Yun Muyang immediately glanced at it, but saw a huge green treasure tree in the air, locked by thousands of black iron clusters, unable to move. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info then the treasure tree exploded, the emerald green leaves quickly withered yellow, and when it was young, it was a fallen leaf, such as thousands of yellow saucers. The treasure light dispersed, and I saw that Hang Leshu Yuanying was very frightened, and he was dragged out of his body by the iron chain.

Seeing this, Kui Mengjun smiled, and the ball on his head immediately rejoiced, and the green mangs were in full bloom, and when he heard his roar, the green light wrapped the yuan baby. The oily green light emitted thousands of clouds, and the mist flew sideways, as if it were covered with a shadow.

At this time, hundreds of monks here were all terrified, and hundreds of years of practice turned into water like this, and anyone who saw it would also sigh in their hearts. However, now these people are more afraid in their hearts, and they have taken their treasures to the exit of the palace.

Kui Mengjun received the benefit of Hangle Shuyuan Infant True Yuan, his face was shocked, and most of his spirit immediately recovered. He swept his eyes, and saw that there was another Jindan monk who wanted to fly outside the palace, he thought about it for a while, but he did not obstruct it, if these people worked together to kill, even if he had a ball on his head, it would be overstretched to deal with it, so that they could see a glimmer of life and disturb their minds. He thought of this and let out another roar, grabbed with his four claws, and when he landed, the ink clouds rolled, and the demonic aura soared to the sky.

Sure enough, when those Jindan monks saw that someone had left safely, they immediately had a thought, or they rushed away in a hurry.

"Rat-eyed people. Luo Du grieved, in the current situation, Kui Mengjun must be going to kill all the monks here, how could he let people escape, now he just has no time to deal with it, and he wants to capture it. Let him stomp under his feet, and shouted at the people of the Liuying Sect, "This kind of demon, kill at will, my Liuying Sect disciple should take it as his responsibility to kill demons and demons, and dare to retreat and kill without mercy." ”

Li Xuanling's eyes were shocked, his Youyang Island was declining day by day, and there were only a few cultivators in the door, and the disciples who came here were all Ning Yuan Foundation Building Monks, and now most of them were killed by Kui Mengjun. Thinking of the tragic situation of Hang Leshu, I was also sad, and I thought that there was no one to inherit the Taoist system, and I was sad and remorseful. When he was young, Fang sighed, his robe trembled slightly, and he took a step forward, his eyes were firm, and he looked like he was going to have a life-and-death battle with Kui Mengjun.

Bian Junker stretched out her slender hand, her face was clear and cold, but when she plucked the fifty strings of Jinse, there were strings flying high, and the mountains were shaking, and a pair of red fire birds flew out of her Jinse, and the flames were clustered, and they roared loudly, and danced around her with her strings, dancing beautifully.

Shao Junyi suddenly saw through life and death, and threw the jade Ruyi in his hand into the thunderous clouds, and the sound came with a crisp sound, which made people's eardrums tremble. The majestic figure, the sleeves of the robe are shaking, and the eyes are looking towards it, and he is resolute.

Yun Muyang was frightened, with a force in his hand, he almost scratched the Taoist robe, and then looked at Ping Lianshan, but saw that he looked smiling, very weird, and was about to speak, Ping Lianshan smiled and said, "Daoist friends, take care." ”

Yun Muyang only knew that it was not good, his long body stood up, his wide sleeves waved, the sword pill jumped out from the heart of his eyebrows, and the sharp sword qi cut the surrounding clouds and mist. He looked intently, only to see Ping Lianshan turn into a cloud of black smoke, and disappear in a moment. Yun Muyang's eyebrows rose, but when he saw a yin thunder coming, he immediately turned his body vertically, and the sword light moved to dodge.

"Yun Muyang thief, take your life. Lan Yungao was already in the devil, and as soon as he drank it in his mouth, the cloud light killing machine leaked out under his feet, and immediately dozens of spiritual weapons were beckoned together, and it was the killing machine that stirred up the wind and clouds.

Seeing this, Yun Muyang joined his body with the sword, instead of being angry, he laughed, and shouted, "Lan Yungao, if you can escape this catastrophe, the next day will be when I will kill you." His voice did not fall, but he saw thousands of pink peach blossoms swirling, fragrant and fragrant.

Lan Yungao bared his teeth and cracked his eyes, and his hatred was monstrous, he had already seen this magic power once, and immediately his big sleeves waved and the incense wind dispersed, but Yun Muyang had already disappeared, he looked around, only to feel dizzy, wow, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He saw the stars around his head, and then his head turned away, and it turned out to be a cloud.

Yun Muyang also didn't know what happened to Lan Yungao, so he triggered the Yuanmu Wanli Formation Technique and ran away.

After a while, he smelled a faint fragrance, elegant and pleasant, fragrant in his heart, he opened his eyes, but saw standing on a plum blossom. He looked around, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, he gradually fell from the plum blossom. At this time, it is clear that this place is a high cliff, surrounded by steep cliffs, and there is a cave at the highest point, and a plum blossom grows in front of the door of the cave. Other than that, it was blank, the fog was suspended and wandering, and it was not real.

This plum blossom is three zhang high, the branches are old and dry, vigorous and simple. There are countless plum blossoms on it, salt frost and snow dyeing, the stamens are plain, the breeze blows, the dark fragrance blows down, and the pieces enter the heart.

