Chapter 588: Called the war without a fairy (fourth more)

Nine ancient corpses are ragged, with a thick black mist intertwined in the body. The scorpions are extremely hollow, and there is a sultry air-conditioning intertwined. August 1st? Chinese text network? w?w?w?. ?8?1zw. Com their bodies are dry, like zombies, screaming and rushing toward Lin Tian.
Lin Tian is expressionless, the dragon pattern flickers, intertwined, and wraps around his body like a chain of gods.
In an instant, all the nine ancient corpses stopped and stared at Lin Tian. In the past, he died in the stone monument. They were influenced by the funeral dragons in the stone monument and became the guardians of the undead. In today, Lin Tianshi’s funeral of the dragons seems to be a living funeral dragon standing in nine In front of the ancient corpse, for a time, nine ancient corpses were stunned.
"Next, listen to me."
Lin Tiandao.
His scorpion flashed through the light, and the dragons on the soles of the feet were intertwined. A dark sigh of anger rushed down from the mountain of the burial, like a stream of darkness, madly pouring into the bodies of nine ancient corpses, causing their bodies to gradually expand. . After this, half an hour later, the scorpion of the nine ancient corpses was so strong that the scorpion became dark and inky.
"Hey!"
The death atmosphere is intertwined in the body of nine ancient corpses. In the faint, the undulations of the extracorporeal tract are more intense, just like a weak flame that burns like a flame. Lin Tian looked at them until half a quarter of an hour later, the dragon pattern on his soles became dim, and no dark suffocation was injected into the nine ancient corpses.
Looking at the nine ancient corpses, he nodded secretly, his eyes flashed, leaving the place and heading for the distance.
He still walks very slowly, with dragons on his feet and his right hand in the air.
In a blink of an eye, it is another five days.
On this day, Lin Tian finally stopped and appeared in a red mountain, sitting freely on a large stone.
He looked down at the main jade ring of the feathering door on his right hand, paused, took it off, and carefully placed it in the stone ring.
"There is no celestial being."
His mouth is slightly raised.
It was at night, and he sat freely on this big rock.
Soon, one night is the past.
On this day, the morning sun floated, the earth shrouded a layer of faint morning light, and the monks began a new day of cultivation.
It was also this day, a voice suddenly came from the mountain of funeral.
"There is no celestial being, you are not named to kill me, I am Lin Tian who is waiting for you!"
In the last time, relying on the nearest city of the gods, the crowd was shocked.
Then, in a blink of an eye, this voice was spread throughout Shengzhou.
"My God, this... Who is this Lin Tian? So fierce? Actually dare... openly called the warless phase!"
"That is one of the six great sects, terrible, on the physical basis, but second only to the three major dynasties!"
"Wait, Lin Tian? It seems that not long ago, the real disciple who ejected the gate from Yuhua Daomen!"
"This... seems, really!"
"So to say that, according to the level of the twelve doors, that Lin Tian, ​​at most, is only the realm of the royal world."
"The realm of the imperial air, openly called the board of no celestial sects, this buddy is really not ordinary, is it so powerful?!"
"Is there a name for killing him? What did he do?"
Many people blink.
An imperial monk, who was openly called one of the six great immortals, could be described as a stone that stirred up a thousand waves.
For a moment, the entire Shengzhou time boiled.
"In other words, this Lin Tian is actually fighting in the dangerous place where the mountain is buried? What is it doing?"
"Weird! It's too weird!"
"Not too weird, it's too bold!"
"Not too bold, too much to find death."
"In short, let's see."
"It’s natural to have a look, this is no big fun!"
Many people talk about it.
For a time, many people were moved, and they went from all directions to the direction of the funeral mountain.
Compared with one of the six great immortals, the monk of the imperial realm is too small and weak, but nowadays, a small monk in the airspace is actually called a sacred celestial being. It’s too arrogant to go to the mountains and the celestial sects, which has caused many monks’ interest, and many people have rushed over.
......
No phase fairy...
"Zhang mad!"
A roar rang out from the depths of the sage.
In the Hall of Immortality, the eight elders of this vein are all angry.
Lin Tian killed the lord of the generation of the dynasty, and insulted the dignity of the immortal sect. During this time, the eight of them sent the ancestral strongmen to search for the traces of Lin Tian, ​​to find out and wash them to wash. Zongmen’s shame, but it was a trace of Lin Tian’s clues. For this reason, they even went to Yuhuamen to investigate the facts, but they still had no results. Nowadays, Lin Tian actually stood up and even buried himself in the mountains of the gods.
"The dog is daring!"
A few people are angry.
A small monk in the area, who dared to fight him without a fairy!
This is like an ant screaming an elephant!
"Send someone to bring the head of this scorpion back!"
Someone chills.
This person is a purple robe, the eighth elder of the immortal.
"People who came back from the door of Yuhua Road said that this animal was a little weird. I didn't know what kind of means to use. At that time, it suddenly became very strong. With the repair of the Seventh Heaven of the Air, it was possible to kill the strongest of the peak of the fairyland. Be careful. ""
One person.
"The old man personally took people to see what kind of storm he could turn!"
The humanity with purple robes.
In a twinkling of an eye, this person disappeared into the Temple of Nothing.
Almost at the same time, another place, Jin Yan Daomen.
