MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-Chapter 408 Qiong Lin Rui Feng

Zhao Weiyang once had a lot of ambitions, and now there is much disappointment. .しw0.

He spent a lot of energy here in Ji Xianjun, more than he gave to the aggregator in his life. It was like a well-crafted good instrument, which made people feel confident and felt like a weapon of the gods.

The reality has come a long way in the head.

It turns out that this weapon is not as useful as he imagined. This is nothing, not that he is too bad, that the enemy is too strong, helpless, and the crime of non-war.

Looking back, I found that the "weapons" were only superficial, and there were still cracks found in the original.

Ji Xianjun actually only wants to escape in this situation?

Zhao Weiyang sinks heavily and he feels that one day in the future, Ji Xianjun will be out of his grasp, not for anything else, because this shortsightedness.

If other people do this, Zhao Weiyang will not hesitate to give up, but with so much effort to lay the status of the status, Ji Xianjun is an important part of it, not to lose it can be lost.

"Xianjun, with the flow of the tide, is more likely to be insured." Zhao Weiyang said quietly, "We followed the South Xiantian, behind the heavens, and blessed by God, if God is innocent?"

Ji Xianjun's look changed immediately. His master's words were subtle. In fact, he hinted that he was really in danger. He might be dragged out to be a shield.

"I am seriously injured. If there is a chance to escape, you should leave me alone."

After hearing this, Ji Xianjun was a little uneasy. It was not his conscience. It was that Zhao Weiyang had helped him a lot for many years. If he lost the good teacher and friend, it was like taking a piece of magical equipment from him. Heartache.

Ji Xianjun did not doubt the true and false of this, because since he was practicing the Tao, Zhao Weiyang has considered him for a long time. Ji Xianjun has become a matter of course for many years. When people can make a fake, they will not pretend to be thousands of years.

A cluster of green fires spread in this direction.

The immortal people who were affected could not hold the law and were washed away by the water.

Ji Xianjun's eyes were pumping, staring at Chen He in the distance, and his look was gloomy.

The scream of the subordinates made him suddenly return to the gods, barely supporting the crumbling defensive barrier. Ji Xianjun felt that the speed of his true loss was accelerated. Tianhe seemed like a greedy mouth, and he continued to extract him through the defensive genius. The same is true.

It’s strange that the Tianhe Lingshi used too much!

The consequences of eagerness for success not only hurt the soul and body, but also fell into this crisis.

The area covered by Jin Lei is getting smaller and smaller, and Nan Xian Tian Zun intends to retreat. This trend of long eyes is seen, but the fierce beasts are chasing this side.

- The nature of greed, the more intense the food, the more attractive than the prey you want to run.

Three thousand worlds are divided from the fairy world, and each has its own shortcomings. The immortals practiced the martial arts that conformed to the small world. In the fairyland for many years, Tianhe Lingshi not only enhanced their strength, but also made their true Yuanxian nuclear and even everything more suitable for the fairy world.

In the blink of an eye, this is a delicious dish that is raised.

Very unfortunately, the people on the side of Nanzang Tianzun have been used for a meal because they have used much more.

"Jiang Chu! Are you making up your mind to protect yourself?"

Nan Xian Tian Zun deliberately ignored Jiang’s move to protect the fairy palace.

People who are in danger can not think so much. They feel that there is something to protect a broken palace. If one more Tianzun comes in, the three Tianzuns join hands and may have repelled Yuan Cheng.

People who are not in the fairy palace suddenly have strong dissatisfaction.

"When is it, I have to play this heart!" Qinghe Xianjun is dying.

The immortals of the Heluo squatting in the semi-collapsed corridor, worried about each other.

"Don't we wait for today?"

Things are involved, even if they don't come out.

"There is no omen." Someone is jealous.

"It’s strange to forget, is it for everyone who has forgotten the outside world, and who is going to be a man’s homework? The secret plane has long been covered by him!"

