The Dream Master

Yang Hao is nauseated, but it is difficult to reverse it. However, he saw that the body is divided into two, and the body is wrapped around. The black magic task on the body is in blooming golden Huaguang. There is a layer of flesh between the two sides. The spider web is generally connected, and it is bonded to fly.

Not much time, especially has resumed it.

Yang Wei is already desperate, and the gap between them and the ancient gods is too big, and it is difficult to pass over.

There is not much up to many ups and downs in the heart, and he has seen too many powerful enemies in the years of the gods. Those who have lost him and winning now.

"You will finally become the dust under the historical wheel ..."

When he said, he fought the ax, and he took advantage of Yang Wei and Shen Lu.

It seems that there is no one to stop him between heaven and earth.

"Amitabha……"

Just then, a Buddha sounded, it seems to be close, and it seems far in the sky. .



That is a green peak, under a branched old banyan tree, standing with a low tamah house, at this moment, there is a smoke, add a few points to this mountain water.

A young monk, holding a nine-ring tin, a young monk, who holds a nine-ring hemper, and looks out, and looks in the world.

Both clearly separated thousands of miles, but it is like crossing endless voids, and it will be together.

"Golden Scorpion ..." . .

"The Poor Maxi is waiting for the donor." The young monman showed a smile, the holdings of the stick, and stepped out, it was a Baili Mountain River.

At the same time, an east is very far from a mountain, and the mountain is strange. It seems like one to support the elbow. On the occasion of a golden light, it cracks off.

On the centrally broken mountain stone in the mountains, the hair wearing a white robe, the waist tiger skin skirt, stretched a lazy waist, one rolling, directly turned to the Jiuyi cloud.

He is a pair of smart eyes, and the shoulders are on the shoulders.

Driving the clouds, come on this, and shout loudly in your mouth: "Near, is it still sleeping?"

The voice, there are more than 10 thousands of miles south, a piece of water, a green-green melon, a fat old farmer is lying on the rocking chair under the roof of the field, holding a fresh sweet watermelon, caught one hand A pu fan covered on the face, like a sudden awakening, and sitting slammed.

Old farmers threw the pu fan, smashed the watermelon in his hand, throw it on the side.

"Hey, get up to work ..."

He muttered in his mouth, walked out of the soft shed, lifted the iron scull leaned on the column, soared in an instant, grinning, showing the full snow.

"..."

A row of dragons came from the West. In the stream of the West, the water waves rolled with the Rick sea mad, and a snow white Long rushed to the sky, and it was a thousand feet, and wrapped the clouds.

In the north, a misty Dawu is in the dark, the black water is rolling, the momentum is awkward, and a person is wrapped out, and the feet have been rolling down the slime water waves, and the shape is flying, and it is also very rapid.

The first arrival is the Master of Xuanzang Tang Tang.

He has been moving more than ten steps, and he fell on the side of Yang Hao, and his grace is a gift, said: "Zhenjun, for a long time ..."

"Three Tibetan Master, you are ..." Yang Wei did not know how to express his mood at the moment.

"Is there a backhand of the Tibetan King Bodhisattva and the arrangement of my Buddha, how is Shen Shi?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"The river is still small, hey ... I haven't died yet." Shen Lu has previously been trying to recover, and he said.

"Shen Shi's main Ji Tianshi is a person with great cultivation." Tang Sanzang shared a gift, said.

"Can you give you next time?" Shen Lu showed a smile and asked.

"Shen Shi is said to smile, want to break, still need your help." Tang San Tibet said.

"Three Tibetan Master, what should we do?" Yang Wei asked.

Tang San Tibet is just to talk, but he has once again attacked again, and a ax is changing down.

In the high altitude, there is a strong oppression, and the void is constantly changing. Tang San Tibet is just a little bit a little, and he will continue to say: "The original seal Relying on the mountains and river maps and the sky to integrate the power of the heavens and the earth, and this process also needs Samsung's Devils, and runs through the heavens and the earth. "

His voice just fell, and the giant ax of the is already empty, but it is just a hundred feet.

At this time, the earth on the earth sounded, and a golden giant column rose from a few people, "" loudly, squatting on the ax, put it up.

The . ...

"Let the old Sun come to play with you." When a laughter came, a golden monkey was in the rain, and the golden giant column was straight, straight and tangled, and he hit a giant The ax above the ax.

""

A huge sound of a gold stone hit, and was hit by the Optimus Juzhu, and the birth was hit by Sun Wukong.

"Eat my old pig."

At this time, it was a shock, and the body of the pork is also arrived, and the iron scull is also turned into the huge huge, and the head is headed down.

, a loop is going to the upper and white, a black half-moon light blade is covered with the ax of the ax, and we will give the iron shot of the pig.

The iron scull flashed on the nine nails, and the sharpness of the knife was suddenly obvious. He collided with the ax sharp, and the knockout burst. .

"Strong force." Yang Wei saw this scene, could not help but praise, in his memory, pig eight rings can not be so powerful.

"These years are in the mountains and rivers, and there is no lazy eight-rings, and the cultivation of the scorpion is not small." Tang San Tibet seems to guess Yang Wei's ideas and explained a sentence.

After that, he took out a golden Dan medicine and he handed over.

I took a look at it, I saw that the medicinal herbs were done, but the whole, there was a sense of glazed, and I had a golden lotus shadow, which is more like a Buddha to fall. Fuzzy.

"This is ... Buddha's roots?" Sinking some uncertain channels.