Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

At this time, the Yang's Manor.

Quiet!

Originally, the alcohol, the lively scene, everyone seems to be shot in a cold arrow in an instant, in the moment, quiet.

One of the high-rise of the Yang's king family, alert and full of killing eyes, falling in the top of the manor house, the strange figure.

Everyone looked at each other, and the gods hampered.

Because I just just.

The other party suddenly appeared above, and then the Huang was like, and a wave of playing the ancient painting of Zhao's king government, gave it away!

That kinds are taken away.

The person should be a master!

"Who are you, dare to !"

"Hurry up and take the painting, otherwise, let you die!"

Talking is the Yang's king family, a high-level second-generation second-generation, usually in the outside, everything is everything, does not put anyone in your eyes.

Justicate.

Come is just a master.

No matter today, there is a day of Tianmen, who dares to stick with them with their Yang's king?

It's just a long family, a big seven-in-law, and you can let the other party regret it.

Immediately.

The spring breeze is proud, just, Yang Tianzi, who has been insulting Zhao's family, insulting himself, self-sufficiency, the first succession of the Yang Wang family, the first time, the first succession, he, came out, pointed out, the cold words: "How? I didn't hear it Don't think that you are a martial artist, you can just let go! "

"Our Yang's king, killing a mascher, just as simple as stepping on an ant."

If you usually.

He Yang Tianzhi, I really don't dare to make a master, pointer.

But what is this?

Do you still be afraid?

......

But the next moment.

Chu Ling is slightly flashing, raising his hand and moves. It is still a rain in the previous second, and Yang Tianzhong, which disdain, dozens of meters on the spot.

boom!

Suddenly, a slag the sound of the table chair.

Yang's crowd: "..."

"Where do you, who is the painting in the day?"

Chu Lingxiao, did not look at everyone, faintly open.

moment.

The atmosphere on the field is dropped to the freezing point.

No one is expected.

Chu Lingzhen actually dared to shoot!

Yang Tianzhong, which is not far, climbing up, and quickly hiding behind his father, a face, and the eyes are extremely poisonous, and hook at Chu Ling.

He does not think that Chu Lingxia is really inconvented.

otherwise.

A mascher shot, he still killed?

However, there is no.

This means that the other party is also afraid of his Yang's king!

Humph!

Also thought is something!

The Yang's family of Yang Tailong, the master of the seven gas, sitting there, still does not move.

I didn't put Chu Ling in my eyes from the beginning.

It is concerned about him.

Chu Lingxia is a young man who has no subcall, it is estimated that a secret cultivator of Zhao's king family.

Just returning to the outside tour.

I want to go back to my fair.

But can you?

Today, there is Tianmen Gong Lord here, even if you are a master of the nine, it is only waiting for death!

Jumping beam clown, just give this celebration a few fun!

"Good wind!"

A changing laugh is mixed with a ridicule, and it is issued from Hua Fenghao:

"You are the first person who dares to grab my life, but unfortunately, how long, you will die."

The moonlight is empty, on the top of the roof, Chu Lingxiao, standing, seems to have a super master temperament.

It can be caught in the eyes of everyone.

I am cold in my heart:

"I see you can install a few!"

......

"Young people, is it trouble?"

Du Canghai faintly opened, from the seat got up, carrying his hands, step by step, a pair of all beings, all of which are the ultrastay of the ants under my feet:

"It's awkward, take it out."

In the speech, with the tone of the command.

It is already the biggest gift with the ordinary masters.

Hua Feng's eyes scorn, looked at Chu Lingqi, a crystrycraining. The teacher has shot, and you have no chance to escape, you have not hurriedly.

"Interesting, I haven't encountered the masters of this mood level for a long time."

Du Canghai suddenly stopped, although the eyes were a little surprised, but the words were still a feeling of controlling the whole feature: "Young people, as long as you have a painting, the old man not only protects you innocent, but also accepts you. "

Just he launched a heart attack, I would like to give Chu Lingzhao next Mawei, but I found myself underestimated this young man.

Actually to resist.

To be honest, such a state of mind, Du Canghai is still encountered.

"Receive me as a person?"

It's almost a moment of listening to Tianmen Gate. It's a moment that I want to make a heart. Chu Lingxiao is moving. I just still can't always be, the old god is in the Du Canghai, suddenly the pupil, full of surprise color.

This is impossible!

How can I so fast!

Actually between the blink, this face, only the distance from a hair.

A pair of indifferent to extremely scorpions, just look directly at Du Canghai.

In the past 100 years, after I stepped into the respect of the respect, Du Canghai first took the body, what is fear.

He just wanted his hand and slammed the front, but found that Chu Ling is once again returned to the roof, a white robe, and there is from the breeze, as if never leave from start until I have never left.

Only a touch of sound came from the ear, prove that it is not an illusion.

"you are too slow."

you!

Du Canghai heard this sentence and suddenly felt great humiliation.

He roared, smashing his hand, he since he left Tianmen, the first time, but the next second, only feeling a pain in the chest, spitting a blood.

This……

This is impossible!

Du Cang's big eyes, a deep turbulent scream, from the bottom of the whole body, this young man, who is!

Just a few seconds.

A unprecedented horror of a history, shrouded in the entire Yangdang Manor.

Quiet!

Death is often quiet!

Those who have been self-contained, for the high-rise of Chu Lingxiao, especially the previous face of the town, the Yang Tailong's old man Yang Tailong, the eyes have long been full of horror, everyone, one, one, one, one transfixed.

The style of the style, the ganglo of the instrumentation, only between the moment, ridicule despising eyes, and finally in the endless fear.

How can this be!

"Master ..."

Huayuan Hao, the danger of somewhat science on the ground.

His Master Zun Du Canghai, half-footed into the existence of the respect, even the opponent, almost ignored the right pressure, could not resist!

puff!

Du Canghai is full of cold sweat, a old face is white, and it is a reverse blood spray, and the legs are directly on the ground.

"Forgive, seek Excellence, Rao, I am willing to be a pawn, no, I am willing to be a dog." Du Canghai wets into a piece, the eyes are frightened, even talking, talking, talking is not good. .

He found it.

In the face of this young, it is so ignorant and weak.

this moment.

Looking at the master of high tall, if the dog of the funeral is generally shaking, Hua Feng Hao feels clean, and the Yang's royal family is scared by the two legs.

"He ... who is he!"

At this time.

Chu Lingqi finally opened again: "I have a lot of names, now I am called Chu Ling, you can call me before the death!"

Today, this world.

Can be eligible to Kunlun banner, it seems to have only one.

Dudonghai: "..."

Hua Fenghao: "..."

Yang's royal family: "..."

When everyone is blank, Chu Lingxiao is watching, and suddenly looks to Yang Tianzhi, and faint:

"You seem to misunderstand something, I don't kill you, just want to send you this family, go to the road together!"

Finish.

A Qing Tianjian, a shake of the moon, spread throughout the entire Yangman estate.