Chapter 522: Is it serious?

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It is now.
In the clear sky, the sun was shining.
In the stratosphere at an altitude of 10,000 meters, there are rare species of birds that can soar to this height.
But at this time, there was such a bird flapping its wings and soaring in the stratosphere. Under the thin clouds behind it, a large mountain that stretches for thousands of miles is magnificent and magnificent.
Beneath it, there are even strange peaks that rise up to the sky. Among them, the tallest and most magnificent one occupies almost all the vision of the bird. At the foot of the mountain is a huge glacier. Above the glacier, there is the majestic snow mountain.
The snow-capped mountains are magnificent and peculiar, but the bird is even weirder.
"Ah ~~" The bird cried twice in the stratosphere, seemingly excited, gliding down the snowy mountains.
Its image seems to be real but not real. Every feather on the body is as red and gorgeous as a glazed flame. Looking at medium and short distances, it is like a little sun exuding a bright daylight.
"It's the breath of the son of flames ~ quack, the ran across thousands of miles and finally found you." The soaring bird quacked excitedly.
This strange flame-burning bird is naturally the three-legged golden bird in the remains of the Sun Temple. To be exact, it is a remnant of the three-legged Jinwu.
Otherwise, the true full body three-legged gold Wu soars in the sky, wingspan like Kunpeng, the flame will burn the entire sky into a red, extremely powerful. Looking on the ground, I really thought that another sun appeared in the sky.
Today it is just a ray of remnant soul. When the sky passes by, at most it can only be regarded as a dazzling meteor. The gap cannot be counted.
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Among semi-closed canyons.
"stop!"
Monk Hongzheng pinched the seal of India. Under the stalagmites that bound the women of the United States, a burst of golden light swelled, and a few seeds broke out of the soil, and in a flash, they grew into several tall mandala.
The dazzling and magnificent mandala flowers are in full bloom, breathing intoxicating breath. Those American women suddenly fell into a state of obsession and intoxication, confused and smirk.
A series of poisonous spikes entangled the women's bodies.
Everything is completed in a very short time.
"Boy, as a Chinese superpower, you must know my East Buddha Buddha Mandala." Monk Hongzheng's expression was a little stubborn. "These deadly toxins, even a drop, can even kill an elephant."
Wang Yan waved his hand calmly. The little ferret, who was fighting with a yellow robe monk and grabbed the other's body with bruises, flew back like lightning and fell into his arms.
At the same time, the succubus giggled and took back the bone spur pin ~ Soul Whip, and returned to Wang Yan elegantly. At this time, she has withdrawn her illusion and turned back to the succubus image of the surname ~ feeling enchanting.
She is tall and slim, and her armor is extremely sexy. A pair of wings on the back flicked gently, floating in the air. After the , there is a tail with spikes. Apart from the sense of sex, people can't help but feel chill.
Especially those monks in yellow robe who had experienced the power of succubus personally, and they were chilling again and again, their eyes full of fear.
"Great monk, good means." Wang Yan said with a smile, "You are not only violently resisting the law, but also holding innocent hostages, threatening law enforcement units, fearing that the guilt will increase by one."
"Innumerable days are coming as soon as possible." Monk Hongzheng performed a Buddhist ritual, and his expression returned to piety and tranquility. "For my grand plan, Dongmi prospered, and he was able to protect mankind from the catastrophe of the world. Hongzheng, even if he fell into the eighteenth What about the hell? "
"Oh, then can you tell me what is my Zongda plan?" Wang Yan shrugged and said with a smile, "Listening to what you said is so high, maybe I will be moved to your Zong when I'm moved." ? "
Monk Hongzheng was stunned, what is this called? For the first time in his life, he encountered such an unruly and bottomless enemy. He hadn't threatened so much, and he said this kind of resignation.
Isn't it right? This cunning stinky kid is arranging his own words.
Monk Hongzheng looked sullen and said angrily: "Boy, I have no time to play with you. Since the matter has reached this point, I might as well tell you. This time we came to China, this is the consciousness of giving up our lives. You If I am willing to cooperate well, I can not only spare the lives of these girls, but also allow you to offer benefits. If you do n’t know each other, I will blame me for desperation. "
Wang Yan glanced at the Dongying Mountaineering Team who was hiding on the side, and the breath on them should be ordinary people.
He had learned about Daxue Mountain before, and found that the professional mountaineering team of Miguo and Dongying were most obsessed with Gongga Daxue Mountain. The mountaineering teams of the two countries seem to particularly like to compete with Gongga Daxue Mountain.
Now think about it, there should be a reason. Before the liberation of Huaxia Kingdom, the American Mountaineering Team had obtained a good buddha fruit and made a fortune. The story will be passed on and will naturally make future generations rush.
The Dongying people were even more persistent. During the invasion of China, they carried out large-scale exploration of Gongga Daxue Mountain. After the liberation, Gongga Snow Mountain was closed for a long time, but there was no shortage of Dongying Mountaineering Team sneaking up.
