The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Taoist, oh! I won the Tianzun!"

Fat Golden Road laughs.

Just an open mouth, he took a look at his mouth, people were a temple, and they may soon, they are so good that Xianwang is very good. I can call the Taoist.

"Not so polite."

Tang Yu is busy singing, laughing.

"Yes !!" Jin Guangdao grinned, "Tang Tianzun, how is the situation now? In these days, we are afraid of the whole day, and I don't know when this day is a head."

"Not too wonderful!"

Tang Hao immediately said that he saw him in several departments and said.

"Yuan started was discovered?"

"Even the fairy king is running with it? This is too horrible!"

There is a scattered fairy awkward sound, a face.

"This is normal, you are still young, only a few thousand years old, of course, I don't know what the ancient times, like I have been mixed from that time, I have seen this family!" Jin Guangguo smiled.

"Yeah! It is this family, destroying the ancient fairy, killing, don't know how much the ancient can, what kind of fairy, God is being swallowed by them."

Many old ages are sighing, and they are embarrassed.

"With the current situation, you can only wait, wait until they feel boring, I will go, or it is the appearance."

Tang Hao has a road.

He also can't think of other ways. After all, the opponent is a whole, and others are thin, which is an opponent.

Even if he is not afraid that the group is turning outside, but after the golden ancient bridge, there is more and more stronger, and maybe there is a grandpareship of the fairyland.

One of the ancestors, he is afraid that it is hard to escape.

"That one? Hey! When the one appears, when is it?"

"Yeah! I don't know where to go!"

Everyone shook his head and sighed.

That emperor, I don't know how long I haven't been there, I have to be in the fairy world, I have already appeared, and I will not see the traces for three days.

"I can only do this, no way!"

Tang Hao Road.

"Tang Tianzun said, only wait, as long as you can make a life, hide here for a few years, how do you do decades." Jinguangdao people.

For their immortals, dozens of years are bright, but it is just a chamber.

"I have a difference, let's put it here! If you go out, I am afraid to pay attention!" Tang Hao said, sitting down, and sighed, and another side.

In this case, he saw a nine-color shadow.

That family found a place to hide, it easily took out the people inside, and dawn.

Even him, I was also discovered, but fortunately he made itself self-explosion, and didn't stay at the breath.

He continued to switch, distinguished, and continued in the fairyland.

"That is……?"

After half a day, he found it.

In the sky, there is a red light, which is acute, and afterwards, there are two nine-color gods chasing.

Obviously, this is another big force that is discovered.

Just like the situation of Yuan Express.

"I don't know which forces!"

He stared at the red and looked at it, and he also distracted.

Too far!

Moreover, there are two monks who don't dare to explore the gods, otherwise it is scrapped.

There is not much furniture outside, he has to save it.

"The situation is not good, you have to catch up!"

He watched a moment, seeing the two nine colors, someone took out an item, but a bow, a bronze color, no half of God light.

He pulled the bronze bow and brought an arrow in the flee.

!

This amazing arrow, tearing half of the sky, the sound is extremely.

"Good bow!"

Tang Wei's eyes shine, blooming a hot color.

The bow looks very frustrated, a little god is not, but the power is really amazing, it is better than he has seen any bow.

From the no-night disciple, the fairy bow is a fairy bow, but it is far less than this.

!

Next moment, a ribbon.

This arrow is a target.

That red shock, the light is so dark, and even the speed is also reduced.

"Haha! The antity, where to run!"

That two laughed.

Another nine-color shadow is also shot, and it is a fight forever, and there is no half of the gods, and there is a spotted blood in it.

"This is he ... emperor!"

Tang Yu looks at it, his eyes are red.

This is a sacred spear that dyed the blood of the fairy!

Good baby!

Peerless good baby!

He has forgotten the situation under his eyes.

This group of Dragon Bo Shen, really he is fat!

He is full of mind.

"go with!"

A shock of the sky and drink.

Next moment, the Black God made a stream of stream, shot.

clang!

Yes.

The flee in the flee is a bleak, the breath is still reduced, and the speed is also falling.

"Haha!"

The two gods are a lot of fun.

They chased it all the way, constantly lieting this red power, now, this red is unable to escape, soon they will catch up with them.

In this red, Tibetan must be the big education, ethnicity of the people, once the harvest is not small.

"One more arrow!"

The name of the name of the bow is low, once again raised the god bow in his hand, and a arrow.

!

With a sound, the red light is once again bombed, and it is opened by the shock.

The light of it is already dim.

Seeing this, Tang Hao already knows that they can't escape.

"come!"

The spear of the praise of the spear, grabbed the red light.

Whizzing!

At this time, in the bike, there are several gods to show up, and the three rows of the gods of this spear, and the other three is to pounce towards the bow, there is still one, Red, it is going away.

"That is ... Feng!"

Tang Wei looked at it and recognized this group.

These seven people are all the rhodes of Feng's, and several people have seen.

At that, he escaped in a bike. He is more familiar, it is Feng Qing.

Seeing her, he was slightly.

I haven't seen it for a long time, I didn't expect it, I will here, I have seen this way.

"Feng Shi ... I am afraid that I can't stop!"

After seeing Feng Qingxi, he turned his gaze to the two battlefields, two of the gods, and respect three Fengshi strong.

The realm of the two sides is in the air, but it is a big Roman, but the war is obviously not a level. The people of the Longbuburns are undoubtedly stronger, and one is more than three people. It is also easy.

"what!"

In the moment of fierce, some people were injured. It was a Feng Bowa, and was wearing the shoulder by the black monarch.

Next, the God of the God said with a black thunder.

That Feng's Ronallo, immediately flew, turned into a powder.