Luo Changfeng is on the left side of the order to the north, there is the dean of the academy Li Xingyun with the body of the King Kong Buddha, the one-armed swordsman who is leaving, there are the six-character Taoist masters of the academy such as Yingtian, Yi Hongniang, Qiu Yinong, etc., there are the new demon emperor Lin'er, the demon clan Taifu and more than a dozen great demons of Jueyunling, there are the little sage Wang Tingji of Qingshenshan pen and knife scholars, there are the old men who break the family and the dry mound guarding the door, and there is the Tiannan Alliance headed by Yu Yilan, the head of the Yu family......

Similarly, Liancheng Jue and Luo Changfeng stood side by side. Next to his right side is the Loulan monarch of one person and one country in Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, Xiao Beilian, the lord of the rivers and lakes, the lonely city in Qianzhang is closed, there is the heart of the qin sword and the courage of Gao Mu Yao, there are six surnames and ten valves in Wang Ao Laozu and Liu Song two valves, there are burly giant spirits, there is Xiao Tianyin, who is not good-looking, there is a wooden evil monarch with red clothes and red hair pinned to peach blossoms, there is Xiao Wu who looks like a teenager, there are Dugu Wanqian with arms and chains like a giant sword carrying the Tibetan Blade, there are greedy wolves with cloud swords, there are little junior brothers in disguise, and there are weak sons Ye Xichao......

The goddess dragon Ouyang Qingxu walked out, walked to the center of the slashing immortal platform, saluted Luo Changfeng and Liancheng Jue and the powerhouses of all the families, and said simply and directly: "Please?"

Luo Changfeng and Liancheng Jue looked at each other, and then returned the salute: "Please!"

The goddess dragon released her cultivation, and her clothes fluttered, and it turned out to be the middle realm of the catastrophe. I saw his hands pinching the seal, and wisps of green gossamer flowed out from between his fingers, and then swam around along the edge of the slashing platform.

All the powerhouses on the top of the Emperor's Mausoleum seemed to be in some unique realm of Ouyang Qingxu at this moment, and they were not affected, but they clearly felt extremely mysterious. Because the wind was still in sight, the snow melted, and the empty Chosendai gradually receded, and was replaced by a series of mountain and water barriers like ink.

In less than ten moments, the emperor's mausoleum at the foot completely completed the reversal of the landscape and the movement of the stars.

Luo Changfeng looked around, and saw that there was a riverside stream in front of him rushing from east to west, forming a silver waterfall on the cliff side and cascading thousands of feet, not knowing where it landed at the foot of the mountain. There are towering forests growing in a disorderly manner on the left and right, cliffs and hills and ravines, such as green grass all over the rivers and streams. Behind him and farther ahead, ruins and dilapidated houses can be seen faintly.

He closed his eyes and listened attentively, listening to the waterfall hitting the rocks, silently counting one, two, three, four......

Lian Chengjue looked at the white-clothed emperor holding a fan on the other side of the river and said, "I heard that five hundred years ago, in the battle of the Two Realms Mountain, the Thirteen Punishment Generals joined forces to ambush Bai Zhiqiu, who was fighting with the Star Picking Sword Saint. At that time, the goddess of the Ouyang family, Long Duo, was only a cultivator in the lower realm, but she forcibly blocked Bai Zhiqiu, who was holding the famous sword of killing Heavenly Sin, with a sword, with a landscape scroll called 'By the mountains and rivers, strange people's. Before the Wind Thunder Wing shocked the world, it occupied the eighth position on the Divine Weapon List, which was slightly higher than my Tiandong Temple. ”

Emperor Wu's tears were slightly light

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Standing by the riverside stream, Ouyang Qing, the goddess of Liancheng Jue, Xu Xu took away the majestic qi and machine cultivation around her body, restored her original appearance, and replied: "I can't hide it. Back then, the ancestors relied on the protection of the divine soldiers, although they resisted the sword of the Holy Ancestor, but they also paid a heavy price. Not to mention the damage to the Great Dao of Cultivation Foundation, the people on this scroll were also burned into ashes by the Heavenly Sin Sword Fire, and all the spirit beasts and birds were cut off from life, leaving only the shocking ruins of the shocking ruins to bathe in the spring breeze for a hundred years before recovering to their current appearance. ”

Luo Changfeng didn't know when he opened his eyes, staring at the shallow river in front of him in a daze.

Listening to the sound of the waterfall, he concluded that this landscape has a total of eight high and low, like the scene of the Huanhua washing sword seen in Kunlun back then, and it seems to be quite similar to the Sheji mountain and river map of the nine-fold landscape. And where he and the world's heroes are at this moment is the highest weight of the eightfold landscape.

