The Magic Outfit

"He is ..." The old man sitting in the colorful flying sand made a long voice.

"Master, what's the matter?" With the words, a young man wearing golden armor drilled out of the sand.

"Your little brother, has become a doppelganger." The old man smiled and said: "Four years ... just four years"

"Master, what are you kidding?" The young man in golden armor couldn't believe it at all: "Can you get a body in four years?"

"In another two or three years, he may have to leave the original domain." The old man said to himself: "Mosquito, when you go to pick him up, you don't need to expose your own spirit, just teach him some rules . "

"Master, are you serious?" The young man in golden armor shouted.

"Nonsense" The old man frowned.

"Master, but I still have to serve you."

"Are you hungry for this psionic power?" Said the old man.

"How could ..." The young man in golden armor shook his head: "Master, let the master go, our brothers and sisters, all of whom he brought out, are also confused with the stars of the sky. I understand very well, what if I am in trouble? "

"Let you go, you go, so much in case." The old man said.

Seeing that the young man in golden armor couldn't push it, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Master, did the young master really only use it for four years?"

"If you see him, you will understand."

On the hidden mountain, most of the human practitioners attached to the demon clan have fled. Su Tang and Xiao Budian are hovering over the mutant silver locust, dealing with the wounds on the mutant silver locust.

The scorpion's attack was very domineering, and the strange poison was encased in the dark. The mutant silver locust was only one hit, and it seemed to be dying. Fortunately, there was a little bit, and the mutant silver locust was dragged back from the ghost gate.

However, the spiritual power refined in the Lingshu has already consumed seven, seven, eight, eight, and the mental state of the mutant silver locust has regained a little bit, and he keeps crying out of weakness.

Su Tang only got out of this time, went to the scorpion's body, took out the demon yuan, and rummaged for a moment, then searched the scorpion up and down, finally found Zhuang Die, and brought Zhuang Die over.

The mutant silver locust's injury has not healed, and there is no way to hurry up. He can only rest here for a few days.

But Zhuang Die should be poisoned, without any wounds on his body, but he has always been lethargic, and his body is hot and cold, nightmares, and often whispers that others do not understand.

Xiaoding does not detoxify. She can only make the living body glow more vigorously, and then eliminate the toxicity by herself. This is how the mutant silver locust poison is solved.

But Zhuang Die's poison is a little weird. No matter how hard Xiaoding did, there was no way to wake up Zhuangdie. Finally, Su Tang saw that Xiaoding was too hard and stopped Xiaoding.

After two days of rest in Yinshan, after the mutant silver locust fully recovered, Su Tang moved Zhuang Die to the Holy See and it was time to go back.

The demon clan is a full-scale invasion. Although there are only eighteen monsters, human practitioners can use Jiangzhi crucian carp to describe it. They flew all the way. Su Tang did not know how many battles he witnessed.

However, the human practitioners who are subject to the demon clan have obvious tattoos on their bodies, and they are clearly foe and foe. In the case of not delaying the trip very much, Su Tang has repeatedly helped, which can be counted as a living person.

Two days later, the mutated silver locust had flown over the city of Jingtao and flew into the vast sea. After a few hours, the dark moon city was seen in front.

The situation in Darkmoon City is as usual, as if it has not suffered large-scale raids, Su Tang let go of his heart and continued to rush to the evil monarchy.

The Evil Monarch was originally very quiet. Except for the practitioners who occasionally entered the Jedi experience, they could hardly see the figure, but now it has become very lively.

There are people everywhere on the hanging peaks. Gu Suifeng took the initiative to move a lot of ordinary, not very precious herbs to the outside, so that he could grow himself.

In addition to the 108 main peaks corresponding to the evil monarch, all other peaks are inhabited and look lush everywhere.

Su Tang made the mutated silver locust descend, and when his toes had just stepped on the tomb of the evil monarch, there was a sudden shock in the distant sky.

A grisly and terrifying breath struck from afar, circled over the evil monarch's platform, and then disappeared without a trace.

Su Tang was stunned and turned his head to look into the distance where the breath came. On the Suotianling across the thousands of rivers and mountains, an extremely ugly figure stood on the cloud, gazing at the direction of the evil monarchy.

"Master, I'm afraid there is another monster-level monster coming." A young man whispered.

"That's just the disease of the mustard." The man shook his head.

"Master, you ..."

"You can handle these little things yourself." The man smiled: "I ... have my own destiny."

"Master, I don't understand ..." the young man said.

"In a person's life, there can only be one destiny." The man said softly: "The luck of a world can only have one master."

"You mean ..."

"I am the lord of life, and he is also the lord of life." The man said: "Then I and him, only one can continue to live."

"Master, what should we do if the big demon of Yanyun's eighteen veins of the realm come to invade Yunxiao Pavilion?" The young man hurriedly said that although he had enough knowledge, he still could not understand the words of Master. intention.

"Don't Kou join us," said the man. "It's not difficult for them to break through the realm for two or three months in my refining pool. Even if there are a large number of demon clan to commit crimes, you can protect yourself."

"Master, the demon robbery is here, we should give up our previous suspicions and be consistent with the outside world." The young man persuaded: "You also said, this time is the 18th line of Yanyun, there will be more next time. How can you ignore the monsters? "

"That's your business. If you can't even hold the Yunxiao Pavilion, then you will die by yourself." The man seemed indifferent, and then he walked slowly down the mountain.

His pace seemed very stiff, and his child-like legs seemed to be unable to support his body, so every step was difficult.

"Master? Master ..." the young man shouted after a few steps.

The man didn't look back and continued to walk down the mountain.

This is, a strong man turned out from behind the rock and walked to the man with a smile.

The man stretched out his dry hands and touched the strong man's head, then said: "Are you going with me?"

The strong man nodded vigorously and then bent down, as if to carry the man on his back.

"No, I haven't walked the road for many years. Let me take a walk." The man laughed.