Chapter 581: Feathering (subscription)

The tried and tested spirits of the earth have been broken. Yang Junshan has never encountered such a crisis. The people who slay him not only have monks with great influences, but also black hands from extraterrestrial races. Not only do they have the same level of real human monks. It is also more cultivated as a late monk than his witch.
Yang Junshan is not sitting on the shackles, and the squatting spirits fail, and immediately transform into "shrinking into the inch" to run away.
However, although the "shrinking into the inch" is also quite a subtle skill, but where can escape the network of the people.
Yang Junshan has not yet escaped 50 feet away, and there is a whistling wind blade on the head.
Yang Junshan was forced to remove the dawn, and hardened with the wind blade in front of him. When the wind blew, it raged around, and countless trees broke. The huge movements must have alerted the monks farther away. More monks heard the news.
Yang Junshan's brow wrinkled, even if the monk brought out the heavenly treasure from the magical fog space, so many battles, there is only one treasure, and then say, let alone bring out the spirit and the like. Even if you really bring out a treasure, is it really worthwhile for so many monks to shoot and kill?
It seems that the forces of the various parties and the extraterritorial monks poured into the Liangyu Mountains. The two sides are evenly matched to a rare level. It is precisely because of this that they are not allowed to let go and kill and kill. The treasures brought out in the magical fog space have become a chance for both sides to vent.
At the moment of life and death, there are still leisurely things to think about these things, even Yang Junshan himself admire himself.
Yang Junshan appeared from the magical fog space, and was ambushed in the vicinity of various monks to kill, but before and after but a short effort, between the electric and the stone fire, Yang Junshan has played against at least three monks in three directions, but they are blocked. Going the way.
"Kid, let go of the baby you got from the magic fog space, this real person promised not to shoot you."
These are all fart words. There are no fewer than ten real people around. One person is not shooting for himself. Can he deal with the remaining nine?
Despite hitting the wall everywhere, Yang Junshan still dared not let himself have the slightest pause, constantly moving in different directions, trying to break through, and only then would this delay the crowd to narrow the encirclement of him.
"This kid is good, but it's a pity!"
A monk in a gathering place can persist until now, despite the fact that there are other people who have not used the killer, and even so, it is commendable.
"It’s been a long time, if there is a Zongmen force to respond, I am afraid that I have already come out to shoot it now. Don’t talk nonsense, let’s make a quick decision, so as not to have a long night dream. When the kid’s body is something to do.

The people who besieged him seriously, Yang Junshan suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and even can be said to be difficult.
Yang Junshan knows that at this time, he has reached the moment of life and death, and he has just sacrificed the knives of the mountain to gather the full strength of the real yuan to display the "land move mountain shake" magical magical powers, when facing the former monk who used to stop him to go to the road. go with.
Time and place to shake the mountain, just like all the people and things in this area, were placed in a suspended box, and then swayed by human life.
"Hey, magical magic, help, be careful, he escaped!"
"Oh, the earth moves the mountain to shake the treasure!"
"I said, this kid is really not a fuel-efficient lamp!"
Yang Junshan’s magical magical shots, the monks who ambushed him all around, exclaimed, but there is not much horror in this speech. It seems that Yang Junshan’s display of the magical magical powers is not likely to highlight the encirclement. Or the surrounding monks who smashed him and smashed him have many repairs that are not under Yang Junshan, and even far beyond his sectarian strength, strong ethnic monks, and supernatural masters are not rare for them.
Yang Junshan certainly does not expect a supernatural power to be defeated. He only wants to force the two monks on the opposite side to make way, only to highlight the encirclement.
The surface of the body of the Lushan knife has been covered with cracks. The successful display of the magical magical powers has already demonstrated the determination of Yang Junshan to break the boat. The two monks on the opposite side are responsible for blocking the breakout of Yang Junshan, but they are not responsible for Yang Junshan. Under the strength of Yang Junshan, I finally let the road of blocking.
Yang Junshan was overjoyed and forced to encourage the real yuan in the body and tried his best to escape.
However, a whistling whistle came, and a white light had already taken the sound first, and pierced a pair from the back of Yang Junshan!
"Hah, so many people besieged you as a gathering monk, if you can still let you run, where can our faces go?"
A bantering voice came from behind Yang Junshan, listening to the sound is approaching quickly, and Yang Junshan has not lost his agile eyes. At this time, he is also seeing the monks who are avoiding each other in front of them. The mouth of the mouth has a mocking look at Yang Junshan.
"Look, it's me, of course, everyone has their own!"
The voice rang again, and a Xuanyuan monk who did not know which smocked shirt he wore reached out and touched the storage bag at the waist of Yang Jun.

