Transcending the Nine Heavens

Qian Wantong and Wujiang and others are all cold and cold!

One shout, he turned around and fled.

In the face of such evil, who dares to fight in the face? That's what people without brains can do... It's bad luck to see that the kernel of the Ninth Spirit Beast is about to get it, but it was stolen again; it's about to get it again, and a guy came out of the sky and killed 15 of his own people and ran away... this time it's about to get it again... but it's a fatal trap!

Run!

Running away, wanting to cry: You said you were an unprecedented expert, why are you playing weak with us? Shit, everybody's having a good time. Are you there?

I knew you were such a master, we ate pork oil before we came after you with our hearts covered. I didn't dare to provoke you to kill the god...

“Wanna go?” Chu Yang picked his eyebrows and Morian Qi dissipated: “Can you walk?” Step forward, the sword falls unruly!

This step, like a sudden crossing of the void, directly walked fifty lengths of distance step by step, has reached the front of the money, looking at him cold.

Cold eyes, long swords lightning down!

Qian Wantong shouted in despair, desperately stood up to the throne, exhausted his life's power, blocked!

But this sword ignores its field, ignores its blocks, chops it down, breaks the sword, the body, half a minute! The body had not yet landed, and two brushes were made. The two thrones were split in two apart from the ten! Blood!

The rest of us fled in a desperate and scattered manner.

Chuyang made great strides to catch up, a finger of the sword, the tip of the sword flew out a sword, and the chest of Wujiang, already outside of the hundred feet, would penetrate a bowl mouth-sized blood hole, front and rear clear.

Through Wujiang's chest, the sword burst out a large hole in front of a mountain.

Then Chuyang turned around in the air, a sharp sword emitted, and the nine thrones on the left who were dying to escape were neatly cut in two from the waist. When my torso flew up, my torso still ran out dozens more...

All nearby grass and wood stones have been cut off neatly! The trees are destroyed!

At the moment of the sword's light, Chuyang's body flashed, disappearing from the ground, and had reached the south; one sword, killing five fleeing thrones; a long whistle, rising with the blood of the sky and the killing machine, flying over hundreds of spaces, like a demented maniac, hunting the only seven remaining Dark Demon thrones in a half-cloud mist!

Brush!

An incredible fall on the back of a throne, a slight faint light of blood appeared in the brow's heart, then bang, the blood flushed out, then from the forehead to the crotch, the blood burst out, the body slowly separated. If it's a watermelon, it's halfway between everything.

When the two pieces of his body had just fallen apart, Chu Yang had passed through the infinite wilderness, cutting the seven remaining men under his sword.

No mercy, clean!

“The smell of blood, it always fascinates me.” Sword Spirit Sighs: “Unfortunately, I can't be out there very often... by this time, my divine power has drained a lot. ”

His body flashed, left the place, and flashed again. He had come to Meng Chao, and then, with a tremor, Chuyang's body fell soft.

Tight teeth bite, unconscious.

Meng is in shock right now! He could not have dreamed that his apprentice could have resorted to such appalling terror!

In the blink of an eye, the thirty masters of the Dark Devil were slaughtered! Kill them all!

The battle is over when you see the Dragon of Sword Light flying, the human head rolling, the blood spilling, the instant!

He was staring, but Chu Yang flew in. I was just about to go up and ask what was going on, but I saw my good apprentice fall on the ground, spitting in my mouth and spasms all over the past...

Turning around, another disciple of his own talks about also spitting foam all over his mouth and unconscious...

Meng was helpless.

“I'm just a babysitter for both of you!” Meng sighed super loudly. First, we will collect the loot scattered all over the place; with Master Meng's careful mind, we will never let go of these opportunities...

Then he stacked the two apprentices together, carrying a sack like a sack, humming and carrying a long way, finally found a cave, threw the two brothers in, and then sat down to try to catch a breath.

This sat down and discovered… that the serious injuries caused by the extreme loss of life itself have actually been fixed?!

All right?

Meng is really bored. How did it get better?

Then he remembered Chuyang putting that pill in his mouth before he did. Is that the reason for the drug? But... how can there be such a magic potion in the world?

Meng suddenly felt like he was completely exhausted and seemed to be able to fight even when the royal master arrived. I can't help it.

The most extraordinary thing is... he found himself not only unharmed, but also the power of the eight-piece stranded on the throne, there also seemed to be signs of loosening the bottleneck, tried his luck, suddenly a rich force emerged from the Dantian field, filled with meridians, then poured into the Dantian, so three Sundays later...

