Compared with Hengji, Zhong Partridge is lucky, and Wen can put pen to peace in the world, not out of nowhere.

One by one, the scholars who were full of poetry and books were full of self-indulgence, and they withstood the enemy's butcher's knife with the help of literature and ink.

They insisted on three days and three nights, reading aloud, overturning the case in the breeze, and saving the people from fire and water, but for the entire loyal partridge, it was still a drop in the bucket, until the soldiers of the Wuji Dragon and Phoenix Palace took their place, and these scholars fell to the ground and died.

The ship landed in the port city of the Partridge Continent, where a large number of rescued refugees gathered.

Lin Qianzai asked the dog to collect the flying boat and put it back directly into the orb.

Some of these people who have become refugees have panic in their eyes and their bodies are trembling incessantly; some of them have lost their loved ones and have no one to govern them, so they are released and crying; and many more are lonely and have no owner, they sleep on the ground, as long as it does not affect the passage of others, they fall asleep and do not want to come out.

"Palace Master, you and Captain Lin need to come here!"

A partial general wearing a golden wind and mountain armor, carrying a knife on his shoulder, walked up to Mei Li, who had just disembarked, bowed his head and saluted.

Lin Qianzai put on a gossip mask and went to the distant mountains with Mei Li.

The woods on both sides were filled with craftsmen, holding white books in their left hands and red sand pens in their right hands to write talismans, as if they wanted to isolate a safe place.

Halfway up the mountain, you can faintly hear screams, explosions, and the screeching sound of various weapons colliding.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Qianzai saw the original appearance clearly.

The city below was unrecognizable, two high attics were blazing with fire, and all kinds of ill-visible black fog were constantly surging forward.

Looking closer, there is no end in sight, and there is a demonic fortress that constantly shoots spiritual arrows.

They went down the mountain, and the disturbing scream made Lin Qianzai and Mei Li cover their ears and squat on the ground, and the general stopped, groped back and forth from the armor, took out two beating green beans, and gave them to Lin Qianzai and Mei Li.

"Folded ears and beans, the evil spirit here is too heavy, you are monks, you won't use your mental power to remove your ears!"

Mei Li hurriedly took it, the sound disappeared instantly, she stood up, looked at Lin Qianzai and continued to hurry.

Lin Qianzai pressed the folded ear beans with his thumb and pretended to eat them, and when the people started to hurry, he urged his mental power to isolate the sound, and put his beans into the orb, and then quickly followed.

This time, the demon fortress is slightly different from the original one, its back is half-open, behind each fortress, there are five people meditating with their eyes closed, they concentrate on condensing spiritual power, one person is exhausted and the next person will rush to take over, take the position, and continue to release spiritual power.

The black fog in the distance can finally be seen clearly, it is the limbs composed of human legs, the black fog on the body is evil qi, the spirit arrow passes through their bodies, and it can't stop them, but as long as it hits their crazy limbs, the black fog will dissipate, replaced by a thick black mud, and they will not disappear, but spit miasma,

"This is the situation now, after the general led the team to fight, this black fog appeared a day later, we don't have an overseer now, do you see, are you and he willing to serve?"

This partial general, who was wearing a golden wind and mountain armor, put his sword on the ground, looked at the battle behind him, and said to Mei Li and Lin Qianzai.

Lin Qianzai didn't say anything when he heard this, Mei Li also knew very well in her heart that this kind of battle without knowing the roots, if something happened, most of the responsibility would be borne by the overseers.

Before Mei Li could speak, she saw that the dark clouds were broken by the three sword qi of the people, a large amount of sunlight poured down, and the black mist that was still chrysalis fell to the ground one after another, turning into silt.

A sword struck out of its sheath, spun and flew out of the opening, and red talismans poured out of it, and the ground was spewing miasma and sludge, and it was removed.

An old immortal master in a gray robe slowly fell to the ground, he put the sword in his hand, aimed at the dark clouds that were still gathering, and then sacrificed a sword, only to hear something in the clouds, screamed, and the dark clouds scattered.

The Loyal Partridge Continent has seen the light of day again.

He danced the sword out of the sword flower, put it in the scabbard behind his back, and then slowly walked over.

"The Wuji Dragon and Phoenix Palace, the Divine Mansion, the barracks, etc., see the Heavenly Immortal Master of the Heavenly Clouds. ”

Everyone stood up, bowed, and saluted.

"You don't have to worship me! Think about why you're so embarrassed!"

Ninety-eight snorted coldly, walked up to Mei Li, and glanced at her, and the filth on Mei Li's armor faded directly.

"Master......"

Mei Li sighed, his master ninety-eight broke the law again.

"All of you are not allowed to come back here until your reckless people come back!"

With a wave of the ninety-eight hand, all the waist fortresses disappeared, and instead they appeared on the back side of the mountain, leaving Mei Li and Lin Qianzai by the side of the ninety-eight.

"Little rabbit cub! The old man will be angry when he sees you! Get out of the way!"

