MTL - Plundering the Heavens-Chapter 1782 Has the cultivation been successful?

"Master, where are we going?"

On the South China Sea, Fang Wei and Fang Xiaomei left and right on the sides of the square. The wind on the sea blew over, mad and fierce, and the clothes were hunting and screaming, and the three men and teachers were voluntarily tempted, and they were full of temperament. Full of excitement, some excited asked.

"Do you not want to enter the dojos?"

Fang Xing looked at the horizon and said with a chuckle.

"All the dojos?"

Fang Wei and Fang Xiaomei looked at each other and were a little excited and complicated.

The two of them are the junior arrogances of the Tianyuan number, but they are in the dojos of the world's geniuses, but they have no place for them to talk about. The reason is complicated. Fang Xiaomei was because of the destruction of one of the Chinese Taoist priests. Holding the handle and forcibly rejecting it, Fang Wei was too unscrupulous and never received an invitation, but in fact, both of them had the opportunity to go in. Da Jinwu and others had wanted to bring these two younger generations. Let them enter the dojos, but the problem is that the life of the party has not entered the dojos, so his daughter and apprentice have such a knot!

My father did not enter, I naturally would not enter!

Masters can't look at the dojos, of course I can't see them!

Therefore, to some extent, if the two individuals themselves refused the dojos, otherwise, relying on the status of Dajinwu and others in the dojos now, no matter what method, they can definitely let them two. Brought in!

But although they refused, there is still some hope in the heart!

After all, it is the dojos of the philosophers, the most resourceful, the most productive place, who does not care?

It can be said that if they entered the dojos three hundred years ago, with their talent and heritage at the time, it might even be comparable to the golden generation. Now that the arrogant North Ming Devil is estimated to be in front of them. Not...

"This time, I personally brought you both into the dojos!"

Fang Fang faintly said his final destination, and then took the lead to go to the sea.

"...but before that, I have to find a few people!"

He squandered in the volcano of the sea, his body shape was stunned, and there were invisible lines that were rendered. The speed of Fang Fang and Fang Xiaomei was far worse than him, that is, Fang Xiaomei drove the snake, nor May be able to keep up with him, but after being influenced by the pattern, Fang Xiaomei and Fang Wei are like Yuxianfeng, and the speed has increased by a hundred times. It is like changing the world, that is, reaching the Taikoo Sanctuary. The "shrinking into the inch" realm, so that they easily followed the side of the line!

"God, the master respects him...what is he doing now?"

Fang Wei and Fang Xiaomei looked at each other and could hardly hide their excitement and awe.

Whether it is an understatement before this, there will be a suppression of the North Ming Great Devils in Taiyi, or if the air machine on the body is slightly moved, it will have the ability to render the world and shrink the ground, which fully indicates that The cultivation of this master's master has reached a realm beyond their imagination, belonging to a height that can be seen clearly, but cannot be imagined...

In this realm of shrinking the ground, the starry sky is only idle, not to mention that it is in Tianyuan, almost any corner, and all of them can be seen in the eyes of Fang Xiaomei and Fang Wei. They just saw a flower in front of them, faster than tearing the void directly. The scenery on Sunday was turned upside down. The three of them had already arrived on a strange island, but they saw that the island was a mess, with many old palaces. There are even a lot of scorched bones in the pavilion building, but there are no sights!

"where is this place?"

Fang Xiaomei has lost his sense of distance as he walked the road. He did not know how many roads he had taken in the previous step. He didn’t even know if he was still in Tianyuan. In this world, he looked at the surrounding waters. Fans...

"Here... it seems to be the remains of the little fairyland that stopped at the beginning..."

Fang Hao found a weapon that was buried halfway under the scorched earth, and some strange guesses.

"Little fairy world?"

Fang Xiaomei gave a slight glimpse, and he understood it.

