Xiao Yu Hua ku laughed. "Kuye understood what he said this time …"

Sirius True King Realm Xiao Yu Hua Ku does not understand.
However, Sun Hao has already said, "It’s true that Qingyun Dojo is established, but now he lacks a essence that can be truly inherited from generation to generation, that is, the spiritual essence. Just now, I also wondered what kind of spirit and essence we should give him in Qingyun to reflect my Qingyun core?"
Before the monks could give their own answers, Sun Hao had already said, "At the moment of the death of their loved ones, their hearts were more choked with sorrow. At that moment, Sun Hao suddenly realized that the purpose of our monks’ practice is to be a fairy, that is, to change their lives and grow up."
Speak Sun Haoshen began to appear faint Zhantiandou imposing manner.
And XuanYuanGong head true female sword is also a sword sound gently as if with Sun Hao echoed at a distance.
Zhi Zhen Jun slowly got up and said in his mouth, "agarwood is right. My monks will change their lives when they fight against the sky …"
Say that finish too b cloud show a pendulum body also emitted an imposing manner to follow Corleone together.
A small fire opened its mouth and spat out a small fan. Holding a small claw and fanning it in the middle, there was a surge of fighting spirit and it was integrated into Sun Haoshen.
Fang Tu Qing Yun Men He Yuan Ying Zhen Jun, look at me, let me see when you are about to get up and go along.
The lights on the easy road in the ceremonial friar’s phalanx haha laughed and stood up and flashed again. It has already appeared around Sun Hao’s mouth. Lang said, "Aquilaria, you and I are rushing into the burial day market to repair the talisman, and we will fight against the sky and fight against the sky. Today, we will try our best together …"
Speaking back, I remembered that my blood was boiling and I was buried in the Yi Road of the Tianxu Market. The momentum of the lights was booming and the fighting spirit poured into Sun Hao’s heroic field.
Sun Hao’s heart moved with an open mind, and the ape instantly sensed the light of Yilu. I couldn’t help but think of the dragon mirror looking at the light of Yilu. I said that it was a pure heart and laughed. "Good army, true gentleman, you and I will fight side by side …"
Speaking, the right hand stretched out and the golden bucket stick appeared.
Fight day stick oblique to a finger Sun Hao looked in Qingyun Dojo mouth lang said, "Our monks will fight for the rest of their lives, even if the future is thorny, even if it is a narrow escape, if anyone blocks me, there is only World War I …"
The momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and the fighting spirit is pouring out of the body and foaming at the mouth.
The lights around Yilu, Xuanyuanhong and Zhizhenjun are all small fires. Sun Hao’s fighting spirit stimulates his hair to fly, and his fighting spirit is higher than high spirits.
Sun Haolang said, "Today, Qingyun Dojo has won the battle …"
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Chapter DiYiErQi Battle Temple Three
At this time, Sun Haopiao held a long golden stick in his half hand, handsome and full of youthful hair, and the momentum of Zhantian Dou became more and more prosperous.
And the monks around him are also influenced by him, and the momentum is rising.
The arm is full of charm; The two men set up their own positions and the momentum rose to the sky, echoing Sun Yao.
Brother Yuan Ying, a Qingyun Gate, also turned around and emerged in vain, not the same, or made public or gathered fighting spirit and integrated into Sun Hao’s momentum.
Sun Hao’s fighting spirit has been blessed by Yuan Ying Zhen Jun, and it is another flourishing.
Fighting between heaven and earth is a kind of spirit.
A fighting spirit
At the level of Yuan Ying Zhen Jun, most of them have some research on the momentum, and they have some fighting consciousness in the long-term practice, but everyone is not short of fighting spirit.
It’s not weak to come together.
At this moment, there are quite a few real gentlemen attending the ceremony at the scene, but it is rare to jump out to help them directly like Yi Lu Deng. This is the Qingyun Gate family friendship, so they can’t get involved. Secondly, everyone has their own clan and represents their own interests. Although they have personal relationships with Sun Hao, it is not easy to get involved.
It’s better for Qingyun Gate to do this kind of thing himself.
Xiao Yu Hua ku took a look at his grandfather and found that he was indifferent and couldn’t help but make a mouth at him. "You are too unkind."
Xiaoyu Feitian felt bitterly and stared at this little grandson.
Fang 100,000 Godsworn phalanx, the new peak master of traditional Chinese medicine Shengfeng, came out with a clear voice. "My young teacher Sun Hao debuted as a disciple of Aoki’s last clan, and his name was unknown. However, Junshan will hunt for the first time and start a strange life …"
Sun Hao, armed with a bucket stick, was bursting with momentum. When he heard the sound of Wu Xian Lang, his heart could not help but move slightly.
Look at yourself. What do these three brothers have to say?
Wu Xianlang’s body has no looseness at all. At this time, his flesh is immersed in the floating medicine. The predecessor of Shengfeng has a holy and solemn brilliance. Although Fang Yunhai, the main peak of Qingyun, his body also has a faint momentum.
Looking up at Sun Haowu with his hands on his back, he sang all over the sea of clouds in Qingyun War. "In that year, the sparrow opened my division and pressed the five elements to seal the monk’s secret realm, calling the king a disciple of Caiyun; That year, in the first world war in Ganguling, I was a great teacher, and I made great efforts to cut the three titles of the five elements of the devil Sect. I climbed Wang Zhuji to cut the elixir and escaped in the hands of the great power in the later period of the elixir … "
Wu Xian Lang’s voice is getting higher and higher, but his body momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
Around him, those monks who fought with Sun Hao in those years, such as Xia An’s sister Bowen, Song Xiaoli Yunziyan, and other monks, gradually rallied and threw themselves at Sun Hao at a distance.
