Mo Ming soars like a dragon, and his eyes are like electricity.

The spear in his hand pointed obliquely, and Sen Sen's murderous intent was condensed like a substance, and between the swallows, it was thousands of feet long, and it was as white as the snow in the cold winter.

The mighty martial arts will turned into an overlapping picture, Jin Ge Iron Horse, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, roaring around.

Under the light of the sky, the man and the gun are one, and the edge is unstoppable.

Martial Venerable, martial arts will go, through time and space.

There was a sharp light between Mo Ming's eyebrows, and he struck like an eagle falcon, indifferent and unwavering.

He is so decisive because the people of the Heavenly Court want to impact the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and they have a complete set of processes, which must be reported, logged in, and then the emperor protects the Fa.

If it succeeds, the title of the Heavenly Immortal List will be titled, and the whole Heavenly Court will get the news.

And now this one is obviously not a person from Heaven.

In such a situation, Mo Ming naturally wanted to stretch out this new immortal and see the other party's origin and details.

With a terrifying blow, it broke through the sky and clouds, obscured the sun and the moon, and rushed towards the sky.

At this time, there is a thunderbolt like an arc of light jumping out, thousands of thousands, filling the sky, on it, the mighty real water halo ripples, thunder and water light intertwined, making people feel cold.

Then, in the light of thunder water, a platform gushes out, auspicious surrounding, purple and green falling, inside is the jade step golden platform, moss marks are green, vines up and down, pines and cypresses are in rows, spring water beads, flying streams hanging eaves, white clouds on sunny days, warm wind is fine.

Just by looking at it, it makes people feel like they are in it, they can get rid of the world, their minds are calm, they are at ease and unrestrained.

"A platform, a pot of tea, a pillar of incense,"

Not to mention anything else, Lu Xiujing, who was far away, saw this picture, and his eyes burst out with unprecedented yearning, and said, "Heaven and earth, free and detached, I use a hook to catch half an acre of white clouds." ”

This is completely different from the strong and cold martial arts will he has seen, the kind of step-by-step and final crushing power, but the immortal Dao's unrestrained, freewheeling, and free.

Riding the wind and admiring the moon, Qu Yunxia is the companion, taking a walk in leisure, leading the pine crane to live together.

Don't do penance day and night, don't polish every day, where your heart desires, is your hometown, and when you have the opportunity, it is the way.

"This is my life. ”

Lu Xiujing saw it in his eyes, pinned the flute to his waist, and lay down naturally on the root of the tree, he held his head in both hands, looked up at the scene in mid-air, and breathed in and out, nature gods.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, as if he was awake but not awake, his body was curled like a dragon, and the qi on his body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the auspicious light was heavy.

is really a son of luck, with amazing qualifications, and if you have an epiphany, you will be greatly improved.

Let's say that in mid-air, Mo Ming saw such a scene, the light in his eyes was even colder, the spear in his hand shook, and on the tip of the spear, layers of light turned out, which were white and piercing.

This is not some illusion, not a reflection, not a projection, but a real murderous aura, killing immortals and destroying Buddhas, is in it.

Martial arts, that's it, the power based on itself, coupled with the skillful and back-to-basics combat skills, resulting in lethality and destruction that are difficult to describe in words.

It's just that the killing machine has just started, and from the top of the building, a young man turned out, he wore a lotus crown, wore fairy clothes, tied with water and fire silk around his waist, his eyebrows were sparse, and his hand held a quaint portal.

Seeing that the spear of Zhangba could pierce the whole world, this newly promoted immortal figure stepped forward, chanting in his mouth, and swaying his sleeves, giving people a kind of comfort of going up to the deep mountains, out of the sparse forest, enjoying the secluded water, and looking at the stone.

Jingle bell, ding bell, ding bell,

It is like a stone thrown into a deep pool, blurring the layers of ripples, the wonderful sound continues, the young man's face becomes clearer and clearer, and the temperament of the body is dominating all qi, calm and domineering.

"The power of this world,"

Mo Mingming sensed the whirlwind of ten thousand qi that opened the tip of the gun, it was a strange power, different from what he had seen before, but it was deep and vast, flexible and changeable, and amazing.

"It turned out to be the famous Martial Dao Venerable Mo Ming. ”

The new immortal is naturally Chen Yan, he holds his natal magic weapon in his hand, his eyebrows are green, and there is a projection of the immortal sky behind his body, and everything in it is undulating and unpredictable.

Chen Yan listened to Ziyang's advice this time, firstly, to wait for the heavenly opportunity, and secondly, to find a good talent and beautiful jade to be under his command, and to compete with this martial arts venerable, naturally he had done his homework before, he smiled and said, "Martial Dao Venerable, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, the will fills time and space, and it is indestructible." It's just that this kind of silent attack will inevitably look like a sneak attack, but it will lose the reputation of the Venerable. ”

Mo Ming thought of it and did it, so he didn't care about sneak attacks or not, besides, for people at their level, sneak attacks were already a very unfamiliar word.

They have the ability beyond the imagination of the true immortals, the autumn wind has not moved the cicada, and they can predict the blessings and misfortunes, and almost nothing can surprise them, even if they are in the same realm.

If you can really sneak attack a celestial immortal, I'm afraid it's all glory.

As for the other party recognizing himself, it is not surprising that Mo Mingming.

You must know that he has never been an existence like an idle cloud and a wild crane in the heavenly court, but he is very sharp, and everyone is in the limelight, and it is impossible for him to be missing from the information collected by people who can come for thirty-three days.

"It's the man in front of you,"

Mo Ming was holding a spear like a dragon, his posture was straight, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked at Chen Yan, the heavy and depressed qi on the other party's body was long and long, and it was obviously the authentic Xuanmen.

"The people of the Xuanmen Immortal Dao are really ghostly. ”

Mo Ming gritted his teeth, his teeth were snow-white, glowing with an indescribable light.

Recently, he left the Heavenly Court and walked in the Nether Realm, and he could more intuitively feel the changes in the thirty-three days as the center of the era, the increasing number of heavenly fortunes, and the endless adventures, which were dazzling.

At the same time, Mo Ming was also able to find more and more manpower from other forces, as well as the backhands arranged by hidden people, appearing one by one.

Throughout the 33 days, while surging development, there was also a lot of haze.

The people who can come at this juncture are definitely not sightseeing, but have their own thoughts.

It's just that being able to see the immortal characters of Xuanmen here is still far beyond Mo Ming's expectations.

Heavenly Immortals, in any force in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, are well-deserved high-level, and even one person can support a sect and a inheritance, and no one dares to underestimate it.

Such a figure appeared,

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