you release the flying sword?"
Luo Wanggen smiled triumphantly: "When I go back to Brother Wen, this corpse ..." He lowered his voice suddenly, and said mysteriously, "It's the corpse of a monk! It took a lot of work in Crow Ridge to find him. He broke his cave house and even dug out the magic weapon with us. After it was refined, it was much smarter than the average corpse, and it could barely evoke the magic weapon! "
Wen Buzao's eyes widened and raised his thumbs to express his sincere admiration: "High, control the corpse of the monk!" After that, he slammed his thigh: "I already knew that I would the corpse of Zique, if it was made into No one is afraid of Wufuli! "
Luo Wanggen, who has been shy all the time, actually showed a pityful look, and sighed sadly: "Yes, that is a good material ..."
Wen Bu does not continue to talk nonsense: "Let's take control of Zique's body first, and then help it to get back the yin and yang, hey, sun and moon will not be robbed!"
The jade knife wrap ring opened his mouth and scolded: "Two fools who don't know the height of the sky! Do you want to cook elephants with the fire of fried melon seeds? That corpse is a small character, and it can't be compared to the one of the purple finch when it is alive. Little finger, so you can be controlled by corpses! "
Luo Wanggen laughed, knowing that the jade knife wrap ring was right, this corpse is actually a test product in the family, but he knows how difficult it is to refine, and it is almost the masters of the family who join the battle and work together to achieve success The mana of this unlucky egg will never be too high, otherwise the flying sword will not rust.
Of course, Wen Wen refused to be soft-mouthed and said coldly: "All three of our skills are passed on from Tuozhu Shizu. His old man's skills can beat you ten or eight without delay in eating!"
The jade knife wrap ring was very angry and smiled: "Tuo Xie kid's ability is naturally good, but his face of the jar is all lost by you and your apprentices! To speak of the ability, you even have the mud in his shoe pit Ca n’t compare!
After that, I felt that the shock was too big. I quickly added a smile and added:
Wen Leyang is not bad.

Wen Leyang's skin is open and closed. Quietly feeling the silence around me. There is nothing for now. Hearing the topic to himself. He smiled bitterly and answered, "We and the Master Tuosha naturally cannot compare."
The front is still dull and lifeless and indifferent. Go deeper. The colors of boulders and trees are more like metal. The shape is getting sharper. Gradually, sharp edges appeared on the stones. The trees are also narrow up and down. Seems to be a long shuttle.
These earth and rocks and plants have been attacked by the ground in the golden nest for thousands of years. Have been sharpened out of sharpness. The smaller stones were all sharpened into a sharp knife that stuck to the ground. Occasionally a crisp earthquake sounded. It makes people shudder in their ears.
Wen Leyang picked up Xiao Yi again. Wen Buzao said with a smile from the side: "Girl. Brother Mingming gave you a saddle. There are riding boots and whips. Completely!"
Wen Leyang was very arrogant and funny: "Stop buying your own vice bridle."
Since leaving the messy land. Nothing was unusual along the way. A group of people talked and laughed. The spirit did not dare to relax at all. Not too fast to go. The sales of gold nests are endless. It never seems to end.
As soon as it was dark, Wen Leyang dared not go any further, Wen found a stone nest and set up a camp.
Except for Xiao Yi who did n’t have any skills, and could n’t keep going to sleep early, everyone else had no sleepiness. They whispered together about the eccentricity here. There should be a group of indigenous people in the golden nest, and now there are some outsiders, I don't know which side the big pangolin belongs to.
Several people talked more and more chaotic. Except that someone was fighting, the others knew nothing about it, and listed countless possibilities for equal opportunities. Finally, the jade knife wrapped in a ring was impatient, and it simply opened the topic, asking Wen Leyang: "Boy, I do n’t understand. Xie Zhuan, why are they so different from you? "
Wen Leyang talked about the process of practicing himself as a hot spicy mantra. After that, he asked again: "You said that I had the same ancestors' skills as Tuosha's ancestors. Is it true that the ancestors of Wen Laozi realized the earth's abilities, which is the ancestor's ability?"
The jade knife wrap ring was awkward at first. Then I explained: "It's not the same exercise method, the same number of ways! Tuo Xie was also relying on your quirky fist ..."
Wen Leyang said with a smile: "It's the wrong fist, the effort left by Tuo Xie's ancestors."
"Well, Tuoxia used the wrong fist to break other people's magic weapons and spells. The power contained in the wrong fist is not only much thicker than you now, but also has a different meaning!" : "What about the other two? He is also the successor of Tuo Xia?"
Wen Leyang nodded and briefly explained the three tricks that Wen Miaoluo inherited from Tuosha.
