Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1017: Jedi
Ouyang Ming certainly didn't know how big a sensation his action this time caused, even an earthquake.
Of course, there are good and bad. The advantage is that he has become an honorable guest of the Jiang family, but the disadvantage is that he has become a mortal of the Blood Dragon family.
At this time, the Ji family only had a small idea in his mind. How terrible should this kind of character who overwhelmed the generation make him break through the Supreme? There is no doubt that it will definitely make the blood dragon family burn out, or difficult to fight.
Yes, by now, Ouyang Ming has begun to have the strength to overwhelm a generation.
Even as long as he breaks through to the pinnacle of the spirit, he has room for maneuver in the hands of the venerable. Of course, it is too difficult and too difficult to draw a draw with the Venerable. After all, the promotion of Dantian Huahu to the cultivator was too great.
And at this moment, the instigator who caused the great ruins in the great ruins is quickly fleeing.
His hair is tangled and his face is pale.
Ouyang Ming slapped the space bag, and a soft white light spread out. When it fell, a porcelain bottle was already lying in the palm, and bursts of refreshing fragrance echoed open.
He lifted his thumb up, and the Danxiang suddenly became extremely rich. With a volley of his right hand, four pills flew out, and three pills fell into the hands of the three of them. They whispered softly: "After eating to restore some spiritual power, they will catch up at some point." With a touch of helplessness.
Jiang Yingrong and He Jian exchanged glances, without pretense, swallowing the pill in one mouthful. In their hearts, Ouyang Ming is a "big family", who would feel bad for a big family?
As the medicine was swallowed, a warm current bred in the dantian immediately, and as the odd meridian and eight meridians spread to all corners of the body, it kept recovering the spiritual energy consumed.
Burial Sword didn’t speak, and when he lifted his wrist, he swallowed it, his eyes lit up, and he whispered softly, “I didn’t expect Brother Yu to have this kind of method. It's not inferior, even worse, it's just..." His brow suddenly frowned.
Listening to these words, Ouyang Ming made a "click" in his mind, and said in his heart that he might have been found out, right? It stands to reason that he is a sword cultivator, even if I use the secret method of pill peak refining pill, I can't find it! But his face didn't show up at all, and he said solemnly: "Just what?"
burial sword stepped forward with his right foot, the spiritual energy in the dantian burst out, generating a strong thrust, turning into a long rainbow, while galloping towards the distance, while replied: "It's just, this refined pill The secret method of furnace opening is somewhat similar to that of Pill Pill Peak, but it is more sophisticated." As he said, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ouyang Ming with a puzzled look.
Until then, Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and blinked mysteriously, with an unpredictable face: "It is true! This inheritance, oh..."
He didn't finish, but Funeral Sword waved his hand, blinked his eyes as a response, and showed an expression that I understand.
Ouyang Ming didn't say anything, stopped talking, and raised his speed to the extreme, and fleeed towards the horizon.
The setting sun slanted down, and everything was quiet. When the last halo fell in the sky, darkness swallowed from the sky, and the cursed land at night was several times more dangerous than the day.
"There, chase after!" Suddenly, an exclamation broke the silence of the night.
Dozens of blood dragons, bleeding mist scattered on the scales, and their whole body was shaken, like a Kunpeng pounced on food, they rushed forward.
Dong Chenyu sneered, and let out a dull roar, and said: "Warriors of the **** family, catch them and bring them back to the clan!"
"Yes!" Dozens of **** dragons roared together.
"The ghost will never go away!" Ouyang Ming slandered in his heart. On this day, he kept changing direction, but the other party was like bone gangrene, and he couldn't get rid of it. In desperation, Ouyang Ming could only gallop towards the Jedi, because he knew in his heart that in this Jedi, there was a chance to live on the ground, the so-called not breaking or standing right.
Jiang Yingrong told Ouyang Ming of the location of this Jedi in advance.
The original idea in her heart was this. Entering this Jedi to hide for a while, relying on the strength of a few people, even if it is dangerous, it can last a few days. During this period of time, the strong of the Black Dragon family must have received the news. As long as it is delayed until they arrive, this dead end will be alive.
A quarter of an hour later, a white vortex like a nebula appeared in front of Ouyang Ming. In the depths of the vortex, there were countless blood-colored arcs shining, sparking sparks.
Behind the whirlpool, there is an endless white fog, which stretches for nowhere, like an ancient beast swallowed by an open blood basin. The moment I see it, it makes people feel cold, like Fall into the ice cave.
"Rush in..." Ouyang Ming forced down the uncomfortable feeling on his body, biting his teeth together, and speaking harshly.
Without hesitation, squeezing his own potential, his body pulled into a long rainbow, the speed exploded again, and directly rushed into the whirlpool.
The other three followed closely and stepped into it.
Dong Chenyu saw this scene and was not anxious, his wrists were raised, all the blood scorpions suddenly stopped, and he said coldly: "Keep the entrance!"
At the same time, countless poisonous insects slowly flew out of the yellow sand and gathered together. They were the members of the dead and muddy clan.
