Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

The vague sighs a few times, and the purple scorpion has pumped his body and really slept.

Let Chu Tian whisper again, Zi Zisheng is not snoring.

Chutian stared at Zizisheng, the power of space, time and destiny. Chutian was hit by the luck of the sky. This was the true meaning of the moon in the secrets of Taikoo under the bells.

No, Chutian can get the true meaning of the moon, and it is thanks to Zishengsheng!

The entire six-story magic enchantment, hundreds of millions of souls, Jiucheng air transport was perfused with Chu Yu in a jade!

Including Chu Tian can be inexplicably sent to Qi Xingyang, easily separated from the control of Jin Yu, get the full moon of true meaning, come to the Emerald Cliff, get the Qiqiao Temple... behind this many good luck, Is it because of purple sputum?

The power of destiny is really a terrible force!

"Just, Zizi, you can't control your own destiny..." Looking at the purple-smelling who was drunk and stunned, Chutian sighed heavily, then he suddenly slammed into a cold war and suddenly turned to Before slamming into a human figure, the light and shadow instantly rushed out a dozen feet away.

The Qingjian sword turned into a blue light and swept out behind him.

The loud noise of ‘叮’, a green wooden pole swept out silently, focusing on the green sword.

This hand-made refining of the sables, and the squadrons that have been strengthened by the refining furnaces, can’t help but look like this stalk, like a wooden stick that has just been taken from the trunk, and the ignition star splashes. The Qingjian sword screamed and was beaten dozens of feet away.

There wasn't even a trace on the green stick.

The Qingjian sword screamed in a hurry. Although the appearance was not damaged, the sword spirit that had just sprouted inside was severely shocked and had been slightly injured.

Chu Tian turned sharply and looked at the figure who had just appeared silently behind him. If it wasn't for him to discover the existence of the other person through the shadow of the moonlight, just the wooden stick would definitely hit him. After the heart.

The Qingjian swords are barely able to withstand the other side's blow. Is this wooden stick not able to interrupt the backbone of Chutian?

"Behind the wounded? Dare to ask, this seat can be offended... Auntie your place?" Chu Tian saw the person who had just shot the attack, and the tone of the cold mouth asked.

The Tianzu, did not run.

Only the Tianzu, there is such an outrageous height.

It looks like a beautiful woman of forty years old, her face is glamorous, but she is as cold as a squat. She is one foot and one foot high. She is four feet taller than the seven-foot high Chutian. She is tall and thin, wearing a piece. The green long skirt, the night wind blew, the long skirt danced softly, reflecting the blurred light in the moonlight.

In the hands of the woman, it is a cyan stick with a length of four to five feet. It is green and green, like a jade.

Under the moonlight, there are innumerable runes and flashes in the stick. It is just this stick, so that the swordsman who has not yet formed the sword has eaten a small loss.

Chutian looked at the woman with a cold eye, and the goddess of the purple scorpion Jinyang furnace was ready to go. As long as the woman had any slight change, he would not hesitate to push the whole body of mana and do his best to use Ziyan Jinyang. The stove gave her a glimpse.

The woman squinted and looked up and down the Chutian, and suddenly she burst into tears with no expression.

"Under ignorance, what kind of characters are there, do you have the qualification to evaluate the lesser?"

"The Lord is noble and unparalleled, and is the most noble person between heaven and earth. His life is unparalleled, and he will dare to comment on the fate of the Lord?"

In the hands of the woman, the wooden stick was heavily pressed and pressed silently through the floor of the three-foot-high terrace. She whispered: "I don't know the kind of squats, I will give my own mouth and give me a big mouth... ..."

Zi Yansheng was asleep, but his natural spirituality was extremely strong. Chu Tian and the woman’s movements suddenly awakened him.

Suddenly opened his eyes, stunned and sat up straight, Zi Yansheng first looked at the care of Chu Tian on his chair, looked at the Qing dynasty screaming in the whistle of Chu Tian, ​​and then jerked Looking back at the hand holding the green wooden pole, the voice is very strong and screams at the woman of Chutian.

"Liu Yan?" Purple 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫 箫He slowly stood up, his face no longer had a bright smile on these days, but he tightened a smile, his face was blank, his eyes were cold, his body was cold and cold, and he looked at the woman, asking coldly. A cry.

"Less Lord!" The beautiful woman Liu Yan suddenly showed a perfect smile, and bent down on the terrace: "Old slave, finally found..."

Zi Yansheng walked over and flew up and kicked on Liu's chin. A loud bang, Liu Yan's head jerked backwards. Chu Tian heard the crispness of her mandible smashing. I saw a few shiny teeth coming out of her mouth.

"Old slaves!" Zi Yansheng rudely interrupted Liu Yan’s words: "How, I sneaked out this time, you are not good enough to be killed, and not being ordered to kill by those old guys?"

Chu Tian suddenly widened his eyes, Zi Zisheng's words... He ran to the stars to come around and sap, seems to be directed at this Liu Yan?

By the way, when you are in Cangzhou, it is Fengjing who is next to Zishengsheng!

The maple eagle who accompanied the Zi Yansheng to listen to the story, cry together, laugh together, and have rich and delicate feelings, how did they disappear?

"Old slave, was ordered by the old master to hit 30,000 whip!" Liu Yan smashed the deformed mandible and squirmed, and the finger was restored to the original. She was sincerely afraid to kneel on the ground and said carefully: "The old slave is hard, When you come over, the old master will let the old slaves sin and make meritorious deeds, with less masters..."

"Life is hard!" Zi Yansheng 'ha' laughed aloud, but there was no smile in the laughter: "Good, it seems that I have to change your life and let you have this old dog. , life is softer! Oh, this is not dead you? There is absolutely no such good thing next time!"

Turning around, Zi Yansheng turned to Chu Tian cold voice: "Remember Feng Jing? I let Feng Wei accompany me out to distract, let this old dog help to cover up at home, originally no one found me privately away from home, this The old dog ran to sell me to those few undead!"

"I am fine, Fengjing was sentenced to 10,000 years in the ice wall!"

"This old dog thinks that she can replace Fengjing? Hehe, Chu brother, what do you think I can do to kill her?"

Zi Yansheng was very weird: "This time I left home, but I left a letter to me, saying that this old dog cooperated with me, which made me escape smoothly! I did not expect that 30,000 whip did not Can kill her!"

Chu Tian looked at Zi Yansheng, and did not say anything for a long time!

This purple valve!

This willow!

There is also a way for Zisheng to deal with this matter!

A light cough, Chu Tian said: "Since this old slave sells the owner, kill it!"

"Zi Xiong is soft, I can see that you are not willing to take it out yourself. It is better to let this Zi help the brother to solve this old slave, but it is a sword!"

Liu Yan had just sneaked a sneak attack on Chu Tian, ​​and Chu Tian was not a person who complained by virtue!