Volume 1: Sunset Falls, Demons Rise Chapter 95 Library Pavilion

Since the release of Heishusi to tell the wandering demon people to pursue the wandering smoke, the worm tail who returned to the city has never put this matter on his mind, and is sure that with the help of the free hand is enough to break this quick stumbling block, he is at ease, and he faces all the princes and lords all day long, and he has always begged and behaved, and talked to people.

As he expected, Hei Shusi, who received the delivery of information, was shocked for a while, and did everything he could to find You Yan, sword and kill the statue of the Demon King, and unloaded the demon land immortal Ying Zhao with an arm, you urged me to rush, stirring up both sides of the Yellow River, and almost rewriting the chronicle of mountains and seas.

Ying Zhao leads to hatred and frustration, and it is inevitable to be free, and the two are making a lot of nonsense.

You Li picked up You Yan, stood with his back to him, and wanted to leave.

"You know the situation you caused today, and how much you will have to pay in the future to pay back!" Demon Zun Ying reprimanded, still unwilling to give up, but also tied up his wandering thoughts, looked at his sister in his arms, dying, thoughtful, and stayed for a few more moments.

"I know, at the cost of blocking my body, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, at any cost!" turned sideways, glared at him, contemptuous and cold, always arrogant, and then spoke;

"You have to know, too!" looked fierce, poked his eyes straight into his eyes, stabbed him all over his body, and did not give in to half an inch;

"You also have to know that in the future, if you dare to take everything I love as the price of blackmail!" "The face is hateful, a picture of evil, asking him to listen to the words more clearly; "I will let you be wiped out, and never want to be reincarnated!"

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Mountains and seas and heaven and earth, Ze exchange hexagram position.

The third mountain range in the west.

The northern shore of the West Sea.

Kunlun Mountain.

It has been a few days since the secret sight of the south, and the demon blood mark planted in the body of the demon clan has no sudden signs, and everything is as before.

Worm Tail and many people pestle in the south of Kunlun Mountain, the water gate, the dragon fish mausoleum, looking at this southern expedition team, almost poured out all the elite forces in the lonely city, magnificent.

The Great Xia Imperial Shepherd is magnificent, with a huge eagle sitting high, wearing armor, marching south to Sunset City, rescuing his father and Kuangzheng Kunlun Mountain's prestige, it is incumbent on him.

The large army was intercepted neatly, the soldiers were strong and the horses were strong, hanging for thousands of miles, and the teeth were high.

In order to shorten the journey, but also to highlight the dignity of the march of Kunlun City, the southern expedition was all empty, the giant ark hung side by side on the edge of the cliff of the Water Gate, and the immortal soldiers boarded the boat in an orderly manner.

Wormtail finally waited for the person he liked, and in an instant, everything was quiet, and thousands of trees and flowers bloomed everywhere.

The small three blue birds sprinkled a little bit of crystal, slowly led the sedan caravan, announcing that this lonely city, that iconic, in terms of appearance, cultivation, and the name of the strange woman, appeared.

The eldest princess Daxia Yinan was also among the marches, and in the neon purple sedan chair, she covered a cold, carefully crafted side face.

In the petite figure, he has the upper limit of his cultivation ability, and he has thousands of eyes, and he has been with the moon for seven nights, and the vertical sand is free from the list of princes, the mainstay, and the women do not let the eyebrows.

Ignore it, always cold and pass in front of people, beautiful and fairy, not touching half of the world's dust, in the eyes of the insect tail, it is a supreme existence, love can't bear to let go.

'Hmm...' Seeing Daxia Yi Nan get on the ark and enter the Zhou Pavilion, the worm's tail lingered, and he was intoxicated.

The southern expedition army slowly left, the crowd dissipated, disturbed, the worm tail was idle, around the main road, looking at the statue of the ancestor standing in Fuxi Square, eye-catching.

The princes and lords who served in the past were all sent to the south, and they had nothing to do, looking at the immortal cultivators who were driving the flying swords in this city, and they were in a hurry, thinking about how to pass the time.

Inadvertently recalled that when he returned, the demon man who came from nowhere, indiscriminately, threatened and pressured, and the strange thing was that he seemed to have seen this person somewhere, and he was surprised to turn over the air.

In this lonely city, the street scene is divided into four major areas, spring ploughing, summer singing, autumn harvest, and winter storage, which are separated by the intersection of two main roads.

Among them, spring ploughing is the residence of the four nobles, and it is divided into four, the southeast, the northwest, and the northwest dynasties, and the mansion is built according to the highest title specifications, and it is the most luxurious and large-scale building complex in the four divisions, not the people of the four major families, and the guests are not allowed to get close to the mansion.

The 'Xia Ming' area is the teaching and assessment area, where all the subjects of cultivating immortals are carried out, assessed, and promoted.

'Autumn Harvest' is a large bazaar, selling all kinds of goods, spiritual materials and stones, animals, birds, swords and equipment.

'Winter Collection' is the gathering place of the legion, a private legion initiated by the individual cultivators, forming a team strength, allowing them to carry out their own specialized subjects, forming a martial arts competition team, participating in the competition carried out in the lonely city, overwhelming the group of Lan people, awarding officials and knights, and allegiance to Kunlun Mountain.

The worm's tail turned around and walked in the direction of the 'Xia Ming' area, and suddenly wanted to figure out the entanglement in his heart.

Half a kung fu, into a scholarly pavilion territory, Kunlun City Xia Ming area, Fei Pavilion Liudan, heavy eaves and tiles, the scale of the architectural style according to the level of each beginner, the level of further study, the scale of the swing.

Sitting towards the farthest place, looking closely at the door of the buildings facing the farthest place, a pavilion bound by fine iron chains, sometimes covered by clouds, sometimes bright and bright, Kunlun City Tibetan Scripture Holy Land, White Tiger Hall.

The White Tiger Hall has placed countless classics, history, and sealed books, all of which are the secret techniques of cultivation written by the previous leaders, and are accompanied by seals and sacrifices to some living souls sealed in them.

These sacrificed beings absorbed the essence of Kunlun Mountain and the immortal cultivators, and almost every book awakened their consciousness and was able to come and go freely and walk freely.

Although it has not reached the level of hurting people, it also has the ability to kick the sky and make wells, intimidate, cause trouble, resentment deeply, and even confuse the reader, insert traps, lest it not be messy.

They carry the resentment of the immortal cultivators who were edited before their deaths, or lure or deceive, they were captured and killed, but all non-human creatures with spirit primordial gods, their last breath cursed eternal life, and they swore not to give up.

Today's sparsely populated people, who can still be shallow for fighting skills, those who are interested in earning rights and interests, and contributors are all recruited by the team of this southern expedition to Sunset City, Xia Ming has almost become a place of the Skyclave, and there are few contacts.

Except for the White Tiger Hall in the distance, which was turbulent day and night, from time to time there was an impact force that wanted to break through the barrier of the enchantment, and there was no trace.

Wormtail enters another library.

'I remember this man, I know this man, where have I seen this man!' babbling and worrying.

More and more interested in the identity of the demons.,Search back and forth next to the bookcase.,Can't wait.,In the most unacceptable.,Stopped between the bookcases about the history of the demons.,Count back with the catalog.,Anxious.。

"It's you!" "It's you!" as if he had obtained the treasure, he suddenly smiled, hurriedly pulled out the dusty book, and exhaled again and again to lift the wind and dust, to see the title of Kishimoto clearly, and he was in the middle of it.