Chapter 1106: Meet

　　 The breeze blows his face, revealing the coolness.
　　 In the sky, a silver arc travels through the clouds, evoking thousands of waves. Looking closely, it turned out to be a rare silver flying carpet.
　　On the flying carpet, there were two people, one old and one young, the breath was very powerful, shaking the void.
　　 Juvenile lips with red teeth and white teeth, clear eyebrows, and occasional flashes between eyebrows prove that this person is not simple.
　　 And the old man's eyes contain a huge world, deep and abnormal, it seems that as long as he takes a glance, he can draw his mind into it. The radiated momentum even twisted the space within ten feet of the surroundings, and even the oblique sunlight could not fall down, blocked by an unspeakable force.
　　 These two are precisely Ouyang Ming and Jealousy who often get holes before coming out from the witchcraft department.
The old man swallowed his mouth, licked his lips, and rubbed his fingers against the flying carpet, with a touch of emotion in his eyes, and said softly: "Unexpectedly, Brother Ou was still a master forge. This wonderful and unbelievable item came from the hand of his brother. It’s incredible."
　　He said this very sincerely, without any intention of praising and exalting.
　　 Although the voodoo is powerful, it does not forge magic weapons. It only uses the cathode gas to quench the flesh. During the forging process, it is weaker than the Dragon and Phoenix clan.
　　 "The clan is well-respected, and it is not difficult to forge flying carpets." Ouyang Ming looked at the continuous, ups and downs of the big river below and spoke softly. If this word was heard by the rest of the forging masters, I am afraid that he would have to scold him somehow. But forged flying carpets, even in a large world, how many forging masters can forge flying carpets? And, this is a silver flying carpet.
　　 also was stunned, and took a deep look at Ouyang Ming.
　　 He has lived an endless period of time, and many people have seen a lot. The words spoken are true and false, and can be clearly distinguished by a glance.
Lightly stroking the white beard, he smiled and said: "It's not difficult to forge a flying carpet, but the elder brother Ou is extremely talented." In his feelings, Ouyang Ming is too young to believe in this age. Not only is cultivation not weaker than the imperial realm, but he is also amazing at forging his way.
　　Ouyang Ming smirked, revealing the color of memory in his eyes: "The clan's father has been reputed, I just have a bit more luck than the others."
　　 Jealousy shook his head vigorously, saying rightly: "Luck is also a part of strength."
　　 As soon as the words fell, he closed his eyes and nourished himself.
　　 In the sky, the flying carpet is as light as cotton wool, but the speed is getting faster and faster.
　　 As Ouyang Ming merged the power of the blood of the Dragon and Phoenix and the Tribe of the Tribe, and transformed into a spirit, stepped into another level of life, the spiritual power soared, and the mastery of the flying carpet became more and more familiar, and it can even be said to be free.
　　The time is now dusk, Ouyang Ming controls the flying carpet and makes a turn.
　　 Suddenly, a faint light curtain flashed on the horizon, and suddenly, even the afterglow of the sunset was blocked by the color.
　　 Seen from a distance, the whole world was shrouded in blood mist. The earth is desolate and lonely, with scattered rocks, dense vegetation, and dark darkness. And in the wilderness and wilderness, this scene is enough to make almost eight adults feel cold.
　　 "Strange, what's going on?"
　　 The eyes of jealousy and evil were condensed, the fine light in his eyes flickered, and his thoughts turned, entering the realm of the interaction between heaven and man.
　　In an instant, the flying carpet is the core of the surrounding, and even the most subtle changes will be clearly displayed in his mind. This is not that he is cautious, but in the heart of the source, there must be no mistake in being attentive as a dust and walking on thin ice.
　　 The sky became darker and darker, with a heart-pounding darkness, and the light on the earth seemed to be absorbed by an unknown substance.
　　 At this moment, a roaring sound spread through all directions.
　　 A ripple that was visible to the naked eye stirred up and instantly shattered the light curtain.
　　 turned into countless thick plumes of blood mist, rolling from the sky, the momentum was surging, as if the waves were beating the shore, mountains, rivers, spirit beasts... everything was enveloped in blood mist.
　　 "Who is it?" Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched and rubbed his brow gently, he felt a familiar wave in the blood mist.
　　 There was no hesitation, the toes were lighter, and he jumped from the flying carpet. The spiritual power in Dan Lake surged, with a long sleeve rolled up, and the flying carpet was put away, his eyes staring at the front.
The witch tribe's face was gloomy, the center of gravity was shaking, the air machine was slender and lingering, the old body swelled up, the dark light wrapped around his arm resembled two dragons, and the arrogant momentum swept away. His body flashed and was blocked by Ouyang Ming. before.
　　 "Let me go!" The old man's voice was not loud, but he carried a kind of overbearing domineering sky, raised his arms, and pressed the volley.
　　Under this press, the mist in the sky was stirred by a slender bamboo pole, and turned into a vortex with a wide width and a narrow width. As Kowloon absorbs water, it eventually turns into a white mist and dissipates quickly.
　　 "Interesting, the blood of the ancient witch clan? But how can it be?"
