A war book, spreading the hardships all over. There are many people who are worried, there are many people who do good things, there are many people who gloat, and there is no shortage of people who are opportunistic and conspiratorial.

The dim candlelight reflected a dark Kunwu ancient sword against the wall. The smoke of the furnace curled, the tea was fragrant, and the smoke of the ancient tomb behind the ink painting landscape screen listened to the return of the hanging shadow of the West Palace, and couldn't help but let out a meaningful chuckle: "God-given opportunity, don't miss it." ”

"The meaning of the master ......"

Dressed in a bright yellow flying fish suit, the Xigong hanging shadow was respectful, bowed and said, "Is it time for us to take away the troll god?" ”

"Yi Qixing has an appointment with the demon world, how can Chao Tianjiao sit idly by?"

The voice of indifference did not fluctuate, and the people behind the invisible curtain were like huge shadows, covering the future of the Four Wonders, and said unhurriedly: "The remaining people in the War Cloud Hanging Garden don't need to stay alive." ”

"Then this mission, I don't know who the master wants to carry out?"

"The three-headed troll god is not something you can subdue. I'm going to do it myself. But ......"

The thoughts in his mind flickered a few times, and Gu Ling Yanyan slowly rubbed the teacup in his hand, and within a moment, he made a decision: "Walk with me without a queen." On behalf of the teacher, you will send greetings to Chaotianjiao. ”

"Hmm...... Hundreds of years of sealing have greatly damaged his vitality, and the master should indeed continue to recuperate for a while. ”

"Ha, the hanging shadow is still my intimate good apprentice."

"Master Xie praised."

For the instructions of the great master of Yandu, the Xigong hanging shadow has been carried out until the end, and has tried his best to complete it perfectly. And because he found out that Wen Renran had fought in the cloud realm, the first disciple under the ancient tomb passed away for the sake of insurance, or cautiously asked: "Master Qi, I suspect the identity of Qiangong, which has made people with a heart have unnecessary associations. Does the Eastern Emperor want to ......?"

"Since he left the smoke capital for thousands of years, he is no longer the thousand palaces of the smoke capital. Do you understand what I mean? ”

"This, I believe that Qiangong has already been enlightened."

His gaze was slightly dim, and the words of the Hanging Shadow of the West Palace were still firm. And behind the screen, Gu Ling's voice was stunned, revealing a slight chill, and said: "Buwu Donghuang Qi Taizu did not bring benefits to Yandu as expected. Whether he is dead or alive, we will not have to pay close attention in the future. ”

"Please forgive me for being rude. Qi Taizu is not so much to pursue the treasure of the golden lion, but to enjoy the fun of chasing life and death. Death forbids countless treasures, and he discards them as if they were hidden. The futile was worried that he would ......"

"How?"

"The background of the younger brother without a queen."

"Huh?!"

The hanging shadow of the West Palace reminded faintly, and suddenly heard the deep sound in the house. When Emperor Wudong deceived his best friend and secretly sent Gong Wuhou to Yandu, it is still vivid. The meaning of the Xigong hanging shadow is naturally worried that Qi Taizu will use this to blackmail.

However, although Gu Ling Yanyan is a person in power with an extremely strong desire for exclusivity, he is not alarmed by some variables.

Gong Wuhou is his most satisfactory work, and it must not be touched by others. But before the Eye of Blood and Tears can be used to the extreme, Gu Ling Death Smoke still needs a few sharper whetstones to promote the full potential of Gong Wuhou......

Thinking about it for a moment, Gu Ling Yanyan smiled indifferently, shook his head and said with relief: "You are impatient." There are traces of eternity, and every move of Emperor Buwu Donghuang cannot be separated from the sight of Yandu. Instead of paying attention to him, let's finish the task at hand first. ”

"Yes, Hang Shadow Remember."

Respectfully withdrew from the cold window fame, the Xigong hanging shadow did not dare to be sloppy at all, and Lili Suoso explained the task. A cold wind blew, and the dim yellow candlelight blew away, leaving an invisible darkness, leaving only an inaudible sigh drifting into the wind......

"Against the sea. Unexpected delight. A sword emblem, what choice will you make? ”

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The cliff is majestic, the clouds are drums, and it stands solemnly, just like the appearance of easy to defend and difficult to attack. Since Ma Mengqu was destroyed, Wu Mengsheng brought everyone to Yungu Thunder Peak in order to ensure everyone's safety.

