Man Huang Feng Bao

On the horizon, there was a white belly.

The sky is bright, and at dawn, Panlong Mountain is quiet in the past. Today, the peak is full of people.

The top of the peak is crowded with people, but next to the Tianchi, there is a sand and a stone, only standing in Yechuan.

In the air, the giant palms that cover the sky and the sun are pressed down, and the momentum is pleasing. On the ground, the wind whistling, the ground was concave, and the huge palm prints became clearer.

Ye Chuan stood in the middle of the palm of his hand and was the first to bear the brunt.

When the disciples of the demon were all afraid, Ye Chuan was holding his head up and looking cold and cold as he approached the giant palm.

"Young people, no longer, you have no chance!"

The sound of the white hair was coming coldly.

The giant palm that covered the sky was over, and it was pressed down at a faster speed.

"After the day, you forced me."

Ye Chuan looked up and looked coldly at the sky in the sky, and waved an ancient law. Hulong screamed like a thunder, and it rang all over the sky.

"What is this sound?"

"earthquake?"

The disciples of the demon in the peaks of the various peaks, Qi Qi lost their voices.

In an instant, no matter the people on Panlong Mountain or the disciples who watched the battle in the distance, they felt the mountain peaks under their feet swaying.

In the sky, the face changed after the white hair, and the white hair that was dragged to the foot was shiny and the hair was slightly raised. The goddess who is familiar with her knows that the teacher is angry and begins to really kill the machine. This is a scary giant palm, and suddenly there is a multiplication of runes that multiply and accelerate the pressure on Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan calmly calms down and makes a slap in the face. The speed is not fast, but every time you play a law, it seems that you have to exhaust all your strength.

The voice of Hulong was getting louder and louder, coming from the depths of the ground, covering the sound of the falling of the giant spirits of the white-haired days. Within the Tianmeng Gate, 792 peaks shook together. The sound of the ripples continued, and on the ground, cracked a series of shocking cracks.

The disciples who watched the battles on the peaks of the mountains fled in fear, but soon discovered that the huge Zongmen suddenly had no place to stand.

The ground is shaking more and more, and the cracks are getting more and more deeper and deeper. When the disciples of the demon were frightened, the shaking suddenly stopped. Then, people just breathed a sigh of relief. Hulong screamed, and a mountain suddenly swelled up, like an awakened ancient giant propped up the sky above his head.

One, two... More and more peaks are suddenly rising. Each mountain is a fulcrum, and the power of the eruption erupts. The mountains are connected together, and an unparalleled force rises up to the sky. In the middle of the Zongmen, a hot flame slowly rises and looks at it. It is not a flame, but a huge Dan furnace that is wrapped in flames.

Mountain river ban!

After gaining the help of the White Snake, Ye Chuan did not have a hard time with the white hair, but played an ancient law that no one had ever seen, and opened the ultimate prohibition of the Tianmen Gate.

The demon gates are full of magnificent mountains and peaks, but no one has thought that this seat is either majestic, or towering, or steep, with different shapes and peaks, implying a powerful prohibition.

This prohibition was made when Ye Chuan helped the Chinese demon. Based on the mountain peaks, the burning stove is the eye, and after full force, it can withstand the attack of a peak saint.

Millions of years later, the mountain is still there, but after the blue demon, it is unknown. Only one person in Yechuan knows this prohibition. From the transmission array, when I first saw the Tianhui Gate, Ye Chuan was somewhat lost. Zhao Dazhi, a fat man in the same trade, thought that he was shocked by the magnificent momentum of Tianhuimen. As everyone knows, what Ye Chu’s mind emerged was The days when Tianmeng was first built.

There is a rare scene in the Heavenly Demon Gate of the Dominant Heaven.

The entire sect, covered in a circle of dark red light. From a distance, this light is like a dark red iron pot on the Zongmen. Inside and outside the light, there are two different worlds. All the atmosphere, energy and attacks are isolated.

In the sky, the white-haired face does not know when it is tight. The long hair of the white jade is raised high, and the giant palm that covers the sky is suddenly stunned. It suddenly accelerates and presses against the dark red. On the light. Time flies, the light sways, and then the giant palm that covers the sky disappears. After the white hair, the blow was like a mud cow entering the sea, leaving no traces, and the dark red light in the air quickly recovered.

"Great, what is this power?"

"The ban is definitely a ban, but when did the sect have such a ban?"

The disciples of Tianhoumen looked up and shook their hearts.

Even they don't know that there is such a ban on Tianhuimen. How does Yechuan know an outsider?

"Come back!"

In the sky, after the white hair, the face changed again, and the white hair fluttered up like a spider web. Then, the roots fell straight from the sky, densely like a heavy rain, and dense. The arrow rain is going to pierce the dark red light that hangs over the sky.

The innumerable white hair slammed into the dark red light, and every mountain in the sky demon door swayed and the light skyrocketed. The white hair that was unbreakable after the white hair suddenly burned.

call!

After the white hair, the body dribbles and spins, rushing back to the full head of the white hair and retreating to the kilometer. From the high altitude, overlooking the Zongmen below and Ye Chuan standing on the ground, the face is more dignified than ever.

After the giant spirit, her full blow, she did not return! The reaction is a little slower, and even the counterattack of the mountain river ban!

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Chuan is really arrogant, no one knows that he is well prepared.

The white snake in the Tianchi is just one of his helpers. It can resist the ban on a mountain attack by a saint. It is his real killer!

The practice of white-haired days is amazing. The half-step sage's realm is unique. It is possible to break through to the saints at any time and become the first saint in Tianhuo. However, it is necessary to break the mountain river ban under Yechuan’s past years, and it’s still worse!

"Little white, go!"

Ye Chuan reached out and touched the head of the white snake. The white snake that had been softly fallen on the ground slowly sank into the water and disappeared. Ye Chuan played a law, and the dark red light that shook the hearts of the people gradually disappeared. The peaks of the mountains were restored to their original state. The hot flame-burning furnace was re-sinked underground. The volatility of the power of Ye Chuan in the body of the body is also dissipated like a tide. It is not his own strength. After all, it cannot be maintained.

"Young people, you can't be an ordinary cloud sect, who are you?"

Looking at Ye Chuan after a white hair, his face was gloomy.

"Of course I am not an ordinary disciple. I am a disciple of Yunwu Zong." Ye Chuan replied, his face was like a smile, and he said faintly: "How, after the day, do you want to regret it?"

"Zi Xia, take him to the Heavenly Demon Hall!"

After a white hair, I was cold and my body disappeared.

"Yes, Master! Boy, let's go."

The supernaturally high-spirited Tiannuhong Zixia was killed, and the clear big eyes coldly whitened Ye Chuan, flying to the majestic Tian Yao Hall. Behind him, the elders of the Azure and the dead wood warriors took a quick look and quickly followed.