Chapter 164
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"Grass! So strong!"
Tan Yun looked dignified. With the impulse of scolding his mother, he tried his best to show his Hongmeng divine step and fled to the spirit boat 600 feet away from the void!
Tan Yun knows that if he doesn't escape at this time, the 43 disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul state will destroy themselves, and even the residue will not be left!
At a distance of 600 feet, Tan Yun's figure flickered three times, blinked and reached, and plunged into the cultivation room!
"Whew!"
When Tan Yun went into the cultivation room below his neck, a cold sword Qi came from the back of his head!
Tan Yun's hair stood upside down and quickly lowered his head. He felt a cold stabbing pain in the back of his neck, but after the sword cut his back neck, he cut off his flying hair!
"What a fucking risk!"
After Tan Yun successfully escaped into the cultivation room, the boat wall on his head closed, he gasped, and a stream of blood gushed out of the wound on his back neck.
If Tan Yun gets into the cultivation room more slowly, his head will be cut off!
"Boom!"
"Bang Bang..."
At this time, the 43 masked disciples who came to tan Yun with their feet on the flying sword chopped on the spirit boat with their wrists dancing!
Although the spirit boat was broken, it was, after all, the best spirit weapon known for its high-strength defense. Therefore, in the turbulent attack, there were shocking cracks. Although the cracks became larger with the naked eye, the spirit boat did not immediately crack!
"If you attack like this, the spirit boat will be destroyed!"
Tan Yun thought and drove the spirit boat. In the overwhelming attack, he rushed to the sky and lost 43 masked disciples while breathing!
"Damn it! We were careless!"
"Yes! Who would have thought that he was a factotum disciple and would control the best spirit boat!"
"What should I do?"
The black cloth covered the faces of the people, and they couldn't see their faces. Just from the popular and anxious tone of the people, we can guess that it's hard to see the extreme of their faces!
No one thought that he could not attack and kill Tan Yun, but he buried five fellow disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul state!
Anger and suffocation occupy the hearts of everyone!
"What should I do? This bastard has the best spirit weapon, spirit boat, and can't catch up with it. What else can I do?"
The masked disciple, who was the first, was angry and said, "I wonder. The best spirit weapon, the spirit boat, is a magic weapon for flying, and the price is at least five times that of other best spirit tools. Where did you get this bastard?"
Putting aside his doubts, the man looked back and glanced at the forty-two disciples, with his eyes shining, "Tan Yun left the Dan pulse, either went to the beast pulse to find mu mengcong, or to the instrument pulse to find Zhong wushiyao, or to the five souls and one pulse to find Xue Ziyan."
"Except for three places, he goes to Fangshi. But no matter where he goes, he will return to Danmai!"
When the words came to this place, the man's eyes were evil and ordered: "you should respond to all changes with constancy and stay here. I will immediately return to the holy soul and find a magic weapon against Tan Yun's best spirit boat!"
"Yes, elder martial brother song!" when the disciples answered, song Qinglie grabbed the spirit boat, drove the spirit boat and galloped away in the direction of the pilgrimage soul
Forty two masked disciples in the same vein of holy souls fell into the void one after another, lurking among the mountains and holding their breath.
At the same time, 400 miles away in the East, on the top of a mountain without disciples, a burly male disciple wearing a brown robe and embroidered with the word "beast" on his chest closed his eyes and stood.
This man is the proud disciple of the two elders of the beast soul one vein: Fan Jian.
Fan Jiantai's soul state is perfect. Among the disciples of the second elder, his strength ranks 16th! At the same time, it is also the strong one on the whole inner door Wolong list!
Beside Fan Jian, there stood a beautiful disciple: Lin Xinyi.
Standing respectfully and abnormally behind him were nine disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul realm.
"Honey, is Tan Yun dead?" Lin Xinyi turned her blurred and haunting eyes and pasted them on Fan Jian.
Fan Jian took back his spiritual knowledge, opened his eyes, held Lin Xinyi in his arms with one hand, stroked Lin Xinyi's attractive body in front of the nine younger martial brothers behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Yun not only didn't die, but also drove the best spirit boat. After crashing into two spirit boats of the disciples of the holy soul, he suddenly killed five people and ran away!"