The jade knife wrap ring was silent for a while, before slowly speaking: "There is no reason, three apprentices and three methods ... Was Master Tuosha back then?" Then he suddenly yelled halfway, facing Wen Leyang Scolded: "Let me be short before me and Tuo Xia Shizuo Chang Tuo Xie Shizuo short, let me bring you also said ..."
Wen did not desperately lowered his voice and made a chuckle, but he couldn't be pleased: "Wrapped in a ring, if you enter our Tuotiaomenzong, it would be my junior ..."
Everyone laughed in a low voice, and even the silly corpse, on its dark and stiff face, squeezed out a smile, and at this moment, suddenly screamed like a night owl dying. , Coming from afar. In the dark night of Wan Laijujing and lifelessness, it seemed extremely harsh!
Everyone immediately stopped his voice, and Xiao Yi was awakened and opened his eyes violently, with fear in his big eyes.
Wen Leyang jumped up, walked a few steps toward the sound, and then stood still, frowning and hesitating, asking him to let this group of people down, he was not at all worried, but brought him by his side. None of them could hide the spiritual knowledge of the monk.
The jade knife wrap ring said: "Relax! The gold line in the gold nest is quenched, and the spiritual knowledge of ordinary monks here is worse than the natural ear and eyesight. Go together!"
Wen Leyang was stunned. After entering the depths of Jinjinwo, he only felt that the gold bank here was hardening and pressing, as if there were sharp razors quietly rubbing against the skin. However, his sense of land is not affected at all.
Wrapped Ring knows what he is thinking: "Your practice can't be tolerated by the sky, it's hard for you to be hardened, the monks just do the opposite, it doesn't matter anywhere else, it's not easy to use here!"
Wen Leyang nodded happily. A few years ago, he was on the Yanyan Peak. The master of the Great Compassion Temple displayed his eyes without hindering his intelligence. He blocked all the eyesight and spiritual knowledge of the loose training. His own spiritual consciousness was unexpected and unexpected The path leading to the ancient cave. Finally found the raccoon dog. The situation now should be similar to that of the beginning. The spiritual knowledge of the monks was blocked by the quenching of Jinjinwo, and his 36o-degree circular movie was played normally.
Wen Leyang picked up Xiao Yi and walked on the team. A group of people is quicker than a spirit cat and lighter than a viper, and hurries towards the place where the sound came.
The corpse was quite real, and he wanted to carry his big suitcase, and was dragged away by Luo Wanggen.
The screaming didn't stop, the cascades of screams and the hardening of the golden place, like a cone that kept plunging into everyone's eardrums, Wen Wen did not quickly catch up with Wen Leyang: "Nothing! Seems to lead us past! "
Wrapped in the ring, he smiled and said: "It's not to cite us, please stop talking nonsense and hurry up. There must be a good show!"
But if Wen didn't do it, he wouldn't sneak from the front. Eventually, he led everyone in a big circle and walked around from the side.
The screams became louder and clearer. After sneaking for a while, a bright bonfire appeared in the sight of everyone unabashedly. Everyone was lying on the ground, each using his own stealth technique, Wen people Lie like a lizard, and the Miao people lie on the side like a fish. The Luo family's stealth technique was the first time Wen Leyang saw them. They were lying on the ground facing the sky. Both Luo Wanggen and the corpse were like a hanged ghost, as if the black and white impermanence had already locked the death lock. He was dragging them forward step by step, not seeing any movement at all, but really moved straight to the destination ...
Wen Leyang approached slowly, finally being able to clearly see what was happening in the campfire. I just felt a goose bumps spread rapidly along my spine towards both sides. Xiao Yi has been lying on his back. At the moment, he also covered his mouth with the small hand in the air, his big eyes closed tightly and he dared not look at it again!
The jade knife wrap ring passed through the ears and said to everyone: "Don't move. It's a sorcery, that person is dead and not saved!"
In the middle of the bonfire, a head was lying on its back facing the sky. There was a white Juan under the head, a body was drawn on the white silk, and it was connected to the head. The head was connected to the scroll, and even blinked from time to time. Make various painful expressions.
A headless corpse was placed next to the head, which seemed to be his real body.
A muscular man giggled and slapped the headless body with a whip, and every time he tapped, his head would scream with a scream.
There were still a few people standing in the campfire. Wen Leyang's body was shocked when he cast his eyes on the ground. One of the people he had seen, the world's first family, the son of the painting city Leyangjia, Leyangwen.
When Wen Leyang went to Mount Emei for the first time to find the four masters, he once had a close relationship with Leyang Wen on the cut Yanfeng. In the first place, Leyang warmed up with the masters of Daci Compassion Temple and used Danqing to urge the mountain's situation. The second is that their names are very close relatives, so Wen Leyang was very impressed by him.
