Chapter 1592: Purple gas, from the war

A giant python can make the Da Luo Jing Xian dizzy, a sound can smooth the space turbulence.
Is this the strength of the existence of the road?
Although Yang Junshan was shocked by the existence of the powerful territory, after the shock of the heart, it was the yearning for the road and the more determined thoughts on his own path.
However, at this time, the Xianzhen space has been broken, and a fierce battle is inevitable, and the Xiangong side seems to be undoubtedly at a disadvantage. Yang Junshan is now a priority, but how to preserve himself in the next war.
In fact, Yang Junshan has a certain hunch, this may be difficult!
A kind of inductive sensation suddenly came, Yang Junshan suddenly turned back, but saw the bluestone trail at the end of the void, the celestial mirror is still in a fierce tremor, sprinkling a piece of broken brilliance.
In Russia, a mirror light sweeps out, Rao is Yang Junshan had prepared, but inevitably squinted his eyes, and then saw a purple mangling under the shadow of the mirror, flew toward his eyebrows.

Hong Meng Zi Qi?

Yang Junshan’s heart moved, and the body that had been subconsciously evaded suddenly stood still.
When I saw the purple gas, I had to go into the eyebrows between Yang Junshan, and suddenly there was a scream of screaming. A cold wind rushed into the Yang Junshan vest.
Yang Junshan was shocked, and even refused to pay attention to the red and purple air that was about to come. When the figure flashed, people had already appeared in the dozens of feet.
Looking back, I was seeing a blue shadow flashing through the void and going straight to the purple air.
Yang Junshan screamed and rushed to the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, a sneer came from the blue shadow, and then Yang Junshan saw a sinister sigh of smoldering like a blowout. The void of hundreds of feet seemed to be frozen at this moment, even the mountain jun It was also sprayed by the suffocating air and it was not allowed to fall.
"Oh, but that's it!"
A voice came, a person dressed in blue, with a sardonic color, has reached out and grabbed the purple gas.
Unexpectedly, the purple gas seems to have spirituality. Even though the blue man has already shackled the surrounding emptiness when he reached out, the purple gas was only dexterously turned in the void, and he slipped from the blue hand. Walking, as if not affected by space restrictions.
After the purple gas escaped the capture of the blue man, it flew again to the position where Yang Junshan was.

Hey? It’s really a slap in the face, but it’s a delusion to escape the palm of your hand!

