Chapter 539: Sheepskin scroll map (first)

The turbulent power of the turbulent turbulence, centered on the old man of the gray robes, spreads in a wave of waves, turning into a general trend. ?八一中?文网?w?w?w?. ?8?1?z?w?. ?c?om
"You better retreat, these two animals, the old man is dead!"
The old man in the gray robe is indifferent.
In the midst of a hurricane, a violent hurricane, with the gray-robed old man as the center, rolled in all directions.
Lin Tian was shocked, and in a twinkling of an eye, the breath of the old man in the gray robe was actually stronger and stronger several times.
"It's awesome, it's not easy!"
Lingyun was also shocked.
The wind is raging, and the front, the middle of the squad, the messy long is blown even more messy.
"The old man, a lot of age, why bother to toss? Not afraid, one careless body is broken?"
Middle-aged humanity.
The old man in the gray robe is colder and takes a step forward: "The two men must die!"
In the blink of an eye, a stronger momentum spread.
Obviously, the old man in the gray robes can't see the middle age of the squad, and there is no contempt for the middle age of the garrison, even with some taboos.
"You can try it and see if you can kill them." Middle-aged humanity: "However, I promise, you will be very disappointed."
The old man in the gray robe was cold and shouted: "Then don't blame the old man."
With a bang, the gods can shake, and one side of the sea is raging, and it is about a hundred feet high.
This side of the sea, like the vast galaxy!
Facing this trend, in the distance, Lingyun suddenly changed color, and the back was suddenly cool.
Even if Lin Tian is also moved, this gray robe old man is a bit scary, and these methods have made him a little scared.
"not bad."
The faint sound sounded, and the front, the guarding the middle of the year, raised his hand, the shimmering light, a sacred sway.
A bang, just a moment, the of the gray robe swept out of the sea, like a fairy peak collapsed.
Lin Tian was moved and stared at the middle age.
This person is so strong!
Lingyun even rounded his eyes, but soon, the goods screamed: "Predecessors, up, kill him!"
In the middle age of the Guard Court, this sinister squint, and turned to the old man in the gray robes: "The old man, it is better to flash people."
The old man in the gray robe was cold, and the attitude of the middle age of the guard was not careless, which made him very angry from the bottom of his heart.
"Hello, too arrogant!"
When the words fall, a wheel rushes out of the old man in the gray robes, and when it first appears, it utters a terrible fairy.
Top grade fairy!
"The two men, I will..."
The old man in the gray robe was very cold, but in the next moment, the words suddenly stopped and stared in front of him incredulously. Before his words were finished, the middle ages of the Guard Court appeared silently in front of him. The right hand and the sword pointed at his eyebrows. His fingertips were swallowed and he could pass his head at any time. Can directly break his knowledge of the sea.
Behind him, Lin Tian and Ling Yun also changed their faces.
"Hurry! What is going on here, he... just now, how did he move?!"
Lingyun shocked.
Lin Tian is also shocked. He has been staring at the middle age of the squad. He has never seen what the middle-aged person is doing. But the next moment, the other person appears in front of the gray-robed old man, as if he is doing space. Jump like.
Compared with the two, the old man in the gray robe was shocked at the moment, and felt a little guilty, and even cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"you……"
Staring at the squad in front of the squad, the old man in the gray robes has no other movements, and the sacred ware that has just been evoked has also gone quiet. At this time, he did not dare to move, and he could have his life at any time in the middle age.

Is there any disappointment?
The middle-aged man ridiculed the old man in the gray robes and said,
Are you a flash? Or a flash?

The gray robe old man's face was ugly, and he became very incomparable. He clenched his fists, humiliated, and unwilling.
"I am leaving!"
Looking at the middle-aged Shouge middle age, the gray robe old man is low and the two words are almost out of the teeth.
In the middle of the year, the singer smiled and removed the sword from the gray-breasted old man’s eyebrows. He said:
It’s not good enough to be early.