As we all know, usually the fetal soul is full of monks, and the spiritual consciousness can cover a radius of 300 miles.
Fan Jianhe is worthy of being the strong one of the animal soul. Taking the great circle and full cultivation of the fetal soul as his goal, the spiritual knowledge coverage has reached a radius of 400 Li. He has surrounded and killed Tan Yun, the disciple of the holy soul, and has a panoramic view through the spiritual knowledge!
"Oh ~, what shall we do now?" Lin Xinyi looked at fan and twisted Miaoman's posture and said delicately.
"What to do? I'll talk about it later. Now I'll do it first, you bitch..." fan Jianhe suddenly picked up Lin Xinyi and plundered into the mountains
Time flies, four days later in the morning.
Tan Yun drove the spirit boat to dive down from the sea of clouds. Soon, he flew steadily and landed in front of a city surrounded by mountains and filled with clouds: Huangfu square city (neimenfang city)
Huangfu square city, criss cross the mountain depression. Rows of pavilions in the city are neatly covered with the earth for 600 miles, just like a crouching dragon crawling on the ground.
The city gate, which is 300 feet high, is dark and majestic. It looks like a dragon's head and looks at the four directions ahead.
Tan Yun stood under the gate, looking particularly small.
"According to the religious rules, the factotum disciples can't take off their clothes at any time, otherwise they will be sentenced to death! This is fucking shit!"
Tan Yun despised a religious rule in his heart, bent over and grabbed a mass of soil and quickly wiped it on his face. Even after his whole body, he went straight to the city dirty.
In particular, Tan Yun pasted the four characters of the factotum medicine garden with soil.
Twenty law enforcement disciples in the fetal soul territory, who are under the city gate, stop at the city gate on both sides.
On a rocking chair on the left side of the city gate, a law enforcement disciple with a perfect fetal soul like a fat pig lies on his back like an uncle, and he doesn't know what to mutter.
When Tan Yun's front foot just entered the city gate, a law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun contemptuously and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, stop!"
Confused, Tan Yun looked at the law enforcement disciple, bowed down and said, "are you calling me?"
"Special, isn't it nonsense!" the law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun with nostrils facing the sky, "hand in ten inferior spirit stones to enter the square city."
As soon as the voice fell, the fat man on the rocking chair stared at the law enforcement disciple with a fierce face, and his nostrils suddenly said, "huh?"
The law enforcement disciple trembled, looked at Tan Yun and said, "Fifty inferior spirit stones!"
Smelling the speech, the fat man nodded with satisfaction, hummed a little song and closed his eyes.
Who are you? I'm the son of the inner door law enforcement elder!
To put it mildly, I am the crown prince in one third of an mu of land in neimengfang city!
As long as a factotum disciple enters the city, he will extort as much as he wants!
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"Grass! So strong!"
Tan Yun looked dignified. With the impulse of scolding his mother, he tried his best to show his Hongmeng divine step and fled to the spirit boat 600 feet away from the void!
Tan Yun knows that if he doesn't escape at this time, the 43 disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul state will destroy themselves, and even the residue will not be left!
At a distance of 600 feet, Tan Yun's figure flickered three times, blinked and reached, and plunged into the cultivation room!
"Whew!"
When Tan Yun went into the cultivation room below his neck, a cold sword Qi came from the back of his head!
Tan Yun's hair stood upside down and quickly lowered his head. He felt a cold stabbing pain in the back of his neck, but after the sword cut his back neck, he cut off his flying hair!
"What a fucking risk!"
After Tan Yun successfully escaped into the cultivation room, the boat wall on his head closed, he gasped, and a stream of blood gushed out of the wound on his back neck.
If Tan Yun gets into the cultivation room more slowly, his head will be cut off!
"Boom!"
"Bang Bang..."
At this time, the 43 masked disciples who came to tan Yun with their feet on the flying sword chopped on the spirit boat with their wrists dancing!
Although the spirit boat was broken, it was, after all, the best spirit weapon known for its high-strength defense. Therefore, in the turbulent attack, there were shocking cracks. Although the cracks became larger with the naked eye, the spirit boat did not immediately crack!
