Tribulation of Myriad Clans

Time is constantly lost, Ye Fan does not know that it has taken a moment when it is back.

However, the route that has been in half is half, the speed estimates are more than the snail.

During the period, the body's stuffy and the weight of the inquirabi made the Ye Fan 's exhaustion, and the mouth was dry. Ye Fan has risen countless thoughts to drop the stone, take off the black robes to take a break.

But the harsh of the soul makes him there is no chance to rest.

Ye Fan didn't know how to drink a water capsule, and the whole person is like a boiling water, but the face is pale.

The hands of the ink stone are stiff, Ye Fan doesn't even feel that this hands are not their own, and the legs are not shaking, and even becomes.

Finally, the ancient soul may be because it can't be seen, the opening: "Okay, take a break first."

Ye Fan guarantees that this is the best news that he heard after breaking through the refining.

The strength of the millet is pushed away by the rear inquirabia, which is placed on the ground. It is gasp, and it is stunned with sweat on his face, and it is similar to the root of a big tree root.

Slightly slowly, Ye Fan reached out and took off the black robe. It is still on the side. The whole person is unprecedented, and it is simply following paradise.

Enjoy the wind blowing, Ye Fan is extremely enjoyable, and it has closed his eyes.

The ancients: the big tree is so cold. But now Ye Fan is more thinking that the big tree is so sleepy.

The eyes are just closable, the voice of the soul sounded again: "Little guy, I have to sleep, the rest time is only one hundred."

"No?" Ye Fan didn't think about the heart of the dead, straight down in the tree, put a way to: "Teacher, you still let me die, I really can't move again."

"You can't move, you just die, you can only die on the way."

"Teacher, are you not coming?"

"Teacher never says a falsehood." The ancient soul is serious.

Ye Fan also has a thought to lying on the ground, and quickly supported it, lifting some stiff hands and his legs.

It's okay, and the soreness that is difficult to say, Ye Fan can only stand up.

Only now have time to stretch, then it will be relaxed.

But the soul did not give Ye Fan too much time, Ye Fan did not rest, the ancient soul sounded a little frustrated: "It's enough, time, re-enhance."

"So fast?" Ye Fan is weak.

However, it is said that Ye Fan stands up and continue to wear the black robe, and the ink stone begins to go.

The pain of the legs and the tear pain in the legs will appear again, and the body's sultry is abnormal. Ye Fan feels that this is not very painful in the world. It is estimated that hell is better than this.

Next, Ye Fan took a moment of approxishes a moment, resting for a hundred words in the middle, resting again.

All the time is the ancient soul, Ye Fan is a bit groggy at the moment, nor does it care about the time to say in the end. Anyway, the ancient soul is going, saying a break.

On the way, Ye Fan did not intend to find two hundred murder grass and a leaf grass, but Ye Fan just randomly put them into the storage bag, and did not be happy to get these things.

Perhaps because the pain of the body has completely masked all the excitement.

Of course, Ye Fan also met some other herbs, but the ancient soul did not let him pick.

The reason is very simple: "It is some low-level things, picking up is a waste of time waste storage bag space."

Ye Fan didn't know how long it took like this, finally, the sunset of the horizon has begun to enter the sea.

The night is quiet.

"Okay, I will go here today, I quickly reply to the infuriating, and continue to go on the morning."

I heard that I finally took a rest, Ye Fan's words did not think about it at all, and they were lost in the mouth, and they were lying directly at the foot.

A pair of eyes closed up, and I was ready to sleep.

"Don't sleep, hurry to reply." The ancient soul reminded.

Today's cultivation makes Ye Fan not only consumes light, but even the body is not alive, but in this loud mountain, keep the peak state is the hard channel.

Ye Fan is reluctant to sit up from the ground, directly in the chest, a strange handprint in the chest, the body is running quickly and starts to reply to the air.

Even the Lingjing in the storage bag is too lazy, although this response is slow, Ye Fan is really not moving.

I don't know how many hours have arrived late at night.

The true gas in Ye Fan is once again filled. At this moment, I can't stand the exhaustion brought by the body, so I slept in the past.

However, this side Ye Fan has been waking up by the ancient soul.

"What? Teacher?" Ye Fan did not open, muttered in his mouth.