Ouyang Ming and his party cannot escape the chase of the blood scorpion, it is his credit. He has a keen sense of smell and can smell the strong **** smell of Ouyang Ming.
Dong Chenyu groaned, his fingers separated, the suction exploded, and he gently grabbed down.
Suddenly, grains of yellow sand flew into his palm, **** pressed hard, and the yellow sand turned into ashes.
He glanced deadly, his voice was cold, and said: "They will really come out from here?"
" Don’t worry, within three days, this **** human race will definitely escape. In this white whirlpool, the danger is inexplicable, and the consumption of spiritual power is approaching the extreme. The most important thing is that this Jedi has only one exit. , As long as you stay here, you will be foolproof." When he spoke, the green light in his eyes lit up, like a ghost fire floating on a solitary grave, chilling.
Dong Chenyu nodded slightly, and suddenly there were four more words in his mind—Catch a turtle in the urn.
Within the white whirlpool, mist is floating everywhere, and the white mist is like a thread, connecting into one piece.
The sky, the earth, the vegetation, and even everything is shrouded in mist, visible to the eye, all are lonely, lonely white, staying in this environment all the time can drive people crazy.
The edge of the white vortex.
The four figures are sparsely sparse, moving slowly.
After a while, Ouyang Ming paused, thinking in his eyes, and said softly: "How do I feel that the spiritual power in my body has been drained so much faster, and even if I put my spiritual power out, it’s less than ten feet, and the rest I can’t see clearly.” He had tried many times before he said.
Burial Sword also nodded in agreement, and looked at Jiang Yingrong.
After this day of getting along, Jian Jian knows that Ouyang Ming is the absolute core of this small team. There is no doubt about this.
Jiang Yingrong knows more. After all, the Jiang family is one of the strongest forces in the Daxu human race. Jiang Yingrong has read Dao Zang since he was a child, and of course he has seen and heard very extensively. Therefore, he will look at Jiang Yingrong at this time.
Before Jiang Yingrong could answer, He Jian had already answered.
He has a vicissitudes of life, engraved with the traces of the years, looking far away, watching the mist rolling in the distance, and said: "This white whirlpool will constantly devour the surrounding aura and become bigger and bigger. "Speaking, he spread out his palms and gently held it in a white mist.
went on to say: "And what absorbs the spiritual power of the monk is the white mist floating in the whirlpool."
"White mist?" The sword buried voice increased a few degrees, and a suspicious color appeared on his face.
"Hmm!" He Jian nodded, and both of them were carrying sword cases. This scene is a bit strange.
Jiang Yingrong did not speak, her face was full of worry.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming’s eyes gathered in vain, his long sleeves rolled forward, and colorful stars came out. Upon closer inspection, there were countless finely carved arrays, full of charm. . The array formed a slender and perfect arc, falling from mid-air, directly covering the range of hundreds of meters, the arcs were intertwined into a net, and the majestic spiritual power spread out in all directions.
"Scatter!" Ouyang Ming let out a green breath, and a rune node next to him instantly brightened.
In a sudden blast, the breeze slowly blows away all the fog in the formation, and a piece of black land is suddenly exposed, covered with gravel.
Jiang Yingrong’s lips are smeared with sand, with a look of surprise, looking at He Jian, and said in surprise: "Brother Yu still knows the formation?" There is a sense of absurdity in her heart, and she can refine pill and forge. Flying Carpet, the strength is not inferior to Daozi, now he will still arrange the formation, why does he have so much energy? This is too nonsense, isn't it? Jiang Yingrong shifted his gaze to Ouyang Ming, as if looking at a monster.
Jiang Yingrong didn't know that Ouyang Ming possessed the unique spiritual world of the Feng clan, and the ability to steal the teacher was too much like a plug-in.
As long as he wants to learn, after a little deduction, he can immediately restore it, or even better.
He Jian listened to this, gave a wry smile, nodded in response: "Yes, so my previous evaluation is not excessive, right?"
"It's really not too much..." Jiang Yingrong said slightly ~IndoMTL.com~ slightly nodded.
She is arrogant and confident, but in front of Ouyang Ming, she has completely become a foil.
Just as her thoughts were rolling in her mind, Ouyang Ming's flat voice rang, disrupting her thoughts: "Come in!"
The corners of her mouth curled upwards, a strange color appeared in her eyes, she was surprised in her heart, and stepped into the formation. This is also what she believes in Ouyang Ming, otherwise, stepping into the formation of a formation master is no different from looking for death. Once the formation is complete, the formation master is the master of the formation, and exists like a god. Up to now, the formation arranged by Ouyang Ming can easily trap the peak of the spirit.
Burying Sword took two breaths, and took a deep look at Ouyang Ming, and a faint bitterness developed in his heart.
Even if you cultivate a strong character with a sword, there is a sense of loss in my heart.
Can I really catch up with him?
But in an instant, this idea was completely crushed.
Since you are a Daozi, you must have the heart of Daozi.
No matter how difficult the road he will take in the future, he can't make him have the slightest sense of awe and retreat.
Ouyang Ming's strength will only make him more diligent and hardworking, and will only become his motivation for being brave and radical. ...
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