MTL - Devouring The Heavens-Chapter 24 Wind crack

Chapter 24—Fracture

Among the Yuehua mén, the disciples are divided into three grades.

Outside the mén disciple, the inner mén disciple, the true disciple.

Yueteng and Yan Ziyun are only among the disciples of the mén disciples. If they want to step into the ranks of true disciples, they must at least enter the realm of fighting.

However, among the mén factions, the ability of the palm of the mén is not only reflected in the strength, but also on the one hand, and on the other hand, the ability to operate.

Yuehua mén is not too big, outside the mén disciple 100,000, the mén disciple 3,000, the true disciple 寥寥 寥寥 ninety-nine, these characters who entered the true disciple level, most of them began to practice retreat, not everyone It is the heart of the people, or has extremely powerful business capabilities.

In the true disciple disciples, let them fight and kill, but let them master the moon, mén, I am afraid that Yuehua mén will not fall, but also a lot of depression.

Yueteng is good at business, but Yan Ziyun has won countless people's hearts, and management also has certain ability, so this time, Yuehua mén let the two mén disciples lead the competition, and they are given a hone.

The owner of the cold drink, named Moon Remnant, also came from the Moon House. Among the true disciples, he ranked eighty-eight, and his strength was extremely strong, at least not the Xuanyuan in front of him.

"Yan Shimei, you really have a unique vision. This is a rare talent. It is a rare talent. It is good, very good." The monthly face was cold and cold, and he held his hand and looked at Hong with a cold look.

"Hong, don't you just welcome your younger brother, let me go down, think about it for three months, and deduct your three-month moon."

Hong Zizi stunned, did not dare to say anything, looked at Xuanyuan with a grudge, and quickly retreated.

What is a true disciple, that is to get the true biography of Yuehua mén many magical powers, for the mén sent outside mén, the inner mén disciple, has all rewards and punishments, the existence of the power to kill.

"Xuanyuan's younger brother? Even if Hong Xian's shot hurts you, you can't ruin him with one eye, no rules, and give me a knee." The past.

Xuanyuan suddenly felt the whirl of the earth, the bones of the whole body creaked, and the lone star did not check it. It was directly stunned by this horrible power, and it spurted a blood. Xuanyuan’s heart sank. Watching the moon and the dead, one sentence:

"I don't mean, I am right."

Many of the mén disciples have been talking at this time.

"This xiǎo son is really hard, and even dares to defy the orders of the monthly disabled brothers, it is simply looking for death."

"The newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger. It seems that this xiǎo child has no good fruit to eat, and maybe he will die here."

"If the monthly disabled brothers are shot, even the master sister can't stop."

"He thought that relying on the master sister in the moon, mén can be lawless, too naive."

The monthly brow was picked up, and the momentum was great. It was condensed on Xuanyuan and pressed down:

"Don't dare, do you want to die?"

Yan Ziyun shouted:

"Moon-stricken brother, what are you doing? Xuanyuan is just a disciple in the realm of fighters. If you do this, would you have a share?"

The moon was cold and sneered:

"Yuehua mén's true disciple's right can be used for all mén, mén disciples, and all the rewards and punishments, the birth and death of power, the sisters, you have to violate the rules set by mén?"

Yan Ziyun suddenly became speechless, but she stood next to Xuanyuan, released her own strength, helped Xuanyuan resist part of the pressure, and silently resisted.

Xuanyuan feels that the bones of the whole body are constantly being squeezed, and the pain is extremely painful. If it is not the body of the 10,000, it will definitely be crushed by this momentum. Is this the power of fighting?

"If Hong doesn't bother me, it won't happen. The wrong thing is him, I don't accept it, you are in the Gazette! You know that I have a hatred with your moon, so I deliberately asked me for trouble."

Xuanyuan's nephew, a blood red, the body of the skin ròu violent earthquake dàng, unconsciously, "swallowing bone refining method" almost at this moment, running up, skin ròu bone, almost at this moment, through together, bang One.

"The power of eighty-one cows!"

"The power of ninety cattle!"

"The power of ninety-nine cattle!"

Xuanyuan directly entered the realm of the fighters. The ordinary person who entered the realm of the fighters had only 48 talents. Xuanyuan had just stepped into the realm of the fighters, but he had the power of the fighters. It was simply shocking.

The countless inner mén disciples, who were on the sidelines, screamed one by one.

"How is it possible, there are actually ninety-nine cattle power, just step into the realm of the fighters, you have the power of ninety-nine cattle, this xiǎo child will develop in the future, it must be very powerful."

