Stealing The Heavens

The fifth hundred and sixty-three chapters of the sandpiper ancestors

In the sound of ‘咔咔’, Qianzhangtan was frozen into a whole piece of blue-blue ice. The whiteness of the coldness rises to the sky, the red light and the cold air from the crystal mirror of the middle-aged Taoist people touch together, like a myriad bombs exploding in midair, and the dull screams shook the wetland near the Qianzhangtan. The water column that is not more than a hundred feet high is blown up, and the muddy mud water spurts up, and the sound is not scary.

The Holy Spirit and the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn are hidden in the mysterious ice. They are staring at the hundreds of people gathered in the sky through translucent ice. The little demon made by a crab was followed by the Qianzhang Dragon King, and carefully guarded by the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit Master looked at the little demon and pointed it out. Xuan Bing broke a gap. He kicked the little demon out on one foot and then spoke a few words to the little demon.

The crabs with two handles of the black hammer lifted their small heads, and the two big eyes turned around in the eyelids. The Taoist who pointed at the air shouted: "You guys, why are you hitting the door? I don't know if this is the site of our old dragon king? You touch your own head, your life is a sigh of relief!"

The Taoists laughed in unison, and a white-shoulder who wore a golden robe came to the sky above the crab demon. He smiled and said: "A thousand-foot dragon king? A famous demon! Oh, no more nonsense, surrender That group of men and women and two ice-cold dragons, we are not for ourselves, nor will we encroach on your 'big foundation'!"

Many Taoists laughed again, and the golden robes of the white-shoulders did not need to smile: "The poor roads of the purple mountains and the mountains, they are all disciples of the poor road. The Ziyan Mountain is a vein, proficient in the works of the stars, the poor, the poor It took a lot of hard work for the road. This figured out that this group of men and women are hiding under this pool of water. You have to swear by the shackles and hand over the people quickly. Otherwise, the thunder and other demons will make a powder!"

The man holding the crystal microscope suddenly took a breath. He put down the crystal mirror and said to the spiritual person: "Master, the disciples are exhausted, and the underwater demon is so powerful that it is hard to resist."

The red light emitted by the crystal mirror disappeared, and the cold air emitted from the golden horn and the silver horn suddenly took advantage. The large chills spread rapidly around the Qianzhangtan, and the nearby otter wetlands were covered with a layer of white frost. . Some aquatic murders such as big crocodiles are rushing around to escape. The water plants are squirming everywhere, and there are not many wandering things that have escaped from the Qianzhangtan.

The crab demon eyes turned and got the command of the Holy Spirit. He said with a grin: "What men and women, we really don't have it here. What is the ice dragon, that kind of thing, we..."

The Lingdao people looked a sinking, and he pointed at the crab demon and shouted: "When is it, still swearing here, really good temper?" With a finger, a sword rang, the scabbard in the soul The three-handed blue swords that were lined up in the sky rose to the sky, and the three swords that took Zhang Zhang’s long light fell to the crab demon.

Jianguang took the chill of the forest, and it was more than a dozen feet away from the demon. It was already scared that the little demon could not move. He looked at the Jianguang, who was falling down, suddenly screamed, and hugged his head into the crack of the Xuanbing, which had just been split. But his movements are fast, where is the speed of the Jianguang flight? He just turned around and three swords light reached his head.

Three consecutive loud noises came, and the spirit of the Holy Spirit rushed out of Xuan Bing. His head has turned into a huge faucet, his body suddenly rises up to three feet up and down, covered with a glowing dragon scale, like a set of armor placed on him. The sacred spirits are wrapped in a strong dragon, and the three swords are blasted out in a row, and the three swords of the spiritual people are smashed out.

The spirits of the people are swaying, the sword light is blasted by the Holy Spirit, and the spirits of the spirits are also shocked, so that the blood does not spit out. He looked at the screaming of the Holy Spirit who was not shocked and rejoicing: "Miao, the real catalogue of the lesser rewards, is there not you? Ha, a dragon, still can’t scare the poor! , together!"

More than a hundred swords shouted from the hands of those Taoists, and turned into a ray of light to the Holy Spirit. There are more than a dozen pieces of magic weapons that are not weak, and they are full of singular brilliance. They spew out a large piece of Mars Thunder, and they are rushing to the Holy Spirit.

The sacred spirit of the Holy Spirit snorted, his body swayed, and suddenly a large wave of water rushed out under the thousand-footed pool. The overwhelming clear water rushed into the sky, turning into a water vortex that was constantly swirling for hundreds of miles in his head. . The Holy Spirit has raised his hands and the dragon's natural magical powers spread. This piece of water tumbling with thunder and screaming, suddenly spewing hundreds of water tanks like the dragon's water column greeted the Taoist magic weapon of those Taoists.

The loud noise continued to come, and the water column collapsed, but more than a hundred Jianguang lights were faintly slammed by the water drops for a long time. More than a dozen powerful magic weapons released by the fire thunder in the rapid rotation of the water vortex, the huge water vortex absorbed the attack of these magic weapons, in the green water vortex into a large flash of dazzling eyes, There is no attack that can rush out of the water vortex.