"If you attack like this, the spirit boat will be destroyed!"
Tan Yun thought and drove the spirit boat. In the overwhelming attack, he rushed to the sky and lost 43 masked disciples while breathing!
"Damn it! We were careless!"
"Yes! Who would have thought that he was a factotum disciple and would control the best spirit boat!"
"What should I do?"
The black cloth covered the faces of the people, and they couldn't see their faces. Just from the popular and anxious tone of the people, we can guess that it's hard to see the extreme of their faces!
No one thought that he could not attack and kill Tan Yun, but he buried five fellow disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul state!
Anger and suffocation occupy the hearts of everyone!
"What should I do? This bastard has the best spirit weapon, spirit boat, and can't catch up with it. What else can I do?"
The masked disciple, who was the first, was angry and said, "I wonder. The best spirit weapon, the spirit boat, is a magic weapon for flying, and the price is at least five times that of other best spirit tools. Where did you get this bastard?"
Putting aside his doubts, the man looked back and glanced at the forty-two disciples, with his eyes shining, "Tan Yun left the Dan pulse, either went to the beast pulse to find mu mengcong, or to the instrument pulse to find Zhong wushiyao, or to the five souls and one pulse to find Xue Ziyan."
"Except for three places, he goes to Fangshi. But no matter where he goes, he will return to Danmai!"
When the words came to this place, the man's eyes were evil and ordered: "you should respond to all changes with constancy and stay here. I will immediately return to the holy soul and find a magic weapon against Tan Yun's best spirit boat!"
"Yes, elder martial brother song!" when the disciples answered, song Qinglie grabbed the spirit boat, drove the spirit boat and galloped away in the direction of the pilgrimage soul
Forty two masked disciples in the same vein of holy souls fell into the void one after another, lurking among the mountains and holding their breath.
At the same time, 400 miles away in the East, on the top of a mountain without disciples, a burly male disciple wearing a brown robe and embroidered with the word "beast" on his chest closed his eyes and stood.
This man is the proud disciple of the two elders of the beast soul one vein: Fan Jian.
Fan Jiantai's soul state is perfect. Among the disciples of the second elder, his strength ranks 16th! At the same time, it is also the strong one on the whole inner door Wolong list!
Beside Fan Jian, there stood a beautiful disciple: Lin Xinyi.
Standing respectfully and abnormally behind him were nine disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul realm.
"Honey, is Tan Yun dead?" Lin Xinyi turned her blurred and haunting eyes and pasted them on Fan Jian.
Fan Jian took back his spiritual knowledge, opened his eyes, held Lin Xinyi in his arms with one hand, stroked Lin Xinyi's attractive body in front of the nine younger martial brothers behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Yun not only didn't die, but also drove the best spirit boat. After crashing into two spirit boats of the disciples of the holy soul, he suddenly killed five people and ran away!"
As we all know, usually the fetal soul is full of monks, and the spiritual consciousness can cover a radius of 300 miles.
Fan Jianhe is worthy of being the strong one of the animal soul. Taking the great circle and full cultivation of the fetal soul as his goal, the spiritual knowledge coverage has reached a radius of 400 Li. He has surrounded and killed Tan Yun, the disciple of the holy soul, and has a panoramic view through the spiritual knowledge!
"Oh ~, what shall we do now?" Lin Xinyi looked at fan and twisted Miaoman's posture and said delicately.
"What to do? I'll talk about it later. Now I'll do it first, you bitch..." fan Jianhe suddenly picked up Lin Xinyi and plundered into the mountains
Time flies, four days later in the morning.
Tan Yun drove the spirit boat to dive down from the sea of clouds. Soon, he flew steadily and landed in front of a city surrounded by mountains and filled with clouds: Huangfu square city (neimenfang city)
Huangfu square city, criss cross the mountain depression. Rows of pavilions in the city are neatly covered with the earth for 600 miles, just like a crouching dragon crawling on the ground.
The city gate, which is 300 feet high, is dark and majestic. It looks like a dragon's head and looks at the four directions ahead.
Tan Yun stood under the gate, looking particularly small.
