Everlasting Immortal Firmament

“It's you, Fly Taoist!” The mosquito walker stared coldly.

Fly Taoist glanced at the distant and pitiful Bodhisattva: “The temple of the rotten Torah, looking for its roots? Huh!”

In anger, the Flying Man slapped the Mosquito Man again.

“Boom!”

The two men collided in the void and suddenly a wave of robust space broke out again.

“Fly Taoist, you've gained a lot of strength?” Mosquito Taoist was surprised.

Both of them are familiar with each other. In the past, the Fly Taoists were imprisoned by the Mosquito Taoists. We can see the strength of the Mosquito Taoists. But now, once, the two of them can't help but win.

“Changming boy, I'll pass on your kung fu, help you detoxify, and give you Yuanzhu, you'll be there to watch, won't you help me?” The Fly Taoist, however, stared at the distance and was always clear.

Chang Ming's face was stiff and looked at the ancient sea.

Although the mosquito traitor said that the fly traitor used Changming, it was indeed the fly traitor who saved himself at the time. Often slightly difficult.

“Boom!”

On the other hand, the mosquito mosquito dweller was once again tangled with the fly dweller, and the fly dweller's body appeared black.

“Is that it?” The unborn looked heavy.

“A corpse's breath? I said," How did you suddenly gain strength, Fly Taoist? You finally got into the mass graves? "” The mosquito traitor stared angrily.

“Huh, what happened to Tsukahama? Mosquito Man, aren't you more embarrassed now? You called that man, Your Majesty, and you entered the empire? Ha-ha-ha!” The Fly Daoist grinned.

“What do you know about me?” Mosquito Man Cold Channel.

“Boom!”

The two were entangled.

“Fly baby, go!” The Fly Taoist shouted cold.

“Buzz! ”

Rolling flies are coming towards the ancient sea.

“Squeak! ”

Always swinging his sleeves, countless bats appeared, blocking countless flies.

“Changming boy, you know what you're doing?” Far away, the fly trapper was enthralled by the mosquito trapper and angry.

Though they do not want to be enemies of the Flying Path, they are themselves vast subjects who must protect His Majesty.

“Whoo! ”

Far away, suddenly a wolf howled.

Obviously, countless bird spirits have led to countless other spirits.

“Your Majesty, if you keep doing this, you'll even spook the Mount of the Tomb!” The unborn were worried.

Ancient sea brows slightly wrinkled, looked at the distant battle in the high altitude of Kong Xuan, the King of the Avian Grievance Spirit, with the six-color divine light, even if only the Grievance Spirit left, the continuous defeat of Kong Xuan.

“Kong Xuan!” The ancient sea shouted high.

“Pfft!” The holes in the sky spewed a bite of witch blood, looking doubtfully in the direction of the ancient sea.

“Stop stopping the Avian King and let it down!” The ancient sea cried.

“Ah?” Kong Xuanwei.

Let the king down? Mixed beads can't stop it.

However, the ancient sea ordered that KONG Xuan can only shake his figure, become a human form, and jump in the direction of the ancient sea.

“Shh!”

Instantly to the ancient sea.

“Your Majesty? Why...?” Kong Xuan did not understand.

The Avian King in the sky did dive down.

“The King Grieves does not have much wisdom. He acts on his instincts. Fly Daoists cannot persuade the King. It must be because he took something of the King or destroyed something of the King. The King comes after the Fly Daoists, otherwise, the Fly Daoists will not hide in the ruins before!” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Psst!”

Sure enough, after the Avian King drank wildly, suddenly, he turned around and dived towards the Mosquito Man and the Flying Man.

“Bad?” Fly Dao's face changed.

“Mosquito Man, come back quickly! Let them fight!” The ancient sea cried.

The body of the mosquito trail moves.

“Buzz!”

At once, the mosquito traitor avoided the fly traitor and came towards the ancient sea.

“Huh!” The Avian King revealed himself, diving down and heading straight for the Fly Daoist.

