Zhuge didn’t smile, raised his hand and pointed, and a purple edge ran through the eyebrows of the woman in black. The woman in black had empty eyes, lost her rise, and fell to the ground feebly.

"Yiyi, I’ll take you to see your grandfather." Zhuge turned around before dawn and shouted at Yiyi.
Yiyi looked around at the bodies on the ground and nodded his head.
Zhuge walked over before dawn, took Yiyi’s small hand and walked toward the front door of Wanmen. But when he walked to the front door of Wanmen, an old man with a white beard stood in their way. The old man turned his back on him, and his figure was somewhat according to the building, but a vast breath flowed out of his body.
"Hey, hey," Zhuge smiled, knowing that it would not be so simple to go out.
He bet that the old man in front of him was the master of the Yuan infant period he had felt before.
"Kill me, ten thousand elders. Do you still want to leave with this girl unharmed?" The old man turned his head, a face of wrinkles, facial features are almost crowded into a piece.
Yiyi seems to have received a surprise, hiding behind Zhuge Liang.
The old man stepped forward, and the momentum of the earth flooded in.
"Boom!"
Zhuge also bursts with strong purple light when he is not bright.
"Purple really yuan?" The old man was surprised to see that Zhuge was not bright, and the true force of purple was the first time he saw it.
In the face of the master of Yuan infant period, Zhuge Bu Liang had to be on guard carefully. It seems that this old man just entered Yuan infant period soon, and he has been ups and downs, hovering between Yuan infant period and bearing baby period. The baby-bearing period is just beginning to coagulate the baby, but it is still not stable.
"kill!"
Zhuge was the first to fight before dawn, and Gu Wu’s Upanishads played forward, and all the space around the old man collapsed.
In the face of such an overbearing attack, even the old man can’t help but change color. His hands are moving strangely, and the same unparalleled momentum is pouring out.
"Boom!"
Centered on two people, strong fluctuations swept away and shattered all the surrounding buildings.
Yiyi’s cultivation at this moment has also been extraordinary. She backed off decisively and appeared hundreds of meters away.
"Boom!"
Zhuge Buliang wrestled with the old man, and in the face of the strong in Yuan infant period, Zhuge Buliang did not leave any cause, and showed all his strength. Gu Wu’s meaning is fierce, and he flies to the old man.
But this old man is, after all, a master of Yuan’s infancy, and his hand is also outstanding. With tough measures, Zhuge’s dim attack was eliminated.
"Hey!"
Zhuge offered a mountain fan before dawn, fanned his shadow and fluttered, and flew out of two mountains to suppress the old man.
"Boom!"
The hot breath filled the air, and the old man’s body was really rolling, and it was like a flame. He raised his hand and hit a blow, just like Vulcan was alive, skyfire was rolling down, and the heat flow of terror spread, and even Zhuge was taken aback and decisively retreated.
"Brush!"
The mountains and rivers are flying, and when the sky shines, it seems that a small world is circulating, and the sky is shrouded. The splendid rivers and mountains fall, and the two are like being in the middle of an inexplicable world. Above the sky, two Phoenix Excalibur were chopped off and chopped at the old man.
"What a magic weapon!" The old man was shocked. At this moment, a scroll of paintings flew out of the old man’s arms. The scroll is unfolded and "Hua La" sounds.
The colorful scroll covered the old man’s body, broke the space and escaped from this small world.
"This painting axis" Zhuge exclaimed without light. He knew that this painting axis was brought out from the underground tomb by him and Yiyi.
At the moment when the painting axis appeared, not far away, Yiyi’s eyes became dead.
"Hua!"
The painting axis is unfolded, colorful and colorful, and the beams of light are bound to Zhuge.
The mountain fan was suspended above Zhuge’s dim head, and two Phoenix Excalibur were chopped off and cut toward the colorful painting axis.
"Hoo!"
In the scroll, it seems that there is a graceful figure floating and dancing, where the silk floats, sweeping out several horrible divine lights and brushing at Zhuge.