Chapter 1581: Undercurrent (2/2)
In the next moment, a young man who appeared to be only twenty-five and six years old and wore a green robe appeared in front of this great monk who was perfected by the law. This person was the master of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect. Chen is a misty god.
”What happened?”
The ethereal sky is a faint road.
”See you in heaven!”
The law perfection of the perfection of the monk quickly bowed to the first ceremony, and then said the ins and outs of the matter, when the ethereal Tianzun heard that the three people of Red Yan were hung on the pillar, let the sun shine, and suspected of being abolished, The face became more and more ugly.
“Ning Bei Xuan’s son seemed to have had some encounters when he was staying up late in the night, and he was able to kill the violent air in the city of Daofang Xiancheng. Now it is suppressing the red inflammation, indicating his Repairing to the lowest is equivalent to three robbers...”
The ethereal sky is in a hurry, and Hongyan is a monk of the ethereal sect. If he does not come back to save it this time, the phoenix will only fall from the five gates of Lumen Sin Dynasty to the second-class sect. He cannot allow this to happen.
With a little consideration, the ethereal Tianzun went straight to the air and went to the Lumen Sin Dynasty Imperial Palace. This time I want to save the red yan, it is necessary to come out with a deer, and he does not believe that the opponent’s combat power can be compared. Lumen Zhenxian is still strong!
Anyone who can get the title of true immortality is not the top of the same level. When Lumen was born young, it was already a sacred arrogant sky. Nowadays, it is only higher than him. Actual combat power, but I don’t know how to do it. The ethereal Tianzun feels that he is even in the hands of Lumen Zhenxian.
Among the magnificent temples, the ethereal Tianzun received a separate interview with Lumen Zhenxian.
The deer's true fairy appearance is also on the twenty-five to six-six, and the face is very ordinary. If it is not embroidered with a flying deer on the gold-colored robes on the body, no one will think that he is a true fairy.
”Ethereal, come see me this time, what's the matter?”
Lumen really smiles faintly.
The ethereal Tianzun looks respectfully, ”The true fairy, the ethereal thing is so anxious to see, it is really a big thing, but also sent a chance for the real fairy!”
”Oh?”
Lumen Zhenxian eyebrows pick one: ”The opportunity? Why do you say this?”
”A few thousand years ago, a disciple in the Lower Zongmen was favored by the Emperor of the Ganges, and he was accepted as a true disciple. As a result, he was attacked in Feixianfang City...”
The ethereal Tianzun dialect has not been said to be half, and the look of Lumen Zhenxian is slightly shocked. He whispered: ”Have you found Ning Beixuan's whereabouts?”
”Exactly, if the true immortal seizes this son and gives it to the Ganges, the benefits, naturally do not need to say more.”
The ethereal sky is whispering.
Lumen Zhenxian did not think this, because Ning Qi disappeared, his pro-disciple disciple Shen Bai is still staying up late and staying in the night, for the past thousands of years, no matter what relationship he found, stay up all night Dandi has never let go, but if he gives Ningqi the pressure to the night emperor, he will be able to pick up Shen Bai!
”Where is this child now!”
Lumen is really immortal.
He thinks very simple, and knows a lot more than the ethereal gods. In addition to the Ganges River King wants to be Ningqi, the joyful demon is also very good, and with the alchemy division, his choice naturally favors the latter. How the three parties are arguing, it is not his business.
”Qinglong Mainland, Wangjiazu City!”
The ethereal sky respect smiled slightly.
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”I have already granted all the syllabus of the emptiness of the emptiness of the emptiness of the emptiness of the knives. The people who learned the fur have added a few battles. The first passers are endless. You can demonstrate them to these five people, but be careful not to hurt their lives. ”
Before Wang Jiazu’s death, Ning Qi smiled faintly.
Wang Yi and other fifteen Wang family children nodded, and the red-faced monks used their horrified eyes to look at Wang Yi and others who were laughing at them.