Knock on the door

"Senior, Ma Zhangmen, junior sister, Wangqiu Mountain has arrived, I will return to Shimen to resume my life, and this time I didn't bring the gift of worshipping the mountain, so I won't come to visit. "The Baixiang carriage was galloping, and in a while it arrived at Wangqiu Mountain, across the entire China.

When they arrived at Wangqiu Mountain, they put down the three of them and took the lead in speaking, what they said was reasonable and well-founded, Cheng Zijin and Ma Xiaoyang were not easy to say.

He could only say a few words, and then went to a small bottle of spiritual liquid, which Fa Zheng accepted half-pushed, and then rushed to the sky.

"It's going to change the sky, I feel like I'm going home to collect my clothes!" Cheng Zijin looked at Fa Zheng in the distance, at this time, he couldn't hide the brilliance of the magic weapon, anyone could see it, it can be seen that his heart has thrown the separation between heaven and earth and immortals out of the clouds, and he is not afraid of mortals seeing it at all, let alone what time it is, seeing that the cultivation of the three precepts seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

"What now?" Ma Xiaoyang didn't care about Cheng Zijin's deep thought, opened the mountain gate, and then said as he walked. "Now that Xiao Jin and they have gone to Jiulongpo, Wei Wei and Tao Yaoyao have also been sent out, do you want to call them back now?"

"Spread out, if we stand tall in this wind, they will be safe, and if the trees come, they will be seeds everywhere, and the mountains will not die. Cheng Zijin said lightly.

"Big fox, what the hell have you been through? Wang Heyi suddenly asked, and everyone could understand the concern and distress.

"Seeing him raise the Zhu Tower, seeing him feasting guests, seeing his building collapse. Suddenly, Ma Xiaoyang's heart moved, and he said the words I don't know if it was a dream of red mansions or a peach blossom fan.

Cheng Zijin gave him a blank look, and then took the lead in walking into the mountain gate.

Back to the mountain, Ma Xiaoyang began to refine the Donghuang Bell wholeheartedly, but the more this happened, the slower the progress became, as if the Donghuang Bell that resonated with it on Penglai Island was an illusion, and the spirit in front of him was like a mountain, and there was an unspeakable oppression for Ma Xiaoyang.

Since Kunlun Mountain was released, all news over there has been cut off, and I don't know what the reason is, as if the entire Wangqiu Mountain is on an isolated island, severing its connection with the cultivation world and even the world.

Except for Ma Xiaoyang and Wang Heyi's parents who occasionally call and live in isolation, everyone understands that this is the calm before the storm.

When this storm will come, no one knows, all that can be done is to manage this mountain gate more reliably.

Unconsciously, a month has passed, and there is no special progress in the East Emperor Bell, and the storm has come.

"Ma Xiaoyang, come out and die!" "This day is a day of wind and sunshine, and it is also a good day to kill people and sell goods.

A shout penetrated the big array, and broke out directly in Wangqiu Mountain, and immediately, four figures rushed to the gate of the mountain, Cheng Zijin, Ma Xiaoyang, Wang Heyi, and Jiuli Daoren, with a gloomy face, looked at each other, although they were speechless, but their eyes were already full of murderous intent.

"In any case, the first battle is inevitable, I thought Jiang Ziya had to ask you what you meant first, and Izumo also understood what I meant, but today, I can't understand it, it doesn't matter if I understand it or not, if you kill your majesty, someone will naturally come to talk about it. Cheng Zijin said.

"Got it!" Ma Xiaoyang waved his hand, locked the demon tower, and the roots of heaven and earth emerged one after another. The apricot blossom smoke and rain turned into a thick fog that could not be dissolved, and began to spread around.

"Don't you need to protect the mountain? With the Eastern Emperor Bell, they can't attack it. Wang Heyi said worriedly.

"Each has its own hole cards, how can there be a king at the beginning, and if you don't show your strength, you won't pay attention to it, but don't hold it up, don't forget the East Emperor Bell. Although Cheng Zijin said easily, he was still worried in his heart and reminded him.

"Boss, forever, remember. The Jiuli Dao people said a word.

Ma Xiaoyang glanced at everyone, and then the mountain gate opened and rushed to the sky.

As soon as he came out of the big array, there was only one person outside, who had never seen him before, looking righteous, but there was a lot of anger between his eyebrows.

"Who are you!" Ma Xiaoyang asked.

"He Ze, the one who took your life. As soon as He Ze's voice fell, he attacked him.

The coming momentum is fierce, a bland knife in his hand, He Ze is almost gone, there is only one knife between heaven and earth, Ma Xiaoyang's face is slightly gloomy, the apricot blossoms and fireworks and rain expand violently, and one by one small whirlpools come out, layer by layer towards the knife cover.

That knife is full of indomitable sharpness, no matter how many small whirlpools appear, they will be annihilated in the first moment, but if one is split, there will be two new ones covering it, and for a while, it seems that for the first time they collided, Ma Xiaoyang had the upper hand.

Just when everyone thought that the first move was going to be so different, the long knife skyrocketed in an instant, and it seemed to have the effect of devouring the aura, and all the aura around the apricot blossom smoke and rain was swallowed up, mixed with the impact of the whirlpool being split, it looked like a layer of thick mist, cut off by the long knife that was across the heavens and the earth.

Ma Xiaoyang sensed that something was wrong for the first time, he never hid his selfishness, and the light and shadow appeared, and countless shadows appeared at the root of heaven and earth in an instant, and in an instant, they were together, and the tip of the needle rushed towards the knife shadow.

The first move dissipated like this, and there was no sound in the air.

Immediately after, the knife slashed again, this time, it was no longer a dry one, it was visible to the naked eye, and white flashes appeared and disappeared.

"He Ze doesn't know what the origin is, this knife doesn't look like a mortal thing, and the realm is higher than Ma Xiaoyang. Cheng Zijin said worriedly.

"Ma Xiaoyang, you have to come on!" Wang Heyi muttered.

Ma Xiaoyang naturally couldn't hear the words of a few people here, but the coercion that appeared, but it was the first to bear the brunt, Ma Xiaoyang poured the true qi into the root of heaven and earth, and a white light appeared in the root of the whole heaven and earth, looking at the little one, Ma Xiaoyang kicked under his feet, smashed towards the giant knife, and collided with each other again, a black hole appeared in the place where the two weapons touched, and a black hole appeared in an instant, and then burst suddenly, a smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun flew up, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, only a 100-meter-wide pit was left on the ground, and the surrounding area was a flying dust.

Immediately afterwards, He Ze disappeared again, this time, suddenly the surroundings became brighter, seeing countless lights appear, and reorganized in the sky, and gradually a big knife composed of pure light appeared, just a knife tip, there is a thousand-year-old tree surrounded by a person, people standing in such a scene, very small.

Involuntarily, Wang Heyi sweated in her heart.

Ma Xiaoyang began to frantically cast the spectroscopic shadows, and one after another the light appeared, not dissipating or merging, just floating around, the more it turned out, and finally raised his eyes to see, nearly a thousand meters around, all of them were phantoms of the roots of heaven and earth.

It seemed to be accumulating strength, and after about ten minutes, the light knife was pressed down, and with a wave of Ma Xiaoyang's hand, one phantom after another rushed out one after another, stabbing towards the point on the tip of the knife.

From a distance, it looks like an ant holding a needle and poking an adult with a machete, which is full of funny and tenacious.