When I think of Chen Shaobai’s gift of Dan Fa Ju before, I feel a little sorry at night: "Even if J Ο ng Yuan Hao Dan is a master of the realm of refining the array, it is really a wave to make up for a secular person."
"Good and evil, kindness and enmity, those who are kind to me, will be rewarded ten times, and those who are evil to me will be rewarded ten times." Chen Shaobai spoke like this in a rare way.
"As soon as you enter the kendo, you can’t help yourself. How can you divide the grievances so clearly?" Although some admire, but spend night heart still some don’t agree with Chen Shaobai attitude.
The wind roared, and Xuanhua Dahongpao still didn’t have any wrinkles. Thinking of Chen Shaobai’s previous performance, Huaye didn’t want to continue the topic of Tao Xin just now, so God Se became serious:
"Just that mana Jin Yan into a monkey is how to return a responsibility? You have completed [Da Zhen]. "
How long has it been since I refined myself into a little person, and this Chen Shaobai just got started? In less than two years, he has achieved the goal of quenching gas. If he really has this qualification and talent, his position in his heart will change.
"No, it’s borrowed some magical powers from the thunderbolt, and I just managed to display the conformal secret method. It’s ok to bully weaker opponents than myself. When I meet them evenly, I will be laughed at if I take them out." A purple ray wrapped around Chen Shaobai emerged, and the wind roared and the power was awe-inspiring
"It turned out that Stuart Yutang gave Wang Ruoyu a treasure. No wonder."
I took a thunderbolt, and spent some nights playing with it eagerly, only to reluctantly return it to the general multiplier. The price is limited to 500 lingshi, and the value will be nearly 10 times for each higher class. When it comes to lingshi, it will cost hundreds of thousands of lingshi, but there are no millions of lingshi. It is simply insane to want to get a treasure through normal channels.
I think he was once the first in the list of dragons and phoenixes, but after ten years of fighting, he didn’t save enough to forge a treasure resource, which shows that this magic weapon is precious.
"No, I was almost fooled by you. Even if you didn’t reach the level of quenching gas, you touched the edge of it. If you communicate with God J and jīng with mana, you will have a little spirit to meditate and find a place with abundant aura to practice penance for ten years, and you will certainly be able to break through to the realm of" Da Zhen ""
Looking at Chen Shaobai beside him with a face of course, Hua Ye suddenly gave birth to a little jealousy. He struggled today. I don’t know how much effort, money and sweat he spent, and how much calculation he paid. He was born in the cracks of Zongmen for more than ten years, and he barely cultivated to such a degree. Chen Shaobai spent less than two years, and he reached such a level as "leisurely". How can he make people feel psychologically balanced?
"Everyone has his own chance, test and doom. I didn’t become a psychic realm. I don’t know if you are possessed by demons now, but … your heart is out of order."
Chen Shaobai removed the protective mana, and a white suit was hunting in the wind. Ri’s warm light shone through the breeze, which made him comfortable and transparent, as if at first glance, you could see that all his thoughts were frank and open, and there was no danger in Y and N, which was as clear as a piece of clean jade.
"Hoo … thanks for waking up."
Hua Ye is also a layman. Once he wakes up, he immediately adjusts his breathing, runs his magic, wakes himself up, tortures his heart again and again, throws out the dirty mind that he just gave birth to, and strengthens his mind again, taking a step further.
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Chapter one hundred and twelve The temple of gluttony for ghosts and gods
The junction of Shang State, Xian State and Zhou State
A potbellied, dark-faced middle-aged man fell to his knees, and his voice was full of tears. "Xian Jian, although I am a village official, I have never heard of Naosh Long Mai."
Black and fat middle-aged people are depressed. Although he is the head of Wolong Town, he is very flat in Ri, but there is no violence in Ping-pong Village. He married a beautiful concubine with three rooms. Little Ri lived a peaceful and leisurely life than before, but he never thought that it was only half an hour, and he was left alone in the whole village.
Looking at more than a dozen guys dressed in black Se tights in front, who are still evil, know how to observe Se, and the black fat village head can clearly feel each other’s murder. He can’t wait to faint, but he knows that if he wants to be a little disappointing, he will follow in the footsteps of other villagers.
It’s so thick that people can smell the smell of vomiting blood and go straight to the nose, with broken limbs and colorful intestines scattered all over the floor. In such an environment, he can also hold on and force himself to stay awake.
"The teacher elder sister Yuan, let’s search for soul and soul. It’s so stupid. Even if we get the information, I’m afraid we can’t recognize it." A young man with sharp breath gave the village head a cold cross, and respectfully suggested to a woman around him.
Hearing this, another rare man with a strong momentum shook his head again and again, as if talking to himself, saying, "Searching for the soul and searching for the soul is a secret skill of heaven. Due to the limitation of the avenue, each monk can make it three times in his life, and every time he makes it, it will affect his purity of mind because of his mixed memory, which is very unfavorable for breaking through the realm. We are all sword-species monks with weak strength, but if it affects Elder Sister Yuan, it will be a dead resignation."
As soon as this statement came out, the pot was suddenly fried, and more than a dozen strong people in the quenching gas boundary were like street vendors, arguing about the business leave and flattering the truth of "Teacher Yuan"
"That’s enough"
The word "airy" made the field completely silent, and Fiona Fang Li was silent, and no creature could or dared to ring again.
The speaker is a woman. She has an elegant figure, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a waterfall of green hair, a strong suit of tea, and a fragrance of vegetation that has not changed for a hundred years.
If you don’t go to Li, according to the black fat village head, seeing such a beautiful girl who is a fairy, you must be eager to make a fuss, seeking the beauty of the heart, but now that he sees this woman, he doesn’t even have the courage to stand up.
It was this slender and beautiful "Sister Yuan" whose jade hand was flamboyant, and nearly half of the fleeing villagers in Wolong Village were separated from each other, and she killed them with one blow and stained the earth with blood.
That’s not a kitten, a dog, a chicken, a sheep, a dog and a horse, but more than 200 lives.
At the thought of this, Heipang Village’s long legs and stomach twitched, and he thought of his dead three-bedroom aunt. His heart ached, but he was able to smile and cater to this woman.
A dozen strong men and a mortal eyes were fixed on the teacher elder sister Yuan, quietly waiting for her words.
"Our two temples are in conflict with each other in terms of responsibilities. Although the high-level forces are evenly matched, we have to admit that if we don’t make some achievements at the grassroots level, I’m afraid we will be completely suppressed by others."
"I, Yuan Lingdie, have just entered the core, but I also shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the gluttonous palace and leading you to glory",
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Chapter one hundred and thirteen Loyalty, treachery and enmity
Chapter one hundred and thirteen Loyalty jiān life and death