Chapter 992: Hong Mengdao will start

Chapter 192, Hong Mengdao will begin
To say that the greatest prosperity in the realm of cultivation, we should count on the meeting.
This Hongmeng meeting will be held only once in a few hundred years. It is an important event for the famous sects of the Ming Dynasty to compete for the first sect of the realm.
But this time, the situation is slightly different.
Because of the addition of a magical martial art among these sects, it is the Rakshasa Gate.
As for the affairs of Rakshamon, the realm of comprehension is also a rumor, and there are many different opinions.
Although most people agree that the Qin Dynasty is a very powerful gatekeeper, they are not in the eyes of the Rakshasa itself.
A sect that has fallen for nearly a thousand years, can have a name.
The doorman of Zixia Cave thinks so.
Especially the Zixiadong main Xinxin, the most invisible to the Rakshasa.
"Master, there are a lot of people at Rakshamen."
On the peaks of the misty peaks, all the famous people gather together. One of the people at Zixia Cave saw the people at Rakshamen and couldn’t help but say to his master.
"Hey, the little Rakshamen, not worth mentioning, are all rabble."
The Zixia Cave master Xin Xin did not agree, and said the sleeves.
His gaze, a slight glimpse of the side of the Rakshasa.
The black man headed by him is naturally the Qin Dynasty. He is a jade tree, and the instrument is in the air. But most of the followers, who turned out to be Yan Yanyan's women, are beautiful and beautiful. If they go to the modern city draft, they must be very good. But to participate in the Hong Mengdao meeting, huh, huh, it is just a smile.
"Hey, this door of the Rakshamen is not very beautiful, the doormen are beautiful."
Some people in Zixia Cave couldn’t help but admire.
"Noisy!"
The owner of Zixia Cave screamed, "The cultivation of truth is a matter of pure heart and soul. Only the evil devils can pursue the appearance and foreign objects. If you don't have anything, do you want to worship the Rakshamen?"
"Master, the disciple is wrong..."
The doorman sighed with sincerity and sincerity.
Go to Rakshasa Gate?
Joke!
Zixia Cave is now a famous name, and it is almost going to catch up with the prestige of the eight sects.
The owner of Zixia Cave is the master of the golden body.
There are also elders in the sect of the sect.
Such a potential sect, who does not want to worship.
Rakshasa Gate?
Let's not say that they are the magic road, or a three-way sect that has been declining. Join them? Isn't that boring?
"The dream, your eyes should turn a bit."
At this time, in the team of Emei, a female disciple pulled the sister next to the body and couldn’t help but ridicule.
"Your eyes are going to fall to the Rakshamen."
"Ah, sister, don't, don't talk, I don't have..."
The face of the dream was suddenly red and the words were stuttering.
The clearing shook his head and said that his little apprentice, this heart has been given to others.
The eyebrows of the eyebrows are swaying and appearing very light.
These loves and loves are a great catastrophe in the cultivation of truth. Whether you can see through this robbery depends on the practice of the dream.
Because Hong Mengdao will not be a day-to-day event, the floating peaks will be arranged for the sects who came to participate in the guild.
Qin Chao, they were actually divided into the ethereal palace.
"Master, do you want to say hello to them?"
Li Weilong looked at the Rakshasa Gate in the crowd and couldn't help but secretly ask his master.
"No, it will cause trouble."
Bai Zheng shook his head, and if he greeted himself, he would ruin the good heart of the Qinmen.
After all, Jinxianmen is just a small martial art, and can't stand the big winds.
At the grand event, the eight sects and the eight heads gathered together.
Emei's Qingmei Daogu, Wudang's Taiqing real people, Lushan's Tan Hai, Kunlun's Tiandanzi, Shushan Temple's Shi Tian master, Huashan's head Yu Dehai, Qing Hong's night impermanence. With the Xuanyuan night rain of the ethereal peak, people will be together.
The eight-generation sects were arranged in the East Palace.
Other sects are naturally distributed elsewhere.
Only the Rakshamen and his party were divided into the Ethereal Palace, which made many people in the realm of the real world very different.
After hearing the embarrassing hospitality elders arranged, a dark-skinned big man suddenly jumped out.
"Why the small generations of Rakshamen will be divided into the most sacred floating palace of the peaks!"
"I don't know what the real person is?"
Asked the elders of the hospitality.

俺 is the gatekeeper of Zixia Cave!