Among the stars, there are countless small fairy circles. They all did not enter thirty-three days after they first soared. Instead, they found a way to cultivate in a place suitable for survival. Tianyuan Shengling is no stranger to them, but these little fairy circles Often the resources are insufficient and the strength is limited. In the dispute between Tianyuan and Thirty-three Days, it can only be a vassal-like existence. At the beginning, Jinwu Da Yaozun, once led the fate of a party formed by the 36-party Xiaoxianjie. The Alliance, in order to deter, swallowed one bite, deteriorating!

The fairyland that can be on Tianyuan is different from the other!

This is the earliest return to Tianyuan's twelve fairy circles, but they are not Tianyuan or the thirty-three-day vassal, but become the vassal of the Protoss creatures, forcibly conquered by the gods, and become the cross-river of the Protoss invasion of Tianyuan. At the beginning of Tianyuan, I had been in the scenery for a while, but then Tianyuan’s strength became stronger and stronger, and their chances were better than the Protoss!

Although they once stopped in the middle of time, all of them retired to the sea, but in the end, they still could not hide. Two hundred years ago, someone found them. After a **** battle, the small fairyland in this seclusion was finally destroyed. All the people of the squad were deported as slaves and sent to the star field for battle. The new inheritance of this piece of fairyland has also become a desolate ruin!

Both Fang Xiaomei and Fang Wei remembered this past event, and some of them faintly understood...

... can't be done, here is the small fairyland seclusion, and then the remains of the extermination?

"What is the father doing here?"

Fang Xiaomei looked at the party in a strange way.

"Where did they go?"

Fang Fang’s expression at this time was also a bit gloomy, his eyes sweeping toward the square, and his expression on his face was somewhat anxious.

"I came back this time, both for the sake of a sigh of relief, but also to find you..."

Slowly, walking on this piece of wolf-spotted ground, he whispered: "But where did the giant turtle go?"

"Now four hundred years have passed, have you succeeded in cultivation, have you already gone out?"

"If I have not gone out, why am I not worried?"

"If you have already left the customs..."

"...I obviously left a token for you, but why haven't you received a letter from you?"

While muttering, he stepped forward and his body was invisible and cold, and it was like an invisible big net. It looked like an open eye on nine days, indifferent, looking down. This island, under this gaze, any existence on the island, there is nowhere to see, no more, even a drop of water in the three thousand creatures, can not escape his eyes!

But after seeing it, his face is more dignified!

No!

He has already determined that there is no one on the island that he is looking for, not even the bones of any of them!

"Hey!"

But after his eyes turned, he suddenly found something and stepped out.

Just one step, it has appeared on the other side of the island, looking at a stone wall, the stone wall is smooth and seamless, it looks natural, there is nothing special, but when the look of the square looks over, the stone wall On the surface, there was a faint brilliance flashing, and then gently faded away. Inside the stone wall, a dull sound rang, then tore, and it was completely opened. After seeing the stone wall, it was a hole in the house. Sitting on a skinny gray robe old man...

"Closed?"

Fang Xing looked at his face, and then his brow wrinkled and sipped: "Wake up!"

The voice shouted and went straight into the heart. The old man in gray robes, who seemed to have almost no trace of breath, was actually shocked. It seemed that a sleeping person was awakened. The "open" eyes opened and the faces were Confused color...

In Fang Xiaomei’s and Fang’s point of view, this distinction is a generation that is already on the verge of being seated and suddenly awakened.

In other words, the sound of the party line is close to the realm of reversing life and death!

"Yes... is it a small heavenly priest?"

The old man’s eyes were lost for a long time, and gradually he had a little fascination. When he finally saw the face, his expression suddenly looked a little shocked, his lips twitched, and he shouted a name that no one had called for a long time. A raging old man!

"Are you one of the twelve kings of the fairyland?"

Fang Xing recognized him, but could not remember the name, but did not care, just faintly said: "I am coming back to find the mountain turtle!"

"Tongtian Xiaoshengjun...you... are you still alive?"

The old man determined that the person in front of him was a party, but he was a little excited. He wanted to get up, but he was physically deformed and could not stand up. He had to be excited and shouted: "You are still alive, you are still alive, we are Xiaoxianjie, I have always believed that Xiaoshengjun will not die. You promised to shelter us. As long as you are there, we will not...will not be people..."

