Carefree Path of Dreams

Partial hall.

Ten double-winged winged people sit around and guard the center of the temple. The eyebrows are slightly stunned: "The previous ancestors showed police, and there was an invasion of the evil spirits. The patriarchs waited for support. I don't know what the situation is?"

"Our mission is to guard the temple of the ancestors! There are halls and arrays left by the ancestors to us... even if there is a demon, it is enough to support the patriarchs and return them."

......

One by one, the winged horns of the people of the wing are not too nervous.

In their view, their own winged family has survived in this world for hundreds of thousands of years, and future life will inevitably.

Needless to say, there is also the sanctuary of the ancestors.

Huh!

However, at this moment, a slight mist of mist suddenly appeared around.

There were a few corner-wingers who were a little sleepy.

The way of the dreamer is aimed at the things that are wise, and these aliens naturally cannot escape.

boom!

Just then, the hall suddenly screamed and let out the golden light.

Those fogs met with golden light, and immediately it seemed that winter snow met Chunyang, and quickly disappeared.

"Not good... there is an enemy!"

A corner winger was shocked and screamed, but it was too late.

call out!

A sword light came to it in the blink of an eye, and the brilliance of the brilliance, smashed out, and struck with the wind and thunder!

boom!

Just a sword, the Horn Wings were cut off half a wing and screamed and flew out.

"Executive elders?"

"There are foreign enemies!"

"It's a demon, a quick start!"

The rest of the Horn Wings were in a big mess. Fang Yuan saw this, but he smiled a little and his fingers moved: "Three talents, starting!"

Bang!

A large sword array emerges, three swords are rising from the sky, arranged in a shape of a character, with the phase of water and fire and thunder.

This method of sword formation can be used for both single-person battles and large-scale sieges.

In the sword array, at least seven or eight guardian-winged winged people were circled in, mad and faint.

"Even if the eight triple virgins join hands, it will take time to break my three swords!"

Fang Yuan did not look at it and turned and rushed into the hall.

boom!

The door blasted and the building was behind.

The palace is huge, with an empty altar in the middle. There is a **** on the top. There is a curtain falling down, it is not clear, but there are several gates around it, which is the style of the warehouse.

"Bold demon, dare to offend our ancestors!"

The remaining Horn Wings chased in like crazy, even if the serious injury is no exception.

"Zu Shen? No interest!"

Fang Yuan spit out longevity, and the four spirits behind him gathered together to form a faint form. The power of seven yuan broke out: "Give me a roll!"

With his three sacred sacred, four veins Wu Zong realm, all the power broke out, the air was stagnation, a slightly illusory fist shadow emerged, when the door came out, the remaining two horned people flew out, all the way to the sky.

"I am not surprised, but I will fight for the maximum amount of time. When the outside three swords are broken, we must immediately run!"

When I was thinking about the electric turn, Fang Yuan did not look at the image of the center and rushed directly to the warehouse.

Maybe there is a better baby there, but people know it. He doesn't have much risk-taking at the moment, or he can afford to pay for it.

boom!

Although there is a spell on the gate of the storeroom, it is not enough to see in his eyes. The arms are shocked, and the power of seven yuan broke out.

"Well? It seems to be a granary. These are all yellow rice. It's enough for hundreds of people to eat for a year... Change it to a normal dreamer. This is the reserve for hundreds of years... take it away!"

When the mountain river beads flashed, a bag of yellow glutinous rice was removed, and the heart was full of joy.

Even if he moves very fast, he came out of the granary and passed the fifteen-minute time. At this time, the outside swords roared, his heart was connected, and the news came. It is obvious that the several winged people know that single-handedness is not their own opponent. The internal and external joints broke down and the crash was faster.

"Give me...break!"

Fang Yuan did not dare to neglect, but opened a library door, only to see the brilliance inside, but a large pile of Yuanjing, like groceries, scattered on the ground, and several rows of wooden frame, the spar above The colors vary, with subtle fluctuations.

"It’s all good things, it’s collected!”

He squatted, and several wooden shelves disappeared, and then he swept away.

This side of the hole seems to have ample aura, the quality of this batch of Yuanjing is quite good.

However, at the time of receiving half of it, Fang Yuan snorted, three streams of light flew, and did not enter the body, it is a three-handed sword.

"I have already broken my three talented swords? I really have ten virtual sacred hands together, can't be underestimated!"

He immediately closed his hand and rushed to the outside of the hall.

"The fire is ruthless, the main levy of the thunder! The power of seven yuan, give me a break!"

boom!

The martial arts and swords broke out, and a brain rushed to the top of the temple, and immediately blasted a big hole. Fang Yuan’s body showed a green hurricane, and it was soaring.

"Zu Shen..."

When the late-winged Wing Yi people saw this scene, they immediately witnessed the split: "Please punish this sinner!"

"Ok?"

During the pledge, the curtains were picked up and the figures were enshrined.

