Situational starry sky flowing...

The dark passages were ambushed in the hills of the high territories, and the watery heavenly consciences of the sunset alien races, even if the battle started carelessly, were disintegrated by one pass, until the water flooded the plain, and the water level was level with the river, and the backflow strategy was noisy for half a day.

The little lord played a good hand of chess, and almost effortlessly, began to notice all over the plain of the four directions, and appeared in a loud voice, like an ant pouring into a nest.

The little lord pointed at the long sword, and the military headquarters looked at the slopes of the four directions, and a rain of arrows, scattered with stars, chased towards the outcasts, blocked before a wave of thunder, a loud sound, and the dense rain of arrows fell down the plain, and the thunder and lightning surrounded.

Not only did he frighten the little lord, but also the leaders of the various military departments, the Duke of Great Xia also moved his dignity, and the sky was covered by clouds, and there was a gloomy atmosphere.

"It's that one of the demons. The attendant approached, and said.

"It seems that he has not been taught enough. "Displeased.

At this point, Wan Jun thunder and lightning slashed down from the dense clouds, and the crowd of Fangyuan Ark and all the birds controlled by the birds were electrocuted out of a body of white bones, thunder and lightning, and turned the tide.

I saw the little lord holding a round orb, threw it, pierced into the sky, closed his eyes with his palms closed, and spoke on his lips, the orb was used to promote the production of restraints, and there were no dark clouds in the sky when it was blasted, and the demon was exposed to the empty space alone, and thousands of eyes were watching.

"Sir!" the attendant stepped forward and handed over the longbow, and a feather arrow carrying the spell mark was wound, startling him into a cold sweat, the bow opened the full moon, and the demon disappeared when he hit the body.

"No need to chase!" the little lord raised his hand to stop it, and as if nothing had happened, he turned around and looked at the remnants of the routed army gushing out of the hillside;

"He has suffered a lot, will he show his face again for a while and a half, strengthen the Duke's protective measures, and he has come today to ask for the lives of these people. ”

The royal pastor accepted the situation, and this great victory saved face for the previous decline, raised his eyebrows, and the grand duke cast an approving gaze, complacent.

"Yes, it's this person, the identity of the demon clan, I know him! Mr. Tiangang has always been old and stubborn, and he has also changed his respectful attitude, and he looks at the two of them, full of expectations.

"You may not know him, but I know that after the last battle with the ancestors from the Extreme Abyss, Kunlun Nanxu and Demon Cultivation, the demon clan has an immortal-level identity, and has fought with me many times, this image, tone, and behavior style are exactly the same!"

The listeners look at each other, obscure.

"His name is Yingzhao, he is a figure in ancient times, and the ancestors of Fuxi and other leaders are figures in the early days of mountains and seas, and he is the third servant of the Red Charm Seat. He was also full of suspicion when he spit out, so he simply strode forward, opened the door of the pavilion and went straight to it.

The father and son glanced at each other, and hurriedly restrained, the little lord followed the duke out of the Shanhai Pavilion, and hurriedly stepped on the suspended stairs with a look on his face, completely ignoring the immortal cultivators who had been crowded in the square for a long time, waiting for the triumphal ceremony, and the hope of Yunni.

As soon as I saw that the Shanhai Pavilion, which had been quiet for a long time, opened the door, and the three most authoritative representatives appeared, rushing to the main ceremony, ecstatic and full of emotion.

Yuezhi Tiangang pushed aside the priest who came to meet him, panicked, glanced at the crowd, and was impatient.

Summoned the flying sword, went to the west block of Kunlun City, to the 'Xia Ming area' Kunlun Mountain Immortal Cultivation Place, and the direction of the White Tiger Hall of the Library Pavilion, rushing like a spark.

"Duke, please stay..."The priest was not treated by Yuezhi Tiangang, and he was confused, so he saw that he was also in a hurry, and dared to appeal, reminding him, this square full of immortal cultivators has been waiting for a long time.

"Oh!" the duke replied with a long head, looking at the whereabouts of Yuezhi Tiangang, holding it roughly steady, taking into account the present, turning back to face the priest and facing everyone, bowing slightly, to apologize, and provoke cheers.

pulled the Great Xia Imperial Pastoral Pestle to the middle of the table, pushed it in front of him, and raised his eyebrows;

"My son Daxia Imperial Pastor, this time the southern expedition to Sunset City, flooded the Colosseum, strategized, turned the tide, and laid a stable year for the future of Kunlun City, reported the grievances of the Yellow River Festival, promoted to earl, ranked first and second in the upper cabinet, from now on, Kunlun City will be open to all rewards, everyone pay attention to the news, don't miss the opportunity!"

Taking advantage of the free time, he hurriedly pulled his sister-in-law closer, looking hurried, "I'll leave it to you next!" After saying that, he called the flying sword, and chased after Yuezhi Tiangang in a cheer.

Colorful smoke and flower petals floated from the square, all looking at the new earl with admiration, and the imperial priest of Great Xia lost his posture and looked forward to the departure of the grand duke, unable to bear it.

"Sir!" the priest reminded, taking a small step forward and then retreating, respectfully. He turned around.

