Supreme Uprising

The ash is destroyed by the devil, and he took Luo for nine days!

This news is also a quarter of an hour, spread throughout all directions.

When he heard the news, Xuanhe Yuansheng walked straight out of the retreat, and his eyes were a little cold.

At the moment of his exit, ten Yuansheng, such as Jinluo Yuansheng and Shending Yuansheng, have already gathered.

Although they are ambitions for the kind of sacred world in Luo Yunyang's hands, they are more aware that in the case that their teachers are not ready to participate, they can only get the possibility of the sacred land if they unite.

As for how to distribute this kind of holy land, it is the future.

At the very least, at this time, they still need to be united!

"The kind of sacred place is the kind of sacred place that I am too imaginary. I must not let it fall into the hands of other people." The serious face of the metaphysical sage, the endless coldness in the words!

"Master, the eagle magic day is the heavy land of three thousand magical fields. When we go there, we first lose the land." Jin Luoyuan Sheng Shen said: "So I think we should stop Luo Yunyang from entering 3,000. Magic Yuan."

"There is nothing wrong. We must not allow the obstacles to make us too imaginary, and give our hands to the three thousand magical ones." In the words of God Ding Yuansheng, it is equally incomparably cold.

For the present eleven Xuanmen eleven yuan, they can be described as a hatefulness to Luo Yunyang, and even can say that they can not kill and then quickly!

The reason why they have not been done is not because they are not willing, but because of the kind of sacred environment in the hands of Luo Yunyang, there are too many people staring.

They were afraid that they would shoot in front of them, but they were robbed of the benefits. Now the three thousand magical beasts are the first to start, just in time to combine their minds.

Xuanhe Yuansheng sank in an instant: "Then we will block the passage around the imaginary door, so that this obstacle can not escape."

Among the Dakong Fanmen, the non-phase Yuan and the Bodhisattva Yuansheng also gathered more than a dozen Yuan Sheng. The Bodhisattva Yuan Sheng was the temporary leader of the Dakong Fanmen, so he became the leader at this time.

"You, the kind of sacred place in the hands of Luo Yunyang, can never fall into the hands of the sacred door or the hands of the three thousand magic."

"Once they fall into their hands, it means that we must pay an incalculable price in the next big robbery. Even those of us who are present must fall in this war."

"Before, we were mutually restrained by the three parties, so the species of the Holy Land has always been in the hands of Luo Yunyang, and now it is time for us to act."

Nothing is written in the Bodhisattva of the Buddha, and he solemnly said: "There is only one of us who can get this kind of holy world, but no matter which brother gets it, it is better than falling into the virtual door or The hands of three thousand magic Yuan are good."

"So now, we must work together to bring back the species of the Holy Land."

More than a dozen Yuan Sheng are smart people. Knowing that this time, their opponents are three thousand magical, and they are too imaginary.

As for the battle between them, we will wait until later.

"All the teachers and brothers have blocked the void around the Xuanmeng door. They absolutely do not allow Luo Yunyang to take the species of the Holy Land and enter the three thousand magical fields."

In the Palace of the Holy Emperor, the Supreme Emperor was retreating, but the two remaining emperors of the Holy Trinity left the Holy Palace with a few Yuan.

Although they are the weakest, although they also know that they have little hope of waiting for others, they still chose to shoot.

If the opportunity is rare, how can we not fight?

Among the Xuanmeng of Xuxu, Luo Yunyang, who had just left the customs, received a personal letter from Jinbo Yuansheng. Listening to the words of Jin Bo Yuan Sheng, Luo Yunyang felt that he had some care.

He felt that in the Palace of the Holy Emperor, his father should not have much problem. After all, Luo Jiutian not only cultivated as the Yuanwang, but also had his own care for the Emperor Yuanwei.

It’s hard to do it if you want to stay in the air for nine days.

But did not think that the defense of the Holy Palace, there has been a problem!

"The Holy Emperor said, please don't shoot." Jin Boyuan Zun gave birth to a feeling of fear when he said it.

The lord of the imaginary Xuanmen, the same as his father, was the existence of the Yuanwang, and he even raised a sense of fear from his heart.

This feeling made Jin Boyuan Shengsheng a stranger.

After all, he is Yuan Zun, the ordinary Yuan Wang, it is difficult to make a shot, let him give a feeling of fear from the bottom of his heart.

"I know." Luo Yunyang nodded to Jinbo Yuanzun: "You have come hard this time, I will let you take you to rest."

"Luo Zongzhu, what are you going to do?" Jin Boyuan couldn't help but ask Luo Yunyang when he was about to leave.

"Nature to go to the Sky Eagle Magic Yuan to take a trip." Luo Yunyang did not hide, faintly said to Jinbo Yuanzun.

Jin Boyuan sighed and did not speak again. From his point of view, Luo Yunyang’s hope of success was very embarrassing, but if Luo Yunyang did not go, then Luo’s nine days of ending could be imagined.