"Lin thief!"
The elders of the Jinyan Daomen gritted their teeth, and the shimmer was flashing. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared in the same place and rushed out of the Jinyan Road.
Not long ago, in the door of Yuhua Dao, Lin Tian displayed a strange means, and all the people who went to the door of Yuhua Road in front of Jin Yan Road, all the core power of Jin Yan Daomen was damaged. Now, if the entire Zongmen is in name only, it makes him hate. Through the forest. During this time, he was also sending people to search for the traces of Lin Tian, ​​but it was always fruitless. Now Lin Tian stood up and publicly shouted out the voice, and reported the position to fight the unparalleled immortal. He would still stay quietly. ?
He is going to bury the mountain and shred the forest with his own hands!
Lin Tian is different, but after all, it is only a small monk at the level of the air, and he is the strongman of the avenue!
......
On the scorpio, the scorching sun emerged, and a piece of sunlight was sprinkled on the land.
In a blink of an eye, it is a few days.
These days, the city of Fallen City has once again become lively. Many monks have gathered in this place. Looking at the mountains and the mountains, many people are excited and with the color of expectation. All of this is because a few days ago, a voice came from the mountain of the burial god, from a small monk in the realm of the imperial air, called the warless immortal!
"Odd! It’s amazing!"
"The person who is looking for a dead end is really seeing it for the first time."
"I don't think it's the case. The monks in the airspace dare to call this a sacred sect. It should be somewhat emboldened."
"This is also reasonable."
"It makes sense to be reasonable, but I can't think of it. What kind of means can a small monk can use to compete against the strongest of the immortal."
Many people in the wine cellar in the city are discussing.
This restaurant is the most famous wine cellar in the city of Assumption. The location is excellent. At this time, the middle school is full of monks.
Just then, the sky suddenly sounded a roar, dozens of figures appeared in the sky, all and tyrannical.
In the wine cellar, everyone stood up.
"There is no such thing as a fairy!"
"A total of twenty-seven people, all of them are in the realm of the fairyland!"
"Wait, the man at the front... seems, it seems, with the waves of the road!"
"It seems to be... the eighth elder of the immortal sage, in the realm of the avenue!"
"The avenue is strong?! These big men actually came in person?!"
Everyone is shocked.
"For a small monk in the imperial realm, this is really..."
"It seems that there is no such thing as a sacred sect. It is not only to kill Lin Tian, ​​who is called the war, but also to kill and give the world a look. Let the world see how powerful he is." Anyone can provoke."
"This should be!"
Someone analyzed.
"But I am still very strange. How can I not name a fairy to kill a small monk in the air?"
"Really, I am also very strange."
"This Lin Tian, ​​before the emergence of the goalkeeper to the sect of the sect, is it also related to the primacy?"
"This……"
"No matter what, it doesn't matter now! The most important thing is that the people in front of the ancestors have entered the mountain of funeral!"
Someone is pointing to the distance.
On the emptiness, there are twenty-seven people of the immortal sage. With the purple robe and the eight elders, they walked on the void, and in a twinkling of an eye they came to the funeral mountain. A group of people, each one is intertwined with strong divine power fluctuations. Wherever they pass, the void rumbling and rumbling, especially the purple robe eight elders, whose side is distorted, as if the whole is a source of destruction.
"The avenue is strong, who understands and controls the Taoist!"
Someone is heartbroken.
At this time, the sky over the city of Shenshen is already full of people, many people are looking forward in the distance. At this time, the eyes of these people are moving with the movement of a group of people who are incompatible with each other. Everyone is very excited.
Soon, a group of people who had no celestial ancestors entered the mountain of funeral, and directly entered the air, and did not stop at the edge.
"This, actually, does not stop at the edge, the royal air goes inside?!"
"It’s not the same as the strong avenues, it’s just the same, it’s really different!

"indeed!"
Many people are scared.
The funeral mountain is in danger of being famous. Often, when the monks enter the mountain, they will stop at the edge of the mountain of the funeral and walk into it, but there is no such thing as a group of people, but it is a direct entry into the air. Many people are very surprised.
In the burial mountain, there are dozens of people in the ancestral ancestors who used the purple robe and the eight elders, all stepping on the void, step by step.
This red mountain is very strange, close to the center of the distance, the monk will be suppressed, unable to fly, even the magic can not be applied, but there is no such influence in the outer range, can be empty. At this moment, a group of people without a fairy sect is still in the outer zone, and in a blink of an eye it is a hundred feet away.
"Lin thief, get out!"
The purple robes of the ancestors of the immortal sages shouted.
The cold atmosphere is intertwined in the surrounding, the void is distorted, and the rumbling sounds.
There is no such thing as a group of people, and all of them are indifferent.
At the same time, outside the mountain of burial, all the people were also wide-eyed, staring at the mountain of funeral for a moment.
"Wait for a long time."
Just then, a voice came from the center of the mountain of funeral.
Ps: Fourth, I am grateful to the "Tiger o12456" for 10,000 Horizons support, thank you Tiger! Thank you for your enthusiasm, thank you! The dragon went to eat dinner, then came back to write the fifth, about 10 o'clock in the evening. Because it is the estimated update time, it may not be allowed. If there is a delay, please forgive me.