He boldly guessed that the river and waterfall in front of him were left by the sword of Heavenly Sin back then. Only the Famous Sword Heavenly Sin, which existed in the form of sixteen fragments of the sword body, could cause such sword marks of different heights and powers. If this is the case, Bai Zhiqiu's sword five hundred years ago may not be fully exerted. After all, there are only eight layers of mountains and rivers here, which means that Bai Zhiqiu was outnumbered at that time, and he still divided his mind to control the remaining eight Heavenly Sin Sword Bodies to deal with the Star Picking Sword Saint with the Seven Star Long Yuan in hand?

Thinking of the demon giant in the past who carried a sword to kill the outer heaven and is now a saint in the world, Luo Changfeng was sincerely impressed.

Yu Yilan, the head of the Yu family, who is not uncommon for so-called divine weapons or priceless precious objects, spat in the river: "It's just a half-waste picture scroll of the people next to the mountains and rivers, and it should be the eighth divine soldier in the past?

The goddess dragon Ouyang Qingxu said with a smile: "The scroll really can't be compared with that year!, however, after all, I'm not a divine introduction saint of the realm of Master Bai, right?"

The old father-in-law of Jiang Manlou, the lord of the mountain, glared at him, and was about to speak, but was preempted by Wang Ao, the ancestor of the Wang family...... Phew, it's better to live than to die!

The goddess dragon's smile was still there, but her eyes were getting cold.

The Song family, the old rival of the Wang family with the six surnames and ten valves in Tianbei, attended the Tianxia meeting was an old ancestor of more than 800 years old, named Song Lianzi. It is said that when he was young, he admired Wang Ao, who was slightly older, but the age difference was only dozens of years old. After all, when Wang Ao was young, he was also a well-known figure in the Tianbei and Earth Realms.

Song Lianzi, who was already dying, was on a snake-headed cane, and for no reason she answered: "I look at the hanging." ”

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The young girl who admired herself and couldn't ask for it questioned it, especially the power of the sword, how could Wang Ao Old Ancestor swallow this breath? If she didn't agree with her, she would untie her belt and give everyone in the world an insight into it.

The one who spoke out in time to stop it was the monarch of Loulan who had one person and one country.

The monarch who had lived in Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain for a long time said: "Senior Wang misunderstood the meaning of Granny Song's words. ”

With quite appreciative eyes, he glanced at the monarch Loulan, who usually didn't care much about it, and Wang Ao Ancestor, who had lived for thousands of years, naturally slipped down the pole: "What do you say?"

Shaking the wine jug in his hand, the Loulan monarch, who looked drunk and didn't care, said: "Whether you want to come to Granny Song or the head of the Yu family, the worries are the same as those of the younger generation." This landscape scroll has been repaired for 500 years, and since it cannot be restored to its peak, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes in the seven contentions. ”

"At that time, you will accidentally break the scroll in a fierce battle, and all of you will fall on the top of the Emperor's Mausoleum with a knife, a sword, a fist and a kick, destroying our alliance leader's own ancestral tomb? Let's not say thank you to Dade, and we can't let the ancestral grave of the owner smoke, right?"

Wang Ao Ancestor became more and more appreciative, stroking his beard and laughing.

The handsome face of the Loulan monarch showed a slight smile, his fingertips were round, and he drew a circle in the void very casually, and a pocket flying sword appeared out of thin air.

Monarch Loulan poured his head and took a sip of wine, and the flying sword roared away and flew head-on. Everywhere I passed, the sky was cut and the snow drifted in the world.

It was as if the Loulan monarch had casually moved the dark snow-capped mountain of Qinghai Changyun to the sky of the landscape scroll, making the sky here gradually darken, and the snowflakes covered the green mountains.

For this reason, Luo Changfeng, Lian Chengjue, Li Xingyun and others bowed to the lonely monarch Lou Lanqi. Xie Qi has done his best to fight for seven times today......

The self-proclaimed emperor under the sky and above the world did not stop this. Choosing a favorable location, you have to let those people on the other side of the river take advantage of the time.

What's more, in the current situation, the goddess dragon 'by the mountains and rivers, Mo Shang's scroll is the ground, and the Loulan monarch moved to Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain as the sky, and the two sides hold heaven and earth, and compete for the common master between heaven and earth, which happens to be fair.

After Monarch Loulan withdrew the pocket flying sword, Emperor Wu walked out with a fan and walked to the edge of the river.

Ouyang Qingxu silently retreated behind him.

Emperor Wu tearfully bowed to the riverside: "Then, please?"

Then, in countless sights, he took the lead along the sevenfold mountain water downstream of the river waterfall. It turned out that in the battle of the Seven Battles, this Tearless Alliance Lord actually wanted to fight that battle in person.

Looking at the other side of the river, who can be its opponent?