Chapter 1325: Grab the spirit

An extraterrestrial fairy is falling like this!
What really shocks people is the person who killed him, a Taoist Yang Junshan of Huang Tingjing!
Even if it is Yang Junshan, in the repression of Yuan Ruoxue’s pure Yang Yuanshen under the suppression of Shan Junyi, when he used the Tianxian finger to follow a finger, the heart was also greatly embarrassed, as if all this was not true. It seems to be in a dream.
However, Yang Junshan was thinking about something at the moment, but no one else knew it, but someone had been frightened by the sudden explosion of Yang Junshan!
Gu Ruo Xuan, who has been entangled in Jiu Xian Xian Zun, is not in a hurry. Even if the space corridor is difficult to maintain under the destruction of the celestial mirror, he is not too worried about leaving Zhou Tianshi until Yuan Ruoxu One of the gods, Shen Xianzun, died in the hands of a Huang Ting Tao Xiu, and he was flustered.
A Jiu Xian Xian Zun may not be too worried. If Yang Junshan turned his hand to join forces with Jiu Xian Xian Zun, then he still has the hope of escape?
In fact, after Yang Junshan completely destroyed Yuan Ruoxue’s pure Yang Yuanshen, Jiuyi Xianzun had already heard the sound and awakened the somewhat ignorant Yang Junshan.
"This person has to go, help the old man!"
Yang Junshan was alarmed. When he turned his head and looked at it, he saw that Gu Ruo Xuan was like a madman and generally launched a counterattack against Jiu Xian Xian Zun.
When Yang Junshan saw it, he broke the sky and took the lead to fly out. He passed through the void directly, and he wanted to cut off the back road of Gu Ruo Xuan.
Unexpectedly, Gu Ruo Xuan is already a bird of surprise. He sees Yang Junshan turning and shooting. He immediately blows up like a cat who stepped on his tail. He almost missed it and threw the ball of Leiling in his hand.
This hand is to make Jiuyi Xianzun and Yang Junshan all a slight glimpse. The two obviously did not think that Gu Ruo Xuan would actually have to work hard to get this thing. A little hesitant, this shot is a bit slow.
However, both of them are hard-working and determined people. It is only after the thoughts that they have already understood the ancient intentions of the ancients. Naturally, they will not be easily fooled by small losses. Instead, they will be more sharp and sharp, and the distance from Gu Ruo Xuan will be closer. A lot.
However, at this moment, Jiuyi Xianzun suddenly noticed that there was a slight sneer in the color of the ancient mysterious gods. After the sweep of the gods, there was a bad voice, but only had time to say: "Be careful!"
When Yang Junshan glimpsed a little, he suddenly noticed that the thunder of the surface of the Thundering ball that was thrown out was more frequent, but he had not waited for him to fully respond. A glaring brilliance came with a deafening bang. The thunder of lightning burst into the range of hundreds of feet.
Yang Junshan quickly retreated in the thunder, even if he had a tyrannical forging, he did not dare to be indifferent to the self-destructive power of the Leiling ball.
Among the voids, there are also Jiu Xian Xian Zun and Gu Ruo Xuan.
These two Xianzun may not have Yang Junshan's sturdy flesh, but they are completely able to protect themselves by virtue of their own spiritual deities, but they dare not face the self-destructive power of Thundering's ball, and they are far away from self-destruction in the void. The center position is back.
It was only the detonation of the spirit of Lei Ling’s ball, the ancient sect of the ancient sect, but at this time, it did not take off the cover of the self-destruction of the Leiling’s newspaper, but it was smashed in the edge of the blast, even exposed. Looking forward to the color, as if waiting for something.
At this time, in the raging white light, a purple light group condensed into a group, holding a few small Leiguang purple from far away.
When Gu Xuan was suddenly bright, even the power of Raytheon’s self-destruction was still there, and he plunged into the thunder and chased the purple thunder, and tried to separate the purples that were about to be separated. The thunder ball is caught in the hand.
Jiuyi Xianzun has just left the scope of the blast of Lei Ling's ball. When he looked back, he saw several condensed thunderballs flashing across the thunder.
Jiuyi Xianzun’s heart moved, and immediately condensed a hand of vitality into the thunder and fished the past.
It’s just that he started late, and the speed of the thunderbolt was extremely fast. When Jiu Xian Xianzun took the largest one of the thunderballs in his hand, the other few thunderballs were early. It has disappeared from the four.
On the other side, Yang Junshan did not have the skills of two Xianzun. The original self-explosive range of the ball that had not escaped completely escaped from Lei Ling’s ball could only be repaired by his own forging body, but it was unexpected that when there was a thunderball in Leiling When the ball blew around in the process of blasting, it was the position where he was at this time became a near-water tower!
A fist-sized purple gas wrapped in thunder light came straight to the door of Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan initially thought that someone had sneaked. When the thunder and purple gas fell in front of him, he realized that something was wrong. He quickly changed his position and grasped the "silver space" with his hands and the blockage of the physical body. Finally, the purple gas of this group was caught in the hands.
