Chapter 299: It’s boring, it’s better not to come

The eleventh punch is extremely fast.
The true power of the gods and drums is that as long as the boxing person, the soul of the body can withstand the violent pain of the body, the severe pain brought by it, and successfully give a new punch, then It is possible to accumulate fists and punch the city, and it is not an idiot to say a dream!
Chen Pingan punched the "exquisite" mountain that was as big as the house and went back a few feet.
If you don’t say anything, it’s a slap in the face and a punch.
Gao Guan old man's face is a little dignified, no longer has a heart to tease, meditation on the law, and close the in the vicinity of the five peaks, four times.
Even if it will consume a lot of aura, the top five crowns on the head will temporarily lose their supernatural powers. He insists on smashing the boy who is in the way.
As a matter of not asking for anything, there is no mountain to rely on Yamazawa to repair, this is the only magic weapon for the Gaoguan old man, which is obtained in the secret. In order to monopolize this thing, when it is divided, it kills and kills, and it is done. The brother who was born and died together, when the latter died, he begged him to take care of his son, to ensure that they enjoyed the centuries-old glory of the world, and the old man nodded and promised, but just turned back and took a house of more than 100 people, using a little means, quietly All the grasses are removed from the roots.
At the beginning, the young Jindan of Taipingshan was chasing thousands of miles. The top five-crown crowns of this city are still well preserved, and the damage is not serious. After a hundred years of repairing, the peaks have been restored. Unfortunately, the elderly have seen countless books and countless books. The foundation of the five-yellow real map painted on the crown of the five princes makes the old man only play half of the magic weapon. It is a great pity. Otherwise, he meets with the Taipingshan Xiaowang, and who is the one who pursues it. Say.
The two mountains are stacked up and down, and the momentum is falling.
The 13th punch of Chen Pingxing’s fierce shot, only hit the height of the Dongyue floating height.
Soon there was another mountain pressure.
Is it the weight of the mountain, the advantage, or the height of the boxing method, more invincible?
The five-crown crown on the top of the old man has been bleak, and there is no melodious sound of cranes and songs.
Chen Ping’s blood and blood surged, and there were no signs of exhaustion, but Chen Ping did not want to be trapped by these three mountains. Tian knows that there is still a mountain secret in the high-crowned old man, and he is able to break the silk connection with the drumming of the gods. So he was ready to evacuate the school battlefield, transfer the battlefield, and then quickly handed out the fourteenth boxing.
However, Chen Ping, who had prepared the square inch early, was surprised to find that in the shadow of the mountain top, as if it were placed in a so-called "unable place" on the land, the battles of several great battles made it impossible. reaction.
As a last resort, the first fifteen flying swords in the swords, one left and one right, spread high into the sea of ​​clouds.
Chen Pingan had to hand a new punch, hit the mountain and stagnate, then rushed forward, trying to leave the shadow of the mountains.
Gao Guan old man laughed, "Want to run?!"
One palm pressed down and the fourth mountain fell.
The four sacred mountains overlapped, and the rumbling rumbling to the top of Chen Pingan’s head, and the school’s martial arts field at the
mountain foot
was suppressed by the aura of the squadron, which made Chen Ping’s body swept a little slower.
The robes of the golden robe of the boxing method were finally suppressed by the mountains.
After the success, the Gaoguan old man was slightly wrong. "When is the pure Wufu also able to call the sword to fly?"
The mountains are often accompanied by flowing water.
The old man perceives the two flying swords and the two swords are "taken off" from the five peaks. After the manifestation, the woman's waist is slender, a turbid yellow, a green and clear, surrounded by the old man's futon. , rolling and flowing, blocking the fierce attack of the two Feijians again and again, the water splashed, the weight of the river continued to decrease.
The high-crowned old man is more focused on the school battlefield.
At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds is only 20 feet away from the ground.
The futon that the old man was sitting on almost touched the fourth mountain. The vision was covered. The old man of Gaoguan extended a finger and knocked at the eyebrow. He muttered silently. In the eye, it was dark and then like the night. The clouds dissipated, revealing the true atmosphere of the moon, and the heavens and the earth were clear. The high-crowned old man succeeded in seeing the figure of the golden robe teenager through the four superimposed mountains.
Good guy, like a muddy, still want to slip away!
The boy first bowed his head and leaned over the mountain with his shoulders. He walked forward. As the four mountains sank, the boy then rushed forward with the cat's waist, and with the back against the mountain, the golden robe on his body played out. The result of the amazing old man’s hard work helped the youngsters to win the precious time of the millennium. The young boy was able to escape from the end of the mountain when he was only four feet away from the land of the school’s military field.
The high-crowned old man sneered in his heart, and the height of the road was one foot high, just waiting for your kid to think that he had escaped the birth of the day.
