Jiang Crow, you have to hold on to me, otherwise Young Master Ben will have to skin you and cramp!"

"His grandmother has a leg! Who dares to move my brother Young Master Ben to kick him to death!"

......

The night is as dark as ink, and the starlight is obscured by the oppressive atmosphere.

A hoarse shout flew from the clouds.

Whether it is a powerful person, a nameless little man, or a golden wheel living Buddha, they all gaze at the end of the night.

A little white fluorescence suddenly appeared in the ink, and the outline of a building could be seen clearly under the light

This is indeed a high-rise building, the ancient mountain stone forest is draped on the dark wall, it looks like a mountain peak at a glance, the mountain is full of flowers, the flying stream is turbulent, and there are more birds, beasts and insects, which can be described as ingenious and perfect fusion.

The most eye-catching is the snow maple forest on the mountain, the ancient trees are connected into a piece, green and fragrant, the white snow maple flowers fall one after another, the snow is white and crystalline, the white essence light is circulating, the fragrance is fragrant, such as ice flowers flying.

Occasionally, the junction of a few boulders reveals the corner of the eaves of the tall building, and the blue bricks and red tiles are engraved with the traces of time, revealing the vicissitudes and heaviness.

An ancient building outside the mountain is flying!

Whether you admit it or not, at this moment, the mountain is approaching step by step, and the horizon is in front of you, but in an instant.

A gust of autumn wind blows, the ancient trees sway, the petals fly all over the sky, falling in a sloppy manner, everywhere is snow-white, with a kind of gloom, with a kind of desolation.

The sound of chains stirred and collided, and the silence and coldness of the night were as piercing as the collision of millions of swordsmen. Just because in front of the mountain, two huge ancient dragons, one black and one white, were bound and pulled by chains.

"Long Qingya, who is this person?" asked a disciple under the Lingxiao Palace who was extremely favored by Mo Guzi.

Mo Guzi stroked his white beard, and his unfazed Dao heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave, smiling bitterly: "Do you know how a pool of rivers is respected as a miasma 'sea'?"

The little disciple pondered for a moment and replied: "Because the ancient dragon clan is in the sea of smoke and miasma, but after the first battle between the two clans, the dragon clan has more than seven claws of the divine dragon halberd and hate, and recuperates, and even the second battle between the two clans has not yet been born, and the current dragon clan has long been supreme ancient dragon clan divine power." ”

Mo Guzi smiled even more bitterly, shook his head and said: "The name of the Smoke Miasma Sea arose three thousand years ago, not because of the ...... of the Dragon Clan."

"That's because ......" The young disciple was suddenly stunned, looked at the ancient building dementedly, and held his breath.

The worry on the face of the little sword demon Dugu Sheng completely disappeared, and he laughed loudly: "There is an evergreen leaf boat on the maple, and there is no cliff in the sea! Six thousand years of dragon saint dragon green cliff! Golden wheel living Buddha, your Guanyin thirty-two phases."

How about the Dragon Saint's 'Seventh-level Floating Slaughter'?!ah?hahaha......"

The face of the Golden Wheel Living Buddha completely turned mud gray, and his eyelids were gloomy and heavy.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd: "What is the 'Seventh-level Floating Slaughter'?"

"There is a spiritual mountain on the back of the dragon, and there is a tomb in the mountain, which is one hundred and eight feet high. It is rumored that tens of thousands of years ago, the dragon cave where the ancestors of the dragon clan were buried was stolen, and then all the dragon body corpses were completely stored in an ancient building where mountains and trees converge, heaven and earth were born and raised, and the ancient building was seven floors above and below, and the deceased of the dragon clan were placed separately with qualifications, so the hundred-foot tomb - the seven-level floating slaughter. Dugu Sheng replied with a smile, and everyone heard it clearly.

He ...... He lived for 3,000 years?"

"Six thousand years, to be exact. The fire path man on the side also replied with a smile.

"Six thousand years?!The name of the Miasma Sea arose three thousand years ago because of him? But if he lived for six thousand years, why did he become famous three thousand years ago?"

"Because three thousand years ago, he accepted apprentices on behalf of his teacher and taught a junior disciple, even if you haven't heard the word Long Qingya, you must have heard the name of his junior brother?"

"Who?"

"Demon Fight - Gu Pingfeng. "This time it was the Golden Wheel Living Buddha who spoke.

