Lit The Supreme Being

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Guardians!Chapter 164 Neimenfang City

"Grass! So strong!"

Tan Yun's expression was solemn, with the urge to scold his mother, and with all his strength, he used his grandiose steps to escape towards the six hundred-meter-long spiritual boat!

Tan Yun knew well that if he did not run away at this time, forty-three disciples of Dzogchen in the fetal soul realm would surely destroy themselves and even the scum would not be left!

At a distance of six hundred feet, Tan Yun's figure flickered three times, blinking and reaching, dived into the training room!

"call out!"

When Tan Yun got into the training room from the neck down, a cold sword aura slashed from behind his head!

Tan Yun's hair was upside down, and he quickly lowered his head, feeling a cold tingling pain from the back of his neck, but after Jian Mang cut through the back of his neck, he cut off his flying hair!

"Good damn risk!"

After Tan Yun successfully escaped into the training room, the wall of the boat above his head was closed, he was gasping for breath, a stream of blood sprayed out from the wound on the back of his neck.

If Tan Yun drilled into the training room, he slowed down a little bit, his head would be cut off!

"Boom!"

"Boom boom..."

At this moment, the forty-three masked disciples who stepped on the flying sword and rushed toward Tan Yun's murderous aura, while their wrists were dancing, one after another tyrannical sword light and sword light slashed on the spirit boat!

Although the spirit boat is broken, it is after all a superb spirit weapon known for its high-strength defensiveness. Therefore, in the turbulent attack, all the shocking cracks, although the speed can be seen by the naked eye, the spirit boat did not immediately burst!

"If this attack continues, the spirit boat will be destroyed!"

Tan Yun thought, driving the spirit boat, rushing to the sky in an overwhelming attack, and while breathing, he threw off forty-three masked disciples!

"Damn it! We were careless!"

"Yes! Who would have thought that he, a handyman disciple, would be driving the best spirit weapon spirit boat!"

"How to do?"

The black cloth covered everyone's cheeks, and they couldn't see the expressions of the people. Just from the eager tone of the people, you could guess that everyone's faces were ugly!

No one thought that the attack on Tan Yun would not succeed, but he would ruin the five fetal souls of Dzogchen!

Anger and aggrieved, occupy the hearts of everyone!

"What should I do? This miscellaneous piece has the best spirit weapon, the spirit boat, and it can't catch up, what else can I do!"

The headed masked disciple said angrily: "I just wondered, the best spiritual weapon, the spiritual boat, is a flying magic weapon, and the price is at least five times that of other best spiritual weapons. Where did you get this mess?"

Putting aside doubts, this person looked back at the 42 disciples, his eyes revealed, "Tan Yun will leave the Dan Veins, he will either go to the Beast Vein to find Mu Mengqi, or to the Qi Vessel to find Zhong Wu Shiyao, or to the Five Soul One. Pulse, look for Xue Ziyan."

"Except for three places, I went to Fangshi. But no matter where he goes, he will return to his Danmai!"

At this point, the person had a gloomy look and commanded: "You will stay here in response to all changes. I will return to the line of the Holy Soul immediately to find a magic weapon to deal with Tan Yun's best spiritual weapon!"

"Yes, Brother Song!" When all the disciples responded, Song Qinglie plundered the spirit boat and drove the spirit boat towards the direction of the holy soul...

Forty-two masked disciples of the Saint Soul line flew into the void one after another, lurking among the mountains, concentrating and holding their breath.

At the same time, four hundred miles away in the east, on a peak where no disciples lived, a burly male disciple, wearing a brown robe and embroidered with the word "beast" on his chest, lightly closed his eyes and stood still.

This person is the proud disciple of the two elders of the beast soul line: Fan Jian.

Fan Jian's fetal soul realm has achieved great perfection. Among the disciples of the second elders, his strength ranks sixteenth!At the same time, it is also the strongest on the entire Inner Door Wolong List!

Beside Fan Jian, stood a beautiful disciple: Lin Xinyi.

Behind him, standing respectfully and abnormally, nine disciples of the Great Perfection of the fetal soul realm.

"My dear, is Tan Yun dead?" Lin Xinyi turned her bewildered and seductive eyes and pressed them to Fan Jian.

Fan Jian retracted his spiritual sense, opened his eyes, and put Lin Xinyi in his arms with one hand. In front of the nine juniors behind him, he stroked Lin Xinyi's attractive body without any shame, and said in a deep voice, "Tan Yun is not dead. , And even drove the superb spirit weapon spirit boat, and after crashing into the two spirit boats of the disciples of the holy soul, suddenly the killer, killed five people, and escaped!"

As we all know, usually the Dzogchen monks in the fetal soul realm can cover three hundred li with spiritual consciousness.

Fan Jian is worthy of being a strong man in the line of beast souls. He has cultivated his fetal soul realm to perfection, and his spiritual consciousness has reached a radius of four hundred li. The process of besieging the disciples of the only holy soul line to Tan Yun, through the spirit Get a panoramic view!

"Oh~, what shall we do now?" Lin Xinyi looked at Fan Jian with a pair of winking eyes, twisting Miao Man's posture, and said charmingly.

"What to do, I won't be too late to talk about it later. Now I will do you a bitch first..." Fan Jian suddenly picked up Lin Xinyi and swept into the forest...

Time flies, four days later, early morning.

Tan Yun drove the spirit boat down from the sea of ​​clouds. After a short while, he steadily flew down in front of a cloud-filled city surrounded by mountains: Huangfufang City (Inner Gate City)

Huangfufang City, vertical and horizontal mountain cols, row upon row of pavilions in the city, neatly paved with the earth, stretching for six hundred miles, like a crouching dragon crawling on the ground.

The gate is as high as three hundred meters, and it looks like a dragon's head.

Tan Yun stood under the city gate, looking very small.

"According to the rules, the handyman disciple must not take off his clothes at any time, otherwise, he will be sentenced to death! This is really fucking fucking!"

After a vicious contempt of a rule in Tan Yun's heart, he leaned over and grabbed a mass of mud, quickly wiped it on his face, and even after his whole body, he walked straight into the city dirty.

Especially Tan Yun used mud to paste the four characters for the handyman medicine garden.

Twenty under the city gate, eight-fold law enforcement disciples in the fetal soul realm, stopped at the city gate on both sides.

On a rocking chair on the left side of the city gate, a law enforcement disciple with a fat pig-like fetus and perfect soul, lying on his back like an uncle, murmured something in his mouth.

When Tan Yun first stepped into the city gate, a law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun contemptuously and shouted: "Hey, hey! Stop me!"

Tan Yun was bewildered, first, looking at the law enforcement disciple dumbly, bowed, and said, "Did you call me?"

"What's the matter, isn't it nonsense!" The law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun with nostrils upside down, "You can only enter Fangcheng by handing in ten low-grade spirit stones."

As soon as the voice fell, the big fat man on the rocking chair stared at the law enforcement disciple with a big face, and his nostril slammed, "Huh?"

The law enforcement disciple shivered, looked at Tan Yun, and changed his words: "Fifty low-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing this, the big fat man nodded in satisfaction, then hummed a little song and closed his eyes.

Who am I?He is the son of the law enforcement elder of the inner door!

To put it bluntly, in this one-third acre of land in Neimenfang City, he is the prince!

As long as the handyman disciple enters the city, he wants to blackmail as much as he wants!