Supreme Uprising

Twelve yuan holy ones feel very uncomfortable, and their disciples have been angry in the sky!

Although they talked about cultivation, they are not Luo Yunyang's opponents, but at this time they, the angry flames hidden in one heart, can burn Luo Yunyang.

Too abandoned!

These four words are really not so good, even if their teachers are abandoned with them, they are still too vain, and they are still too disgusting to listen to.

Just like their masters, they are also difficult to make any response. If their masters still want to use strong suppression of Luo Yunyang, then these people have no pressure to suppress Luo Yunyang.

They are united, not Luo Yunyang's opponent, so at this time, they only desperately contact their respective masters.

Only the twelve yuan is negotiating, and there is time to pay attention to them.

There is no way to contact their own teachers. In desperation, they can only negotiate on their own: "The ancestors will never look at him, and they will respect them for the 12th Anniversary. ?"

"The ancestors will definitely put this obstacle into the ice and purgatory, so that he will never turn over!"

"Ice Purgatory, it is really cheaper!"

Although the words are extremely resentful, they do not discuss any useful plans. It’s not that they are not intellectually motivated, but they don’t know where to start.

Luo Yunyang is the lord. They are now abandoners of the Xuanmeng. They don’t know what to do except to put all hope on the body of the imaginary.

The successor ceremony in the Mirror is still going on. Luo Yunyang still smiles and accepts the congratulations of the people. Even the Blood Shadow Devil and others have recovered their peace.

Too much Xuanmen is so troublesome. In fact, their three forces are the most willing to watch the fun.

Looking at Luo Yunyang, who has a kind of spring breeze, the rainy day said: "We must give this Luo Yunyang a taste of it, let him know that this is too illusory, it is not so easy to be."

The words that are said to be rainy, calm, and have a feeling that everything is under control.

The Tianjiao Yuanzun, who was originally angry, suddenly calmed down. He gently said: "Tianhua’s younger brother is right. He should give him good-looking, wait for the chaos to make a big noise, and see how he cleans up."

Fighting against the mountain master, Qiankun Fengleizi and Qianjian Yuanzun and others have all been instructed, and they all said: "There are plans for the younger brother, even though they say it."

Although the rainy day is from the heart, he does not want to be the person in the first place, but his master has already given orders, and other people have expressed their cooperation. He has no other choice.

"A million years ago, the blue sea and the nine spirits of the Holy Spirit were too sinister, and they were suppressed by the twelve masters. Now, after millions of years, his sins should be washed away."

"I can't wait to do a good deed to free the nine spirits."

The twelve-yuan disciple who did not receive the order was stunned after hearing the rainy day proposal.

They are no strangers to the nine spirits, and some even follow the masters of their own homes and participate in the battle of surrendering the nine spirits.

Putting out the Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng, although it can make Luo Yunyang’s Taixuan Xuanmen directly collapse, but the price...

"Rain brother, is this a bit too..." A man with a black and fat look, with a hint of worry in his words.

Rainy day with a little dissatisfaction to stop the road: "Saturn teacher, I know what you worry about, nothing more than the nine spirits of the sacredness does not change."

"You can rest assured that this younger brother, if the nine spirits are holy, then our respective masters will not stand by."

Saturn Yuanzhao shook his head. Although his heart still disapproved, Tianyuan Yuanzun had already said: "There is a good life in heaven, I think it can."

"Yes, we should give the nine spirits a chance to rehabilitate."

"Ha ha ha, I feel very good about this matter. Maybe after the nine spirits come out, it will not only change the past, but will also be grateful to me."

These words are all squinting and talking, but when Saturn Yuanzun is still ready to say something, a companion quietly pulled him and said: "Senior brother, this thing, you should not blend."

"You don't even think about it. If there is no instruction from the teachers, can we uncover the seal that suppresses the spirit of the Nine Spirits?"

Saturn Yuanzun no longer speaks. He just thought about the harm of the nine spirits, but did not think that Yu Tianhua proposed something behind the plan.

If the seal under the twelve-dollar sanctuary is so easy to uncover, then the subordinates of the nine spirits should have saved the nine spirits.

Although in my heart, Saturn Yuanzun still feels that this is not very good, but he knows that he is a little light and does not listen to himself.

Among the imaginary Xuanmen, the succession ceremony has come to an end!

Although at this time, the succession ceremony was carried out according to the planned etiquette, but no matter whether it was the elders who presided over the etiquette, or the people who came to observe the ceremony, the mind was not on this.

What they think of one by one is what kind of scene will be next.