The dark-skinned man said, "The repairs are not good, and the magical period is gone. I just can’t get used to the people in the magic road and say something for everyone!"
The people of the Eight Great Schools looked at the iron bull.
Naturally, I also look to the people of Rakshamen.
They are very curious, what will happen to the people of Rakshamen.
In particular, some people of the Eight Dynasties School know that Qin Chao is not a good guy.
"Let the Rakshamen door in the floating palace, which is the head of Xuanyuan."
The elders of the hospital explained, "Similarly, the status of Rakshamen is somewhat special. This is also well known to everyone, so there are some special arrangements, and I hope that the real people don't mind."
"Mind, I don't mind!"
The iron cow looked at his master, Zixiadong, and then patted his chest and said, "The floating palace is the first palace of the floating peak. Naturally, it is the strongest martial art to stay! Let the Rakshamon, the 俺铁牛 one hundred Not satisfied, one thousand dissatisfied!"
The iron bull is loud.
The elders of the hospitality were a bit big, and Xuanyuan’s head must have to live in the floating palace, and he felt absurd. But considering that the Ethereal Palace is not the most powerful place for the Essence Peak, there is not much to say.
However, this matter cannot be elaborated with the major sects present at the scene.
"You call it an iron bull."
Just when he was worried, Qin Chao, the door of the Raksha Gate, suddenly spoke.
"Yes, you are the iron bull!"
The dark-skinned big man looked at the Qin Dynasty. "Others are afraid of your Qinmen's arrogance. You are not afraid of the Iron Bull! You are the doorman of Zixia Cave. Zixia Cave is a famous decent. You don't believe in the Iron Bull. You dare to ignore Zixia. Hole, ignoring the whole name!"
Qin Chao snorted.
This big man, the long five big three thick, but it is very talkative.
"Nothing, this seat will naturally not work with you. Xiaoying, teach the guy who is not good at exporting."
"Yes!"
Liu Ying smiled and walked out.
When everyone saw it, this is a young girl who is not very old.
What can she do, is the door of the Rakshamen door crazy, and sending her out of the discussion?
"You still have to change yourself!"
The realm of comprehension has always been a big fist. When the iron cows saw Rakshamen coming out, it was natural to fight. But when I saw that it was a little girl, I suddenly wrinkled and said, "I don't bully children."
"Hey, you said who is a child."
Liu Ying is holding two little sisters. "I am already 17 years old, not a child."
Seventeen!
What can be done!
It seems that the doormen of Rakshamen are all newcomers who have just joined!
It’s a martial art that has been lost for a thousand years. It’s no longer enough.
"Qinmen, do you want to send a little girl to come up, is it hope that the iron bull is not fully shot?"
The Iron Bull couldn’t help but say, "Awesome magic!"
"Do not tell my master."
The smile on Liu Ying's face was closed. "You big man, people are ugly, and they are hard to hear."
"Hey..."
It was said by a pretty little girl that even if it was an iron cow, the face could not be hanged.
"Well, you are a little girl, since you are coming to die, don't worry about bullying you!"
Said, this iron cow suddenly appeared purple.
This is the effort of Zixia Cave, Zixia Gong.
The iron cow was facing Liu Ying, his hand was wrapped in purple light, and a big fist in the casserole was smashed.
"Not bad, the repair of the Iron Bull is a bit more refined."
Zixiadong couldn't help but nod. "There has been a realm of magical mid-term."
This Zixia Gong is extremely magical and can inspire human potential and fully utilize its vitality.
The so-called purple gas is coming from the east, and within the human body, there is a strong air transport.
Zixia Gong is to combine the vitality with this air transport, and the power cannot be underestimated.
The iron cow punched down, the little girl, afraid to be beaten into meat.
A lot of people who cultivated the real world also saw the iron fist's powerful punch. He couldn't help but close his eyes and couldn't bear to look down.
Who knows, the little girl named Liu Ying, but casually stretched out the white little hand, if nothing happened, it blocked the fist with one hand.
"boom!"
Violet Dasheng, Liu Ying and the floor under the foot of the iron cow, cracked in layers.
The small Liu Ying, who is more than one meter tall and tall, faces the giant man who is close to two meters high. He has not stepped back, and his arms have not shrunk.
"Just so hard, I dare to provoke my master, it is simply an idiot who doesn't know how to live!"
In the eyes of a group of people, Liu Ying extended the other hand and bounced on the chest of the iron cow.
"boom!"
The iron-bodied body was suddenly shot and flew out, then slammed into the distant pillar and broke the pillar.
The pillar is also unlucky. It can be one meter thick and seven or eight meters high. It is broken down like this. It squats on the ground next to it and falls into several knots.
All the comprehensions couldn’t help but swallow a sip of water.
This girl is very strong and ambitious.
It is possible to fly the people of the preaching period, what is the repair, ah, at least the baby period!
The face of Zixiadong’s Lord is also very beautiful, and the various colors are full of them.
"Stupid, you don't beat you today, you don't know the girl's power!"
Liu Ying rolled up his sleeves and walked forward.
"Enough, Xiaoying, come back, it’s almost gone."
Qin Chao said at this time.
"Yes."
Liu Ying listened to the words of the Qin Dynasty, and then he jumped back.
"Awful..."
At this time, the iron bull climbed up.
On his body, the purple light is great.
The big man made a bow, and the purple light on his body changed shape.
I saw a purple bow and arrow, and a purple arrow, appeared in his hands ~EbookFREE.me~ arrow, pointing to Liu Ying's back.
"Little skin, want your life!"
A lot of self-cultivators can't help but scream, this arrow is over, the little girl is even worse, it must be seriously injured!
"brush!"
The arrow was very fast, and he left the hand of Dahan in the blink of an eye and ran to Liu Ying’s back.
Liu Ying jumped back and walked back, not paying attention to the arrow behind.
And just in this millennium, a black fire suddenly rose from the back of Liu Ying. Then, the fire turned into a human figure, reaching out to the palm of his hand and firmly grasping the purple lightsaber.
"As a famous decent, even a dark arrow hurts people, and they just lose the right face."
The fire was completely transformed into a human form, and it turned out to be a glamorous woman.
In her hand, she also holds a two- or three-year-old boy who is very cute. The appearance of the child, there are seven points, to the opposite of the Rakshamen door Lord.
"Shen Qing..."
When Qin Chao saw her, she could not help but frowned.
"Mr. Qin, her cultivation has broken through a lot."
Xiao Bai looked at the real side and whispered to his own Mr. Qin.
"I know, I can see it."
"Are you also a Rakshamen?"
The iron cow saw Shen Qing appear, did not know this glamorous woman, yelled.
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