His hair and hair were long and messy. When he raised his head, his eyes were as sharp as steel knives, as before.

And Cang Wugui sneered.

"I am very happy."

"Zhao Tianling, do you think you can die so easily? You have severely damaged my Cangliu lineage until now, and I must repay you in full!"

The man in the cage said "Huh" long.

His hair was covered with dirt, but his face was as clear as before, and he could vaguely see that he was tall and tall. He was also a handsome figure who "standing like a lingering orchid and a beautiful tree, and smiling like a bright moon in his arms."

Zhao Tianling sarcastically.

"How come, you are not as skilled as others, as messy as a rotten dish, but never admit defeat and provoke me. I insist on letting you be a shame?"

He clapped his hands, yelled with a roar.

"Rencai is addicted to it and can't afford to lose, so I'm so jokingly laughing."

Cang Wugui frowned slightly, and no longer spoke, but looked at the five long chains that locked his limbs and neck.

The whole chain is covered with blue gray, with mysterious and profound runes on it. Even after years of erosion, it has not worn out.

The five chains extended and tied to a huge rock that could be called a hill. The secret power blessed him, which made Zhao Tianling's magical power and cultivation all his strength, and he was unable to move.

Seeing Cang Wugui's silent appearance, Zhao Tianling's eyes turned, and he had a measure in his heart, and laughed out loud.

"How come, your prisoner chain is so beautiful?"

"Let me guess, could it be that I have plucked all my luck and talent and magical powers, and thus gave birth to three cubs from the Cangliu lineage, one or two of you lost?"

There was no need for Cang Wugui to answer, but the anger hidden between his eyebrows was called to Zhao Tianling to know that he hit the answer with this random guess.

"Oh, it's so exciting. Unfortunately, there is no good wine, otherwise I will have to drink it for seven or eight days."

"You are a lineage that hides dirt and dirt, and you are still a dirt. You deserve to be called Cangyou dirt."

After hearing such sarcasm, the frivolous anger on Cang Wugui's face dispersed.

She looked faint and her eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes, Jiuze has died."

How could their Cangliu family let it go back then?

He came out of his nest and secretly captured Zhao Tianling, who had already entered the "Earth Branch" realm, and was trapped here, using secret techniques to seize his foundation and feed back to himself.

Zhao Tianling is really a talented person with unique talents and a unique fortune. He is so lucky that he can even fall out of the Thirteen Meridians of Anxu Blessing Land and pull back.

They also used their secret techniques to create three immortal embryos that were extremely powerful and would become great, and Ao Jiuze was one of them.

It’s a pity that this trip to the Thousand Dragons Flying Island was forcibly erased by the evil ghost Rakshasa lineage. It’s really hateful and annoying!

Her simple face now showed a smile.

"But Zhao Tianling, do you really think that when I was in Cangliu, I used my secret technique and took away your luck?"

The man in the cage suddenly changed his expression. He wanted to stand up, but he pulled all five long chains and collided with bangs.

"What do you mean!"

All the jokes in his eyes faded away, and at this moment it was as sharp as a long sword, as if it was about to condense into substance.

Cang Wugui was very satisfied with his performance and nodded and said.

"You have caused the Cangliu lineage to be lucky and have a much better reputation than before. Even if you are imprisoned here, suppressed by Haize for thousands of years, and always taste the pain of cracking muscles and bones, I will never be willing to do so!"

"I want your inheritance and Taoism to perish together!"

"This chain of prisoner heaven has taken away not only you, but also your disciples and disciples from the lower realm."

"Your pulse is prosperous, and this will help me to give birth to three or four immortal embryos in the Cangliu lineage. I use you as the center so that I can steal my luck."

Seeing that Zhao Tianling's face changed drastically, he climbed darkly, Cang Wugui felt happy in his heart.

The higher the level of a practitioner, the more qi you can gather, and the qi fortune you carry will naturally become stronger.

In practice, everyone knows that "the two dependencies of good and bad" are "blessed". Those with high realms will be something that those with low realms cannot imagine. This is "misfortune". If there is not enough "blessing" to fight against each other, it is very easy to fall into the danger of life and death.

