Shrouding the Heavens

What is the origin of this old way? An old Tao Dao is obviously not the clothing of this generation, it looks very old.

\ "This Shi Nianzi is something that my ancestors have been using to this day. I do n’t plan to sell it." Zhang Wuye refused politely.

Old-fashioned skin is bronze, white hair shawl, dry body "but full of energy, talking like a golden bell, strong.

\ "The poor way does not take advantage of you. I will give you a 50-kilogram source, and if you cut something out of the mill, how many sources are on the market?" I will pay you how many sources. "

Master Wu has some difficulties. He has seen that the old man is absolutely very human. If he refuses, he will be a little wrong. He ponders: \ "起 ……"

\ "咚"

At this moment, there was a loud noise at the end of the horizon, and the smoke and dust soared into the sky, and a very strong energy fluctuation came.

Purple Mountain!

The source of the earthquake is the Purple Mountain with nine dragon veins, even if they are far apart, you can feel the strata there shaking.

The old man turned quickly and looked at the end of the horizon. His eyes were like two golden beads, and his dry body overflowed with a terrifying atmosphere.

At this moment, he is not like a person, but like a behemoth, like a barbarian who has never been born in a thousand years ", so that the people around him almost collapsed to the ground.

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The old man flew up to the sky all at once, and the robe showed up, almost rolling up the whole stone survey. He pointed with his fingers.

Ye Fan's scalp is numb. This old-fashioned strength is too scary. It was just a subconscious move that showed his great power.

The old way turned into a gray fog bolt, rushing towards the Purple Mountain, making Tianyu shake for a burst, like a real dragon passing by.

\ "Donghuang is really too big, masters come out in large numbers, not necessarily all in the holy place." There are many strange people walking around the Ozawa wild forest. "Ye Fan muttered to himself."

The boundless boundlessness of Donghuang's "flying from one end to the other" takes several years, and if ordinary people walk on their feet, Baishi can't go half way.

On this vast land, "there is a mysterious wilderness that stretches for millions of miles; there are endless lakes" that are boundless like oceans; there are ancient temples and permanently floating sky domes; there are baicao gardens left by the ancients, which can be brought back to life ...

Many saints usually leave the holy place in their old age, and it is not surprising that they choose to enter the great wasteland "to meet the masters of the world" or the characters of the old age.

\ "What happened to Zishan?" Many people in Shizhai were very nervous.

\ "Hurry up and get ready to evacuate here.

"Ye Fan told him that he hesitated a little, rose into the air, and flew towards Zishan.

Zishan's extraordinary weather stands tall, like a purple sword interspersed in the sky. There are many marks of axe marks on it, engraved with the brand of the years.

A huge black jelly "Hundreds of feet long, I don't know if it is its body" or whether it deliberately extended the jiao body, which is terrifying.

It wraps around the top of the Purple Mountain, and the black body is tightly tightened, like a steel great wall polished by thousands of hammers, and it is bound to the mountain.

The black scalp body "tight scales, each piece is more than half a meter long, and the black light flashes" is full of powerful sense of power.

This behemoth is pulling up the mountain and "want to twist the mountain with brute force" to open the place, and it was just the movement that made it.

\ "This black jiao looked at the scroll" and found it here ... "Ye Fan frowned." The Holy Land has not come yet. "Some powerful existence has already acted first.

\ "咄"

The old man whispered softly, sounded like a golden bell, and the trembling emptiness hummed.

On the Purple Mountain, the black body's huge body seemed to be smashed a few times by a sledgehammer, and it swayed repeatedly, causing the mountain top to shake.

Although the old road is dry, but standing in the void, it is full of pressure and suffocation. It is like a sleeping real dragon ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ on the purple mountain, a huge black jiao whispered, Like a mouse seeing a cat, his body trembled and curled up into a ball, and then he dared not to say "fly away from Houshan."

At this moment, it is not like a huge black dragon with a length of hundreds of feet. It is like a loach, and it can't escape.

\ "Everyone hiding in the dark comes out." The old words are calm, but they are majestic and irresistible.

The three old people appeared, and everyone was full of blood, such as a venerable big furnace, which made people feel the horrible fluctuation of life.

Ye Fan was shocked that "people who can watch the ancient scrolls" before the arrival of the major holy places are definitely masters of the world.

\ "Who is Daoyou?" An old man asked.

\ "The name was forgotten long ago. You go" This place is not your idea. "Tao Dao is very plain, not angry and prestige. Although he walks out of his family, it makes people palpitate.

\ "You are too close to humanity, there is no owner here, why should we let us go?" The old man who spoke is very old, "like the abyss of the road" is unpredictable.

The old man didn't say much. "The big sleeves swayed" and the violent wind masterpiece. Three old crane-haired old men were flicked in a blink of an eye, and suddenly lost their way into the sky.

\ "Wouldn't this be an old saint who walked into the great wasteland and then came out again?" Ye Fan was shocked and gave birth to such a thought.