Chapter 1351: Yuyu Feixing!

This!
What is this!
This guy actually waited for someone to pick him up!
The young Gan Zhe was originally laughing, and now a face is completely frozen!
That black sedan chair!
It seems not an ordinary sedan
It seems to be a lot higher than his own ruler!
This black car looks like a treasure!
And the man who carried the sedan!
It seems that every realm is above Lord Yan Sheng!
Lord Yan Sheng is the Taoist ancestor of the Sixth Realm!
"you......"
The young man watched Chen Zheng get on the black sedan chair, and subconsciously opened his mouth to shout. The four mysterious people moved, carrying the sedan chair with Zhuge Qingniu and Yan Ying, and blinked into the mist of wind and sand!
"It's weird!"
"The four people seem to be stronger than Master Yan Sheng!"
"Why are the immortal souls in the Palace of Everlasting Sorrow personally picking up the boy from the Xuanxian Realm?
Dozens of people whispered.
"Yan... Master Yan Sheng, that guy... what is so extraordinary, and why does that guy have this treatment! Isn't the land of hatred a dangerous one, why would you take the initiative to lead it? An outsider?"
The young man gritted his teeth.
"What's so extraordinary about him? What I can see is that his physical body is indestructible. As for which one is unclear, so although he cultivates into a level of mysterious immortality, I actually dare not say that I can Take him down."
The Qingguan middle-aged man groaned. He had seen the young man's physical body before, so he reminded the youth before, but it was a pity that the youth didn't take it seriously.
I thought I had seen through the young man, but I didn't expect that Changheng Palace would actually send someone to lead it. This surprised the middle-aged Qingguan. Because according to his understanding, the Changheng Palace is one of the oldest extremes and even one of the oldest immortal Taoisms. Even if this ancient Taoism is the lord of the dynasty, it is even the head of the ecumenical patriarchs in the Taixu I am afraid that the land of hatred will not give much face.
But the Palace of Long Sorrow has given a young man with a weak physical mana face.
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
At this time!
Several ghosts light up!
Several monks of forces entered the land of long hatred!
"Are you Sheng Yan under the ancestral dragon ancestor Gan Xiang?"
One of them was dressed in a white robe, and the head of the group swept over. When he saw the middle-aged man in the green crown, he raised his eyebrows.
"Tai Cang Sheng Jiu Ning Ming Mo Zong Gulie Taoist ancestor?"
The Qingguan middle-aged man looked around with fame and frowned slightly.
"It's hilarious. It seems that they all came for Yuyu Feixing, the supreme magic weapon of the Palace of Everlasting Hate. The second hurdle in the Land of Hate will not pass."
The other monk, almost all dressed in extremely exaggerated battle armor, has a tall man with a tremendous fierce beast decoration in the center mouth, sweeping over the middle-aged man in the blue crown and the man in the white robe, only laughing.
"Sin Temple is mad!"
Qingguan middle-aged man and white robe man glanced towards this side, their faces were sinking! And the disciples behind the two heard a few words of the Temple of Sin changed, and then heard the words Zongkuang, and their faces changed again!
Sin Temple is crazy!
Taoist ancestors in the eighth realm!
The first person of the young generation in the Temple of Sin!
The practice is supreme killing!
"Zong Kuang..." The young Gan Zhe shivered when he heard it, but quickly took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "You are Zong Kuang, but compared with the guy before you, Not a level! There was a guy before, who was cultivated to the level of the Xuanxian, which allowed the undead living creatures of the Changhen Palace to personally raise the sedan to meet him. Can you do this!"
"Ok?"
The mad eye caught Gan Zhe!
"My sentence is true, you can ask Master Yan Sheng if you don't believe it!"
Gan Zhe's stared heart had some hair, and he gritted his teeth!
"Yan Sheng Daozu, can this happen?"
Zong Kuang's eyes moved to Yan Sheng Taoist.
"This is true, but..."
The ancestor Yan Sheng nodded, only half of the words were spoken, and the madness burst into a mist of wind and sand with a wicked grin, and the monk of the evil temple shouted loudly!
"I'd like to see where Xuanxian comes from with such a big card, which can make people in the Palace of Long Hate carry the eternal long hatred to meet!"
The public repair only heard a sneer, and then the sand and mist were calm!
no doubt!
Zong Kuang took the first monk with Sin Temple in an instant!
"Zong Kuang should be able to deal with that kid..."
When Gan Zhe saw this scene, his eyes flashed away.
"By borrowing a knife to kill someone? I'm afraid this knife is not sharp enough." Yan Sheng's ancestor gently shook his head thoughtfully, reminding Gan Zhe: "If you see the young man again later, stop talking and don't talk Arch fire or something."
"Ancestor Yan Sheng, can this kid be bigger than our ancestor, Dragon Lord, Zulong?"
Gan Zhe was obviously reluctant.
Ancestor Yan Sheng shook his head again and sacrificed a magic weapon. The flash of divine light shrouded his side and also fell into the mist of wind and sand.
"We go in too!"
Gu Li Daozu snorted coldly, and also sacrificed a magic weapon to cover the disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Sects into the mist and sand.
"This time Yuyu Feixing is here, your majesty just sent us to investigate what the land of long hatred is. I didn't want to get Yuyu Feixing. I believe that other forces are too, but it seems that someone has already gotten ahead first. Come in later. After that, Her Royal Highness should not act rashly. Although Her Royal Highness has a natural power and has received the true biography of His Majesty, it is still a good thing to be careful. After all, this place is a land of long hatred."
There is also a force, the body of the fairy clothes robe is mainly purple, an old man in a purple shirt lowered his voice to a tall woman dressed as a man.
"Relax, I just came to see the scenery and take a chance by chance. My physique can be special. I have been reminded that no bad things will happen this time, and good things this time!"
The woman nodded again and again.
"So, let's go in."
The old man in purple shirt also nodded his head, offering a magic weapon, covering the crowd into the mist and sand.
...
After half a scent of incense.
"Yuyu Feixing!"
"It’s not wrong~EbookFREE.me~ This is Yuyu Feixing! Jiuzhonglou in heaven, with stars as lights, eternal permanent gold as pillars, and immortal magic vines as the cornerstone! This is the supreme magic weapon of the Palace of Eternal Hatred, I can cross the era, and there will not be any damage! If I can get it, I can easily escape the world's only disaster without practicing, and live to the next era! As long as Shouyuan is not coming, I can rely on it Stay alive!"
"That man is really Xuanxian. He didn't seem to be able to break the second hurdle. He was stopped outside the second hurdle and could not touch Yuyu Feixing!"
All kinds of exclamations!
At this moment almost everyone looked at the vast Jiuzhong Pavilion!
Because the Jiugonglou Pavilion is the supreme magic weapon in the legend of Changheng Palace!
Yuyu Feixing!
Everlasting!
As long as you can hide in it!
Then there is no need to fear any disasters!