　　At the moment when the blood mist was about to dissipate, a cold and abnormal sound shook the aura.
　　 came from afar, listening to the tone, the person speaking should be a middle-aged man. There was awe-inspiring breath in this voice, like it came from the sea of ​​corpses.
　　With the voice, a man in a Chinese suit stepped on the void and came slowly. His coat was fluttering, his eyes dark, and a series of black arcs intertwined with each other.
　　 Feng Xinxiao gazed around, and finally fell on Ouyang Ming, his eyes flashed in blood, saying: "Where is life really not meeting, last time in the Phoenix family, if it were not you, how could I fail?"
　　Ouyang Ming did not speak, his face calm.
　　 "Why don't you dare to talk, afraid?" He sneered, with a deep tease in his eyes.
　　Ouyang Ming looked as usual, without any slight waves.
　　 But jealousy was angry, and a cloud of black clouds shrouded his head, and a force that could lift the sky was bursting out of him. You know, his cultivation behavior has already belonged to the top group of people in the world, even if compared with Fengmu, it is only half a step behind. Compared with the ordinary emperor who understands the law, the strong is not a little bit stronger. But now, a kid who has just grasped the law dare to jump in front of him, how can he not be angry? What's more, Ouyang Ming was the man who broke the game calculated by his brother,
　　Jie Xie's right hand lightly pressed the eyebrow, suddenly, the dim star mark at the eyebrow lighted up instantly. Bai Mang scattered, and there was an invisible wind, and his mouth snarled low: "Samsara fist!"
　　 He is a descendant of the ancient witch family. Even after the battle of punishment of witchcraft, countless precious inheritances were destroyed, but samsara is the three most important methods of the ancient witch family. It is carved into the bone marrow and imprinted into the soul.
　　 As soon as the words fell, the old man raised his arms and punched against the sky with a punch, and the punching wind swept across the eight directions, and the fist shadows became one.
　　 Under this fist, the mountains and rivers collapsed, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, nine days and ten places, trembling together, groaning nonstop.
Countless spaces turbulently appear out of thin air wherever the fist wind passes.
　　This is the reincarnation fist, which has the power to be arbitrary.
　　 "This... how could it be so strong?" Feng Xin Xiao was shocked in his heart, and a crisis that had never been seen suddenly appeared in his mind. But his face was not revealed at all, only to see his thin lips pursed, a space bag shot in his right hand.
　　 A burst of blood spread from his hands, and when it fell, a bottle of big tripod flew out, growing up against the wind, and finally became as big as a hill. This big tripod is blood red, with a strong smell, like it was taken from the blood lake. Inside Dading, countless obscure runes were engraved with a sabre, dazzling.
The four sides of Dading are based on the four monsters of evil spirits, fox immortals, magistrates, and punishment. They press the four sides horizontally, and the eyes of the four monsters are closed tightly. It came out like that, with a rich scarlet awn.
　　 gives people a sense of being close to the mountain, extremely heavy, it can crush mountains and suppress the heavens and the world.
　　The blood on Dading suddenly flickered, and Feng Xinxiao quickly pinched his hands, his index finger and were interlaced, making a flower shape, and pushed outward. This fascinating and strange big trip shocked, turned into a blood awn, and ran away against the fist that could collapse the heavens, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch, and it was fleeting.
　　 From this point of view, from the perspective of Ouyang Ming, I saw that the punching force swept from the horizon, like a black waterfall hanging upside down from a gigantic peak, with a strong transverse momentum that shakes the sky. Between heaven and earth, the sound of the roar of countless gods and demons suddenly sounded. If only this is the case, the key to this punch is the mellow sense of the way of reincarnation, without flaws. This punch can sweep the sky.
　　 On the other side, Dading has a vulgar and simple atmosphere~EbookFREE.me~ In vain, the blood shines and spreads to all directions, covering the whole world, and a gloomy feeling is scattered.
　　 Around Dading, there were countless blood-colored bubbles suddenly appearing, with a touch of dampness and heat, and "bang" gently exploded. The sound was extremely subtle at first, but gradually became denser with time. Hearing the ears, like the sound of the magic sound, the mind is like falling into a world.
　　 "Boom..."
　　 A tremendous roar turned into a sound wave sweeping away, wherever it passed, mountains, rivers, spirit beasts, everything was torn, turned into a awn, covering a hundred miles. This sound is like a bell and a drum, like Huang Zhong Da Lü, it can suppress all the sounds in the world. Immediately, the piece of aura exploded. Space is gone and born, and born and gone, and the evolution is endless.
　　 A violent and extreme gray ripple ripped open again, the mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles below collapsed, the rocks were emptied, and the whole land fell down inch by inch.
　　This is where the terror of the emperor realm of the rule of law is realized.
　　 hits with one hand, is contaminated with the power of the law, can destroy everything.
　　 Ouyang Ming sighed with emotion, glanced at Feng Xinxiao, and secretly said, how could he be so strong? How long has it been since I saw you? You know, when he first met, he had the strength to crush Feng Xinxiao, but now, he actually felt a deep crisis in Feng Xinxiao. ...
　　
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