"Magic Obama now? The old deathlessly is still so stubborn and stubborn that he will never listen to advice. "

The high school magic man, the magic Ouba, the giant magic method, hung side by side, and the two bodies were far apart.
But they all sigh.
"I don’t know what that friend thinks? I believe that things are not normal. After all these years, I still have a stubborn temperament. "
Magic Ouba is sometimes very big, but its brain is not stupid. Otherwise, Bu Pingfan has been completely bombed when he was fighting.
Now it is really worried about how to face the ordinary cloth.
Chapter four hundred and eleven says
Giant demon magic always sees the magic man, the magic Oba, and a little joy flashes in my heart.
But its expression has been solidified for a moment, and the yellow scales suddenly brightened up. The huge head quickly turned to look at the possessed man, the magic Oba, and then said with a sigh of excitement.
"The old devil hiding silence can also get out of here this time? Anyway, isn’t Wen Huaiyun’s stubborn woman going to get revenge? Let’s go out together to avenge her. By the way, we can find the tower that swallowed the scattered world together and belong to our field … "
The giant demon mage is very excited. He knows that if he goes out like this, he can’t go back to the field where he sleeps and guards again.
But it wants to know carefully that those fields are also fleeting and illusory.
Even if you don’t go back, it can be said that the root here is not that they want pure land without soul, pure land or former pure land? Is it still the guardian field full of rich aura?
The giant demon method is always very sad and angry, and maybe it can also be here. It can express its resentment without scruple.
Who has no pure land in his heart? Magic Man Magic Ouba is silent. It can hear the huge magic method. The old meaning is to rush out. No, it sleeps here. It has lost them. What is the difference between a pure land without a soul and a dead grave?
"Then go to Wen Huaiyun tonight to persuade me to wait for these revived races to go out first, so that those who are still sleeping can still sleep. This will not only continue to protect this area without soul, but also prevent a Lingshan recovery and find no guardian …"
Magic Man Magic Ouba suddenly said that it had arranged the back road. Even if they were lucky enough, they would let the spirit world find those towers that have been scattered for a long time, but what about those fake fairy interface monsters?
So it went out like this and thought of the worst. Even if they died in Lingshan, there would be people here who did not recover and continued to recover.
Twelve Lingshan Mountain in the spirit world is a dead mountain in the true fairy world, but this dead mountain is really a dead mountain, and there are several demon races sleeping at the interface of the true fairy.
These are the twelve great talents who protect the true celestial realm when there is a change in the true celestial realm. They have turned their bodies into a tower to swallow the heavens, and they have collected all the souls in the true celestial realm, and also sealed up those indigenous people in the true celestial realm from being hurt.
Only then can these people sleep in the demon Lingshan.
The magic man, the magic man, the magic man, the huge demon, and the old man gradually fell into silence. They all waited for the night to come, waiting for three rounds of hot sun and sunset.
Fang Yi carved a beam and painted a stone house with ordinary cold eyes staring at Wen Yongmei intensely. He had doubts and anger in his heart.
"Did your ancestors answer or not?"
Bu Pingfan never gives up and asks again.
"The ancestors will consider believing that there will be an answer after a day."
Wen Yongmei’s light accent is a little shy
Guan Mengfei in Tongbao Capsule saw that the ordinary Wen Yongmei appeared in a stone house, and his eyes were cold after a while.
"Fox …"
She swore at the stereoscopic display screen, and her fist clenched her nails almost embedded in her palm.
His women looked at each other and felt that the cloth outside was ordinary and very unreliable. A random woman would take his soul away …
……
Blink of an eye, the sun rises, the clouds hang on the horizon, neat and full of vitality
Cloth ordinary walked out of the stone house, and there were evil leaders waiting for him, and everyone was full of energy.
"Friends can go to the disposal now. Last night, Wen Huaiyun, the ancestor of Terran aborigines, was told."
Magic Magic Ouba very kindly walked into the ordinary cloth and told them that Wen Huaiyun had settled the matter last night.
Not far away, a stretcher several feet above the ground appeared, and Wen Yongmei was walking slowly beside Wen Huaiyun.
