Chapter 1795: He is my young master [third more]

While flying, I feel that my body is not controlled by myself, and I am getting harder and harder, and I will fall from the sky at any time.
Whenever I couldn’t hold it anymore, the figure of Chen Yonghuang and the young man appeared in sight. It seems that I knew I would catch up and wait here.
"Please also ask the adults to save me..."
Feeling that the internal organs have turned into stones, and the ancient holy people can’t look at the image, and come to the youth, full of fear.
Blood reborn strong, is equivalent to having countless lives, but the whole body has become a stone, and the ability to be strong, can not be displayed, and finally only a path can be left.
Although he ignored the world and didn't want to participate in the event of Chen Yonghuang, he still didn't want to die.
"My cultivation is only a whim, I want to save you, I can only rely on the imperial concubine, but he... I am afraid of seas, I am afraid there is no time!"
Frowning and frowning.
There was no agreement on his life and death, so they could do nothing at the moment.
"I..."
I didn’t expect to pick up my own feet so quickly, and my face was red and white:
As long as you can save me, you can listen to me!

Do not agree, now die, promised, and there are opportunities for life, even the wealth of wealth is at your fingertips, how to choose, there is no need to entangle.
"Since you promised, it's easy..."
Gently smile, Zhang Suedong passed.
"Can this be?"
After listening to the sound, Chen Yonghuang frowned, and some could not believe it.
Zhang Xuan nodded.
"That's good..."
A deep breath, Chen Yonghuang's wrist turned over, a long knife appeared in the palm of his hand, and his palm shook.
Hey!
The knives tore the space and smashed down against the ancient sacred. The latter's body was stiff and the reaction was not over. It was shackled on the chest and pulled out a huge wound.
The blood flows down the blood.
"What are you doing?"
亳埙古圣 did not expect that this direct action in front of him, swearing.
"What else can you do? Of course it is to save you!" There is no expression in the face, and there is some impatience in Zhang Hang's tone: "If you don't save, let's go now!"
After the ancient St., almost did not plant from the air.
Who I recruited, whoever blamed it?
"Also ask the adults to help save..." Full of depression, but did not dare to say more, holding the fist.
"This is almost the same!"
Nodded, Zhang Hang no longer said, came to the front, the finger clicked.
The blood and his fingertips come into contact, releasing five colors of light again, like something, being pulled from the other side.
The light is getting more and more radiant, and the fingertips of the hanging are constantly rotating and gathering, and soon form a stone.
It is the meta magnet of the ancient sacred refining.
There is less and less colorful light in the body, and the latter feels a bit stiff body before, and it regains consciousness.
The stone in the other hand is like being aware of the good things that have been destroyed, the beating, the horrible thoughts, the desire to break through the youthful instinct, but it can't be done anyway.
"This stone...has your own idea?"
亳埙古圣眼皮跳.
With this stone for almost three thousand years, I have never noticed this.
Intellectuality is similar to some powerful weapons, and refining is more complicated, not like him, assimilated with infuriating.
"I didn't have it, but you refining it with infuriating, it is also assimilated to you with your own strength. For a long time, Wen has raised his own ideas!"
Zhang Su explained: "The reason why you are not aware is because this idea is just awakening at the same time you refine and refine, turning you into a meta-magnet. It is equal to having a body and a soul. You are completely dead..."
There is a refining stone in front of him, and the stone is refining him.
The magnets born in the heavens and the earth, even the ancient holy, are not so easy to take for themselves.
Otherwise, the abyss of the Yuanxiao Mountain will not exist for tens of thousands of years, and it has always existed.
However, under normal circumstances, this stone, even if it can give birth to ideas, also needs to know how long it takes to turn an ancient saint into a stone, it is not so easy... It is a hanging, quietly controlling the power of Yuan magnetic, giving each other Kai Ling.
This means, with the help of the roots of the method of enlightenment, although the ancient St. is powerful, without notice, directly in the move.
Although doing so, it is a little forced to force the other side, but even if you don't shoot, with the passage of time, the current situation will still appear. Therefore, at this moment, it is still equal to help solve the hidden danger.
I didn’t expect to die in a stone hand, and the face of the ancient sacred white.
"Yuan magnetic, as a special force, is not so easy to refine..."
Nodded, Zhang Hang's palms raised, and the multicolored lights gathered in the hands more and more.
The stone of the dragonfly keeps beating and wants to rush out of his heavenly way, but he can’t do it.
"Try refining..."
Seeing the strength of the metamagnetic body in the other side of the body, it was almost pulled away. Zhang paused a sigh of relief, knowing that this would no longer be life-threatening, and his heart suddenly moved.
This piece of magnet, it is difficult to refine it, but he has the heavenly method, the innocence, the ability to change the attributes, become this power, and perhaps, can be completed smoothly.
With the idea, the spirit moves, and enters the Spring and Autumn Festival in the library.
Zizi!
The multicolored light in the stone in front of the eye, immediately consumed by the naked eye, turned into a stream of air and poured into his body.
His thoughts were cultivated in the Spring and Autumn Ceremony, which is equivalent to ten times the speed. The outside Chen Yonghuang and the ancient sacred sacred, only seeing the sky shining, the colorful light is flourishing, what happened in the end, but it is invisible.
"Does it... Yuan Magnet, want to devour him?"
亳埙古圣眉毛一跳.
This thing, just assimilated it almost died, was extracted from the front of the eyes, it should not be angry, to deal with him!
It’s true that they can’t save people.
"This... I don't know, but since he can solve the magnetic force in your body, it should be able to solve the current situation..."
Chen Yonghuang is also full of strange, and finally nodded.
In front of you, you can make the spirits look at each other, and naturally have different skills.
"He... is your new disciple?"
Listen to Chen Yonghuang, this is a sigh of relief, and at the same time it is full of doubts.
He and the old man have known him for a long time. They have never seen this before. It’s hard to believe that there are not many new students.
However, if you are a student, how can you be the master? Moreover, looking at the dialogue between the two, it seems that this young man has a higher status.
" Disciple? My brother has broken me... This is my young master!"
Chen Yong Huang Dao.
"Young Master?"
The ancient St. is more strange.
Sweeping the horizon]
After opening an afternoon meeting, I have missed a lot of time, just three more. However, today is a holiday, hehe. Laoya will continue to work hard and continue to ask for a monthly pass! There is an update in the early hours of the morning.