Hiss –

The crowd was completely ignited, many people had never heard of the hidden Longqing Cliff, but the name of the first demon in three thousand years to fight Gu Pingfeng was known to everyone, and the legendary figure who did not hesitate to devote his life to promoting the harmonious coexistence of the two races was actually the junior disciple taught by the person in front of him!

There is a couch in front of the ancient building, and lying on the couch is a middle-aged man with white hair and beard, neatly groomed, well-dressed, and always with a gentle smile on his handsome face. Anyone should be able to see that he must have been a very popular man with women before.

It's a pity that he is a handicapped, between his back and neck bones, the flesh of his entire back has been completely hollowed out, and his spine no longer exists, replaced by a bracket made of snow maple white wood, he is lying on the bed on his side, and his upper body is supported by a bracket, it is not difficult to imagine that once this white wood disappears, his entire body will be shattered.

He had lived in this torture-like medical practice for thousands of years, as if he were going to die at any moment, but he had been like this for thousands of years.

Everyone only needs to look at this person once, and they will never look at it again, and they will never bear to look at it again. Only the little boy who looked like a porcelain doll stood by and made a grimace at the Golden Wheel Living Buddha from time to time.

In addition, there is another person, who has been looking forward to it since the first moment of appearance, looking for it on the top of the mountain, it is the future dragon emperor dragon spirit of the dragon clan who has broken a dragon horn and is quite embarrassed.

Long Qingya smiled, Jin Lun live

The Buddha looked at him and smiled, but his smile was far-fetched.

"You should be prepared. His voice was weak, but it had an air that was hard to refute.

"What are you going to prepare?" said the Golden Wheel Living Buddha.

Long Qingya said with a smile: "I'm going to order a well-fitting coffin." ”

The eyes of the Golden Wheel Living Buddha turned sharply, and his murderous aura was revealed: "The monks are dead and do not bury the dust." ”

Long Qingya shook his head with a smile: "It's not to bury you, but to bury these thirty-two poor people." ”

A sneer popped up at the corner of the Golden Wheel Living Buddha's mouth: "You want to break my divine treasure magic weapon? With your half-dragon body now, what are the poor monks afraid of?

The Golden Wheel Living Buddha was so suppressed by this 6,000-year-old ancient power that he was about to go crazy, and he suddenly burst out with a loud shout, and the thirty-two heads burst out of ten thousand golden rays again!

Boom - faintly, the statue of Guanyin rises again!

Boom!

However, this time the Buddha's light is still coming and changing, and for a while, it is changing rapidly, and I see a ray of light from the southeast!

Thousands of miles of floating light, a sword cut off the head of Guanyin!

Everyone was moved, Guanyin thirty-two phases can be called the ultimate Taoist divine soldier, another divine soldier and its gentle collision is also an unimaginable disaster, overturning the mountains and seas, bleeding and drifting, but at this moment it quietly disappeared in front of him, buried in a sword.

Long Qingya doesn't use a sword, and it is impossible to use a sword, but anyone who has seen his body will not refute this.

He was still reclining on the bed, laughing: "It's not me, it's someone else's hand." ”

The Golden Wheel Living Buddha was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, relying on the thirty-two phases of Guanyin who had devoted his life for more than 100 years, was cut into a mass of scum by a sword, the slightest sword edge on his neck was cold, and various emotions of anger, shock, heartache, and fear were intertwined, and he was shocked by this killing machine after a short period of calm.

The woman with the sword is not a peerless beauty, but she is unusually cold and dustless, dressed in white and elegant, with green silk and buttocks.

Her eyes seemed to be looking at the Golden Wheel Living Buddha, and she seemed to be looking at the top of the mountain, and her eyes seemed to be the ancient stars, and she seemed to be the one who only hid on the top of the mountain.

"Jade Heart Sword, Linxian Peak Empress!" the little sword demon screamed in shock.

Everyone exclaimed one after another: "I'm going crazy! What kind of connections does this kid have?! The dragon clan did not hesitate to make a big move, and the Empress of Linxian Peak was also crazy about it! What happened to this world?"

An Juntang's face was as cold as frost, and he said lightly: "You should die." ”

At this moment, someone suddenly broke his throat and exclaimed:

"Devils! Mountaintop...... There's a demon!"