In the troubled battle for many years, once mentioned Yuan Cheng Tianzun, the former Yunchen Xianjun, full of complaints.

"Blinking, who is going to take this person into the door, and I’m going to learn the pig’s head!”

Although they are clear in their hearts, there are so many foreign disciples in the Heluo School. The children who watch the stoves on the mountain roads are countless. They say that the vast majority of Yuancheng Tianzun, even if they are aggregated, can’t find them.

"On the understanding of the early days of the floating, it is clear that my party is the most outstanding."

"Yeah, no wonder being stared."

Everyone else has been so a group of people at this time, but also the guy who is bragging about it.

Bei Xuan Tianzun’s move to protect the Immortal Palace is not fruitless. Except for the Hansong Xianjun who was rushed to the river by the river, Qinghe has already been close to the temple covered with ice, and temporarily evaded the ruins that have not yet fallen. .

"The genius of Qi Xianjun has a heavy feeling and righteousness. If he stays there, he will not leave, and he will escape."

"If we can't survive today, the fairyland will not be able to pick up a decent person. It is useless to show up in the south, and the fairy world is ruined."

Recognize the reality of the immortals, and in turn urge the Qing.

"Xianjun, both vertical and vertical are dead words, but sooner or later, you are not dead in the hands of Nan Xiantian."

"Nonsense!" After the Qinghe Xianjun finished, he felt very reasonable. He and Nan Xiantian respected the tens of thousands of years of anger, and fell to the bottom. He did not expect that the end would be such an ending.

"In fact, there is still a line of hope, Yang Xinyue him -"

"No!"

The Qing Dynasty Xianjun subconsciously vetoed: "If he appears, he will be directly shackled, and will be swallowed up by this Tianhe. Even if he can’t swallow it, you know the temperament!"

Chen He’s body pressure has doubled.

Everything at the beginning of the levy, with his initial air, is no exception.

With his own power, he urged the burning of the fairy fire. In the Tianhe, also composed of the aura, the water could not extinguish the flame, and the fire would not burn the waves.

"Boom!"

The ice layer condenses into towering trees, curved branches, under the intricate roots, and it is the remains of the fairy palace. But no one can notice the existence of it now, and everyone’s horrified eyes are placed on Qiongzhi. White plants, no leaves and no flowers on the ice forest.

"Qiong Hualin..."

Ji Xianjun stunned.

He finally knows how Bei Xuan Tian Zun’s residence in Tianhe came from, except for some tiny natural spirits that were transformed into fish in the gentle rivers. The Tianhe River is not born, the roots are Zhang, the spectacular Qionghualin, has always made many immortals wonder.

The canopy and branches on the Tianhe River are exposed to the water, the roots are tied in the water, and the complex arched roots are like a door that can be shuttled freely. Because the Tianhe is overhanging, the Qionghualin happens to be "born" at the separation of a tributary. All the "trees" are sloping and growing, and the buildings and pavilions built between the canopies are small and exquisite.

Some of the Jinxian that I have been to have been singularly surprised, and some have disdain. I feel that the convenience of the land is far less than the water at the Tianhe Curved Road occupied by Nan Xian Tian Zun.

Nanxian Tianzun pulled up three giant rocks, stacked in the high altitude, letting the river form a waterfall, passing through the water curtain and crossing the stone road, entering the interior of the giant rock, which is magnificent and wide.

The giant rock itself is a refineable flying boat. The fairy people look at their size. They feel that the pavilion on the North Xuan Tianzun Qionghualin is too shabby, not worth mentioning.

Originally -

Due to the phagocytic impact of the water flow, the dense branches of the ice forest are not stable. The shape of the original Qiongzhi white plant has become a distorted pale root system, which is like a thorn that is blown up.

But it is not important to look good. It is obviously not important. The Imperial Palace has been firmly guarded and has rushed out of a site in the Tianhe River.