"Yes, I have never heard of it. Who can get into the realm of the fighters, there are ninety-nine cattle power, is he a person with a legendary special constitution?"

"No wonder he dares to scream with the monthly disabled brother..."

The month of the remnant did not think that Xuanyuan actually broke through under his own pressure, just stepped into the realm of the fighters, even with the power of ninety-nine cattle, even the moon scorpion can not conceal the shock, but this added He wants to reinvent Xuanyuan's y look.

"Well, I can break through under my pressure. I have to see how long you can support." The idea of ​​the moon is directly condensed into a point, and it is crushed toward Xuanyuan's body. Yan Ziyun feels suddenly loose, immediately It’s not good to scream, and it’s too late to resist Xuanyuan.

The pressure of Xuanyuan being condensed together shook the whole body and squeaked. If it was not just a breakthrough, and stepped into the realm of the fighter, I am afraid that the bones of the body will begin to shatter.

"Moon-stricken brother, Xuanyuan is a rare cultivation genius in a hundred years. Do you want to sever the hope of my moon-moon mén? How long has the moon-mén been called to enter the 'Doulong Xianfu' cultivation!" Yan Ziyun Drinking, if it is not her strength is far less than the monthly disability, she has already countered.

"Hey, my heart is fierce, my heart is hot, if I don't teach him well, I won't be able to go to heaven in the future, give me a sigh!" The moon was indifferent, and my heart was shocked by Xuanyuan's cultivation talent, and a thick sense of ambiguity rose. From now on, if you have Xuanyuan’s cultivation talent, you may be able to be called into the “Doulong Xianfu”, which is among the best.

Xuanyuan couldn't bear the pressure. The left tuǐ kneeled on the ground in the square. On the ground, there was a spider-like texture that began to split in all directions.

Xuanyuan felt the whole body up and down, and the blood was boiling, as if he was about to be crushed and broken. Xuanyuan vowed that if he let himself grow up, he would never let go of this month.

At this time, in the sky, a huge pressure came from a man, a very handsome man, sitting on a horse with a dragon scale, this horse is called a dragon scale horse, physique Strong, amazing strength, xìng is hot, the most difficult to surrender, this handsome man under the seat of the dragon, even more powerful than the monthly disability, the direct monthly disability for Xuanyuan's pressure to break up.

"I am a true disciple of 'Dragon's Fairy', the wind cracks, the dragons and dragons, the Hongri magical caves have been rampant in recent times, killing the people, Yuehua mén up and down listening orders, mobilizing all true disciples, inner mén disciples to the Hongri magic cave suppression Mozu."

The moon was disfigured and looked at the wind, and even the head did not dare to carry it. Yan Ziyun also took a ritual. Only Xuanyuan, straight up the body, angran tǐngxiōng, visually cracked, no fear.

Within the moon's mén, a month of the moon broke out, and I saw a faceless man who smiled at the wind and said:

"Yuehua mén got orders!"

The wind broke and nodded. I looked at Xuanyuan and appreciated:

"Hua Tianzhang mén, it seems that Yuehua mén seems to have a talent. Although this is only the realm of the fighters, but the power is amazing, the will is strong, and the death is unyielding. The practitioners should have this kind of will. It is a good one. Material, if you can have a performance in this round of the Hongri Grottoes, I can drive my rights, accept you into the 'Doulong Xianfu', and accept you as a mén disciple."

The last words are obviously what Xuanyuan said, and the wind cracked a look at the moon, cold channel:

"Being bullying, my heart is awkward, I should fight! I will encounter this situation next time, killing innocent!"

The wind cracked his hand, and a fierce wind hit the face of the moon. He saw a face that was directly deformed and swollen. He swollen a large piece of blood, but the blood was dripping, but the moon was not dare. Say what.

Xuanyuan’s heart sighed with a lot of anger and shook hands toward the wind:

"Thank you for breaking the big brother for me!"

The cracked smile, looking at the old man of Doosan Peak, the palm of the moon mén will not mind that I will teach you mén people on your behalf? ”

"Nature does not mind, please also let the wind break the son of the rest assured, my Yuehua mén immediately set off." Yuehua mén palm mén Huatian face smile and sly, no slight dissatisfaction.

"Well, then I will leave." The wind cracked his arch and drove the dragon scale horse and left.

Yan Ziyun also has a kind of unspeakable happiness, a smile on his face:

"This xiǎo son is clever, and directly recognizes people as big brothers. It seems that he really has a relationship with 'Doulong Xianfu'." {飘天文学 www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, your support is ours. Maximum power}