Yun Muyang raised his head and saw it as if it was high in the sky and blue sky, but he knew that the scenery here except for this high cliff plum blossom cave mansion was full of magic weapon power transformation. He raised his hand, a plum blossom fell, he held it in his hand, looked at it shallowly, and said to himself, "This plum blossom is just a mundane thing, but it should be thousands of years old." ”

He nodded, moved his feet, brushed aside the plum blossoms, and took a few steps forward, only to see a portal appear.

"This is Acacia Mound, and there is no lover buried. Yun Muyang opened his mouth to read the short sentences on both sides of the cave, but his brows furrowed slightly, as if a sorrow was born at the tip of his heart. This sorrow is not a demonic thought, not a desire, I don't know where it starts, I don't know where it stops, it's just a quote from this text, and the sorrow seems to be a green smoke, cut constantly, and the reason is still messy. Then he disappeared again, and even he could not find a trace of himself.

He raised his hand and knocked lightly at the door, but no one answered, and he knocked a few more times, and the two small doors opened a gap of their own. He hesitated for a moment, pushed the door and entered, only to see a bright road, winding along. The wall is either inlaid with a pearl or lit by a candle. Yun Muyang was also secretly surprised, he could see clearly, the candle lamp was also a worldly plaything, and it could shine for thousands of years if he didn't want to. He lowered his brows slightly, this place was spotless, and he was a little unsure if there was an owner living in it.

He walked around, and in a short time he arrived at a hall, looking up at the blue sky and clouds. But I saw that the hall was a hundred zhang wide, and there was a bubbling clear spring stream at the east and west corners, and there was a dingdong singing. It is cheerful, but there is only a natural round table, two smoothed stone benches, and a round table with an elegant and simple piano, and two rows of screens on each side.

He glanced at it briefly, it was simple and elegant, unadorned, naturally, he closed his eyes, only to feel an ethereal aura rushing to his face. When he was young, he raised his steps and walked slowly, for fear of disturbing the purity of the place. Walking through the winding spring, I saw that the spring water was clear, and the jade stone below was clearly visible. He walked to the round table and saw that the plain qin was placed horizontally, it was a ringing spring style, the piano was flowing with silk, and the body of the piano was flowing, naturally.

He lowered his head and saw a plum blossom on the forehead of the piano, and there was a faint fragrance floating there.

"The fairy dance on the plum, the dark fragrance falls on the piano head, the water color is full of youth, and the sleeves are raised to hide the shame. Yun Muyang thought softly, and a pure and beautiful, dusty and vulgar woman appeared in his mind, with long sleeves and clouds, falling plum blossoms, and floating with dark fragrance.

He raised his hand to touch the strings, but suddenly he smiled brightly, flicked his sleeves, and looked around, but when he saw a figure floating on the screen, he approached to look.

But I saw a cardamom girl on the screen, holding her chin in one hand on the stone table, her eyebrows were slender and condensed, as if she was frowning, her eyes were clear in the water, she seemed to be crying but not crying, her nose was slightly stiff, her cherry lips were ruddy and slightly drunk, and the green silk was hanging down, and she didn't see the pearls. Beside her, a beautiful maid in green clothes was holding a flower basket, smiling and smiling, and her eyes were in one place.

But I saw a handsome man, sixteen or seventeen years old, with a black robe and a legal robe, a plump forehead, sword eyebrows and sideburns, and bright eyes. He held a long sword, and the cold light from the sword was heavy, illuminating the cold and quiet surroundings, and his lips and teeth were slightly open, as if he was singing.

"Good looks. Yun Muyang saw the person with this screen, and immediately blurted out.

"Cardamom years, the beginning of love?" Yun Muyang's eyes sank slightly, and then he smiled lightly.

He swept his gaze down again, saw a seal stamp, recognized it for a moment, and read, "Zhengxiao Yuehong." ”

"Zhengxiao Yuehong? Isn't this the name of the patriarch of the Yunsheng Hailou Sect?" Yun Muyang has heard of this person's prestige more than once since he arrived in the East China Sea.

He thought of this place as well, and only looked away for a moment to look at the next screen.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, the jade wheel is bright, and the screen is still the cardamom girl, but the young man is different, the face is like a knife, the edges and corners are clear, and the majestic posture is upright, although the girl is still young, but the figure is merry, and the hair is pulled into a fairy bun, without powder, and has a peerless style. She tilted her head to one place, her eyebrows seemed to be shy, her eyes were full of dew and smoke, and the slender finger orchid was upturned, and a green plum was fragrant to bloom.

The young man smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, reached out and touched the green plum, and there seemed to be shame in his eyes. The girl looked very shy, as if she was about to lift her skirt and fly into the sky.

"This one should be Mei Gaozhen, the old master of the Ning Xiang Immortal Mansion. Yun Muyang was almost sure, and his brows furrowed, "It is rumored that Mei Gaozhen and Yue Hong are senior brothers and sisters, and it seems that it is not Yun Sheng Hailou's lies." ”

He looked down again, and saw Yue Hong playing the flute and playing the piano, Mei Gaozhen was still in the prime of his life, dancing in the sky with long sleeves, but he was very happy and enviable. Looking down again, there are two happy years, Yue Hong is getting older, giving birth to a half-inch short beard, the edges and corners are even more distinct, if the knife is carved, the eyes are deep, and the handsome is even more obvious. And the girl's demeanor has not changed, her eyes are clear, and she still exudes a Qinghua atmosphere.

He had a faint smile on his face, and he was also touched by the affection of the two, and looked down again, but he gradually looked, his complexion gradually changed, and finally the smile disappeared, as for an indescribable deep thought.