Le Yangwen, like a short winter melon, was still dressed up as a social person. A black bag and black pants had a small bag under his arm, a short stubble hair on his head, and a smile of million gold on his face. Beside him were several men under the muscle men and an old man.
The old man must be white, and the white head is long and chaotic.
Their attention was concentrated in the depths of Jinjinwo. The old man and the dwarf winter melon Le Yang showed their faces and were whispering something. If Wen Leyang did not make a circle under the leadership of Wen Bu, he sneaked over and could only see the back of these people. Now he can see the other person's profile.
Wrapped around the ring to everyone: "I was dumbfounded, there will definitely be something for a while! Especially if Wen is not a kid, if you dare to fart your ancestors to split you alive!"
Wen did not stare round. Suffering from not being able to pass the voice, he can't pay back, don't get in his throat in one breath, can't get in or out, except for facing the four old grandpas of the Wen family, he didn't pay back for the first time in life.
Sure enough, not much effort. A cool sword sound came from the air, and a small flying sword rushed from the depth of Pinjinwo, flying continuously across the bonfire, each time it was swung, it would leave a black in the air Scars, but in a moment Kung Fu has drawn a line of characters: madman, what do you want to do!
A few words shone sensibly coldly, and stayed in the air for a long time, and Feijian thundered loudly after leaving the words. As if questioning.
Le Yang Wen exposed the ridiculous sun, ignored the flying sword of the book, turned his head and looked at the man who was beating the corpse. With a fluent Jingkou film: "Liu'er, what do you do without dinner?"
The big man promised loudly, and the whip in his hand waved more anxiously!
Feijian paused, stopped his hissing, and immediately turned around and flew away, and the crowd did not stop it.
After another moment, an angry and thunderous voice came from the sky: "Crazy man! Trespassing Qilian Xianzong heavy ground, hurting my Qilian Xianzong disciples!"
Wen Leyang was taken aback, and the world thought that after the exquisite ice of Qilian Mountain was destroyed. There was no one in Qilian Xianzong, and their descendants actually hid in the depths of Jinjinwo.
Le Yangwen didn't speak at all, waved his hand at the whip man, and the man hurried again, the long whip cracked, the sound of broken bones and the screams in the head combined.
Wen Leyang narrowed his eyes and turned his hands slowly. He was about to take the big horn from Xiao Yi's hands, and his eyes lit up. A radiant Jianhua burst into the air, and the thick darkness was blown up in an instant. The bonfire's light suddenly became dim compared to the bright and glaring Jianhua!
Immediately the dazzling light shrank, and when Jianhua dispersed, there were five middle-aged Taoists in the middle of the campfire!
The ring-wrapped but contemptuous smile: "Qilian Xianzong is still so unreliable! This kind of blind-eye trick will only make experts laugh!" Then it was transmitted to Wen Leyang to explain: "Jianhua is Jianhua, they are them, they are tricks, Not a spell! "
Wen Leyang said with a cry of laughter: This trick has a chance to learn.
The people in the city do not have such good eyesight. In front of him, a Jianhua flash quickly appeared five out of thin air. I thought it was a real sword, this kind of cultivation only made the body like the Yuanshen. It can be attached to the flying sword only if it is true and false, and the only way to go to the end of the world is the only means of the legendary sword fairy.
The man who was beating the corpse immediately threw the whip and flashed to his master. Le Yangwen's face was also suspicious. He never expected that there would be a legendary sword immortal in the Qilian Immortal Sect, and there are still five at a time. With such strength, the Earth's Great Federation can be established.
The painting artist Le Yang Wen took the old man Bai and tried to step back. Unexpectedly, the old man shook his sleeve and threw his hand away, scolding: "The man in the painting city, I don't know how to write back words!" As soon as the watermelon was smashed and smoldered, the man who had just ran back and beat the corpse, somehow, when the old man wiped the ink with his eyebrows, then from the direction of the ink, the big man's head immediately split into two halves!
Old Bai snorted again: "Useless minions!"
Le Yangwen stood next to the old man and his face quickly returned to normal. After blinking his eyes, he seemed to have figured out something. Instead of stepping back, he took a step. The old man smiled: "Several cents finally showed up, we have been working hard all the way, just want to see you all, and as a result these traitors obstructed ..."
"Shut up, whispering madman!" An old man was furious, and his deep fingers flicked his head against the ground, his head scrolled continuously, and his body was drawn. Changjuan immediately twisted painfully, screaming screamingly. Countless flames appeared and quickly turned to ashes.
The head let out a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes again.
Le Yang Wen smiled: "Xian Chang breathes his anger, this kid obstructs our pilgrimage to immortals, and now the death penalty has been led ..."