"Are you sure you will be kind to us in the spiritual world?"
Wen Huaiyun once again confirmed this condition when he approached Bu Pingfan.
This is the condition that the Magic Man and the Magic Ouba reached an agreement with her. They can leave these stone houses or Lingshan, but the question is whether there is a foothold in the spiritual world for them to live in.
Cloth ordinary smell speech zheng, he also just came to the spirit world soon also took two forces, but to let these aborigines live should be no problem?
He asked himself to see Wen Huaiyun asked.
"How many people are there in your Terran aborigines now? The spirit world has a vast landscape. If you don’t attack one, two or one hundred forces casually, you should be able to solve your problem. "
When he uttered these words, he caused an uproar.
All demons cast their approval and worship eyes. This Lord is too crazy to treat the forces in the spiritual world directly as kneading persimmons.
"He is really crazy, so he doesn’t know if he can do these things then?"
Wen Huaiyun looked at the cloth and pondered in the ordinary heart.
Cloth ordinary, of course, know that places have demons, terran this a little mind also ignored.
He did more than that, but he was very elegant and didn’t blow the cowhide or sell melons in huangpo, which was a cool smile.
Wen Huaiyun heard Bu Pingfan say this. First, he frowned and looked at the magic man, the magic Ouba, the magic method, and looked at the two old foxes.
See the magic man, the magic of Ouba, and the magic method always nods to show that the cloth is ordinary and will not let them down.
Cloth ordinary also looked at Wen Huaiyun with a calm face. He behaved very well this time and Lolo was generous without urging or feeling impatient.
"Good … fix true boundary also stayed for so long Lingshan and other terrans don’t we are down and out, and there are Terrans in Lingshan who sleep and won’t disappear."
Wen Huaiyun decided to come as soon as Yin Fang bit the horse.
There are demons in every one of the Twelve Lingshan Mountains in the spirit world. Some of his people are asleep. Wen Huaiyun leads this clan, which is also a branch of the Terran. She is also quite single. She pursues the cubs of Nanlingmen. She decides to go out of the mountain and live directly in the spirit world. Magic Ouba and the giant demon Fa Lao look for those scattered treasures to swallow the pagoda.
This town, Tianbao, can make many people look at it, even the ordinary cloth is not simple.
After getting the desired answer, Wen Huaiyun ordered Wen Yongmei to go ahead and walk directly out of this wall-covering area with all the demons.
It seems comfortable to walk side by side with ordinary Wen Yongmei.
"Finally said the old woman is really your breath …"
He breathed a sigh of relief secretly until he looked out of the city and it was a mess.
Chapter four hundred and twelve Inspirational
Cloth ordinary Wen Yongmei soon came to a messy area outside the city to look back at the demon Terran aborigines who followed.
"Is it fun outside?"
Wen Yongmei suddenly asked about the ordinary cloth and looked at the ordinary cloth with watery eyes.
"fun"
Bu Pingfan absently waited for the arrival of the magic man, the magic Ouba, and the magic method.
Soon, he left Wen Yongmei, a monster, and the three leaders came together to witness the power of a monster array.
"Friends are not here to cast spells, but to lay a lead. We have to go out of this area to get outside and then lay out. Only then will we be completely hidden and quiet and take control of our hands."
Magic Man Magic Ouba said that it should be a little familiar with such an arrangement, explain it to Bu Pingfan and then enter the layout lead.
Cloth ordinary can watch them decorate.
He also saw some demons returning to their respective fields for layout, and the layout was completed in five days.
Bu Pingfan has been staring at people and demons here. They have arranged a wide range, and those flags have been continuously made. For almost five days, demons and mysterious forces have separated their racial demons from each corner of Lingshan [Xuanxue] to arrange leads.
Finally, five days later, the ordinary cloth saw the demon leaders gathering here, only to spit out a little polluted air.
"It’s really tiring to believe that this Lingshan is coming soon."
Cloth ordinary finally saw a little hope, although it was a little slim, but he knew that this was the first step to success, and it was not far away to piece together Lingshan.