Chapter 2222 (1/2)

In front of the Taoist temple of Longhu Mountain, the head of daotong Yiqing is like a ghost fire, lingering in front of Chen Ziyang, which is horrible and gloomy.

Just in such a moment, Chen Ziyang's back clothes were all wet by cold sweat, and his forehead, nose tip and palm of hand were filled with cold sweat, and the whole person was crazily swallowing his saliva.

Chen Ziyang once devoured the power of Luomen giant King Kong and others on the Bank of Taihu Lake, and his cultivation was once close to the martial arts myth.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are few who surpass Chen Ziyang in his accomplishments.

But even Chen Ziyang, who once valued martial arts mythology, never believed that there were ghosts and gods in this world.

No matter how high you are, if you die, you can't turn into a ghost!

He Chen Ziyang, never believe in ghosts and gods!

”No! You are not Yiqing! Who the hell are you? ” Chen Ziyang roared like crazy, and even more quickly he yelled at the Taoist temple:

”come on! Come on

However, the Taoist View of the Heavenly Master, which is full of incense and fire, is still and chilly at the moment, and there is no response at all.

Chen Ziyang's heart ”clutters” for a moment, fiercely and inwardly threatens Yiqing's head: ”monster! This is the Heavenly Master road! Don't be presumptuous

Although he said with great righteousness, he tried to wriggle his body to push the wheelchair under him.

But the wheelchair is rooted, tightly tied to the ground, motionless.

Yiqing's head, as if watching the insect struggle, is full of funny looking at Chen Ziyang, a strange voice not male or female, spit out from his mouth: ”what? You don't know this seat so soon? ”

Chen Ziyang was startled, only feel this address, incomparably familiar!

”You Are you... ”