The Taoist suddenly took a long breath, and his angered face calmed down quickly, and asked the Dwarf Winter Melon Le Yang Wen coldly: "Qilian Xianzong had retreated to the mountains long ago, and he no longer asked about the world, but the lord and his party broke in. What is wrong with hurting my disciples forbiddenly? "
Wen Leyang glanced at the side with Wen. Both of them felt a sigh in their hearts. They were hard-working outsiders, and they tortured your disciples in person. Now you still ask others why you want to do it. If you change it to anyone, you will fight and leave your mouth to make a confession.
Sure enough, the dwarf winter melon Le Yang smiled more firmly: "Jianxian turned out to have a good temper. Why don't you ask for it. If you can't do the Lord's words, please ask the head of Xianzong to speak, but five of them have to stay. The next one, for him! "He pointed to the Qilian disciple who was dead on the ground, and said:" A few of them will discuss it and leave everyone to succeed. It doesn't matter to us. "
The anger on Lao Dao's face passed by without a word. Suddenly an indignant voice rose from behind everyone in the painting city: "The world's Taoist gates shouldn't let Xiaoxiao be slow!" The earth sword is flowing. The two muscular men had their heads cut off before they even screamed! Le Yang Wen was taken aback. He didn't expect that he was still ambushing the enemy behind him. He first roared and scolded: "Where are the dogs!" Said a bald brush. His hands are turning like a wheel, a long damask rises in the sky, and the bald brush is pointing at the calligraphy and painting!
Chang Ling got a little bit of Dan Qing, Le Yang Wen sketched thickly, it was a giant spirit snake! Chang Ling was alive under Le Yang's pen, and suddenly came alive, rolling in the air and entangled with the green flying sword!
With Feijian, an old man wearing Xinghuang robe jumped out, squeezing the sword tactics to command Feijian. With a loud voice in his mouth, he said: "Goose and sheep roads and lanterns are live-action tees! Unexpectedly, the painting city is full of evil spirits, and the world is right!
Dwarf winter melon Le Yang Wen showed no signs of weakness, sneered and sneered: "The three links have long been lying for a long time. It was only at this time that they jumped out to sell human feelings. Isn't it too late?"
Wen Leyang looked at Wen with admiration without admiring it. If he were to circumvent and go to the side of everyone in the painting city, he would definitely collide with this old road of Goose and sheep road.
Wen Leyang had never seen a real person who kept the lamp, and there was no such person on Jiuding Mountain not long ago. Listening to the name should be a generation with Sanwei who is the head of Gouyangdao. I don't know when to buy the golden nest. Obviously he was also attracted by the screams, but the hiding place of both sides was far away, and the limited distance of Wen Leyang's spiritual knowledge failed to show him.
Wen Leyang didn't have a good impression of Gouyangdao at first, but when Qilian Xianzong's Taoist priests were weak and bullied, when the goose and sheep masters took action, they were still heartily happy. But Wen didn't do the sighing desperately, seemingly not caring about what was happening in front of him, struggling to draw a complex set of lips to Wen Leyang, and didn't understand Wen Leyang until he repeated it several times.
In the end, the jade knife wrap ring was transmitted to everyone: "He said: This old man is a plumber! I can read lips. What is plumber? Official title?"
Not only Wen Leyang. All of a sudden almost laughed out loud. All held back very hard, suppressing the tremor of the body. The tee is indeed the counterpart of the plumbing profession.
Wen Leyang suddenly felt that when Xiao Yi on his back was smiling, his tiny body became soft and felt itchy all at once. If he thundered and thundered again in front of him, he still did not Know when to go.
The painting city Le Yangwen's pen and ink magical skills are quite deep, and he independently fought against the seat of the Shili Temple in Dacibei Temple on the cutting of Yanfeng Peak. Don't fall down.
The muscular men who were with Le Yangwen were not weak, especially the old white artist with a pale face, who seemed to be the elder of the painting city.
Several muscular men showed their magic weapons under each other ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Surrounded by enemies, the three links lived in a hurry, holding the sword tactics in their hands, but a smile of joy and joy appeared on the powerful face. Shouted loudly in the mouth: "Hey, happy!"
Several muscular men were stunned, and couldn't help but laughed out loud with the old man, but the laughter immediately turned into a terrifying trumpet, and blood spewed wildly from their seven tricks!
Leyang Wen also seemed to be no match for the gossip and smiled, the muscles on his face twitched, and he was desperately suppressing his smile.
The old man in the painting city who was confronting with five Qilian Xianzong cared about Le Yangwen and ignored the enemies in front of him.
But to everyone's surprise, the five masters of Qilian Xianzong did not take advantage of this excellent opportunity to join forces to kill the enemy, but they gathered up the disciples' bodies and turned away!
Wen Leyang was angry and strange in his heart. If this is the case, what are the five masters doing, just to give the disciples a body?
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