"How about the 12-member holy congregation of Xuanhe Yuansheng? What will happen to the Lord of the Deficiency? What is the magical master?"

Among the people present, the most natural thing to say is Luo Yunyang, who has provoked this matter. The reason why he took this kind of approach, apart from not wanting to be the shackles of the Twelve Yuan, is that he is the most beneficial to him. .

Although the reputation of the twelve-dollar holy is very large, the existence of the twelve-yuan holy is not only good for him, but also has many constraints.

Instead of letting yourself feel uncomfortable, it is better to fire them out.

As for the tyrant of the Lord, will he be spared the position of his lord, and then let these twelve people return to the imaginary door, Luo Yunyang feels that the possibility of returning is great, but the position of his own is not likely to be large.

After all, this one is just the beginning.

The most likely way for the tyrant's Lord is to play 50 boards, and if only 50 boards are played, then the result is a big victory for Luo Yunyang.

He felt that tearing his face with the Twelve Yuans was always better than being honestly led by his nose.

What's more, Luo Yunyang's heart also has an idea that if he breaks down the imaginary door, the relationship between the twelve yuan will not be as uniform as it is now.

In this case, it is easier to deal with the **** Ding Yuansheng and save the beloved son from the calculation of the **** Ding Yuansheng.

In fact, in the mind, Luo Yunyang even has a kind of hope, that is, he will fall apart from the imaginary Xuanmen.

"The Shadow of the Shadows, I am a holy cup of the devil, this time the devil can participate in my succession ceremony, it is really a lot of my imaginary door, and there may be troubles in the future."

Luo Yunyang toasted and said to the blood shadow demon.

At this time, the Shadow of the Shadows has some admiration for Luo Yunyang. At the very least, the lord has such a big scorpion, and he can give such a chic and drink for himself. Most people can't do it.

He laughed happily: "Rosong is polite, and later Luo Zongzhu has something that I need to help the Xuanmeng, even though I speak."

After two people had done a cup, Luo Yunyang and the Bodhisattva Yuansheng, Taishi Xingwang had a drink, and the words were similar to the Shadow of the Shadows.

Under the prophet of Luo Yunyang, the people present were also happy.

At the end of the succession ceremony, a huge wave of volatility, from the nine days above, from the nine secluded almost simultaneously, this strong fluctuations, so that the temple of the Taixu shook a lot.

What is the place where the temple is too virtual, that is the place where the lord of the sin of the year was preaching, and it is said that even if the heavens and the earth change, the gods will never move.

The faces of Blood Shadow Devil, Tai Shi Xing Wang and Bodhisattva Yuan Sheng are all changed, because they feel a huge fierce temper and come straight.

Under this fierce temper, even if they are, they feel that their gods are shaking.

Fear, it is fear, under the same cultivation, they are afraid of it, this ... This makes them feel fear, but also curious about what kind of character, there is such a momentum.

"It is Bibohai!" Suddenly, the Bodhisattva Yuansheng, with a touch of emotion in his voice: "Where is it!"

The Shadow of the Shadows is a haha ​​smile: "We were also prepared to release the same channel in the blue sea, it seems that it is really no need, he has been freed himself, hahaha!"

The face of Tai Shi Xing Wang has become extremely ugly, he said: "Twelve yuan holy, not a good son, how can they do this!"

Luo Yunyang is not familiar with the blue sea, but the mighty atmosphere makes Luo Yunyang feel the same. Just as the thoughts flashed in his heart, the whole person shook with the sky.

"The sovereign, not good, is the nine spirits of the blue sea, he ... he came out!"

The look of most of the elders of Xuan Xuanmen became extremely ugly. They know that the nine spirits are holy, and they know how powerful the Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng is, how fierce it is, and how difficult it is to deal with.

And when he was talking in the sky, the Star King had already stood up: "Luo Zongzhu, I still have something to go back to tell the Holy Emperor, just don't."

When talking, not waiting for Luo Yunyang to retain, Tai Shi Xing Wang became a streamer, disappearing without a trace.

In the time when the Tai Shi Xing Wang resigned, the Bodhisattva Yuan Sheng also replied: "There are still things to deal with, and Luo Zongzhu resigned."

The Shadow of the Shadows, Haha, laughed: "It’s really interesting, but this is a lively, I can’t make it up yet, and I’m leaving.”

Blood Shadow Devil, Tai Shi Xing Wang and others have just left, a green color, has already enveloped half of the virtual Xuanmen.

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Genius one second to remember the address of this station: . :m.