Wu Xianlang complained that "in that year, my teacher Sun Hao went out and returned to Zhuji. Then he was defeated. A senior brother made a purple pattern in public; That year, on the outskirts of Aoki, my division tried to cut the five elements of the elixir and later promoted me to Qingyun Wei; In that year, my teacher went out of Nanyang … In that year, my teacher recruited heroes to see the heroes rush into the narrow escape and bury the day market … Yang Hehe’s fame in the mainland ranks among the fairy classes … "
Brother Qingyun felt a surge of blood as Wu Lang Lang drank 100,000 yuan, as if he had seen the bodhi old zu Chen Xiang, the ancestor of Zongmen, rise from a last-rate Zongmen step by step and climb the peak step by step, which made him famous in the world.
My heart is surging and my blood is boiling.
Many monks have a feeling that they need to yell at each other.
Wu Xian’s voice is getting higher and higher. "I’m Qingyun, my blood is never cold, and my fighting spirit is never lacking. Today, I’m following my teacher to build Qingyun Dojo. Now the Dojo needs fighting spirit. Qingyun needs spirit. I believe Qingyun spirit is not just the spirit of my teacher, but my brother Qingyun and my elite. Tell me what we should do?"
Xiao Yu Hua Ku in the ceremonial phalanx blurted out, "He’s a bloody man …" Then he quickly flew past the Qingyun phalanx with his flying sword.
Xiao Yu flew around and looked quickly and said, "This little brother should be registered with Daewoo …"
Wu Xianlang plays the sword and sings loudly, "The yellow sand and the north wind are beating drums and flags; The bonfire rushed to the big day and the soldiers were angry. Hong Chen friends fought and fought … "
Inspired by Xiao Yu Hua Ku, hundreds of brothers Qingyun led Qi Qi to cheer "War, War …"
In the large array of five elements, strong fighting spirit was mobilized and rushed into the clouds, and Sun Hao’s momentum circle echoed Sun Hao from afar.
Corleone’s eyes flashed a fine mans, and Wu Xian Lang nodded slightly at a distance, and then roared upwards. "Please join me in building Qingyun Dojo …"
Hands bucket day stick slowly lifted up when talking, pointing to the center like a flying saucer Qingyun Dojo.
The body embodies the imposing manner and fighting spirit of thousands of monks and swarms into the bucket stick.
The golden light of the bucket stick rushed out a foot forward and Xu Changjin pointed to the UFO Dojo.
Sun Hao stepped on his mouth in one leg and drank a long drink. "One hundred thousand Qingyun Zhi Qingyun Dojo fought and fought when I was immortal and immortal. Go and drink for me forever …"
Drink a Sun Hao’s bucket stick and fly up with it. It’s a little bit local. The thick root at the tip of the inverted peak connects the flying saucer with the main peak column of Qingyun.
A stick in the middle column is scattered like tofu residue
Dust is flying in all directions.
The column was broken at one point.
The flying saucer suddenly lost its support, and the main peak of Qingyun was shaken.
Sun Hao’s mouth lang said, "The Dojo column only has a fighting spirit, and the Dojo will fight forever …"
Brother Fang Hundreds of Qingyun followed Sun Hao and shouted, "War, war …"
Sun Haoting set up a flying saucer bucket stick instead of the top of the column, and the flying saucer gradually stabilized
Then Sun Haoshen rallied and the poor fighting spirit poured into the flying saucer like a tide through the bucket stick. The whole flying saucer Dojo suddenly shook the yellow halo, adding a different quality.
The whole Dojo seems to be alive and vivid. Many monks can feel a strange momentum from the Dojo.
Sun Haoting stood up in Qingyun Dojo, and the agarwood sword appeared in front of him, playing the sword like Wu Idle Lang and singing loudly, "The yellow sand and the north wind started to fight with flags; The bonfire rushed to the big day and the soldiers were angry. Hong Chen friends fought and fought … "
The agarwood sword sings softly
The true female sword sings softly.
Taiyi Cloud Exhibits Yangbao Fan … All kinds of Godsworn’s magic weapons sing together. Friar Fang’s accompanying and huge fighting spirit still hold up the Dojo after seeing Sun Haodian wearing Optimus Prime, forming a fighting spirit and spirit to gather again and flock to Sun Hao.
Sun Hao fights with the golden light of the sky stick and shoots the whole UFO Dojo again, and it is incredibly that the golden light of the sky stick flies up again, flying more than half a foot.
Sun Hao ha ha lang Xiao "Fighting thousands of miles a year, fighting spirit, golden light, eternal light …"
After that, the bucket stick was slowly put away, and the Qingyun Dojo left a golden light alone. Only the ordinary monk’s arm was about three feet thick and the golden light topped the peak.
Sun Hao haha Lang Xiao continued to "fight for a thousand miles and a year, and the golden light will not extinguish this second light for a thousand years …"
Another golden light emerged from the bucket stick, and the peak was sharp.
Sun Hao, haha, Lang Xiao, continue.
The third way and the fourth way … A total of nine golden lights rushed out from the bucket stick one by one and topped the peak.
Nine golden lights return to their places. Sun Hao, Lang Xiao, holding the bucket stick and stepping on the aloes sword, suddenly appeared around Xuanyuanhong. He bowed slightly around the bucket stick and said, "Thank you Taoist friends for helping me. Nine golden lights can protect my Qingyun Dojo for nine thousand years. Remember that the fighting spirit will never die …"
Chapter DiYiErEr Battle Tiangong 4