Such a speech undoubtedly made the old man's face look even more ugly, and felt humiliated.
"Dare to ask your name, the old man will remember on behalf of Jin Yan Dao!"
The old man said quietly.
"I want to retaliate against me? Or forget it, I am timid, afraid of trouble."
The Guardian Middle School is faint.
The old man in the gray robe was even more sullen. He really wanted to threaten the middle age of the squad. But the middle-aged man’s words made him feel like he was slap in the air. With a cold sigh, the old man in the gray robe swept his eyes and Lin Yun, and the killings were intertwined. In the end, he was squatting with his anger and rushing away toward the distant sky.
Shouge turned around in the middle of the year and walked toward Lin Tian and Ling Yun.
"Thank you for your predecessors."
Lin Tian bowed to the middle-aged people and expressed his gratitude.
If it weren't for the middle-aged man, he and Ling Yun would have a hard time living today, and 100% would die in the hands of the old man in the gray robes.
The middle-aged man raised his hand slightly, indicating that Lin Tian did not have to pay more.
"Predecessors, don't force! The old sticks chased us hundreds of miles, didn't kill him, the younger generation had a heart!"
Lingyun jumped over.
In the middle age of the Guard Court, he slanted the goods: "Would you like me to get him back, are you going to kill him?"
"Actually, I just said to play. As a true disciple of Yuhua Daomen, my heart is as broad as the sea!"
Lingyun said positively.
Lin Tian mouth twitched, and I really wanted to give this shameless guy a slap. He looked to the middle-aged people, and some doubts: "Predecessors are not in the town of Yuhua Daomen, how can they appear in this place?" Although I am glad to be able to meet the middle ages in the squad, but for the middle age Here, he is also somewhat puzzled.
"Just let you come out and practice, don't let me go out and walk? Do I have to stay in Yunshi Pavilion forever?"
In the middle age of the Guard Court, Lin Tian looked obliquely.
Lin Tian was awkward and didn’t know what to say.
"Predecessors don't take care of him. This kid is just looking for nothing, ignoring him, ignoring it." Lingyun fascinated by the past, squinting his hands and said: "The predecessor, watching your Yushu Linfeng, the trick is simply a People from all over the world! When do you want to take the younger generation to go to the ninth floor of Yunshi Pavilion, can you see it?"
Lin Tian’s forehead on the black line, this dead face!
In the middle age of the Guard Court, the eyes of Lingyun were swept away, and the words were still very simple. They were still the two words: "Get out of the way." Saying, the squad took out a sketch in the middle age and said to himself: "The funeral mountain, I don’t know what it is. What is hidden."
"Predecessors, is this what?"
Lingyun relies on the past.
Lin Tian is also curious, looking at the sketch in the middle of his hand.
His face changed slightly.
The sketches of the middle-aged people portrayed the rolling hills, but they were a bit messy and crooked, and many places seemed a bit fuzzy. Seeing this sketch, Lin Tian was shocked. In the second day, he and Bai Qiu went to the sea to experience a sheepskin roll in the hands of a demon king in the sea. The sheepskin roll was portrayed and middle-aged. The sketch-like content in the hands of a person is far more than the sketch.
When he got the scroll of the sheepskin, he felt that there was a map on it. However, because the terrain recorded above could not be found in the first and second days, he left it. The stone ring was set aside. Now, if you don't see the sketches in the hands of middle-aged people, he is expected to completely forget about the sheepskin rolls.
"what happened?"
Middle-aged people look to Lin Tian.
"It's nothing."
Lin Tian quickly shook his head.
The middle-aged man snorted and didn't care much. He looked at it again and took the sketch in his hand.
"You two, go back to the feather door, I have something to do, I have to go to the funeral mountain and take a trip."
Middle-aged humanity, walking towards the distance.
"Predecessors, wait!"
Lin Tian shouted.
The middle-aged man stopped and looked back at Lin Tian: "Is there something?"
Lin Tianton paused and said: "It is that, to bury the mountain, what can you bring the younger generation?"
Seeing the sketches held by the middle-aged people, Lin Tian remembered the sheepskin rolls in the stone ring, and he wanted to go.
"Do you want to go? That place can be very dangerous. The monks who pass through the fairy will not be able to survive."
Middle-aged people look at Lin Tian.

The younger generation wants to see the funeral mountain to increase their experience.

Lin Tian said seriously.
The middle-aged man whispered his eyes on Lin Tian, ​​but he didn't think too much: "I am willing to come and follow." Lin Tianben is a disciple of Yuhua Daomen. The most important thing is that middle-aged people think Lin Tian is very good. Naturally, there is no rejection.
Lin Tian smiled and expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for your predecessors."
The middle-aged man shook his head and looked at Lingyun. "What about you? Are you going to follow it or return to the feather gate?"
Lingyun rolled his eyes: "You all go, let me go back alone, how pitiful? Go together!"
"Let's go together. Some other Zongmen seem to have someone to go with the talented disciples under the door. You are going along with you." The middle-aged man said: "The elder of Jin Yan Daomen just now, I saw it, and the other person has I am the same sketch, when I am going to bury the mountain, I should also have some geniuses with Jinyan Daomen. If there is a chance, don’t be too polite, you can’t beat the old ones, then you can play small, how can you bully? bully."
The middle-aged people said that it was very calm, so that Lin Tian and Ling Yun couldn't help but feel shame. This is what made them do bad things!
"You can rest assured that the predecessors, Jin Yan Daomen, the little bastard, as long as you can play, you must bully in the dead!"
Lingyun patted his chest to make a guarantee.
Lin Tian: "..."
This thief is really positive enough.
The middle-aged man leaned over Lingyun and looked at Lin Tian. He said, "Let's go, keep up."
After that, the middle-aged people are vacating and heading for the distance.
"Sexual thief, gone."
Lin Tiandao said a sentence and also boarded the void, followed by the middle-aged.
Lingyun shrugged and kept up.
The three men stepped on the void, not slow, and soon left the place and rushed in the direction of the funeral mountain.