Cang Wugui used Zhao Tianling as a link to extract the energy and fortune of the previous Yuan Sword and One Line.

But she did not tell Zhao Tianling that she had recently used her magic to see, but found that the luck of this meridian was actually gathering again, which was even better than the past?

This time, she pinched the magic tricks and found that she could no longer draw the luck in it. Then she came here to see if something happened to Zhao Tianling.

Now, his expression is not as fake as a false appearance, and his cultivation and magic power are still imprisoned. After all, nothing can be covered in front of him, the Heavenly Lord.

Her smile faded, she snorted coldly, and turned around and left.

The sea water surges heavily and the waves roar.

Only people in a cage can't see the light of day.

Zhao Tianling looked at Cang Wugui's leaving figure, and the murderous intent that had been silent in his heart for a long time surged like the sea swept around him!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the severe pain caused by the chains, and sat down again.

The superior immortals are divided into "Zangtan", "Earth Branch", and "Heaven Stems", which correspond to "man", "earth", and "Heaven".

Personal hard work, in the environment, and in the dark destiny are the weaving of all causes and effects and destiny in the world.

Zhao Tianling remained silent, but after a long time, a chuckle came from a chuckle.

The eyes are bright and tough as a rock.

...

The mountains are covered with green, and the peaks are ginseng.

The sun is high and the wind is warm.

Pei Xihe stood in front of the mountain wall on the island, and the magic power in his palm emerged, condensed into a ball, and then something strangely changed inside seemed to have a faint sound of explosion, and annihilation aura was heard.

With a bang, the magic ball exploded.

Pei Xihe sighed, feeling helpless.

The method of combining spiritual sons recorded in "The Seven Changes of True Dragons" is really difficult. Just a slight change requires hundreds of thousands or even millions of deductions, so that it can truly work.

If you are not careful, if you make a mistake in the deduction, it will be like a magic ball just now. It will not achieve double effect, but will explode yourself.

This move has become a trick to die together, killing one thousand enemies and losing ten thousand of them.

Even though Pei Xihe had a very good understanding, it took more than ten days to practice the first change, and he had not completed one or two.

She waved her hand to disperse the embers after the explosion, restrained her aura, and turned her head to look at a forest.

Pei Xihe's golden eyes flashed, revealing a little interest.

However, the Bachelor of Imperial College, whom I met, was seen at a banquet she had attended.

"Da Qian Prince's daughter, Yan Mingchen?"

This female cultivator has improved a little more diligently than she did at the beginning. She broke through the third level and entered the fourth level, and entered the middle stage of the celestial immortal.

There was a gray shadow leaping beside her, more than one. Pei Xihe looked quite strange. This shadow had the aura of a creature, but it was like a thing of nothingness, but its cultivation should not be underestimated. All the ways were in the late stage of the celestial immortals, and they were protecting this woman. On the same day, the male cultivator in the Nine Immortal Realm fought.

Let me explain it, I will no longer take up the word count in the main text. The description in the main text seems to be a bit watery.

The fortune of the previous Yiyuan Sword was pulled, so Zhao Hanfeng and Zhao Qingtang were originally facing the collapse of the Shenzhou Tiankong, which was a destiny. It was both their choice and their fate.

In addition to the previous article, "Zhao Qingtang offended Penglai", "Zhao Hanfeng's Mahayana master, but in fact, there is no corresponding spiritual stone fortune", "The heroine first went to Wanchong Mountain to learn swords, and Zhao Hanfeng planned to go to Lieyang Small World to suppress Jinyan and accept her as her apprentice when she came back, but she died in it." "The inheritance is powerful, but her reputation is not obvious, and few people in the Tianxu Shenzhou know about it", all implying that their fortune in this lineage is bleak.

The luck is gathered again because the heroine has a fortune of nine or nine. After becoming a disciple, she can gather the fortune of heaven. The one who gets a significant increase is Zhao Qingtang. His practice has been much smoother. The help can be compared to the Golden Crow clan vein, but it is not as good as this kind of racial relationship. In addition, her fortune is domineering, so her fortune cannot be pulled away. This is not an imposition setting.
Chapter completed!