The golden light flickered, and it turned into a flame, and it spread.

Fang Yuan looked at the statue, but it was a huge earthquake in his heart.

This statue is wearing a gold armor, the dragon is the first person, and looks majestic, but it is not a long-distance saint in his own imagination!

"Who is this god? How is it like a dragon? Wait a minute... No one has stipulated that long distance must be a human race..."

Hey!

The heavy majesty broke out, with the divine nature of the spirit of heaven and earth! It’s awesome!

"Only one god, there is this majesty! The body is afraid that the real dragons in the water world can't compare?"

Fang Yuanfei quickly retreated. At this time, he saw ten corner-winged people who seemed to pray for a new method. When the golden light flashed, it turned into a golden five-toed dragon claw, and instantly broke through the void and came to him.

"This is the claw of the real dragon!"

For a moment, Fang Yuan only felt the emptiness around the void, and even made a screaming sound, and his face could not help but change.

At this time, in the real dream, one thing seems to have induction, and began to send out a subtle dragon.

"Ok?"

Between the electric and the flint, Fang Yuan immediately moved, taking out his dragon ball and blocking it in front of him.

Hey!

Among the dragons, a golden cyan scorpion phantom emerges, with a single-headed head, four claws in the abdomen, three toes per claw, and a dragon-tailed scorpion, which is the most orthodox image of the dragon.

This suffocating air appeared, and the golden dragon claws seemed to hesitate, slightly bombing.

Among the golden light, Fang Yuan flew out and went away in an instant.

"This dragon god..."

In the green hurricane, he wiped out a trace of blood from his mouth, and the gods sank into a real dream.

I saw that the bead was still there, but the inside of the dragon was a lot of wilting, and even a few cracks appeared on the surface of the bead.

This is the end of the other side's mercy!

"The dragon **** ancestor...what is it?"

Fang Yuan has some doubts: "The long-distance sage has fallen. This is a sure thing. But the ancestors still have power, maybe the spirit of the cave? Or a certain spiritual thing that the saints conquered in the past? Not good... this big Yes, even if it is degenerate, a little unconscious thought can be preserved, showing power..."

"But... now it is a true dragon, it is for sure. Fortunately, I have a homologous bead, let it hesitate, otherwise it will be seriously injured... From this point, it can be seen that this **** is only a pan-conscious , has not completely produced intelligence..."

At this time, naturally no longer stay, and directly rush to the meeting place with the night sister.

......

Just waiting for the close, there was a subtle voice in the wind:

"Oh... your sister, it’s better to go from the old man. The young boy is young and knows how to be fun. Is there anyone who knows how to be cold?"

A voice came, and it was Yin Xie.

This person did not know what magical powers were displayed, but they traced them and blocked the night sisters.

At this time, the body was black and fog, and the two sisters were circled. The voice of sinfulness and sorrow continued to spread. The heart was stunned: "That Fang Yuan’s sharp swords, but he attacked most of the horned tales, even if he succeeded, he was seriously injured. How can I avoid him? 嘿嘿... Among these large parts, there are ancestors sheltering. This is top secret information. You don’t know? This is the gap between the foundation and the foundation... even if you are at night, it is also fading. It’s down!”

"Yin Lao Gui, you look at the appearance of the face, but the cultivation of the method of cultivation, when our sisters do not know?"

In the dark fog, a bright butterfly flutters and hangs tassels, guarding two women. Night Shuhua hates: "Our sisters are dead, don't fall into your hands!"

"Toasting, not eating and drinking!"

Yin Xing's eyes flashed in the light: "But... let your sister be a virgin virgin, wait until I have my five-color fog, see when I can support it?"

In the words, the black mist turns, with a bit of colorful light.

Within the colorful butterfly, the two girls changed their face, and there was a wave of water in the eyelids. The breath was short, and the face was blushing, which was obviously blurred.

"Bold!"

Fang Yuan saw this and immediately became furious. A thunder sword broke into the fog.

Oh!

The electric light flashes and the fog is repelled.

"Well... are you going all the way back?"

Yin Xie is still the appearance of a handsome middle-aged man. Seeing this slightly different, but he did not close his hand, but instead pointed to Fang Yuanyi: "Get up!"

Bang!

The black fog is heavy, and the black statues appear on all sides. It is very incomparable, quite amazing, with blood red in the eyes.

"Hey!"

The alien beast immediately formed a fantasy array.

"A thought in a burst, a dream singer?"

It is also necessary to have a long sword arrangement with Fang Yuan. This Yin Xie is a wave between the wave and the achievement of the formation. It does not need to be arranged in the slightest way. It is the unique magical power of the Dream Array!

"Yes... I have seventy-two changes in the four evils. Even if you break, I still have eight ghost locks and nine ghosts waiting for you. See when you can support it?"

Yin Xie smiled coldly, and the method was really amazing: "I feel that you seem to hide a lot of things, I will slaughter you, then slowly look for..."