When I talked about it, he just woke up like a big dream, and looked at everything around him. He suddenly burst into tears: "But we have been annihilated. You are late, God lost. Tianyuan did not let us go..." He cried and hoarse, and his eyes became clearer and clearer, as if he remembered more past events, but the meaning of grief became stronger: "Only I am alive and dead." Down... Yes, I am waiting for someone to live... Yes, I am alive to wait for you, do you remember? Do you remember? You said, if we are liquidated, you will help us out once, I am alive..."

He didn't know where the strength came from. Suddenly he stretched out the thin hand and grabbed the sleeves of the square, as if the dying man had caught a straw: "...I am alive, that is In order to wait for you, please fulfill this promise..."

Fang Fang looked at him with no expression. After a long while, he had some guilty words: "Have I said that?"

The old man screamed and cried: "You said it!"

Fang Xing is a bit shameful, very unconfident: "Well, it seems to have said, but now..."

He glanced around: "I still have the need to shoot?"

At the moment, he remembered some things. At the beginning, Xiaoxianjie seemed to ask for his head. Then he promised them a few conditions. Two of them were. If the Lord took possession of Tianyuan, he would be in front of God. Shearing them, if Tianyuan wins, then they will be shot for them when they are liquidated, to ensure that their inheritance is not extinguished, but there are too many things happening, but they have forgotten everything. It’s not that the old man said, he can’t remember...

Even this time, I came to Xiaoxianjie to find Xiaoman and others, but not for them!

Xiao Man, Xu Lingyun, Da Qingyi, Ye Guyin, Tea Tea Fairy and other people cultivated this little fairyland's forgotten love, and entered the Eight Deserts and Clouds. The giant sea turtles invited by the lotus girl came to the sea and even broke into him. I can't find it. When I came back this time, I could only try to start from Xiaoxianjie and see if they had any clues. I just didn't expect that Xiaoxianjie had already been destroyed.

At the beginning, he promised that when Xiaoxianjie was cleared by Tianyuan, at least to ensure their inheritance, but now, Xiaoxianjie has already been liquidated, and even if he shoots again, it is too late to make any promises. Alright?

"Yes...some..."

Gray robes are a little crazy, more excited, just holding the sleeves of the square: "We old guys are almost dead, but our descendants, juniors... they all become The slaves were sent to the stars to make cannon fodder... Now, they must have living people, I want you... I beg you, help them, let them live..."

"What about this?"

Fang Xingwei became a god, nodded and said: "The problem is not big, I promise you!"

Then, before waiting for the gray robes to reveal the ecstasy, they asked: "Do you know the news of the mountain turtles?"

At the beginning, Xiaoxianjie cultivated Xiaoman and others to make them a savior of Xiaoxianjie. Therefore, if someone pays the most attention to them on this day, they are not a small fairyland. At the very least, they should have The method of tracking the breath of the Eight Deserts and Clouds, otherwise, the whereabouts of the mountains and sea turtles, even the lotus women can not find, it is impossible to find them in this world!

Sure enough, as I expected, I heard the name of the mountain turtle. This old-fashioned face was confused. But after mentioning the name of the Eight Deserts and Clouds, it suddenly became a dignified face, and then it was shocked to say a party. The news: "We can't find the eight wild clouds, but the old man can sense the existence of the cloud platform. It... it was broken 30 years ago..."

"broken?"

The party was shocked, and the murderous gas suddenly rushed up and shouted: "What happened?"

"Little Saint Jun... no hurry, no hurry, if the eight deserts are broken, there are only two possibilities..."

The old man in the gray robes hurriedly explained: "One is that there is an external force that has broken the eight-year-old cloud platform, and the people inside the middle school are naturally unfortunate!"

Facing the horrible eyes of Fang Xing, he only felt terrified, and felt that the sky was dark, and he hurriedly said the second explanation: "Either... or that is... that the inner practitioners have cultivated Success, then break out..."

“Is cultivation successful?”

The party listened, and immediately stayed, even more shocked when I heard the broken eight clouds.