Ninety-eight slowly moved to Lin Qianzai's side, pulled Mei Li to the side, and lightly tapped Lin Qianzai, Lin Qianzai crashed into the stone wall of the mountain, spit out a mouthful of old blood, and fainted.

"Master, he's not ......"

Mei Li's face was angry, and before she could explain, Ninety-Eight interrupted her.

"Don't the old man know? Take the old man's sword! The old man is gone! Don't forget! You still have two sacks of rice with me!"

Ninety-eight threw the sword to Mei Li, and then rose from the ground, turned into a rainbow and flew into the sky, disappearing.

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After the three incense sticks, in a hell in the upside-down mountain, Er's face was pale, looking at the ninety-eight who was tied there, his teeth grinding.

The white-robed old man was even more embarrassed, holding a willow branch in his hand, and bowed his head there silently.

"Lao Feng, smoke him! I can't do it!"

The presiding judge turned around and said to the white robe.

"How many times does the old man smoke?"

The white-robed old man, looking at Ninety-Eight with his eyes closed, asked softly.

"Twice!"

"The kid can't stop it!"

The white-robed old man looked at Ninety-Eight and said with a sigh.

Ninety-eight nodded, only to see that the wicker was whipped on Ninety-eight's chest, and a large ball of aura was directly punched, and after just two simple strokes, the spiritual power on Ninety-eight's body was unloaded.

The presiding judge raised his hand to send away the ninety-eight, turned around and took the white-robed old man in his arms, and the two came to the top of the upside-down mountain, and the white-robed handed the wicker to the presiding judge, who took the wicker, and in turn hugged the white-robed man.

"You're crazy!

The white robe struggled to stand up and said.

"You beat my son, you hit it so black! I see you getting angry!"

After the presiding judge finished speaking, he scuffled with the white robe again.

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Lin Qianzai was pulled out of the stone wall by Mei Li, and the gravel fell to the ground, Lin Qianzai knelt on the ground and continued to cough up blood.

Mei Li looked at Lin Qianzai's current appearance, she was distressed in every way, she quickly wiped the corners of Lin Qianzai's mouth with her hand, Lin Qianzai reached out and grabbed her hand and pushed it out.

"What are you doing here?"

Mei Li's eyes flashed with questions, and she asked.

"Don't touch it! This is blood! I can't force it out! The old immortal master helped me break it!"

Lin Qianzai couldn't straighten his waist, his eyes were not satisfied with bloodshots, and he coughed for a long time before returning to normal.

Mei Li held her master's sword, and could only sit beside Lin Qianzai and accompany her patiently.

The closed gates of the city in the distance collapsed with a bang, and out of it came two masked men in long coats and a pair of bones spliced out of their arms.

They fluttered their wings and flew in, Mei Li pulled out her sword, and Lin Qianzai also summoned her spear and prepared to meet the enemy.

And the two of them raised their arms high and swung back and forth, Lin Qianzai and Mei Li were still on the shelf, and they didn't make a move.

After the two of them flew over, they took away their wings and took off their masks, Mei Li and Lin Qianzai looked at each other, their appearance was completely different from what they imagined.

I saw that the two looked surprisingly identical, and the golden sunlight shone on their somewhat pale faces, without any sense of disobedience.

"We are not some so-called Daoless minions, your generals were killed by the Venerable who insisted on going their own way, and the Venerable handed over their personal tokens to me, let me hand them over to you, please don't continue, you are weak!

They had smiles on their faces, but in the eyes of Lin Qianzai and Mei Li, they saw sarcasm.

Mei Li suddenly made a move, and one of the women just stretched out two fingers and clamped it, Mei Li's sword edge was like a bamboo, she let go of her hand and tilted her head to look at Mei Li, who was already afraid.

Lin Qianzai took off the mask, quickly put away the gun, snatched the sword from Mei Li's hand, and bowed.

"Since His Holiness is willing to stop fighting, we will report it! Please return the token!"

The two women looked at the silver-haired Lin Qianzai, a trace of blush appeared on their pale faces, they looked at each other and smiled, took out the token, put it in Lin Qianzai's outstretched hand, and sniffed Lin Qianzai's taste greedily close to Lin Qianzai, and then put on the mask, facing away from the two, they summoned a pair of wings made of human bones, flapping their wings and flying.

Mei Li sat on the ground, looked up at Lin Qianzai, who was pale, and said slowly.

"Why? They are just a beginner to be able to resist my sword?"

Lin Qianzai slammed these tokens on the ground, walked to Mei Li's side, sat cross-legged, rubbed his temples and said.

"They're martial artists! If you really press those two things, their bullshit Venerable wouldn't be stacked with tens of thousands of realms!"

"As far as I know, isn't there only two realms for martial arts? Isn't the essence realm and the strong body realm gone?

Mei Li looked at Lin Qianzai, frowned, her two eyes rolled back and forth, and she raised her head and asked.

The terrifying place of the martial artist is here, he can superimpose the realm without limits, the power of one punch, and the power of ten thousand punches, such a simple truth, you should understand!"

Lin Qianzai shook his head, he looked at the pile of signs that said Puyu Realm.

Mei Li looked up at the clear distinction in the sky and did not speak.