Chapter 1152: Tucheng Distress

An extremely thick ivy appeared instantly on the city wall.
化二. Two chemical three, thirty million green vines.
Instantly covered the entire wall, covering the sky and the ground.
This is the deputy bishop Hengbo shot.
Transverse wave. He is a master of the network reaching the level.
It seems that there are only vines with thick legs of adults and the vine leaves of the washbasin, which actually blocked the impact of the huge river of flames from the sky.
The flaming boulder like a waterfall just smashed these green vine leaves all over.
Immediately after. Like a huge flame thunder, it burst open.
Blast the green vine leaves and branches that block it into a blue light.
Thousands of red light rose up into the sky. Shrouded the whole city in it, it was disgusting.
Hundreds of Aoba knights standing beside the two bishops. One by one, the heartbeat increased several times.
Suddenly, several green vine barriers were blasted by flint red thunder!
A dozen Aoba knights could not dodge.
Although he had swung his sword to resist, he was carrying the sword together, instantly turning to ashes.
For ordinary people, even ordinary monks.
The battle between the Jin Dan master and the god-level master is simply destroying the world.
but. The two bishops are fighting here to death, how dare they retreat.
If you dare to retreat. Only one was executed immediately!
Thousands of blue lightning shot out from the ball of light again, instantly turning the flint waterfall even halfway through.
but. In the fire cloud in the middle of the sky, there was a sound of chanting Fa Jue immediately.
The flint smashed down like a waterfall suddenly increased in volume several times.
The blocks became the size of a house.
The power of the burst suddenly increased several times.
Thousands of blue lightning just spread the flint and cut off half a cup of tea, and soon he could no longer hold on.
Booming...
Countless flints smashed blue lightning into blue fireworks in the sky.
Immediately after. More holes appeared on the green vines covering the sky and the earth.
The Aoba knights tried their best to dodge the huge flint that fell.
but. If you can’t retreat, just hide again, where can you hide?
In an instant, a dozen people were burned to a pile of ashes.
Qingteng winked at the transverse wave beside him.
Hengbo, the old partner for many years, immediately understood what Qingteng meant: "Withdraw!"
If you continue here, there is only one dead end.
As for the Aoba knights under his men, that is beyond all consideration.
Anyway, for Biyou Temple, their god-level masters are worthy of attention.
And these ordinary Aoba knights are easy to cultivate, as much as they need.
Qingteng screamed, and thousands of blue lightning burst again brilliantly,
However, the horizontal wave is a pinch of the magic trick.
Collect the green vines that cover the sky and the earth.
"grown ups!"
The Aoba knights' concubines felt bad, and shouted all together.
"Hurry up!"
The word Aoba was only exported,
I saw a light blue sword light flashing out in the sky of fire, and the sword light flashed across the sky, with howling water vapor. Like a rainbow, the sword light is as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it sinks into the distant sea of ​​clouds.
And another cyan sword light, with countless green leaves. It rises instantly, and follows the blue sword light.
"Run...!"
The Aoba knights, only then realized that their pawns have been abandoned by the two bishops.
The hateful Master Bishop just vowed to take a step back.
right now. Both of them have disappeared at the end of the sea of ​​clouds.
He comes to kill us, who will kill him again?
In a shout, the knights ran away.
The flint whistled down, and the sky was red, as long as the huge flint hit the body.
Whether it was the Aoba Knight or the residents of the city, Li Hui's body flames rose, followed by Hua Hui Hui.
After a short while, the whole city, except for the location of the granary, was safe and sound. The cities have all fallen into a raging fire.
Participating in this attack is more than a sect in Flame Palace.
Except for the Flame Palace, several small factions around came.
Although these small factions are about the same size as the Red Tool Valley, they are slightly larger at best.
but. Several sects gathered together, the number of Jindan monks. It is already very impressive.
It stands to reason. The two bishops, Qingteng and Hengbo, couldn't escape the combined attack of several Jindan cultivators.
However, killing some pawns is not a substantial loss for Biyou Temple.
but. The death of two bishops at the master level of God level, this matter can be a big deal.
The monks of these sects didn't want to do everything completely, and completely turned their faces with Biyou Temple.
but. For these mortals, they are not so polite.
"Hahaha"
The monks in the fire cloud laughed wildly.
"These mortals think that with the Biyou Temple, they can oppose us.
Let them see this time, what are the three eyes of Lord Ma!
Dare to offend us, this is the end. "
This is a kind of grandeur, a kind of teaching.
Let all the mortals nearby take a look and fight against these cultivators.
The old money passing by, watched the whole process from a distance, but felt indifferent in his heart.
Already close to Chi Yan Fuyi's thoughts, he saw a weeping scene. This is really a fight between gods and mortals.