"According to the religious rules, the factotum disciples can't take off their clothes at any time, otherwise they will be sentenced to death! This is fucking shit!"
Tan Yun despised a religious rule in his heart, bent over and grabbed a mass of soil and quickly wiped it on his face. Even after his whole body, he went straight to the city dirty.
In particular, Tan Yun pasted the four characters of the factotum medicine garden with soil.
Twenty law enforcement disciples in the fetal soul territory, who are under the city gate, stop at the city gate on both sides.
On a rocking chair on the left side of the city gate, a law enforcement disciple with a perfect fetal soul like a fat pig lies on his back like an uncle, and he doesn't know what to mutter.
When Tan Yun's front foot just entered the city gate, a law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun contemptuously and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, stop!"
Confused, Tan Yun looked at the law enforcement disciple, bowed down and said, "are you calling me?"
"Special, isn't it nonsense!" the law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun with nostrils facing the sky, "hand in ten inferior spirit stones to enter the square city."
As soon as the voice fell, the fat man on the rocking chair stared at the law enforcement disciple with a fierce face, and his nostrils suddenly said, "huh?"
The law enforcement disciple trembled, looked at Tan Yun and said, "Fifty inferior spirit stones!"
Smelling the speech, the fat man nodded with satisfaction, hummed a little song and closed his eyes.
Who are you? I'm the son of the inner door law enforcement elder!
To put it mildly, I am the crown prince in one third of an mu of land in neimengfang city!
As long as a factotum disciple enters the city, he will extort as much as he wants!
"Grass! So strong!"Tan Yun looked dignified. With the impulse of scolding his mother, he tried his best to show his Hongmeng divine step and fled to the spirit boat 600 feet away from the void!Tan Yun knows that if he doesn't escape at this time, the 43 disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul state will destroy themselves, and even the residue will not be left!At a distance of 600 feet, Tan Yun's figure flickered three times, blinked and reached, and plunged into the cultivation room!"Whew!"When Tan Yun went into the cultivation room below his neck, a cold sword Qi came from the back of his head!Tan Yun's hair stood upside down and quickly lowered his head. He felt a cold stabbing pain in the back of his neck, but after the sword cut his back neck, he cut off his flying hair!"What a fucking risk!"After Tan Yun successfully escaped into the cultivation room, the boat wall on his head closed, he gasped, and a stream of blood gushed out of the wound on his back neck.If Tan Yun gets into the cultivation room more slowly, his head will be cut off!"Boom!""Bang Bang..."At this time, the 43 masked disciples who came to tan Yun with their feet on the flying sword chopped on the spirit boat with their wrists dancing!Although the spirit boat was broken, it was, after all, the best spirit weapon known for its high-strength defense. Therefore, in the turbulent attack, there were shocking cracks. Although the cracks became larger with the naked eye, the spirit boat did not immediately crack!"If you attack like this, the spirit boat will be destroyed!"Tan Yun thought and drove the spirit boat. In the overwhelming attack, he rushed to the sky and lost 43 masked disciples while breathing!"Damn it! We were careless!""Yes! Who would have thought that he was a factotum disciple and would control the best spirit boat!""What should I do?"The black cloth covered the faces of the people, and they couldn't see their faces. Just from the popular and anxious tone of the people, we can guess that it's hard to see the extreme of their faces!No one thought that he could not attack and kill Tan Yun, but he buried five fellow disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul state!Anger and suffocation occupy the hearts of everyone!"What should I do? This bastard has the best spirit weapon, spirit boat, and can't catch up with it. What else can I do?"The masked disciple, who was the first, was angry and said, "I wonder. The best spirit weapon, the spirit boat, is a magic weapon for flying, and the price is at least five times that of other best spirit tools. Where did you get this bastard?"Putting aside his doubts, the man looked back and glanced at the forty-two disciples, with his eyes shining, "Tan Yun left the Dan pulse, either went to the beast pulse to find mu mengcong, or to the instrument pulse to find Zhong wushiyao, or to the five souls and one pulse to find Xue Ziyan.""Except for three places, he goes to Fangshi. But no matter where he goes, he will return to Danmai!"When the words