"So!" put on a picture of harmony, pretending to be suspenseful, looking at the crowd and suddenly silent, impatient.

The little lord blinked, his toes swaggering, "What could be more important than the Open Soul Rock Spirit to illustrate the significance of this grand event. The words were full of voices, and the crowd was aroused.

Kunlun City rises layer upon layer of protective seals, after the Mountains and Seas Pavilion, a field of Zhuyao, arranged from the north of the Shanhai Pavilion, the wilderness of Zhuyao, layers of organs seal and unspell, rise out of three azure rocks, the sky is full of heavenly soldiers and generals, and they are screaming.

On the square, all the immortal cultivators, gathering their spirits, squatting and meditating, one by one without distractions, did not wait for me to absorb the essence of the azure stone rock, raised the upper limit, and was silent in an instant.

"You will preside over the next ceremony, and I will put things first, and everything will be done according to tradition. "This father and son are working the same way, plus the city lord Yuezhi Tiangang, since he came out of the mountains and seas, the drought and the clouds, I wish to withdraw early.

After saying that, taking advantage of the difficulty of waiting for the crowd to stop, he hurriedly summoned the flying sword and chased after the Duke of Great Xia.

Yuezhi Tiangang leaped over Kunlun City and connected to the Xidong Main Gang Road, and entered a scholarly pavilion territory, the Xia Ming area of Kunlun City.

Here the flying pavilion Liudan, heavy eaves and tiles, surrounded by books, purple electricity and green frost.

The scale of the architectural style is according to the level of each beginner, the level of advanced study, the scales are swinging, sitting towards the farthest place, looking closely at the buildings facing the farthest place, a pavilion bound by fine iron chains, sometimes cloudy, 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 successive leaders.

Some creatures were sealed in it, and these sacrificed creatures absorbed the essence of Kunlun Mountain and the immortal cultivators, and almost every book awakened their consciousness, and they could 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 being cursed before their death, or lured or deceived, captured and killed, but all non-human creatures with spirit and spirit will be unwilling to die, not dead or alive.

After several troubles, the cabinet decided to close the White Tiger Hall, listed as a forbidden pavilion, and those who entered without authorization would be expelled from Kunlun Mountain if the circumstances were serious, and those who deliberately caused trouble would be tried in the tower.

The soldiers guarding the seal of the White Tiger Hall were vigilant about the comers, and seeing that their status was noble, they opened the enchantment and were busy kowtowing to salute.

"Excuse me!" the Grand Duke waved his sleeves horizontally, fighting heavy mountains.

After collecting the flying sword, the front foot stepped into the enchantment of the White Tiger Hall, the wind and clouds on the top of the pavilion changed color, and the clouds were shrouded, and there seemed to be a hidden force driving thunder and lightning.

A pair of eyes hidden behind the clouds, looking at himself brightly, the heavy rain in the enchantment was pouring all over the moon, and a group of people fell on one knee beside him.

The abnormal sky lasted for a long time, the smoke dissipated, the sunlight passed through the barrier, shining everyone, refreshing and refreshing, the wet clothes were completely renewed, and the phenomenon just now had a phantom effect.

"The duke has a long life!" stepped forward and saluted respectfully, the head of the seven candidates of the Yuezhi clan.

The forces of the Yuezhi Gate are mainly responsible for the security of Kunlun Mountain, responsible for the heavy monitoring positions, the tower prison of quicksand, the White Tiger Hall, the field of Ousi in the north, the mermaid ancestors in the south, and the suppression of the gods in the fourth mountain range in the west, Zhongqu Mountain.

Many gods.

The Soul and the Netherworld, in opposition to the poor ghost and the Netherworld, were born in the Chaos Period, and were foreign bodies transformed by the fetal qi of the birth of the divine dragon, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

There was an agreement with Fu Xi, promising to kill the demon cultivators led by the Red Charm from the extreme abyss, Kunlun Nanxu, and share the rock spirit of the immortal soul for eternity.

After Fuxi flew to the immortals, the pioneers of the Xiuxian tribe of the plateau mountain tribe killed the Northern Wilderness, and then sealed the Duoshen clan in the fourth mountain range in the west, Zhongqu Mountain.

This spirit and underworld clan gradually became resentful, blackened the body, ghosts, demons and monsters, but any living creature that entered Zhongqu Mountain was devoured.

Make trouble, at the mercy of Zhongqu Mountain into a fairyland of mountains and seas, find their own targets and transform into various biological forms, have the ability to perceive the inner ability, put on the most willing side, attract all creatures to enter the back foot into the enchantment, all over the wreckage, birds withered, will be transformed, tearing the skin and swarms up, gnawing all over the place.

The multi-god clan regarded this behavior as revenge on Kunlun Mountain, and became more and more resentful, they vowed to blacken themselves, recuperate, and hope that one day they would be able to break through the seal of suppression on the top of the mountain, and go south to swallow Kunlun Mountain, leaving no one behind.

Dressed all day long to lure the creatures to death, open a bloody skin sac, draped around the body, never stop to impact the mountain top barrier, moths throw fire, and then unrestricted to split the body, derive more races, lure and kill, never stop.