The moonlight pierces the dark clouds.

Two: Even if it is dark at night, so wonderful, when the moonlight is faintly revealed.

A leaf swayed in the cold wind.

Who knows? In the dark night of the past.

The beauty of the flowers in the dark night is still there, only the cold wind destroys.

Flowers bend over.

It saw the leaf and said, "Brilliant time, beautiful past, let's go, I have to play solo in the wind, sing a lifetime of sadness." ”

Ye said: "From morning to night, the rain and dew are shining, and I can be with each other, and I sigh tactfully about time." ”

Hua said, "Why don't I remember you?" ”

Ye said: "Born from the same root, one is prosperous, watch your flowers bloom and shine in the world, and accompany you to remove makeup in the evening breeze." ”

Hua said: "It's late, adjust it to zero on time." ”

Ye said: "We were born together, but we died together." ”

In the morning, the fallen flowers and leaves are all over the ground.

The evening breeze was still blowing, and it was cold.

In the word building, the period is not suspicious of the cold wind.

Of course, she cares more, He Zeng added a piece of clothing, on her body.

Why is the wind cold, surprised by the time, it turns out how long he has been gone.

The landscape ahead is still beautiful, the mountains are faint, and the shadows of trees and grass follow the wind into the night.

The moonlight on his head is like a shadow.

She knew that the mountains were him, the water was him, and even the wind was him, not to mention the moonlight.

Full of eyes and hearts, so like a shape.

Xin Chang didn't know anything about Li Jingshi, so he couldn't tell the news to the deadline.

I only hope that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become married.

What's more, he is already in the Demon Mountain.

Nian Jun, Xiao Xiong, Gao Hao, Zhao Dong, almost everyone who is familiar with each other and has cultivation is here.

Eight hundred monks gathered, and three thousand strong warriors.

You can also know where to rely on the overwhelming demons, like duckweed in the waves.

It is only the blood of loyalty and bravery.

The Demon Breaker Mountain is already sparse with grass and trees, and all of them are lying on the ground.

More after the side of the cleaning, the loess is exposed, to see it, not to mention ten miles, slightly larger mountains and rocks and red rocks are also not.

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, passing half of the sky, and the light of fire flickered endlessly.

Demon Suppression.

The dragon chanted the sword light, and Xin Chang rose up.

The sword light broke through the sky, the thunder did not stop, and more than 100 monks were led to the battle.

The demons were furious, whistling endlessly, and the two bursts of voices were colorful.

A large number of demons also came out of the crowd to welcome Xin Chang and others, and they were bound to win first, which was a model for this formation.

Xin Chang and the others stopped five miles away from the mountain, and each took out his sword to meet the first blow of the demon.

The sword light and black qi collided, reflecting the heavens and the earth.

The blood is thrown away, the life is killed, the righteousness is determined, the color of the world is changed, and the storm rises again.

Junyan Sword shined, rushing left and right, up and down horizontally, suddenly at the enemy's place, and suddenly at my place.

Everyone didn't distinguish between before and after for a while, but they only knew that the enemy was twice as many as me, and they only wanted to kill the enemy.

The sword light has never been so dense, and in the midst of it, it can't help but throw the stump and broken arm into the sky, and even turn into powder between breaths.

All kinds of brilliance, the black power of demons collides fiercely, the first moment is the enemy, the sword qi ripples before the finger to make a breakthrough, the next moment is a friend, and the joint attack clears the surrounding enemies.

When Junyan Sword encounters this, the sword light is even better, and among the stars, how can he suppress the brilliance of the moon.

Under the brilliance of Jun Yan's sword, a black shadow appeared again, and Xin Chang had unconsciously used the Shadow Heart Yuan Force.

The black shadow is not very big, and it exists with a sword, but it can't hide the pure black.

There is a faint mountain on it, and with the sword pointed forward, it instantly touches the demon.

Only listening to the sound of the stone cracking on the mountain, the size of the black shadow did not know how to change, and the demons in front of him were immediately empty, and the demon body was really shattered, and the demons in the distance also flew high.

No matter the crowd or the demons, they all look here, sighing at the amazement of the monks, the great mountains and seas.

