The direction of the three people is quite neat, as if it were a center and three cutting lines.

"This friend, you didn’t fall too fast, did you?" Yang Jian also came to the rescue, but it turned out to be a fall?
"This seven-color god feather … is a bit odd." Lin Chong felt that this god feather seemed to shut him down in a’ sui generis’ forbidden place, and everything in heaven and earth was cut off from nature, so he could help.
This sense of "forbidden" has reached the conceptual level.
Even the high vision has been recruited.
Be sealed
"Big bird? Big bird? " Yang Jian’s name seems to be Xuanpeng. "This Swiss high-powered avatar seems to be killing me. Do you have any ideas?"
"… and I" XuanPeng a feeling of tightness in the sentence.
"You are both soldiers. When you encounter spells, you will definitely be kites." Lin Chong concluded.
Yes, don’t look at Xuanpeng, who punched Liu Zongtian, and Yang Jian, the Lord of Liu Zongtian, who was very fierce. Cutting the golden fairy head is like chopping melons and vegetables, but only two soldiers have met Qing Luan, so the pure method must suffer.
"I listen to your voice how so familiar …" Xuanpeng stiff neck can’t turn around, but his hearing is very sensitive and his memory can’t help but feel a little familiar.
"Long time no see, Dapeng King," said Lin Chong.
"Fairy!" XuanPeng this surprised serious "how do you this? ! Aren’t you conquering countries to unify the heaven of life? ！”
"I haven’t … who says?" Lin chong was bored.
"All countries in the life heaven have visited and said that if you have a word, you will split tall and powerful … all countries regard you as a menace." Xuanpeng replied that it is true to look at Yang Jian at the same time, isn’t it?
"Ah? Are you the immortal emperor of Vientiane who has no toilet in heaven? " Yang Jian also recognized Lin Chong not because of his appearance, but because Xuanpeng discussed Vientiane Xiandi.
"It’s much better than the toilet …" Lin was a little depressed.
Three people are chatting.
Suddenly feel the scene changes in front of me.
After more than a thousand skylights, the horse will collapse, and the teahouse will disappear like a mirror. The three of them are lying side by side on the jade floor of the main hall, wearing colorful clouds and looking down at them.
There are many Jin Xian and God around, including the snake-headed God Liu Yang Wang, who was beaten away by Xuanpeng. A huge black eye socket is Xuanpengjie.
"Kill them!" Liu Yangwang said
"Yang Jian was killed by the state of Jin." A rat-headed god shook his head.
"Then kill this!" King Liuyang pointed to Xuanpeng.
"Look at his luck, the western countries are closely linked. If he is beheaded, I’m afraid it will lead to war between the two countries." Rat-head God said again
"This can’t kill that can’t kill the gray patriarch. Where do you put our high face?" Then another hedgehog-headed god appeared in Lin Chong’s sight.
Lin Chongjue seemed to see a small zoo or the northeast at this moment …
"Oh, I know ~" Lin Chong’s doubts suddenly came to light.
He remembered where the five inheritors of Hu, Liu, Grey, Bai and Huang came from.
Isn’t this the five family immortals in Northeast China?
Tao Juntian Gao is a Northeast Silver?
"Liu Xian, Grey Xian, Bai Xian" Lin Chong looked at the snake-headed God, the mouse-headed God and the hedgehog-headed God and asked "Qingluan, do you still have foxes and weasels here?"
Familiar with a’ qingluan’ called qingluan high heart quiver.
"How dare you call it by name!" The snake head and the hedgehog head shouted at the same time.
"You go back" Qingluan waved his hand first, and then looked at Lin Chong lying flat in confusion, getting more and more familiar with her. She reached out and recruited Lin Chong’s face masked towel and faded into shape.
After all, the mask is hidden in front of Bao Gao.
Lin Chong’s face was revealed before Qingluan.