The Quartet, the bird grievances that surrounded the ancient sea, suddenly turned the direction, and also headed towards the Flywalker.

In an instant, the Fly Taoist became a target, as if all the arrows had broken out, and all the grudging spirits poured on the Fly Taoist.

“Mosquito Man, wait!” Fly Taoist shouted depressingly.

“Boom!”

In an instant, the Flywalker fled to a distance.

“Yip!” The Avian King was dazed and couldn't let go.

The Fly Taoist is amazing, the Avian King is even more powerful, rolling the birds grievance spirit, instantly whistling away, for a moment, shocking the mass graves world countless resentments. Flywalkers are like bereaved dogs, running around.

“Your Majesty, let's leave now. Such a big move must have spooked countless grievances!” Mosquito Daoist frowned.

The ancient sea nodded.

In an instant, the crowd left.

Back in a mountain forest. Without the Grievance Spirit pursuit, the crowd stopped.

“This is bad, the Flywalker leaned against the Mountain of the Dead Tomb, and the ghost was not dispersed, so we're in trouble!” The mosquito walker was worried.

“And I have a bad feeling!” Pathetic Bodhisattva frowned.

“Hmm?” Everyone looked at the compassionate Buddha.

“I just found Fly Taoist's technique, remember?” Pathetic Bodhisattva frowned.

“Previously, thanks to compassion for the Buddha, otherwise, we didn't know that it was the Fly Daoist who was haunted by the Avian King, but it was troublesome!” The ancient sea nodded.

“It's called 'Root Finder'! It's the secret of that rotten temple. Few people in the world know, but the Flywalker reported it!” Pathetic Bodhisattva was worried.

“Oh?” the crowd wondered.

“As you should know, Lingshan Holy Land, in the past, was only divided by the Temple of the Rotten Door. Now, before the founding of the Holy Land of Lingshan, Buddha was the eldest brother of the Rotten Door Temple. In my previous life, I was just the least fashionable little brother of that rotten temple. He was the eldest brother. At that time, the teacher honored the ‘dead light Buddha’. Although the eldest brother was talented, Buddha Dao was the first. However, before the end of his life, the teacher told him that he could not pass on the position of master, and he stood on his own door and became the Holy Land of Lingshan.” Pathetic Bodhisattva recalled.

“Now the Buddha's master is called the Dead Light Buddha? Why don't you let him pass?” The ancient sea is confused.

“I don't know either. However, the most powerful secret of my rotten temple is called ‘The Third Buddha's Will’! Third Buddha. You know, past Buddha, present Buddha, future Buddha. And Kang Rulai came to his Spiritual Mountain Holy Land, founded in accordance with the Third Buddhist Idea. Third Buddha, there are secrets. Among them, Buddha knows the secret of the past, and I also practiced the secret of the past. One of the ‘rooting for the past' is the secret of the past. With the current fruit, find the cause of the past, the world should know this secret no more than three people, me, Kang Rulai, and Lingshan's past Buddha!” Pathetic Bodhisattva.

“Only the three of you know it, and how could the Fly Taoist recognize it?” Mosquito Taoists are amazed.

Pity Bodhisattva shook her head and revealed a hint of fear.

“Perhaps Kang Ru said so, well, don't worry, let's keep going! Next, be careful!” Ancient Sea Consolation.

“Yes!” the crowd said.

One hour later. The cemetery boundary, a huge mountain peak land.

Above the mountain, there is a great palace, the Temple of the Dead Tomb!

Inside the morgue!

“Cough, cough!” The Fly Taoist coughed for a while and was wounded. Obviously, there was no benefit in facing the Avian King.

“Buzz!”

A black gas, coming from the throne just north of the palace.

Just north of the throne, there was a dark mist, and I couldn't see who was inside. Black gas gushing through the fog enters the fly lane.

The Fly Trail Man is recovering rapidly visible to the naked eye. Soon, as the black gas stopped, the Flywalker's wounds were all right.