came to this place, the man's eyes were evil and ordered: "you should respond to all changes with constancy and stay here. I will immediately return to the holy soul and find a magic weapon against Tan Yun's best spirit boat!""Yes, elder martial brother song!" when the disciples answered, song Qinglie grabbed the spirit boat, drove the spirit boat and galloped away in the direction of the pilgrimage soulForty two masked disciples in the same vein of holy souls fell into the void one after another, lurking among the mountains and holding their breath.At the same time, 400 miles away in the East, on the top of a mountain without disciples, a burly male disciple wearing a brown robe and embroidered with the word "beast" on his chest closed his eyes and stood.This man is the proud disciple of the two elders of the beast soul one vein: Fan Jian.Fan Jiantai's soul state is perfect. Among the disciples of the second elder, his strength ranks 16th! At the same time, it is also the strong one on the whole inner door Wolong list!Beside Fan Jian, there stood a beautiful disciple: Lin Xinyi.Standing respectfully and abnormally behind him were nine disciples of the great perfection of the fetal soul realm."Honey, is Tan Yun dead?" Lin Xinyi turned her blurred and haunting eyes and pasted them on Fan Jian.Fan Jian took back his spiritual knowledge, opened his eyes, held Lin Xinyi in his arms with one hand, stroked Lin Xinyi's attractive body in front of the nine younger martial brothers behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Yun not only didn't die, but also drove the best spirit boat. After crashing into two spirit boats of the disciples of the holy soul, he suddenly killed five people and ran away!"As we all know, usually the fetal soul is full of monks, and the spiritual consciousness can cover a radius of 300 miles.Fan Jianhe is worthy of being the strong one of the animal soul. Taking the great circle and full cultivation of the fetal soul as his goal, the spiritual knowledge coverage has reached a radius of 400 Li. He has surrounded and killed Tan Yun, the disciple of the holy soul, and has a panoramic view through the spiritual knowledge!"Oh ~, what shall we do now?" Lin Xinyi looked at fan and twisted Miaoman's posture and said delicately."What to do? I'll talk about it later. Now I'll do it first, you bitch..." fan Jianhe suddenly picked up Lin Xinyi and plundered into the mountainsTime flies, four days later in the morning.Tan Yun drove the spirit boat to dive down from the sea of clouds. Soon, he flew steadily and landed in front of a city surrounded by mountains and filled with clouds: Huangfu square city neimenfang cityHuangfu square city, criss cross the mountain depression. Rows of pavilions in the city are neatly covered with the earth for 600 miles, just like a crouching dragon crawling on the ground.The city gate, which is 300 feet high, is dark and majestic. It looks like a dragon's head and looks at the four directions ahead.Tan Yun stood under the gate, looking particularly small."According to the religious rules, the factotum disciples can't take off their clothes at any time, otherwise they will be sentenced to death! This is fucking shit!"Tan Yun despised a religious rule in his heart, bent over and grabbed a mass of soil and quickly wiped it on his face. Even after his whole body, he went straight to the city dirty.In particular, Tan Yun pasted the four characters of the factotum medicine garden with soil.Twenty law enforcement disciples in the fetal soul territory, who are under the city gate, stop at the city gate on both sides.On a rocking chair on the left side of the city gate, a law enforcement disciple with a perfect fetal soul like a fat pig lies on his back like an uncle, and he doesn't know what to mutter.When Tan Yun's front foot just entered the city gate, a law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun contemptuously and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, stop!"Confused, Tan Yun looked at the law enforcement disciple, bowed down and said, "are you calling me?""Special, isn't it nonsense!" the law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun with nostrils facing the sky, "hand in ten inferior spirit stones to enter the square city."As soon as the voice fell, the fat man on the rocking chair stared at the law enforcement disciple with a fierce face, and his nostrils suddenly said, "huh?"The law enforcement disciple trembled, looked at Tan Yun and said, "Fifty inferior spirit stones!"Smelling the speech, the fat man nodded with satisfaction, hummed a little song and closed his eyes.Who are you? I'm the son of the inner door law enforcement elder!To put it mildly, I am the crown prince in one third of an mu of land in neimengfang city!As long as a factotum disciple enters the city, he will extort as much as he wants!
