As the Taoist of the Taoist of the Emperor of the Vias family, the tribe of the Vias family really knows where the Froor Palace is located.

Nuoya has once again become Ye Fan's leader.

However, it is different from the last time I was forced to lead the way.

This time Nuoya voluntarily helped Ye Fan.

Ye Fan does not like to owe others.

As a thank you for Nuoya, Ye Fan asked those masters to treat Nuoya's father.

"elder sister.."

"We, just ... are you going to die?"

On the other side, the corpse is horizontal.

In Yin Hong's blood, Sister Kane and brother were lying there, and they couldn't move.

Their uncle is dead.

In the previous war, the vigor of the scattered, cut off the neck of the sister and the uncle, the two uncle's neck.

The rolled head is next to this sister.

Kane has no strength.

Even the strength of breathing is gone.

The corner of the mouth flowed down, and Yu Guang at the corner of the eyes looked at the sister Weini next to him.

"No ... no ..."

"Kane, I ... we won't die ..."

Winnie's situation is worse than Kane.

But she trembled and still comforted her brother.

"Sister, I ... I'm so tired ..."

Kane couldn't hold it anymore, and his eyes closed slowly.

Wen Ni stretched out his hand and wanted to catch his brother.

However, it is useless.

If they lose too much blood, where can there be any effort to make any movements.

She could only watch it open, and her brother stepped into death.

Tears, unconsciously came out.

Just when the siblings were desperate, a thin figure quietly appeared.

"With me, he can't die."

The faint words sounded quietly.

Wen Ni carried his eyelids and looked up hard.

I saw there, the man stood lightly.

He is handsome, his body is straight.

It's like, in the world, the immortal, murmured, majestic.

The fact is true.

Now Ye Fan, in Wenni's heart, what is the difference with the immortal?

Not only letting people die, but also life!

She was ridiculous before, and looked down on Ye Fan.

But now, in fact, she is the insignificant person.

Because of the smallness, he didn't care about his offense.

After stabilizing their injuries, Ye Fan did not stay in this time, and immediately took Nuya to the air.

Looking at Ye Fanyuan's back, everyone here trembled.

Deep in the heart, all are endless.

Cross the void, majestic.

Maybe, this is the real immortal, right?

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The Fro -Palace, as a symbol of the Indian martial arts, is located in the hinterland of Dashan.

As one of the oldest martial arts forces, there are many legends of Froor Palace.

Some people say that the Froor Palace is a one separated from Buddhism thousands of years ago.

Some people also say that the first generation of the Froor Palace Rakshasa, once Sakyamuni sat down to the big disciple.

Later, because of the inconsistency of the Buddhist concept, he rebelled out Buddhism, and established his own portal.

Since then, the Fero Palace opened the sect!

And now thousands of years have passed.

The Fro -Palace has embarked on a path that is completely different from the Buddhist concept.

Buddhism rebuilds and cultivates, compassionate, and glory.

However, the Folo Palace is Shang Wuzun Qiang, advocates strength, and competes for fame.

It is also the admiration and pursuit of power that makes the Froor Palace a martial arts sacred place in the hearts of the Indian warrior, and it has become the power of power of this country!

At this point, it was early morning.

Wanzhangxia Guangpu, this temple on the top of the mountains reflects the morning light, golden brilliant.

Inside the palace, quiet as usual.

Gongmen disciples who got up early cleaned the leaves in front of the court.

A few squirrels climbed up the treetops to eat pine nuts.

The breeze is gently, and the green coniferous sands and sand sound.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door.

I saw a shirt and dense hair, as if the savage, appeared before the palace here.

"stop!"

"Who are you?"

"How come it?"

"Flor Palace Holy Land, you are also a beggar?"

"If you don't want to die, you don't roll down the mountain!"

Seeing the savage in front of him when he was on duty, he stopped his way and reprimanded it.

Facing blocking.

The man didn't speak, he just raised his head and looked at it.

Then, the palms that were raised, stepped on the ground.

boom!

That noise made the mountain shook.

The entire Fluo Palace, no, even the mountains, all trembling.

The palace disciples in front of them were even more severely damaged. They were hit by the intangible energy that was scattered.

The ribs collapsed.

Between blood and vomiting, fly out 100 meters directly.

After cleaning up these obstacles, the man stepped into the Fero Palace.

After many years, I walked into this land again.

Men are complicated.

He raised his head, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands opened his hand and hugged the world, and greedily breathed the air here.

The intoxicating look is like a traveler who returns to his hometown.

"The tree is tall tall, and the leaves are rooted."

"Sixty years."
To be continued...