"Time is here, we should go to the road." The ancient soul is cold and cold.

Ye Fan sorrows: "Teacher, you let me rest again."

"Don't say that these are useless, hurry up." The ancient soul did not give the opportunity.

"I am painful, I don't have the strength at all. You still kill me." Ye Fan is now prefer to die.

The ancient soul is brid old: "Okay, this is what you said."

After a moment, Ye Fan, who was closed, suddenly felt that a strong wind was hit, and he was reluctant to open his eyes.

Don't look close, Ye Fan suddenly was scared, and I saw that I was originally in the next side of you.

When you are still more thinking, don't know where your strength, you have a roll, you can hide the "attack" of Martite.

The heavy inquiry is heavy, and the sound is followed by it.

Looking at the ink stone in front of you, Ye Fan did not dare to imagine how it was this heavy inquirabi, it is estimated that it is not dead.

Don't think, this is a ghost that is ancient soul.

Going, I saw that I didn't know when I didn't know when I came out from ancient jade. At this moment, I was smiling at myself.

Ye Fan is incredible to the front: "Do you really want to kill me?"

"Isn't it what you said?" The ancient soul shrugged: "Tap, I know that you will be hiding."

"But what should I do if I don't hide?"

"That can only blame yourself." The ancient soul is lightly.

Ye Fan was completely defeated, rushing up his thumbs up, hatefully: "It's still too much."

The ancient soul is white, Ye Fan said: "I have long known this, don't use you."

Ye Fan is never gimed to vomit blood, encounter such a best teacher, and I don't know if I have fell eight generations of schnauvous. Now, it is said that it is estimated that the soul of the soul is a finger to die.

Cold snoring, Ye Fan hated authentic: "If you don't play, you turn your face with you."

The ancient soul of the evil spirits said: "The little guy's mouth is very hard. I decided to take the two quarters every time I started, and I was resting in the middle."

Ye Fan is not cool, said: "The old guy, you are the heart to die,"

"How is it?" The ancient soul glanced from Ye Fan: "If the time will continue to be reduced."

Ye Fan didn't want to say anything, but when he heard this, he dared to continue to say, and he went back to his mouth.

I gave a look at the ancient soul, I can only put it on the road.

I am walking, the ancient soul suddenly handed over a torch. I got out a big hole in the Shangshi, put the fire put it up, in which the dark night is also a way to move forward.

"How I suddenly be so good to me?" Ye Fan asked.

The ancient soul smiled: "Who let you be my disciple, the teacher should take care of the disciple."

"Fly, I went early, even if the legendary playing, I gave a sweet date, but this sweet tree is too small, but the slap is too painful." Ye Fan is so thinking.

Snooked, Ye Fan is a bit wronged, but the heart is still inevitable: the teacher is still taking care of me.

But this idea is completely overthrown in Ye Fan's next rest -

Ye Fan also stood the legs of the pain, suddenly felt that a strong wind was blown from not far away.

If the general wind is, it is the wind, but the wind is a hot, which is inevitable.

Ye Fan immediately vigilantly, standing up with the big tree towards surrounding.

Stuffed a red shadow appeared in the grass in not far.

Just as Ye Fan is surprised, the red shadow begins to move towards himself, it seems to be from himself.

When the red shadow came to his face, Ye Fan was only clear about it.

This is a huge guy, it is like a bullish, but it is red, there is a unicorn on his head. A big mouth has a lot of yellow tooths.

Everyone is looking at Ye Fan, and the teeth are rubbed, and the sound of the heart, the mouth is lowered along the mouth, it seems to be a food that Ye Fan as a food.

Ye Fan is a bit anxious, and the emotions of the horse have entered ancient jade: "Teacher, out."

"What?" The voice of the ancient soul sounded faintly.

"There is a big guy."

"Don't worry, but it is the head of the fire."

"Rroud of Fire Cow?" Ye Fan strives to search for information about it.

However, the opposite violent bugs seems to have been a bit impatient, and they are directly low to Ye Fan's face.

Ye Fan was scared to sweat, and the body was running in the body.

The violent fire is directly installed on the big tree that Ye Fan has rely on, and only the violent power will directly hit this towering tree, and the leaves are flying.

It uses his own actions to interpret the meaning of "violent".