Among the elders of the Xuanmeng Xuanmen, they have already got the news. They have no idea.

"Sovereign, do you really want to take a trip?" 荀太神 these days and Luo Yunyang walked closer, was recommended to Luo Yunyang to analyze the situation.

Luo Yunyang looked at the sorrowful **** and smiled and said: "How can I not go, even if I don't go, those people will not let me go."

"It’s not as good as my own to let them break into the virtual door."

荀太神 sinks into the road: "The lord, the tyrannical sacred door is the dojo of the founder, and they must have some scruples."

"And once out of here, how can your sovereignty protect your security..."

"Too virtual 12 yuan to fight, they have no scruples." Luo Yunyang toward the sacred Tao: "Not to mention these days, I also trained some means, go out to die, still do not know who it is!"

Hearing that Luo Yunyang said here, Yan Taishen shook his head, although he was willing to believe in his own lord, but this is really a bit too much.

You must know the people who want to take the species of the Holy Land outside, but the Yuan Sheng!

"The Sovereign, there is still a way, as long as you dedicate the kind of sacred land to your ancestors, the ancestors will definitely help you." 荀太神 finally can think of himself, at this time Luo Yunyang's only way of life said .

Looking at the firm face of the god, Luo Yunyang said: "Do you believe it or not, if I now dedicate this sacred species to my ancestors, my ancestors will not."

When I was too embarrassed, I felt a little more insight in my heart. He still wants to talk, but in the end he has nothing to say.

Looking at the sacred god, Luo Yunyang stood up. His hands were changed to the size of a finger, and there was no breath to annihilate Tissot.

"Fortunately, let your exercise be perfect, or else this thing is really a bit difficult to do."

Without a disciple, Luo Yunyang left the Taixuan Xuanmen, and when Luo Yunyang left the mountain gate, Jin Luo Yuan Sheng had already rushed from the front.

However, at the moment when Jinluoyuan Shengchong came, a figure has been blocked in front of him: "Golden Yuansheng, please stay!"

Hearing this voice, the heart of Jinluo Yuansheng is a sinking, his cold voice: "Who am I? It turned out to be the Holy Devil."

"The devil is not in the three thousand magical cultivation, what is it that comes to me?"

The appearance of the sacred demon is a good son. He laughed happily: "If I remember it well, Jinluo Yuansheng is already a sinister of the sacred door. You claim to be a disciple of Xuxuanmen." Not funny."

Jin Luoyuan's heart is in a hurry, and the meaning of Luo Yunyang's resentment is a bit more. If it is not Luo Yunyang, how can he become a abandonment.

"Well, I don't have time to listen to you talking nonsense here." Jin Luoyuan Sheng coldly said: "Now I have something to do, you better let go."

On that day, the demon saint laughed and was about to speak, and saw a golden figure appear not far away.

"Oh, I didn't think that the Jiaye Yuansheng of the Dakong Fanmen arrived. If we want to fight, do you think Jiaye Yuansheng will not be very happy?"

Although the words of the Devil of the Devil are with the meaning of ridicule, the Jinluo Yuansheng has to consider this matter. He knows that the Devil of Heaven is definitely not joking with him. If the two of them fight, then the Jiaye Yuansheng will certainly grab people.

Three people represent the forces of the three parties. No matter which two parties do it, they must be intercepted by a third party.

In the hesitation, Jinlu Yuansheng finally chose not to do anything.

For the three Yuan Sheng appearing in front of themselves, Luo Yunyang stood by and watched the three people not even rushing toward themselves. Luo Yunyang ignored the three people and rushed to the void.

"Great courage!" Looking at the Luo Yunyang who left the sky, the coldness in the eyes of Jinluo Yuansheng became more and more. He was full of anger at Luo Yunyang. Now he looks at himself and others and does not prevail, which makes him feel uncomfortable from his heart.

The sacred demon does not know whether he wants to breathe the golden sacred sacred sacredness. He gently waved his sleeves and looked very innocent: "There is no sorrow and disgrace, this is the temperament that a lord should have."

"Hey, when you arrive at the Skyhawk Magic, I don't know if he can still be honored and disappointed!" said Jiaye Yuansheng.

More and more Yuansheng gathered around Luo Yunyang. At the end, even twenty or thirty Yuanshengs have gathered.

Only they are three parties, there are scruples between each other, so no one has stopped Luo Yunyang, looking far away, it is like these people, escorting Luo Yunyang, toward the three thousand magic to go.

"This situation is getting harder and harder!" The strong man of the Holy Emperor Palace has been on the periphery. Their plan is to fish in troubled waters, but the situation at this time makes them feel that the fish is not very touchable.

That is half an hour, Luo Yunyang is only three thousand miles away, only tens of thousands of miles away. And this distance is also the time when the Yuansheng people of the Xuanmeng and the Dakong Fanmen are making decisions.

Stop or stop?