The purple-clothed masked man was in the middle of the silver-white river at the moment, the silver-white river was surging, and this group of people was drifting away from the dense forest with the long stream, and when they saw the back of the fat monk in the distance, an infinite anger rose from their hearts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the burning of the body is simply intolerable, and it can't be suppressed at all, and the purple-clothed masked man led by him only feels that his whole person is like a volcano, and he urgently needs a catharsis!

The masked man at the head of the group, his eyes were glowing with the red light of the fire, his eyes were red, his brain was already dizzy with medicinal energy, and his eyes were actually placed on his younger brother not far away at this moment.

Vaguely in his eyes, this little brother has turned into a bewitching and charming woman!

"Monk, what did you throw out of that pot just now?"

At this moment, the fat monk didn't care so much, and was running in the mountains and forests with Xiao Zhouli and Qin Peng.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, just some good things to treat stubborn diseases, you just heard it, that guy doesn't lift, you also know, Buddha I have always been compassionate and happy to help others, no way, Buddha I am so good. ”

The fat monk smiled, it's really narcissistic and won't blush, be reasonable, if this thing can cure the disease, the sow can go up the tree!

The things in the white pot this night were a herb that the fat monk found when he was in the demon world, when he was climbing the mountain to find Yan Feng for a few days and nights, he accidentally found it in the mountain.

I just happened to meet a group of rabbit cubs who grabbed things on the road, and the fat monk couldn't figure it out at that time.

In a fit of rage, the fat monk directly spilled the thing he had just gotten into the white pot in the night, and as a result... Now the fat monk thinks about it and thinks that he wants to have a needle eye.

At that time, out of curiosity, the fat monk stood aside after putting the medicine and looked at the effect of the medicine.

A bunch of big guys... The vigorous solitaire movement of the white butt to the ass is really, the picture is unimaginable.

At that time, the fat monk thought that this thing was a treasure, and this thing couldn't be dispelled by cultivation... It is very important to know this, ordinary things, people with enough strength can dispel them with a thought of internal cultivation, but this thing can be immune to cultivation, but it is much more effective than chili water or something.

It's just that the fat monk is bitter, and he doesn't dare to drink with a night white pot these days.

Thinking of this, the fat monk suddenly remembered the group of purple-clothed masked people just now, this group of old men, maybe they were playing a game of white-butted solitaire at the moment, and suddenly shuddered, Mom... It's disgusting!

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In the Shadow Palace, Yan Feng's figure galloped like the wind, and in his eyes, a white light floated up from a palace, and instantly fell on Yan Feng's shoulders and turned into a small horn.

"That's it!"

Yan Feng's figure fell towards the palace where Xiaojiao was before, and what caught his eye was Fang Mu's figure.

"Master!"

Looking at the place at the entrance of the palace, a white cloth robe, standing with his hands in his hands, pale hair, a smile on his face, and the person standing was Fang Mu.

"You're here. ”

The master and apprentice stood opposite each other through the illusory door of the palace.

"Master, I'll get you out!"

Seeing Fang Mu's appearance, there should not have been any damage, Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

His hand turned into a sword and pointed at the entrance of the temple suddenly, but there was a burst of purple light... The barrier at the entrance of this temple fluctuated violently, but it was not broken.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Feng's eyebrows furrowed, and the Heavenly Thunder Shura Fire in his hand instantly flickered, and he slammed into this enchantment, with a violent roar, the enchantment that enveloped the entire palace appeared in an instant, rippling bursts, but this enchantment was still not broken!

At this moment, from above the sky, a black light suddenly smashed down towards Yan Feng, and in an instant, Yan Feng turned around and blasted out with a punch.

Just before this palace, the endless wind was raging, and in Yan Feng's eyes, the smile on the corner of the black-clothed young man's mouth fell into his eyes.

"I said, if you win me, I will naturally return this old man to you!"

The two fists collided, the thunder and lightning and the purple qi roared staggered, and on Yan Feng's body, the fire of Shura and the purple gold heavenly thunder roamed densely.

Yan Feng turned his head to look at the enchantment behind him, he was already filled with purple qi, and he couldn't see Fang Mu's figure clearly.

In the eyes, at this moment, the real fighting spirit!

"You're going to fight... I'll fight you!"

Yan Feng's eyes, in an instant, the fire of Shura and the purple gold sky thunder were dense, and the figures of the two rushed to the sky at this moment.

Breaking through the wind and clouds, the world of the film world is like a broken sky.

The two figures are facing each other, the wind, the roaring world, the long hair flying, this time... No more temptation, no one will leave their hands!

Originally, Yan Feng just wanted to make a few casual moves with the black-clothed young man, and when Xiaojiao found out Fang Mu's traces, he directly led people to run away, but now it seems that if he doesn't beat the guy in front of him, he won't be able to save people today.

The long gray hair fluttered in the wind, the white robe fluttered, and the entire sky of the film world was in fragmentary darkness.

On the other side of Yan Feng, a young man in black, with long black hair fluttering, the battle intent in his eyes is also getting stronger and stronger, and there is excitement on his face... He had been waiting for this moment for a long time!

Since Yanjing, he has been looking forward to this period of time, which is the most desperate period of his cultivation in this life, so his strength can skyrocket!

Previously, the power of the two fights was only maintained at the peak of the spiritual realm and the appearance of the heavenly realm.

But now, Yan Feng doesn't plan to continue to try, the sooner this battle ends, the sooner his master can get out of trouble.

Yan Feng's hand suddenly shook it, and the golden streamer on his body was overflowing in an instant, and a pair of ancient martial arts golden armor suddenly appeared, and Lei Dan, who was in the dantian, also made a roaring sound at this moment!

The aura on Yan Feng's body, at this moment, suddenly rose, directly across the spiritual realm, and came to the peak of the heavenly realm!

And that's far from stopping...

The purple-gold thunder surrounded Yan Feng's body, and the fire of Shura suddenly appeared, turning into a hundred-zhang long dragon, and its tail was coiled around Yan Feng's body, making a furious dragon roar.

At this moment, the breath of the harsh wind instantly broke through the Heavenly Realm Dai Feng, the early stage of the True Realm!

Heaven and earth, roar in an instant!

And the black-clothed young man opposite Yan Feng had excitement under the battle intent in his eyes.

On his forehead, a purple mark appeared, look at its appearance... It was a bead, and at the moment when this mark appeared, thousands of purple air currents ran through the whole body, centered on the forehead.

His long black hair turned pure purple in an instant, and a mysterious purple mark appeared on his forehead and left and right cheeks.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of feet, there was a purple storm, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and the breath of the black-clothed boy was rising steadily, the spiritual realm, the heavenly realm, and the true realm!

The momentum of the storm is imminent!