Said, the blue celestial gaze looked at Yang Junshan in the direction of Hong Meng Ziqi flying away, but the scornful color in his eyes was not reduced.
The demon sage, this blue monk is a magic repair!
Seeing that he reached out to his own eyebrows, there was a magical spatter in the top of his head, and the two flowers of the sacred magic were in full bloom, and the surrounding voids were once again imprisoned, and this time the imprisonment was even more wonderful. Around, even a space barrier is beginning to form.
The Da Luo Mo Zun has been cultivated on the top of the flower and the flower of the earth. Strictly speaking, it can be regarded as the middle of the big Luo Jinxian.
"Dream!"
Yang Junshan could not help but exclaimed the means of showing the blue magic demon.
In the field, this is a symbolic means of the great supernatural powers!
It is the closed environment similar to the space secret created by Da Luo Xian Zun, relying on the top three flowers and his own gods, and in a short period of time, in this field, Da Luoxian Respect can maximize its own advantages, and even can be said to be a request.
Yang Junshan advanced to the Da Luo Wonderland, naturally also has the qualification to cultivate his own field, but his advanced time is too short, and from Leizhou to the present, he is basically in various strains, where there is time to condense Its own field?
"Hugh think!"
Seeing that Hong Zi and Zi Qi will fall into the hands of Da Luo Mo Zun, Yang Junshan naturally wants to stop.
Although Yang Junshan did not practice Da Luo Xian domain, but this does not mean that he would not dare to fight with the magic deity, don't forget, when he was a golden fairy, he used to be a big Luo Murong Qingtian of Wonderland hits.
In the field, the advantage of Da Luo Xian Zun can be expanded as much as possible, so that he does not step into the scope of the other party's field, and this does not mean that Yang Junshan has no means of breaking.
Breaking the sky in hand, Yang Junshan's entire temperament suddenly changed, Shentong has not yet shot, the momentum is already shaking the world!
"broken!"
In the moment when the celestial celestial beings smashed the sky and smashed the sky, Yang Junshan felt as if one side of the world was shattered in front of him. This supernatural power showed an unprecedented power in his hands!
"Creating a magical power!"
The big Luo Mo screams and knows that he is greatly underestimated, but he has no time to remedy it.
The cracking sound of "噼里啪啦" came, and the magical domain of the Great Luo Mozun was broken like a mirror. The big Luo Mozun’s face was white, his chest was boring, and the demon domain was broken to give him the anti-phagment. There was a short pause in operation, which was difficult to sustain.
When the magic domain was broken, Hongmeng purple gas was like a fish, and it was drilled out of the space gap of the magic domain. Then it continued to fly toward Yang Junshan, and the big Luo Mozong was afraid of it. It’s too late to catch up with the hungry purple.
Seeing Hong Meng Zi Qi will have to get it, Yang Junshan not only did not smug, but more and more vigilant.
Sure enough, when Hong Meng Zi was only a hundred feet away from Yang Junshan, a wooden vine broke open and there was a bud that appeared and grew on the vine, followed by a flower bud, until Fully in full bloom, it was only a short moment, but it was clearly and completely displayed in the eyes of Yang Junshan.
Waiting for the moment when the flowerbed blooms, the trumpet-like flower seems to have a special attraction. It suddenly makes the Hongmeng purple gas that originally flew to Yang Junshan suddenly burst into the air and seems to have met one piece. Things that are extremely difficult to choose are average.
When the wood vines couldn’t appear again, they would attract Hong Meng’s purple air. When the rattan was about to smash, they would roll up to Hong Meng’s purple gas.
However, Yang Junshan had already arrived at this time, and he reached out and handed Hong Mengzi into his hands.
There was a roar in the void, and the scroll of the wood vine turned, but it was uploaded to the body of Yang Junshan.
At the same time, the Luo Luo Mozun, who had just calmed down the turmoil of the guilty devil, has already arrived. He did not know when he was a three-legged fork, and he straightened to the body of Yang Junshan.
The moment that Na Hongmengqi was caught by Yang Junshan, it turned into a stream of water and generally infiltrated into his body, almost at the beginning.
However, he did not even have time to experience the change of Hong Meng's purple gas into the body, and a huge crisis has already followed.
Wood vines rolled up two times in the waist of Yang Jun, and they immediately tightened, wanting to drag Yang Junshan away.
Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan suddenly burst into a burst, and his body suddenly began to grow. From seven feet to seventeen, he did not stop. The wood vine could not pull Yang Junshan any more, and even he turned his hand and copied it. The wooden vines at his waist were caught in his hands.
The wood vine is suddenly stretched in the case of both sides of the force. As the two sides exert their own strength, the vines begin to crack continuously, and at this time, the buds develop from the cracks and grow into a thin vine. Strips, entangled in a circle of cracks, while avoiding further expansion of the cracks, but also make the whole wood vines more robust.
Don't forget, just as Yang Junshan and the Turkic singer Dai Luoxian played against each other, the Da Luo Mo Zun who had just suffered a dark loss under Yang Junshan had already sacrificed the magic weapon to Yang Junshan. .
Although Yang Junshan grabbed the glory of Hongmeng, he suddenly faced two attacks from Da Luoxian.
"Hey, boy, surrender, and you will die if you wait a while!"
The great Luo Mozun magic sounds the brain, but can not affect Yang Junshan.
When Yang Junshan was eyeing, he would be hurt under the three-legged fork, but unexpectedly another rattan was pulled out of the void, and the sound of "啪" smashed the three forks and one roll.
Da Luo Mo Zun was forked, and suddenly angered: "Pan vine, what are you doing?"
"Hong Meng Zi is my!"
A sigh of relief came from the void, saying: "Palace, I want to take away the evil spirits of everyone, and don't think that you will feel the victory in your back!"
The palace dive demon screamed and recalled the three magic forks. The backhand inserted it into the void, and at the same time, the mouth was blown, and a green flame fire burned toward Yang Junshan.
However, Yang Junshan was sneer at this time: "It’s ridiculous, isn’t Yang in such a gaze that he was despised in the eyes of two people, even when they joined hands to deal with me, they dared to distract each other, so when Yang was muddy Not?"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Junshan’s huge body suddenly burst into purple. He was suddenly yelling at the big Luo Ling demon vine with Yang Junshan’s wrestling. He felt that the vitality of the body was actually lost, but he could not wait for him. When he made a response, he heard a "squeaky" sound, and the root of the wooden vine that was entangled in the waist of Yang Junshan actually collapsed under the dual action of Yang Junshan's giant force and congenital mixed vitality.
At the same time, Yang Junshan's other hand vacated the Thunder, while whispering words in the mouth, and then pointing to the head of the void, I heard a thunder in the air, a purple electric light has broken through the void.
Lei Shen Shen Tong has a strong gram production for most of the Mozu magical powers, and Zi Yan Shen Lei is the top ten sacred magical powers in Zhou Tian's local comprehension inheritance, and the restraint of the Mozu Shentong is even more obvious.
The palace screaming demon screamed, and a magic fire had been annihilated by Le Mans. The rest of the hurriedly took it back and swallowed it into the belly. Even the competitors of the genie and the vine could not care.
The void breaks open, and a look is gray, but a pair of eyes with an agile monk appears, but one finger of his left hand has been broken, and even blood drops on the wound.
On the other hand, Gong Qian Mo Zun was forcibly broken by Yang Junshan, and then he ate another purple scorpion, and his body looked even more wolf.
However, in the moment when the spirits and vines appeared, the two sides had a tacit understanding.
"Join?"
"Do this indigenous first!"