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Looking at the candle dragon fighting the fire phoenix in the sky where the snowflakes are falling, the blood is surging, the body has been demonized, and the golden-red lin'er on the arm does not seem to have any intention of participating.

In order to repay Yan Nanfei for saving him for a while, he was invited to guard the Green Canyon, and he has great confidence in his sister Huang'er. Not to mention that the candle dragon is just an illusion of a drop of residual essence blood that summons souls through the fire lamp, even if the ancient candle dragon appears, it may not be able to suppress the sister who has the pure blood of the divine beast phoenix and transforms into the body.

Therefore, Lin'er stayed motionless in front of the green canyon, like a snowman naturally piled up by the wind and snow.

This is the innate pride of the future lord of the Tiannan Jueyunling Demon Clan's noble blood flowing in his and his sister's body.

But he forgot one thing after all.

The mysterious military master of the Seven Nations Alliance is Jun Zeyu in the world, who has inherited the Eight Hundred Sects and Nine Star Heavenly Machines of Tiandong.

A person who was able to take precautions and began to plan to capture the Great Yanqing Canyon as early as when the Tanyuan Alliance was established in the Seven Prefectures Domain, how could he not know that the candle dragon summoned by the fire lamp had a bit of the power of an ancient divine beast? Even the fire candle dragon barely dragged the fire phoenix, and Jun Zeyu, who had no last resort, would definitely not leave out this loyal and honest young man of the demon clan.

In the lonely camp guarded by the 50,000 Weiyang Army, thirty-six disciples from the Xuanyin Mountain of the Eight Hundred Sects in Tiandong did not succeed in retreating. The magic pen with an obviously pale face is still walking on the dragon snake in the pen Zhou Tian.

The pen is not writing anything, but drawing.

He's still painting.

The second picture of the god and demon beast drawn by Zhou Tian is an ancient demon beast with a hideous face.

He didn't rush to put his eyes on it, so he began to make the third picture of the god and demon beast in a row, which was a singing snake with four wings and a length of dozens of zhang.

At this moment, Zhou Tian had already begun to cough up blood.

His blood splashed on the painting, so he simply dipped it in the blood in his heart and continued to write.

The fourth picture of a god and demon beast is a vermilion with a white head and red feet and sharp hair.

Zhou Tian, who was almost fainting to death, dropped the lifelike pen with the support of his peers, and popped out three drops of the blood of the gods and monsters who didn't know where the military advisor got it one after another.

"Raccoon. ”

"Snake Song. ”

"Zhu is tired. ”

His voice was weak and somewhat hoarse.

That's a sign of a very serious damage to the senses.

He called three names, popped out three drops of blood from his fingers, and fainted.

In the lonely camp, three ancient demonic beasts awakened at the same time and awakened from the painting.

That ancient bloody atmosphere and coercion made the hearts of the countless soldiers of the 50,000 Weiyang Army around them palpitate.

The three beasts of regret were roaring.

The snow-colored world outside the Green Canyon suddenly trembled.

The ten thousand demon tides in the valley could no longer lie on their stomachs in peace, and they were more afraid of these beasts that could swallow them up with their mouths open than they did for the candle dragon and the phoenix.

Countless rocks in the valley rolled down, countless trees were broken, and the ten thousand demon tides collapsed one after another.

In the lonely camp, the four-winged snake flies into the sky.

The military formation of the Weiyang Army was torn out of a hole. The two fierce beasts of the world, the Raccoon and the Zhu Yan, ran in the snow-covered wasteland, and ran towards the completely transformed fire unicorn......

Three figures entered the green canyon silently.

Unlike those outside who are shaking and shaking, but in fact they are small fights, these elusive three people are the real reliance on the siege of Qingxia Pass.

They are undoubtedly strong men, three strong men from the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong.

The Eight Hundred Sects of the Twelve Star Rivers in Tiandong fell into the world, three stars in the world, the Heavenly Lone Star, the Tianwei Star and the Heavenly Phantom Star.

The three Heavenly Stars stood side by side outside the Qingxia Guancheng Tower hidden in the deep valley, and they looked ahead and saw the six distinctive figures.

A beneficial, skinny man with a miserable complexion.

A green vine dressed in green and a fox.

In the heavy snow, there are old men who play chess, and beggars who like to lie down and drink wine because of the snow.

When the beggar drank, his eyes were always fixed on the mute who was half-leaning on the tower, and who could not finish his nails with a dagger.

It was the six great quicksand of the Imperial League.

At the beginning, after the statue of the god came out of the east of the sky, and after the Bodhi Academy was destroyed by the twelve stars of the heavens and returned, it was blocked by the nine quicksands of the Imperial League.

After that time, there were no more statues of gods in the temples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong.

Of course, the Twelve Stars of the Heavenly Heavens, including the Nine Star Heavenly Machine, would not think that the Holy Lord had fallen into the hands of the Emperor Yutian. But in any case, the hatred between the Imperial Alliance and the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong has been an unsolvable knot since then.

The so-called dead knot is not a marriage between the Shen family and the Ninth Star River that can be resolved.

The so-called dead knot can only be solved without dying.

It's really providential.

"We met on a narrow road. ”

The Heavenly Phantom Star at the end of the Twelve Stars of the Heavens thought like this.

His figure was gone.

......

I don't know how long I have been in the fantasy of the mill chess game, and how long I have been trapped.

He only knows that in this vast field, from the beginning of spring to the valley rain, from the valley rain to the summer full, from the summer to the autumn ripe, from the autumn ripe to the big and small snow cold.

It seems to be an annual ring, once spring and autumn.

However, he did not come to the end of the road.

Because on this road, he only met and killed ten sword-lifting gray armors, and each gray armor made him fight with all his strength to fight a thousand and twenty-four sword moves to be killed.

It's a pity that he got ten powerful swords, but none of them were the armor-breaking Thousand Army Sword of Li Taibai, the chess and sword double-armor.

The body was already extremely tired, but the sword intent was getting stronger and stronger as it took a long time, and he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Don't you have to cut off the heads of thousands of gray-clothed armor to see the truth here?"

He squinted and looked ahead.

It's a misty drizzle again.

It's an endless early spring again.

In the early spring, there is a gray armor with a sword, and the eleventh gray armor.

......

The evenly divided game of life and death is in a state of scorching.

Compared with Jun Zeyu's chess style of being good at catching and fighting, Shen Tianxin is the best at laying out the pieces and deducing the many changes after each piece falls.

This is the horror of Tianxinarithmetic based on unparalleled deduction ability and focusing on the big picture.

Li Taibai, the king of the chess and sword double-armor Jiangdu, seems to be very clear about this, and is very clear about the areas that Shen Tianxin is good at and weak in the chess path. He deliberately avoided the extensive layout of the competition, and even did not put more effort into the fight of deception and capture, but focused on the robbery.

On the nineteen-lane black-and-white chessboard, there is a robbery area.

Shen Tianxin had a sunspot in the center of the robbery area, and it was a dead son who had no air.

When the Son is lifted, it is a useless dead Son.

When the next hand falls, it is the first hand.

With Shen Tianxin's ability to calculate in his heart, he couldn't deduce the final belonging and ending of the dead and alive for a while.

So she began to be a little afraid, a little timid.

She was afraid that the child was the one who had fallen into the illusion.

She didn't dare to rob easily.

Because after the robbery, it is destined to be a rotation and exchange of life and death.

Just like the flowers blooming and falling day after day, year after year, she doesn't know whether she will see the flowers blooming or falling when the catastrophe is exhausted.