Biyou Temple is good at shouting slogans to confuse believers.
The most commonly used slogan is that the main is their backstage.
Mortal government offices all use Biyou Temple as the backstage, so no one thinks that once the fight starts, the monks of Biyou Temple. The same goes with his head.
Lord God. How can you care about these little things?
but. A few days ago, Biyou Temple's stupid order to concentrate grains reached a full catty. Since the earth star.
The relationship between Biyou Temple, various monks' schools, and even those casual cultivators, began to deteriorate sharply.
Isn't this order just to starve others?
"You. You. You, and you."
Go and fetch all the food from the granaries and grain shops in the city.
Ding Dian arrogantly spotted the four Diyan Palace disciples next to him, and assigned them to collect the
food.
These four disciples stood on the edge from a distance, bowed their heads to their ears, and they knew at a glance that they were all disciples with a relatively low cultivation level. Will be assigned to do this chores.
The four disciples obediently rushed out of the queue, and drove the red light to go straight into the city.
far away. Old Qian's mouth grew wide.
Among the four little brothers doing chores, Old Qian found a familiar figure unexpectedly.
Isn't that the goal of Lao Qian's visit: Fang Zhengzhi's children's shoes?
Across dozens of miles away, the old money hidden in the woods, his spiritual thoughts have been extended.
Just in an instant, he scanned the whole body of Lao Fang.
The cake seller?
Old Qian exclaimed, seemingly like Fang Zhengzhi's repair of children's shoes. It just looked like a successful foundation.
And Lao Fang's face is no longer the vigorous but treacherous young Fang's face.
This face. There have been several deep wrinkles.
of course. Fang Zhengzhi's hair in children's shoes was still jet black.
Except for a few maverick monks who must rely on their own external recognition to show their individuality and become famous, as long as the monks who have successfully built the foundation, their hair will not be white when the life is near.
Fainted. Thirty years have passed, Laoyi Children's Shoes has successfully built the foundation.
Seeing his progress, if he wants to condense the golden core successfully, he doesn't even know that it will be the year of the monkey.
Lao Qian didn't know what happened after the foundation trial.
But it is certain.
Step behind. Behind every step, it is the most intuitive manifestation in the old children’s shoes
.
Four monks. After the task of collecting food was completed, one by one stood bowed down and stood at the back of the Diyan Palace team.
Now that the food is collected, the task of the demonstration has been completed.
Several factions of monks distributed one storage bag with grain.
Suddenly, they were majestic and galloping towards their respective factions.
Old Qian quietly trailed behind the large group of monks in Earth Flame Palace.
After flying six hundred miles, the monks of the Earth Flame Palace, a towering and tall stone mountain, stood in front of the monks.
The monks of the Earth Flame Palace stepped out toward the mountain, and after playing the magic trick, a door opened, faintly seeing the luxurious and exquisite pavilions inside, endless.
After the red robe monks entered again, a faint blue aura appeared in front of the net talent's portal.
This prohibition. For the old money, it's too simple.
sound. There was a big hole in the prohibition.
The faint cyan light flashed and disappeared, leaving only the phantom of the healing mountain rock.
Fang Zhengzhi went to the warehouse first depressed, handed over the grain in the storage bag, and then returned to the small building where he lived.
Sitting on the bed, I don’t want to hit my buttocks, and I don’t want to practice.
In Fang's upright eyes, extremely fierce rays of light shot out.
After 20 years, he finally succeeded in the last trial of seeking alchemy.
Only forty-nine ~EbookFREE.me~ has successfully built the foundation!
Looking for this kind of cultivation progress, I want to condense the golden core, Xuan!
Although the condensed elixir cannot be immortal.
but. It’s okay to live for a thousand years.
Practice practice. This is a crucial step.
"Unless. Take such a thing, otherwise, I will never want to form a golden core."
Fang Zheng said to himself gnashing his teeth!
He is old-fashioned. Is it a generation to die?
but. Is there such a good thing like that?
This hope is simply too slim, too slim hope, so that Fang Zhengzhi fell into despair again
.
No matter how deep the mind is. There is no certain strength, something. You can't get it either.
In the monastic world. Especially so.
At the last juncture, you still see the truth under your hands.
"Zhu Yi. Ye Ge, why don't you give me a hand! Bastard!
There is also old money. You defected, you feel comfortable, maybe you will return to the earth and hug the babe early. "
Fang Zheng beats the head of the bed straight, he is so disappointed that he hates it.
Anyhow Zhu Yi. Ye Ge had known each other on the earth back then, why didn't he pull his brothers and get two Jidans to make his old party succeed in building the foundation.
And Qian Xing, after hearing that the foundation was successfully built, he immediately defected from the Qingyimen and went missing.
This kid. I really can't see it, it's cruel and decisive!