“Thank you, Master Peak!” The Fly Daoist was always grateful.

Above the throne, the Lord of the Peaks in the Dark Mist, the Corpse Tenjin has not yet spoken, but on the other side of the Hall, there is a sneer.

“Oh, Fly Taoist, can't you see, you're really capable of provoking the King's Grievance?” Cold laughter, yin and yang weird. Listen to the fly lane man's face flutter for a moment.

“Chun Shenshou, what do you know? I'm not doing this for me!” The Fly Daoist glared at me.

If the unborn are here, they must have recognized at first glance, it was not long ago that Miyama City and North Pluto arranged the morgue shogun, Kurobe Chunshenshou.

In addition to Chun Shenshu, there is a group of other strong people standing in two rows. But the two columns, motionless, were like sculptures.

“Fly Taoist, how can you provoke the Avian King?” On the throne, there is a majestic voice in the fog.

“The Lord of the Peaks, the Mosquitoes, has returned and brought a group of strong people. I don't know what they are going to do, I want to stop them. After all, this is the land of the Lord of the Peaks!” The Fly Taoist said immediately.

“Oh, what a bunch?” The Peak Master Cold Channel in the Dark Mist.

You know, the power of the Fly Daoist is now one of the few strong people in the world, and letting the Fly Daoist borrow the Avian King to deal with a group of people is definitely extraordinary, and also letting the Fly Daoist eat a huge loss.

Fly Taoist scouts waved.

“Buzz!”

Use magic to conjure up the appearance of ancient sea walkers.

“Oh, the ancient sea?” Chun Shenshu was suddenly surprised.

“Do you know him?” The Fly Taoist was surprised.

“Bullshit, if you don't go out, of course you don't know. Not long ago, this ancient sea that we just dealt with in the sun, turned into ashes, I know all of it, ancient sea, Kong Xuan, unborn people, mosquito people, pity Buddha? And this...!” Chun Shenshu was surprised.

“This is Changming. So, you know each other?” The Fly Taoist was astonished.

Chun Shenshuo nodded and said something about what had happened in the sun.

“Lord of the Peaks, these people are not good. Although they do not know what they came for, they cannot be left to continue. They must be arrested!” Chun Shenshu sank his voice.

“Yeah, yeah, grab it!” The Fly Taoist screamed.

“Well, as you said, they are extraordinary, they do not turn in, but they do not see the Lord of the Peak!” The main tone of the peak is ice-cold.

“Master Peak, you don't have to do this yourself, we'll do it! Don't worry, with everyone's help, we can take them down!” The Fly Taoist screamed.

Fly Daoists also have their own careful thoughts. They don't want to let the peak master do it. After all, there are also Mixed Yuan Zhu. Once the peak master does it, Mixed Yuan Zhu will definitely be gained by the peak master.

“Well, in that case, Fly Taoist, why don't you organize, who?” The Peak Lord faded away.

“Well, they have a sushi master, so let me go!” Fly Taoist shouted.

“Yes!” the peak lord said faintly.

“They have Confucius, Guhai, Mercy Bodhisattva, so I want two more people, the two first two in line in the palace!” The Fly Taoist looked forward to something.

“Fly Taoist, do you dare to ask, the two most powerful descendants of the Peak Lord, do you dare to ask?” Chun Shenshou laughed.

The Fly Taoist looked forward to the black mist on the throne.

“Quasi!” The Peak Lord in the dark fog answered.

“Thank you, Master Feng, but Chun Shenshou said they were exaggerating. I was worried about the accident, so I invited the two strongest people!” The Fly Taoist said immediately.

In the fog, the Peak Lord shoots two blacks straight into the front two.

The two men stood there like sculptures, motionless, and at this moment the black gas entered, trembling and moving.

“Yes, Master Peak!” The two men saluted.

Instead, slowly walk in front of the Flywalker.

“Six ways of the Sword God, Dead Light Buddha, next, please!” The Fly Taoist laughed.