Yang Junshan’s knowledge was inspected in the purple gas in his hand, but he was repulsed by a layer of lightning wrapped around him. However, he also felt that the light that was wrapped outside seemed to be specially designed to protect the purple inside. Gas, and the power of this light is also in the process of rapid exhaustion.
In the process of Yang Junshan just capturing the thunder and purple gas, he also noticed that there were still a few light in the thunderstorm that were wrapped in thunder and flew in different directions.
After Yang Junshan settled the thunder and purple in his hand, the several light have gone far in different directions. Yang Junshan has already guessed that these light-encrusted light groups should be The Zijing Pavilion, which is hidden in the ball of Lei Ling, inherits.
Yang Junshan hurriedly stalked through the thunder, trying to chase other thunderbolts, but when several of them were close to the ground, suddenly there was a hidden wave of volatility, and then there were two figures suddenly coming from the sable Among the remnant arrays of the defensive squad, each of them grabbed a beam of light that was much smaller than Yang Junshan’s Leiguang purple air mass and turned away.
Despite the lightning barriers and remnants, Yang Junshan still can roughly conclude that these two figures should be the wonderful Taoist people who have never appeared before, and the great master Luo Bingyang from the river Luohang Palace.
Even Yang Junshan was surprised. I never thought that these two people could actually hide themselves with the help of the sacred ancestral hall. This made Yang Junshan have a new understanding of the two people’s rumors, especially after crossing the thunder. The robbers are wonderful.
Yang Junshan did not intend to chase the two, knowing that the eighty-nine is not catching up, simply returning to meet with Jiuyi Xianzun.
At this time, the power of the self-destruction of the Thunderbolt ball has gradually passed, and the space corridor has begun to collapse completely after this blow.
However, Gu Ruo Xuan has taken the opportunity to break away from the entanglement of the Jiu Xian Xian Zun, jumping in the debris of the space barrier, avoiding the illumination of the celestial mirror, and escaping all the way to the space channel that is slowly shrinking.
Jiuyi Xianzun naturally refused to let the other party leave, driving the dawn also flashed in the sky, followed by Gu Ruo Xuan.
Yang Junshan also quickly kept up, but unexpectedly just took hundreds of miles in the sky above Leizhou, and suddenly he saw that Jiu Xian Xianzun, not far from the front, suddenly stopped and seemed to be alerting.
When Yang Junshan saw his heart, there was a feeling of not being good. The speed could not help but slow down. Then he saw that Jiu Xian Xian Zun suddenly turned around and looked at him. What seemed to be shouting loudly between the opening and closing of the mouth, but Anxious affection is falling in his eyes.
The breath of death has already come to Yang Junshan in the first step of the sound of Jiu Xian Xian Zun.
Ghost monk?
This kind of feeling that almost makes him feel like he is dead, is it that Huang Tingwang Wang is secretly shooting him?
Is that Bao Jingyu? Yan Jingzong? Or is the ghost king of Yanzhou banned? Or is it two of them?
For a moment, Yang Junshan flashed a few thoughts in his heart, and the touch of death constantly swayed the potential of his body.
The ignited pure yang blood, the Dantian road tire that is being bred, is undergoing the transformation of the Jiuyi Zhenyuan, which is almost simultaneously launched at this moment.
The seeds of the sacred magical power in the birthplace were touched, and the body of the nine 仞 仞 被 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间 瞬间Suddenly the sneak attack was a stupid general.
Suddenly, there was a sneer in the void.
A crying sorrow appeared from the front of Yang Junshan, pointing directly to his eyebrows.
At this time, Yang Junshan was pale, and he did not know whether it was too late or scared. He did not make any precautions at all. Even if he simply used the body to form a barrier in front of him, he could not do it.
At this time, the voice reminded by Jiu Xian Xian Zun finally rumored: "Be careful, it is a ghost outside the field!"
"It’s late, this child must die!"
The shape of the imperfect fairy statue has now appeared from the void, and the look of Yang Junshan is filled with awkward smiles.
Suddenly, a sigh of breath suddenly emerged from Yang Junshan's body, and such a breath is certainly no stranger to the impermanence.
At the time of the impermanence of the immortal fairy, the dantian tires of Yang Junshan finally changed again because of the changes in the body. One of the two sacred phoenixes that had been formed in the birthplace of the road and Yang Junshan had already formed. The symbolic juxtaposition of the magical seed was suddenly spurred, and a mysterious and chaotic breath suddenly emerged from the symbol, and then appeared straight in the land of Yang Junshan's eyebrows.
The crying and sorrowful bar happened to be in the middle of this group of chaotic air masses, and then the unpredictable Xianzun’s long-planned blow was actually not allowed to enter half a minute at this time!
Not only that, but a small group of chaotic breath is back to the roots of the crying and sorrowful, all the way to destroy the evil spirits of the impermanence of the immortal, and there is a counter-attack.
"Xian Shu Shen Tong!"
The impermanence of the immortal singer screams and retreats. Looking at Yang Junshan’s gaze is already an accident and horror.
At the same time, Yang Junshan, who was full of grief after the reaction, also not only flew his legs, but even left the area around the space corridor, even if there was only one debris left in the space corridor. At this time, Yang Junshan hated to put the mirror on top of his head.