Meng was stunned to discover that he had so easily broken through the Wang Jiu Pin! Moreover, the strength of that yuan is still increasing. It makes me feel uncomfortable. I should simply continue my luck and incorporate it all into Dantian...

When he stood up, Meng Super looked strange, like he wanted to cry, like he wanted to laugh; frowned for a moment, stared...

He found himself breaking through!

A pint of the throne! And now the power is stuck at the top of a pint of the throne. Wherever and whenever you have the chance, you can break the second pint of the throne anytime!

This is stunning!

It was a lifelong wish. Today, in such a rare and confusing situation... breakthrough?

Besides, I shouldn't have broken through! Why did you break through?

Meng was stunned by this result. He hasn't breathed in a while...

Then he remembered: broken, how did he put Chuyang's peace talks together? Stunning, don't cook Chuyang now...

Running in hastily, separating the two, one touch, huh? Chu Yang is okay? Is this apprentice so heat-resistant?

Again, Meng suddenly opened his eyes: Why didn't it burn?

Touched again, touched back and forth, Master Meng's eyes are silly.

This is a two-and-a-half thing, to say the least. Meng Master's psychological capacity is stronger, but after two or three encounters with something that cannot be explained at all, and it still happens so densely...

Really helpless.

Meng suddenly strangled his thighs so hard that his teeth suddenly grinned: it wasn't a dream! I couldn't help but stumble over there.

For a long time, until Chu Yang groaned and softly climbed up, Meng could not help but immerse himself in these things.

“Master, are you all right?” Chuyang touched his forehead, his head ached a little. There seemed to be tens of millions of steel needles in his head. He felt a very thorough sense of helplessness, and every joint was broken with general pain. It's a feeling of weakness that comes from the soul.

The post-action of this sword spirit into the body really gives Chuyang a strong fear. This sad feeling, even with Chuyang's tough nerves, doesn't want to try it again.

The sword spirit in the mind is also a weak situation; it has been drilled into the position of Xuan Yin Jade and Xuan Yang Jade to recover fully.

Although much has recovered during this period, this time the consumption has been quite significant.

“Chuyang...” Meng suddenly has a heavy voice: "You seem to have too many secrets. ”

“Yes, Master.” Chu Yang smiled softly.

“Well, since it's a secret, you don't have to tell me.” Meng suddenly cautioned: “It's best not to say anything to anyone and let it rot in your heart. ”

He sighed, "Such a secret is too powerful... if it were revealed, I'm afraid..." His face revealed a profound sense of anxiety and looked solemnly at his proud disciple: “I don't know how many strong people in the world are, the so-called throne, but it's too cloudy smoke, and even more powerful beings, even unknown beings, are not necessarily possible... if there is one, then nobody can protect you...”

Meng looked deeply into Chu Yang's eyes: “Do you understand? ”

“Disciple understood!” Chu Yang said positively.

Although he already knew Meng Chao's personality, he was deeply impressed with Meng Chao's ability to endure so many things today!

Strong as Wei Zi, still have to ask.

But Meng suddenly died without asking! He would rather his disciples rot their secrets than know them for the rest of his life, be bored for the rest of his life, and keep them safe.

“Master, before disciples really didn't find out, Master, your strength is so high.” Chu Yang said sincerely.

“Oh… people, have family parents, wives and children… you and I apprentice, sympathize with father and son, naturally you can say anything; but if a teacher meets someone… it is also impossible to keep a secret, and everyone has such intimate people who cannot keep a secret in front of him, so once the secret enters the ear of the second person, it will no longer be a secret! ”

Meng said, "So you want to talk to me, but I don't want to hear it. ”

“Yes, Master.” Chuyang respectfully questioned: “Master… there is one thing I have never understood. ”

Meng suddenly said: “What is it? ”

Chu Yang gave it some thought: “Although the master's strength cannot be said to be the first in the world, the disciple did not find that the second person can compare to the master, according to the saying... the master's modification should be... why..."

He's stuck.

Meng suddenly laughed, "It's simple... because in the beginning, something happened to me, because of your master and mother, someone hit me with a pulse hand. ”

“Pulser?” Chu Yang shook up and revealed a sharp glow in his eyes: “Nine heavens rule the first night home of the world uniquely out of school? If you can't figure it out for three days, you will pulse all around you, and then you will become the most miserable loser's pulse? ”

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< Thank you! We went to bed together today and got a little bit proud. People gave me too much, far more than I expected! Thank you, your hearts and minds, I can feel them clearly! Thank you, my brothers and sisters!

I feel clearly at this moment… Whatever I end up spelling, whether I win or lose, I am satisfied. Not only this month, but next month, or… I will never forget this day in my writing career.

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