The powerful pressure rises and a virtual shadow appears on the center of the canopy.

That is the spirit of the North Xuan Tianzun being shrouded in air. Compared with him, the momentum is more cold and hard as ice.

As soon as he raised his hand, the deep lake formed by Kunlun, the water flow showed an uneven reversal. There were few ice forests and more south.

Nan Xian Tian Zun’s face is already black like a pot.

"Ginger predecessor?" Chen He asked with meditation.

North Xuan Tianzun saw the green fire lingering in the Kunlun Mountains and immediately said: "This is the way, cut off the Tianhe."

The two of them, one to protect the fairy palace, one to counter the pressure of the Tianhe River, can not meet the ambition of Nan Xian Tian Zun, when Chen Wo could not help but urgency, Tianhe caused more and more pressure on his spirit, floating The air transport is almost unstoppable. After all, it is the "pastoral world of the past" and cannot be compared with the "current" of the day.

After the soul was separated from the body, Yuan Chengtian Zun, who stood still and stood still, turned his head and stared at the fairy palace.

That cockroach followed this move.

Qinghe Xianjun was shocked: "The sovereign, go back!"

The person who came out was Yang Xinyue, who was very glaring in the blink of an eye, and the one who couldn’t wait to tear it off. The beastly beast was slightly fangs, revealing a full of malicious attitude.

It did not hesitate to leave the South Xiantian Zun, clawed Jin Lei, turned around and rushed to the past.

A sharp carnage rolled over.

Gluttonous side head away in time, the figure was flashed twice, perverted form of aggregation edge there was a brief absence, although was soon back up the Milky Way aura, but Xiongshou eyes have turned gloomy dark red.

Ice forest by its angry blow, the top fragmentation.

Carnage bypass claws gluttonous, by Yang Xinyue as a cover, passing Xiongshou back again.

"Brother!" Blurted Chen scared Road.

That **** blur, clearly explain Feng crimson color clothes, because the speed is too fast, it became who can not see the light, flexible avoid gluttonous, weak quasi-attack only at Youhen Xiongshou - - Head.

The sly eyes are born under the armpits, and the back can be seen clearly, but the head is a bit scrupulous.

But this is the essence of the fairy world, the soul of Yuan Cheng Tianzun is formed, the so-called weakness is no big deal, and it is found that the flow of the Tianhe River can not stop the release, and the doubts are accompanied by anger.

This person in front of him is clearly a descendant of the North Xuan School, but the realm is only Jinxian.

Even the cold pines and celestial beings were pressed by the Tianhe River and could not be moved there. What happened to the release?

Suddenly there were dozens of whirlpools on the side of the body. The celestial beings who had been angered by the anger were smashed. The claws tore open the smashing and smashing, and the immortal who was swept away struggled. The sinking corpse followed the vortex and turned a few laps. After disappearing without a trace.

Chen Wo’s rushing trend is scattered in the green fire in the river, so that they are close to the release.

I don't care about Jin Lei, but I am very jealous of burning fires. I don't want to touch it. On several occasions, I have avoided the danger of releasing the danger.

Yuan Chengtian sighed with anger.

Chad "the bottom of the lake" rubble into pieces, the water is a chaos, the gods are obstructed by the aura can not move forward, can only see the rubble of the ruins there turned into a silt powder.

In the face of the advantage of the embarrassment, still full of ease, no hurry to find the release of the opportunity, suddenly became the hope of the cold pine clear eyes.

"Almost a little! Oh!"

Qinghe Xianjun saw the blood from rubbing the neck of the neck, and wished that he would cut it by himself.

The water in the ice forest was suppressed by Bei Xuan Tian Zun, and there was a green fire in his body. He could not catch people in all directions. He was angry and tried to drag the battlefield to the south.

Nan Xian Tian Zun gloomy face, said to those who are nervous and expecting the expectation: "Useless, in the middle of the river, there is a reiki to fill the recovery, it can not hurt it."