Friar Qi Qi bowed down to Lang and said, "Congratulations, Lord Aquilaria, congratulations on the successful ascent of Lord Aquilaria."
Corleone smiled and looked up at the height with his head held high behind his hands.
There is no magical change in the clouds with Sun Hao’s head held high.
The sudden appearance of colorful clouds in the blue sky seems to have set up a seven-color Hongqiao hanging from the high sky, and Sun Hao was connected to the platform in front of him like a thoroughfare.
Colorful clouds and butterflies are flying, and hundreds of birds take off and Yue Xian plays together.
There seems to be a variety of fairies on both sides of Hongqiao. As Yue Xian danced happily, the dance was light and the fairy spirit came to my face.
Fairy’s life is full of colorful light and rain.
Light and rain are floating, while clouds are steaming.
The sun is spectacular and the sun is shining.
Ungodly, the friar of the ceremony, knelt down and felt a surge of four words in his heart: "Raise the clouds and soar."
Not the kui is a rosy cloud soaring.
The glow of the sun rises and aloes soar.
With his hands on his back, his body trembled slightly, and the streamlined agarwood sword appeared. Sun Hao flew along Hongqiao Ran Ran with his feet.
Hongqiao is not a hundred feet wide.
Baizhang Hongqiao Fairy is light and celebrates with the singing of fairy birds.
The shape of Hongqiao is a road leading to the actual bridge, and Sun Hao can already feel the great obstacle from Hongqiao.
Fairy birds and even Yue Xian are the blessings of this world to Sun Hao, and it is also the test and barrier for Sun Hao from this world.
If Sun Hao can’t wear it, then they will become the embodiment of heaven and earth and annihilate Sun Hao in Hongqiao.
With his hands and his clothes rustling, Sun Hao rose slowly and unhurriedly.
Hongqiao is like a carpet. Sun Hao automatically rolls up a section every time he walks.
Sun Hao’s speed seems to be not fast, but the carpet rolling speed shows that the real speed of Aquilaria sinensis’s soaring is amazing.
The carpet quickly rolled up to the distant heights.
As the long road gets narrower and narrower, even in the eyes of Brother Yuan Ying, it’s nothing but a cup of tea, kung fu and aloes. Adults have become a small black spot.
Adult agarwood has rushed into the sky for nine days, and the monks have never reached the height.
The spacious Hongqiao has turned into a seven-color line, and the only constant is that the sky is still cloudy and sunny.
The monk who had practiced special pupil technique suddenly found that the agarwood sword had been transferred from his feet to his head, and a golden stick had appeared in the hand of the agarwood adult.
I don’t know how far it is high, but the sky suddenly came, and Lord Aquilaria drank "a sword to break the sky and fly away;" It’s hard for Wan Li to meet Chang ‘e … Give me a break … "
High as if next to the sun suddenly burst into harsh golden light.
All monks deeply felt that the whole continent and the whole world seemed to be violently shaken. An unknown pain flooded every monk’s heart, but those women who had given birth did not suddenly feel familiar.
A huge crack in the blue sky revealed a deep blue and silence inside, which was deeper and farther than the deep night.
When the time flashed, the light suddenly rushed in and rushed into the deep blue and silence, and the glow poured into the sky like a flood.
The huge cracks slowly returned to calm with the influx of Xiaguang.
The earth was quiet and quiet, and bowed down and cheered loudly, "I am ready to send the master to soar successfully."
All the monks in the earth suddenly realized that Qi Qi cheered loudly, "Please send the agarwood adults to send the agarwood adults."
When all the monks were prostrate, they didn’t find a few black spots in several directions of the earth, and they rushed in quickly before the cracks were closed.
Among all the monks, Xuanyuan Xiaolong found something wrong in one leng, but he didn’t find anything when he looked carefully.
Creeping Xuanyuan Xiaolong shook his head and threw aside the doubts. He was happy to think that "his grandmother crushed her first two mountains and finally left. From then on, she became the king of heaven, the first and the second, and the good life finally began from now on …"
But after kneeling for a while, I felt a little bit wrong in my heart.
Fueling blood hermetic slightly induced a Xuanyuan small longteng jumped up and blurted out, "Damn Torre, what did you leave me a few siblings? I haven’t regarded this mountain king as a head of children …" ~ ~
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