The fifth mountain that has been ready to go is the most respected Zhongyue. It is faintly visible that the mountain of the real body is steep.
Juveniles can resist four big mountains, and have already surpassed the expectations of the high-ranking old man. I thought that the three mountains would be superimposed and they would be able to crush this little guy.
There is no such thing as a boxing method that seems to be an escalation of power. It is really weird!
If a teenager can leave a boxing cheat after his death, it may not be inferior to that golden robe.
The old man snorted, "Go!"
Zhongyue just slammed Chen Ping, who was rolling on the ground.
At the same time, the previous four mountains began to scatter, and around Zhongyue, they all went down to the roots. There were houses that crushed the school’s martial arts, high walls, and streets that fell outside the school’s martial arts. A private courtyard next to the school’s military field.
Once the Sifang Mountain stands on the ground and the Zhongyue is in the middle of the town, it will form a natural array.
The two flying swords above the sea of ​​clouds seem to be connected with the minds of the young people who are in the dead, and they are more and more desperate to attack the two rivers.
The Gaoguan old man laughed heartily. "I am afraid of your two little things. Good, the old man is playing with you and playing hide-and-seek. It is, when you return, your master will die, see what you can do."
The old man explored his hands and grabbed two black clouds, then he clap his hands with his hands, the clouds covered the fog, and the old man's body disappeared.
Chen Ping, who was trapped by Wuyue, is already in the line of life and death.
Although the first fifteenth was arrogant, but in the face of a high-ranking old man who was hiding, it was helpless and could only reduce the black clouds.
Even Chen Ping’s offering of the shackles of the two long-shoulders made by the old man, the golden light, grows bigger, like a golden dragon, smashing the mid-yellow, hard to raise it a few feet, not to a pressure Next, bordering the earth, the Wuyue Grand Array has not been formed for a while, but even if the shackles continue to shrink, the Zhongyue Mountain is constantly crushed and broken, but this Zhongyue has been slowly sinking.
The sea of ​​clouds over Feiyingbao is only ten feet away from the ground.
If someone is standing on the observation terrace of the main building, looking at the square, it is like being on the top of a mountain that is thousands of feet above the earth. It is magnificent, windy and turbulent.

In the main building of Feiyingbao, the dusty man who painted the ground is a strong man, and he was chased by the big one and two small flying swords.
Those members of the Flying Eagle Fortress have truly witnessed the dazzling means of the gods on the mountain.
Everyone is fortunate, there is inevitably a desperate heart, my generation of rivers and lakes Wufu, in the face of these magical mountains, the immortal, it is not worth mentioning.
Lutai did not wait and see, and did not rely on the sharp-pointed swords of the two-handed stalks of the tip of the needle, slowly consuming the spirit of the sea, but one piece from the ribbon, taken out from The magic weapon that was searched for everywhere, through the gap between the cages of the flying sword, was put in, and the sinister attack on the guy who turned the dusty rope into a white snake. For the temper, This is tantamount to worse, and it is miserable.
The tall man first asked for mercy, and he persuaded Lutai to discuss everything. As long as the land was closed, he was willing to hand over everything and let Lutai be on his soul.
Seeing that the landing platform was indifferent, the man with only a dusty iron handle in his hand began to sternly threaten, threatening to burn a jade with the two flying swords of Lutai, and must be damaged by the soul of the land, and this life is hard to be refined.
Lutai leaned against the chair of the Lord's wife, hand-cranked the fan, and ignored the sea-viewing monk. The hall door was forcibly opened by him, so the scene of the flying Eagle Fortress was unobstructed.
It is dark and dark.
Presumably hundreds of people in the Eagle Fort, this life will not forget today's scene, the feeling of powerlessness, deep in the bones.
And this kind of influence is destined to be extremely far-reaching. As long as these people can survive, then today's events, the gods fighting the mortals, will be passed down from generation to generation.
If the nine continents of a vast world are all without taboos, they will not be chaotic again.
Therefore, the emergence of Confucian three university palaces and seventy-two colleges.
In order to prevent the gods on the mountain, it is a punch to smash the mountains and rivers, and a magic weapon can smash the human city.
After all, the people on the mountain, after all, come from the world.
There are no people in the world, what else is there?
So use this as a boundary, with the distinction of righteousness and evil, the difference between good and evil.
Some practicing qi, I am seeking the freedom of Changsheng Avenue, since I have already stood on the mountain, I still care that you are dead or alive.
Some monks are either pure-minded, do not ask the world, or abide by the rules, are willing to live for the peace of the world, let themselves live less so happy, not to pursue absolute freedom.
Everything in the world, everything is in demand, right or wrong, a mess.
Because there are too many people, the reason is just to say to others, not to restrain one's own heart.
This is true under the mountains.