However, because he heard that the Hundred Demon Road was in pain with the battle cloud realm, Sanyu Shengsheng had to force his body to hurt his body, and he went into depth to understand the details: "Cough, cough...... According to your prediction on the spot, what is the level of strength of the Three Fierce Hell Transformations? ”

"To what extent ......"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Emperor Rulai, and Wen Renran replied almost with certainty: "Except for the one in the Buddha Head and the Desire Realm, or the senior brother in the sword dragon robe and holding the Shadow God Sword, I'm afraid no one on the table will be her opponent." ”

"This? Half a month is enough time for Hell to completely master the three evil ghosts? ”

"Do you think there's a problem?"

Seeing the other party's eyes showing doubts, Wen Ren couldn't help but think about it. Dreamless shook his head and said, "Not bad." The gossip you've handed over is not yet ripe. Even if the Black Prison has a way to promote life, it is impossible for the Fallen God Que to make the ghost hand without any flaws. ”

"Oh, too much?"

"Not bad. Bright Moon and Nightfeather have never practiced martial arts, and it is not possible to adapt to the unfathomable foundation of the Ghost King in fifteen days. ”

Sanyu Wumengsheng paced back and forth worriedly, unwilling to stop thinking for a moment, and did not see the sideburns and black hair for a few days, but there were a few more strands of hair inexplicably, and he raised his eyes to Wen Renran and said: "The way of martial arts is not the same. If it were an old dog, he might be able to find out the flaws in the ghost hand, so as to defeat the hellish change. However, although Yiqixing's foundation is also good, it may not have the ability to break through the protection of ghost words. ”

"Now the question is, how are you going to solve it? The hatred of the Seven Cultivators and the War Cloud Realm, we really have no position to intervene. And according to Qi Xing's arrogance, he is also not easy to compromise. ”

"We have no reason to interfere, what about the demon world itself?"

"What do you mean?"

"If the duel cannot be stopped, I think it is time to do everything possible to reverse the consequences. Soon, the baby will return to the Strange Paradise, one of the three veins of the Hundred Demon Path. ”

Although favor trading is the next step, at this point, dealing with the aftermath is the most important thing. In addition to trading with Yan Wusupreme, Wu Mengsheng was still unwilling to give up the power of the demon world, and then asked, "By the way, when you fought with the fallen god, did you notice anything unusual?" ”

"For example?"

"Demon energy attenuation is more than half."

The Fallen God took the Black and White Jade Buddha in order to resurrect the Emperor of the Heavenly Xuan. And if you want to use the things of Buddhism to save the fierce demons and huge evils, the fallen gods will inevitably lose a lot of skills.

But when they were competing with each other that day, Wen Renran did not notice that the demon energy of the Lord of the Black Prison was declining, so he muttered and denied: "No. Before the death of the six cloud Jiaos, the power of the Black Prison was much worse than the Beginningless Dark Realm. I don't think the Fallen God Que will take any chances, causing the three veins of the demon clan to be completely unbalanced. ”

"So, this half-month buffer?"

Asking a rhetorical question to break through the obstacle, Dreamless Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At that time, hell will not turn against water, and the war cloud realm will definitely be in danger. But for the Fallen God, the loss of the main enemy means that the end of the Sealed World may turn the target and swallow the Black Prison and the Strange Happiness Demon Vein. Ruthlessly removing the six cloud Jiao, even if it will make the end of the world angry, as long as the fallen god Que proposes a decisive battle between the black prison and the war cloud realm alone, there will be another chance for the dark world to have the extravagant hope of profit, so as to suspend the conflict between the two sides in a sense. However, getting the fifteen-day deadline will not only change the hell to the next level, but even the black prison itself will be reborn. At that time, at the end of the world, he will no longer be able to cover the sky in the demon world...... This Black Prison Demon Emperor's scheming city is really deep. ”

"I think so. You're not qualified to judge people like that. ”

Seeing that the white-clothed gentleman had analyzed his words clearly and thoroughly, he was really too lazy to complain about the dreamless life, Wen Renran simply said: "Now that I have clarified the plan to fall into the gods, it is obvious what I should do next." ”

"The black and white jade Buddha is a thing of the Buddha's hometown. The Demon Emperor has broken the contract first, so we should also pay respect. I also ask your friends to go to the black prison in person—'to confirm the truth'. ”