The Lingdao people are stunned. The Zizi Mountain, which he created in the Pangu Continent, is famous for his technique of the Divine Buddhism, but the cultivation of the disciples is also considerable. In addition to his own is the thirty-fourth of the fairy, there are thirty-six other angels in the other doormen. Among the other disciples who are present, there are 30 monks of the Yuanshen, and others are Yuanxiu monks. Hundreds of people join hands, actually still can not get a show of the Holy Spirit? This is too outrageous, right?

Even if Ziqi Mountain is not known for its Daoism, but it is cultivated here, how can this Holy Spirit be so fierce?

The impetuous spirits recalled the three swords that were flying, and they were about to deal with the sacred spirits. The golden horns and the silver horns suddenly came out from the ice. The two brothers made a sharp and violent long snoring sound. They opened their mouths and the red and white glare of the two water tanks spurted out and turned into a red and white spiral light column swept the void.

The monks in Ziwei Mountain were caught off guard, and the red and white two-color light column hit them. On the spot, the bodyguards of more than 80 monks were smashed. The bodies of these monks were first red, and they were burned so fast that they were cooked. The cold suddenly freezes, and their bodies and the gods are frozen at the same time. The fierce screams of sorrows continue to come, and the golden horns and the silver horns join hands. Even the bodyguards of the ink scorpions can be broken, let alone the monks who are not influx of the purple mountains.

Lingdao’s popularity was spit out of blood. He had a chance encounter in the past, and it took a few time for the Yuanhui to have the current cultivation. It’s so easy to open up the small foundation of Ziwei Mountain in Pangu. Under the official violent suppression of Daxie, it is easy to open up a mountain gate with more than 100 disciples. When Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao shot, they killed his disciple's disciple by about 80%. The spirited people wiped their necks and tried their best.

The straight-eyed Spiritual Man screamed, his hands pressed down, and three blue swords screamed out, screaming at the Holy Spirit and the Golden Horn. The Lingdao people even spurted out three blood fogs, which made the three swords light rise by several dozen feet. It was like a Tianhe waterfall, and the power was more than a hundred times stronger than the attack of the sword.

The face of the Holy Spirit was so heavy that he suddenly had a lot of water sprayed out of his body, and a large piece of lightning entangled in the mist, bringing a burst of thunder and rushing to the lightning bolted. Panlong, who has shown the Holy Spirit, has been ruined in the previous battles. He can only rely on the magical powers and confrontation with the spiritual people.

Fortunately, there are golden horns and silver horns on the side. The thunder that was sacred by the Holy Spirit has not yet met with the swordsman of the spiritual people. The golden horn is a big mouth, and a piece of fire swept out. The three swords suddenly shook. From the blue cold light to a reddish color with high temperature. Then the silver horn spurted out a sparkling chill, and the three red lights shook. The sound of ‘咔嚓’ continued to come, and the three swords light became shattered on the spot.

The spirited man spurted another blood, and he shouted: "The spirit of the poor road!"

The Holy Spirit has glanced at the Lingdao, and he scolded: "Don't be a god, you still use the spirit, you are not shameful?"

The spirited man stayed in his sleep, squinting his eyes, and was stunned by the screaming voice of the Holy Spirit. The golden horn and the silver horn screamed and said: "Looking at this old road is not a rich man. They are all cultivated into a fairy. They are still using the spirits. Hey, how is a poor word?"

The Lingdao people are arguing against the golden horns and the silver horns. The black clouds in the distance from the far side of the sky are rushing toward the side. The black clouds are still dozens of miles away from the spiritual people. A low hoarse voice is coming from far away. : "Lingdao friends, thank you for taking the road! The technique of the calculation of Zi Zi Shan's veins is really good, huh, let the deity come to find it himself. Where is it so easy to find this group?"

The black cloud flashed, and suddenly came to the Lingdao people, screaming, a black lacquered claw from the dark clouds, grabbed the head of the spiritual person, and captured his half body into a crush. The Lingdao people screamed, and his fairy spirit brought a golden light to escape. The claws were backhanded, and the soul of the spiritual person was easily grasped in the claws.

Many people in Ziyan Mountain roared in unison, and they were about to attack the black cloud. The black clouds suddenly spread and shrouded all the Taoist people in the dark clouds. An ugly sound of groaning came, accompanied by fierce screams, and when the clouds converge inward, all the Taoist people disappeared without a trace, leaving only an extremely pungent blood in the air. taste.

The Holy Spirit has exclaimed: "Who is here?"

The dark clouds smiled and said: "The deity of the sandpiper ancestors, Wanxian League tour Xiantang scattered immortal, hahaha, you do not know Wan Xianmeng has already issued a wanted order for you?"

The black clouds were put away, and a deformed old man with a head as big as a rice bucket and a height of only about three feet appeared in front of the Holy Spirit.