Gao Haoqi also saw it from a distance on the top of the Demon Breaking Mountain, knowing that Xin Chang could be the first among the younger generation of monks.

The demons shouted wildly, Xin Chang was even more excited, the sword shadow was victorious, and it was twice as big out of thin air, and the turbid waves appeared above the black shadow.

The demon floated in the air, swinging far away, and after the waves crashed on the shore, there were constantly demons falling to the ground.

There was a shouting sound in the demon array, and after that, there was a long inhalation wave of demons, and their bodies were bulging, like toads inflated.

Its shape is similar to a giant drum, showing a big body and a small head, and constantly demons raise their arms to strike, which is the sound of thunder and thunder war drums.

Gao Haoqi was even more reluctant to lose his momentum, and the war drums were also beating on the Demon Breaking Mountain, resounding through the world.

It's just that after all, the two big formations still don't move, so they watch the five miles down the mountain and fight endlessly.

Although the monks are blessed, many of them have fallen in this battle, and they are buried here.

Demons, monks gather blood, staining the grass under their feet red.

In this situation, the fighting spirit will last for a long time, and there is no way to retreat even half a step.

What kind of sect does the monk have here, drinking the blood of demons together, holding swords, and breaking demons with virtue.

Xin Changguan is not afraid of life and death, you and I have blood together, and the tragic heart is a lifetime, and I can't wait to die, and the face of direct killing is red.

Loud sad song: In the coming year, the grass will be strong and the sheep will be fat, and we will have the strength to do so.

The days have passed, the battle has not ended, look at the demon slaughter is about to end, and more than half of the monks on the ground have died.

It must be known that the monks are the main force in this battle, and these more than 100 people are carefully selected to strengthen their own momentum, and in such a situation, you can know how difficult the battle is, and how difficult it is for the Brilliant City to hold on to the day.

There is a wind blowing, and it can't blow the blood of the white clothes, and the sad song can't be extinguished.

Where is the country, buried here for a long time to become a demon.

The soul is sad, the desire is the same color as the heaven and the earth.

No matter where you go,

Whoever gives up me?

The strong voice was heroic, and Gao Hao couldn't help but cry for a long time, and shouted loudly to the public: "From now on, the Caotou Plain, all the north is our country." ”

When there is a battle between human demons and demons, we will move forward bravely.

The crowd shouted and whistled incessantly.

The demon formation was shocked by the momentum, and was stunned for a while.

Only after a short time, the army was no longer divided, and the whole crowd slowly pressed up, and its momentum was heavy, and it was like rain in August.

There was no need for Gao Haoyu to give any more instructions, and Xin Changren and others in front had to return to the battle first to avoid the edge for the time being.

The war has just begun.

This half of the mountain is not as extinct as the grass and trees in front of it, except for the little decaying grass swaying in the wind, but there is also a line of boulevards.

The trees were not supposed to be in the Demon Mountain, but he planted them here from the Brilliant City, and everyone couldn't help but feel home.

It's rare to find a touch of green in the fireworks, not to mention that everyone seems to be so kind, and Dasheng pities and protects the family.

Important, there is a large amount of wine stored under the shade of the tree, and in addition to defending the road with a sword, everyone can also indulge in wine, sword blood, and people drink alcohol, which is not a proud thing in life.

And they drank bitterly, and then returned to their places and slew their thieves.

These are quite a lot of willow trees, and the willow trees are swaying and colorful, and they are more reflective of the sword.

The mountains are not very high, and there are not many people, but here we all pass in style.

The vicissitudes of life, where the love goes, life is not a pity.

There are buried things that are easy to catch fire at the bottom of the mountain, and the demons press on them vigorously, and they raise their bows and set them on fire.

Everyone watched the fire on the mountain, and they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing, and they sang for a long time.

At the pleasure, the wine pot was thrown down, and the demon tasted the wine.

Gao Hao shouted, and everyone threw the boulders that had been prepared around them in unison, and beat the wood.

The monk stood in the clouds, and his strength was greater, and he was prepared to reach half a house with a large mountain.

After the demon array, they couldn't stand still, and there were also flying demons, taking advantage of the fireworks in the air, the enemy and I were gone, and they rose into the air.

The monks in the possession ushered in a moment, and the battle was one.