Hey?
There was a sudden sound of surprise in the depths of the woods.
At this moment, the monk who stretched his hand to the waist of Yang Jun, his face was also stiff on his face. Yang Junshan, who had already appeared to be hit, had a sudden burst of his body. Flying all over the sky.
"Death!"
"傀儡术?"
"Stepping feathers!"
Most of the monks who have not appeared in the surrounding area have exclaimed. These secrets are rare in the cultivation world, but because they can save lives at critical moments, many monks break their heads and ask for a substitute treasure.
"Fast, the real body of the kid, you should still run not far to find out!"
"Mom, this kid is bringing out a treasure from the fog, and the old man is not rare, as long as he can get his avatar!"
"He doesn't necessarily have such secrets, maybe it's where you got it!"
"Haha, the beam of the snow-sword swordsman is so dumb, the ducks that have arrived are flying!"
The monks of the surrounding forces talked indiscriminately, and their spiritual knowledge swept away like a storm, and soon the traces hidden by Yang Junshan with the help of the body feathers were discovered by the people.
"Here, good guy, almost let him escape!"
"Kid, this time you see where you are going to escape!"
"Hey, he has to squat again, fast, stop him!"
At this time, Yang Junshan was pale and his body was refining with his help. Although he saved his life, he still had some damage to Yang Junshan himself.
Almost at the moment when everyone discovered Yang Junshan, he had once again tried to escape by squatting, and suddenly looked back before he fell into the ground. He happened to meet the eyes of the Xuanjing monk who had almost killed him. The so-called "Zhangjia Road is narrow, this person is not someone else. It is the Xuanyuan monk who had been chasing Yang Junshan for a long time because of the marrow in the North Icefield. Yang Junshan has just heard the name of others. Wind and snow swordsman beam cold!
When Liang Liang was seen by Yang Junshan before his departure, the bottom of his heart could not help but feel chilly. When he first saw Yang Junshan, Liang Leng was also a little scared, even when he noticed that Yang Junshan was in a dilemma. When he was repaired, Liang Leng was still a little scared. This is why he tried his best to kill him when he was besieging Yang Junshan.
However, Yang Junshan eventually escaped from the robbery. The look he left behind when he left, let Liang Leng doubt that he did not doubt that if he let go of this person, he will definitely become a big worry in his future.
However, at this time, he had no time to stop. He could only hope that the witch monk of the Houtu tribe could stop it again.
However, this time, the witch monk who had never appeared in the depths of the woods did not stop.
However, the witch monk does not shoot, it does not mean that other monks have no means to break Yang Junshan's sorrowful skills.
A monk who had never appeared before, the monk was suddenly shot at this time. The magic weapon he sacrificed was a top-grade sword like a raft. Followed by Yang Junshan’s shovel in the ground, the radius was ten The ground of Zhang suddenly surged. If Yang Junshan is still in the soil, it will definitely be turned over by this.
In the practice world, there is a magical magical mountain moving mountain, and the monk who drives the raft is the spirit of the mountain that extends the mountain. It can instantly flip the squares of dozens of feet or even hundreds of feet in such a short time. In the time, even if Yang Junshan was using the spirits of the earth, he certainly could not run so fast.
But things are often unexpected. The monk of the Scorpio is in a must-have magical power. The ground in the area of ​​the square is over ten feet. It is just that you don’t see Yang Junshan. It’s hard that he can really be in the electric light. Is there a hundred feet outside the stone fire?
The ambushing parties here have more than a dozen real-life monks who are not allowed to live in a real world. Many people are naturally dissatisfied. The grievances in their hearts are nowhere to vent, and they blame others for participating in the war. The monk is coming.
"Liang Liang, if you are not eager to kill, you will not be ruined by the secrets of the dead, and there is a limit to the secret of the secret. If I was hit by the magical powers, I am afraid that he will even perform the substitute. There are no opportunities."
"Fart, if not the one in front of the demon suddenly let go of the passage, this real person will be anxious to kill him?"
"Why do we want to face the impact of the opposite side, it is a magical magical power, or try to change others, don't stand and talk without backache."
"Okay, shut up!"
The last appearance of the monk monk slammed into the woods, causing a sudden silence in the woods, and then he heard him thinking about the depths of the woods and asked: "The monk witch, you have broken his spirits." Why didn't you stop it?"
After a while, a little hoarse voice sounded in the depths of the woods: "There is a technique of the curse of my witch monk in this person, and there is more than one kind of technique. I have never thought about it before, but since I have discovered it, Then there is no reason to take it again."
The Scorpio monk smiled coldly and said: "A good curse technique, it seems that the cultivation industry really has people who collude with people outside the domain!"