Master of Untold Daos

Chen Ming looks around, now, no one should interfere with him?

Hurry and grab the leave!

Chen Ming stood between the many practitioners, and Chen Ming glanced at it. It can be seen that there are about tens of thousands of practitioners around.

But there are so many miscellaneous fish, not a miscellaneous fish, how can you treat him?

Chen Ming stood between tens of thousands of geniuses and said faintly: "Now, all of you are following me, if you are disobedient, you will die!"

Many geniuses looked at Chen Ming, and Chen Ming stood there so arrogantly, but it made them feel endless pressure. This star dragon is too strong, no wonder all the people say that the Yaozu can not have double dragons, unless they are all the same sex!

Such a strong blood, no wonder the Yaozu has never been saved.

If the demon family has retained the blood of the dragon, I am afraid that the demon family is the only one.

As for what to say, even if there are two star dragons, the brothers and sisters who are born can not be married, and for the practitioners of the fairy world, it is simply nonsense!

In order to ensure the purity of the blood, the fairyland has always been a brother and sister, and the younger brother is married. This is a tradition. Because of the births of other blood, the blood will only become thinner.

Just when all the practitioners decided to accept their fate, in the distance, suddenly there was a sound of swords and sounds.

The mountains are dancing, the earth is shaking, and the clouds are swept away.

The sound of Jian Ming was passed to Chen Ming’s side, and Chen Ming coughed out a blood!

Chen Ming held the ground with one hand and looked around. The practitioners around him were vomiting blood by this sword. Chen Ming stood up in the ground and looked at the direction of Jianming. What weapon is this?

Fairy?

No, no, the fairy is not so exaggerated!

There is no immortal in it, even if there is a fairy, it is not so exaggerated!

Chen Ming is the strength of the immortal. How can a sword be injured in a million miles away?

What is this stuff?

There is a genius of an innocent council: "This is eight feet!"

"After eight feet, I am awakened, it is a sword that I will not accept!"

"Eight feet is a weapon that transcends the fairy, and only one step is the weapon of the town!"

Chen Ming wondered: "The soul of the weapon, what is that stuff?"

It seems that no one noticed that Chen Ming asked. Someone replied: "The so-called town spirit weapon is a weapon that can kill the spirit. Even if it is a spirit, it can not be resurrected by the soul weapon. It is the real power to kill. Support

The supreme ruler of the spirit tree is the weapon of the town! ”

"And this eight-footed scorpion has already had the potential to become a weapon of the town, surpassing the existence of the fairy, and this is the weapon of many Xianwang hands, called the British soul weapon."

Chen Ming did not think that there was no big deal. He said directly: "Everyone, listen to my command and rush to the exit!"

Other practitioners look at Chen Ming as if they were looking at mental retardation. Chen Mingxin said that he looked at me like this?

Just then, another sword was heard!

Hey!

The flat was shocked by three feet of sand, and Chen Ming was spit out of a blood, and the chest was extremely painful!

There is still no end, no wonder I look at me with this kind of look, it turns out that this sword is not finished!

If you go on like this, everyone in the entire inheritance will be killed!

The abacus that Chen Ming wanted them to write the scriptures was also lost. It was hard to have a search scripture, and it was still a lot of scriptures in the fairy tales. How could Chen Ming endure?

Moreover, the most unbearable thing is that you are inside too!

Chen Ming glanced at the many practitioners and did not get up on the ground. Chen Ming got up and walked under his feet, flying directly in the direction of the sound.

If you don't solve it, it won't work!

Moreover, Chen Ming is still curious about this eight-footed cockroach. Such a powerful weapon does not know whether it can be conquered.

After flying for a while, Chen Ming found that there was no third sword sent. At this moment, I was awkward. Nothing to think about this?

When Chen Ming landed, he could see the collapse of the mountains, and the sound of a sword screamed. Chen Ming’s hands were printed and his hands were pinched. The Buddha’s means could have a defensive effect.

As the saying goes, the Taoist who likes flying swords, the monk who can't die!

The monk's technique is anti-mite!

Hey!

Chen Ming only felt dizzy, and after a sigh of relief, Chen Ming rushed toward the direction of the sound again.

After flying for a long time, Chen Ming can see it. It is already a mess around, and the ground has been leveled.

At this moment, Chen Ming suddenly saw a little fat man in a direction that was far away from the eight feet, ah, that is the little fat man who sells maps!

The little fat man saw Chen Ming and shouted: "Hurry up, I want to sell the coffin to the dead here, and I am angry!"

Chen Mingxin said that lying in the trough, what else can I say, you kid, it is really a small ghost!

Selling coffins to the dead, only you can think of it!

You are such a genius!

Chen Mingdao: "It’s useless to run, but now it’s not going out."

The little fat man showed a bitter bitterness on his face. "What should I do?"

Chen Mingdao: "What can I do? I can only discuss it with the eight feet!"

Chen Ming glanced at the little fat man, but found that this little fat man who was not in the situation actually had no injuries. "You have nothing to lose?"

The little fat man took a picture of the fat, "all by them!"

Chen Ming: ....

With a little fat man, the two rushed toward the eight feet. After a while, Chen Ming finally saw the eight-foot dragonfly that had been in the air before a cliff.

The eight-footed scorpion is a long sword that looks like only five feet. Obviously, this is an epee.

Chen Ming glanced at the eight-footed scorpion, the sword was white, and there was a counter-scale on the hilt. The sword with the anti-scale was hard to get rid of. It is obvious that this is a hegemonic sword, not a fairy sword.

Eight feet of squatting on the cliff, not angry.

Chen Ming can feel the power of this sword far away, but just take a look at it. Chen Ming likes this sword. If she brings this sword to Zhuo Qingyao, she will be very happy?

Chen Mingfei stood up and stepped on the cliff and reached out on the hilt!

The little fat man shouted: "This is eight feet, old guy, don't make it angry again!"

Chen Ming holds the eight-foot cymbal, "Hey, eight feet 烬 judgment, because you have [弑君] lv2, judged to pass 50% ... eight feet 烬 continue to judge ...."

Well, can you still decide to pass only 50%?

Judging has stayed at 50%, Chen Ming holds the hilt, but finds that the judge has stayed at 50%, Chen Ming thought of it, this time, generally have to say something to force, and then you can pull out.

"I may not be your master, but I have an apprentice, you will definitely like her."

The judgement is still at 50%, and the eight feet are still motionless.

Chen Ming remembered the words of the protagonists in the novel and shouted: "Give me up!"

The judgement is still at 50%, and the eight feet are still motionless.

Chen Ming continued: "If you follow me, I promise that the name of the eight feet will spread the world!"

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