Lutai is a child of Lu's yin and yang family. His views are deeper and deeper.
Moreover, whether he is a family identity or himself, he is very special. Not only is it not a sword repair, but he raises two flying swords at his own pace. Even when he was playing in a family ancestral hall when he was young, he got the strange colored belt.
The existence of Lutai, Lu's in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, has some prohibitions. For those who are reticent and sullen, Lu's ancestors, this younger generation is too "awkward" and at the same time makes people feel Stunning, as if born, there is almost no precedent in history, so the attitude of Lutai, the huge Luke has been very vague.
The sages have words: the adult is a tiger, the little man is a face, and the gentleman is a leopard.
Lu Tai’s body pack itself is like a magic weapon. Even the
student
of Chen Ping’s, the younger brother Cui Wei’s widowed body in the early years is even more wonderful.
Lutai pays attention to the sea of ​​clouds outside the building, and is looking for the best time to shoot.
The scene in the lobby of the main building has long been covered, and it is difficult for the man to send information out.
The lady of the fortress whispered: "I am thinking about it."
Lutai had some doubts and looked down. "How do you say that?"
The woman’s face was stunned but her eyes were firm and she reached out and said,
Can he survive?

Although the woman is not a practitioner, but the heart is different, it has been going on for several years. She is not a lover, she is in contact with the flying eagle, and the dialogue between the man and the land, of course, has already guessed a seven seven eight eight. .
Lutai shook his head: "The little guy is born away from the avenue, the nature is violent, cruel and bloodthirsty, even if you die and live, it will be a scourge later. When a small flying eagle is not eligible for it, it is most likely The entire Shenxiang country..."
The woman cried sadly: "But I want it to survive, I can feel its existence, it is like my child after all..."
Lutai was neither moved nor despised, but smiled lightly, presenting a fact to the poor woman: "Then you know that the little guy has already opened his mind, so he will deliberately pass on your false emotions, even With instinct, it will affect the mind of your host in a subtle way. Otherwise, why do you know that you are physically different and never say anything to your husband?"
The woman grabbed her heart with one hand and lifted it up with one hand. She quickly reached the mouth and was full of pain. She was stunned and only shook her head at the landing.
The woman silently endured the pain of the heart, looked at the land, and her eyes filled with pleading.
Lutai sighed. "Why are you suffering from this? Is it really necessary to give up hundreds of people in Feiyingbao? You think about it, my husband is Xiangyang, my children are often swearing, and you are raising you." This castle, no matter what? Is it for this dirty thing that has not yet been born and is in the wrong way?"
The woman just shook her head with tears, put down her arms, and immediately poured out her blood. It was dark and inky. It was extremely irritating. The woman refused to look at the housewife's appearance. Some of her minds were scattered and her eyes were stunned. She asked the land to ask: "Let It survived, and asked for the immortal teacher. What's wrong with it? Now it's just killing it. I don't blame it, I don't blame it at all, so I will teach you more in the future. Advise it to be good, don't go astray, and you can do it all right, you can do it, my child will be a good person..."
The woman is like a piece of porcelain with a lot of holes. As the heart trembles, it is overwhelmed and finally broken.
But she always stared at the face of Lu Tai.
Lutai smiled and nodded. "Well, it can live."
The woman’s mouth twitched, slowly closing her eyes, and the shocking black blood, still lingering from her eyes, it turned out that her eyes were broken, and the two eyeballs fell in front of me. The skirt fell to the ground and rolled to the back of the chair.
In the lobby, there was no one to dare to speak out. Only the owner of the Eagle Fort, which was banned from the five senses, was tied to a chair. The man’s eyes were red, and the pillows of the day and night were full of unforgettable anger.
How can she be so selfish!
She must be a ghost, and go crazy!
She is not dead at all, she should die with the little hybrid, the freak of the heart!
Lu Tai came to the dead woman, bent down, staring at the heart where she was soaked with blood, muttering: "Your mother has paid so much for you, everything is for you, even for people. Conscience is gone, what about you? How is it still madly taking the aura and soul of the body? When she is alive, you are enough to toss her. Now that she is dead, can she not let her have a moment of peace after her death?"
The woman's undulating heart suddenly stood still, and there seemed to be a slight mourning and crying, coming to the world, just like all the babies in the world.
Cried and came.
"late."
Lutai’s bamboo fan suddenly slammed into the heart of the woman and nailed it into the back of the chair. The face was expressionless:
The world is very boring, it’s better not to come.

A scream of piercing the eardrum screamed in the lobby, the candlelight went out, and a large column screamed at the same time.
Everyone has a fissure.
Only Fuyang was relieved, and then lost, his eyes hollow, and he looked at the chair next to him.
The gentle woman of the childhood is very ugly.
This man, he did not know, and he was indignant in his heart, but he had already burst into tears.