Dongying Mountaineering Team even called Gongga Daxue Mountain as the "Father Mountain" and their own Mount Fuji as the "Mother Mountain".
It can be seen from the above, what is the status of Gongga Daxue Mountain in the eyes of those Dongying people? How important it is. On the surface of the light, there are already a lot of Dongying people who died in the Kagong Mountain.
In the dark, it is not known how many Dongying people were buried.
Wang Yan understood that this group of Dongying monks really had a lot of conspiracies, and long-term plans did not just come to Gongga Mountain for fun.
When he just wanted to talk back, a shining meteor suddenly appeared in the sky.
Its speed is extremely fast, and at the same time, the flame is more intense, and when it reaches a height of several hundred meters, it is already shining like a small sun.
This heavenly vision attracted everyone's attention.
"boom!"
A flame crossed.
"Ah ~"
A thick crow-like crow chirps!
The crowd saw clearly that it was a strange crow with three feet burning all over the flames.
"Three-legged Jinwu?"
"Eight Crows!"
The previous sentence is what Wang Yan shouted. The following sentence was the exclamation of Dong Ying's monk. Obviously, the three-legged Jinwu ranks very high in Dongying's cultural system.
"Ah ~" One of the three-legged Jinwu flame wings flew into Wang Yan's arms, and whispered a spiritual message, "Son of Flame, the finally found you. Ooh ~ You can run really Hurry. Just leave me a crow in the temple against the stinky lady, it's too cruel. Do you know how terrifying, manic, and cruel she is ... Woo, oh God's heart is good Tired, decided to surrender to your old man, Prince of Fire. Fortunately, Mother Earth gave guidance to the god. This way, the looked very hard for you, wooh ~ on the road, he was almost hit by a slingshot ... thankfully the ... "
As soon as the three-legged Jinwu appeared, he began to babble and babble, snuggling in his arms, coquettishly complaining.
"Squeak ~"
At first, Little Ferret was dumbfounded by the appearance of this three-legged Jinwu, but as soon as it came, it occupied her place and made a lot of noise.
The small ferret squeezed into smaller and smaller sites and almost fell out of Wang Yan's arms.
As a result, of course, the little ferret stopped. To the three-legged golden black-toothed claws, he creaked and called up, join the crows, you stay away from my husband.
"呱呱 ~ 呱呱 ~" The three-legged Jinwu began to snarl and retorted, "He is the prince of flame, the treasure of our family of flames, even if you are his wife, you can not dominate him."
The three-legged Jinwu once had a wife of the three-eyed tribe "Miao Yi", and she did not reject this kind of strange marriage.
"Squeaky ~" Little ferret grinned his teeth in disbelief, squint squinted, and stayed away from my husband.
"Ahhhhhhh ~" The three-legged Jinwu unwillingly sneered at each other. Most of the old men are here, how can you help me? Posture.
For a while, you squeaked, I quacked. When you come and go, the fight is full of joy, the fight is the same, and the fight is stunned.
Wang Yan was shocked, and the Succubus was shocked.
Even the gang of Dongying monks were shocked.
Especially the monk Na Hongzheng, who was doing serious business, did not even have a good reputation for a lifetime. He is working very hard to be a bad guy, a bad guy who threatens the enemy with ordinary women.
Well, a good thing, it was a funny place by a crow and a ferret. These two guys are too noisy and noisy.
"Squeak, no, no! Shut me up." Monk Hongzheng blushed and growled and said, "Boy, bother you to take care of your pets, otherwise ..."
"Squeak!"
"Quak quack!"
Before Wang Yan had time to answer, the little ferret and the three-legged Jinwu stopped working, and jumped from Wang Yan, each killing the monk Hongzheng with their teeth open.
"Sister is the wife of the big brother Ming media who is marrying. In the future, she will be in charge of the main room of the harem. How dare you shameless monk dare to say that this lady is a pet? Look at my" Xue Feng Claw "
"Brother is the three-legged golden black dragon, the legendary sun puller, you little monk, dare to say that the is a pet? The is bullied by Miao Yi in the temple, do you dare to bully the god? Flame, purify the foolish monk in front of you. "
In short, because of the words of Monk Hongzheng, the anger of Little Ferret and Three-legged Jinwu was triggered. One is sprayed with ice mist, and the other is spitting fire, but it is mixed with ice and fire, and its power is not bad.
Monk Hongzheng resisted the retreat again and again, grinning with disgrace and shouting, "Boy, stop your pet, stop, no ..."
As a result, the little ferret and the three-legged Jinwu went violently.
"Hehe." Wang Yan squinted with a smile, and the devil's wings vibrated gently, and he had reached the stalagmites in a blink of an eye, and his arms waved, and the fiery pure Yang fire spread out. Burn the Buddha Mandala cleanly!
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(I wrote a leave of absence yesterday, and readers of some channels may not see it. Forgive me ~)