The waves are endless, and the sea and the sky are overturned. The rain whale vein was robbed, and it was a pity that Mrs. Huisi suggested that Qing Haichao made a special trip to seek revenge, and the majestic palm was full of stamina, and there was no bottom and no bottom.

"It's you, just in time!"

"Be careful!"

Duanmu Xielong forced the battle against Jingcang Waves, and was suddenly cross-cut by the tide of the sea, and was suddenly beaten to the mountain wall, which immediately gave rise to anger.

There are two pairs of enemies in one day, but the disaster dragon is not afraid, and the evil dragon slashes like a knife and whips to the road, and the fierce goes straight to the tide of the sea.

But seeing that there was no god soldier in the north storm, Jing Canglang woke up at the same time, and decisively waved the Kun Feng in his hand, and the cold sword qi instantly made a side move. The swords overlapped, and the violent impact prevented the Duanmu Xielong from leaving the battlefield. Kunchen immediately strode forward, stalking and fighting for nothing.

"Hmmm......"

The old enemy fights for his life, and there is no respite. Qing Haichao has his own arrogance, and he doesn't want to be outnumbered by the crowd, so he stops and looks on coldly.

However, the bones of the Imperial Divine Wind were found in the sight, and the Northern Storm suddenly showed what the intention of the Duanmu Xielong was. Suddenly, he saw the feathers fluttering, and the proud shadow moved out of his palm, and in the blink of an eye, the wreckage had been included in the scope of the guard.

"You can't take it away, remove the God Seal!"

Sweeping the action of the sea tide, Duanmu Xielong raised the yuan. The evil fire of the burning sky cut through the red rays, and if the dark red undercurrent plague was all over the place, it strongly shook back the Jing Canglang, and the evil dragon slash in his hand followed it and immediately slashed out.

"Waves chase the peak!"

The flame blast is killed by the wind, but it is already the end of the crossbow. Qinghai tide is as steady as Mount Tai, not moved by the stormy waves, and the sleeves fluttering with a palm instantly hit the edge of the evil soldiers, and Haoyuan vomited Duanmu Xielong was injured on the spot.

However, Tianyan Demon City was not the only one in Duanmu Xielong. The calamity dragon was injured at the current juncture, and he no longer had time to take care of the obsession of the strong man fighting alone and fighting alone before the shame, and immediately flew to the aid of the outside of the army, and the three prohibitions of the blood slaughter were started, and the sound of the air roared and attacked the northern storm.

"Oh, the whale rises and the dragon sinks!"

The demon is fierce and powerful, the tide of the sea does not change and is calm, the lunge sinks and turns the palm up, and the true yuan is agitated like a whale jumping over the flat sea and swooping down, and the majestic power is pressed down.

As soon as the two sides met, where they stood, the cracks in the rock spread rapidly, forcing them to retreat.

The initial temptation is not taken, and the fear of extinction is even worse, and when he looks around the three mountain walls, his brain moves, and the fierce strength of the thunder is introduced into the palm of the sea tide like a wave, spreading around and shaking the roots of the mountains, causing the cave to shake the heavens and the earth.

"Delusional, a hundred tides are fixed!"

Even if the demon is very brave, how can the foundation be slightly inferior. Sensing that the other party intended to take advantage of the chaos to rob things, Qing Haichao brushed his sleeves to smooth the collision of the true yuan, and returned the restless place to calm.

"Go, Xuan Lei slashed angrily. ”

Clinker, the extinction of the exposition did not take advantage of the situation, but the demon yuan burst out with all his strength. Although Qing Haichao was surprised, his response was not slow at all, and he pushed out with both hands and slashed the magic skill, and the endless true yuan gradually gained the upper hand.

However, the time to cut off the exposition is to exchange the wound for the sake of the moment. Just as the two sides were in a hurry, a demon shadow with the same demonic aura suddenly broke in, snatching the backbone of the Imperial Divine Wind away, and then broke the deadlock with a false blow.

Seeing this, Duanmu Xielong snorted, and suddenly shifted his shape and turned to Qinghai Chao, and immediately retreated sharply.

"Thank you for your help. ”

"Not necessarily. I looked for Duanmu Xielong, just to pry old grievances. ”

Qing Haichao has always been cold to strangers, but he did not show great eagerness, and asked indifferently: "What is the origin of this fierce fang?"

"Duanmu Xielong is the creator of "Burning Like a Technique", ......"

A long time ago, Duanmu Xielong's Yin Body died in the early days of the Divine Skill, causing his Skill to weaken and lose the duel and die in Jingcang Waves. Because of this, after listening to Jing Canglang's explanation of everything, Qing Haichao knew that the mortal enmity between the two sides was indelible.

However, the Northern Whale Tao is arrogant, and he is not afraid of the disaster dragon seeking revenge? And since this cause exists with Jing Canglang, Qing Haichao's tone has become much warmer, and he is deeply concerned: "In this case, what did he do to take away the wreckage?"

"That wreck is the remains of my friend, the Evil Divine Spirit. And if it is not bad as expected, it is very likely that the Heavenly Enchant Demon City will grasp the spirit flesh of his friends, and it may not be used to use it for the right path to seek backbone......"

In the end, Jing Canglang couldn't help clenching his fists. If you let the Imperial Divine Wind be used by the Demon City, it would be better to destroy your backbone. It's a pity that the wood has been completed, and the Jingcang waves are even more numerous, and Duanmu Xielong will never give up the next move.

"Not good!"

Rivals know each other best. Suddenly recalled the performance of Duanmu Xielong's threat, Jing Canglang knew that he would definitely take action, and immediately felt bad and left.

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Yungu Leifeng recuperated for a few days, and Yan Bianzhou was very bored, so he patiently taught Shenxiu. It's just that Brahma and the Buddha's tricks are already difficult to digest, and Huaisheng Nianxi is no longer very enthusiastic about Buddhism's martial arts, and the efficiency of his work is much lower: "It's very boring to learn Buddhism's martial arts all the time." ”

"What do you want?"

"When I collect all the martial arts of the three major streams, will I be able to defeat my sister? Well, no...... She may not have won me now. ”

"Heh, I don't know where the Heavenly Buddha Venerable is, it seems that you are destined to be disappointed. ”

"It's a pity. ”

There was no regret on his face, and Huai Sheng Nianxi objected to Yan Bianzhou and was a little disappointed that he did not answer. I can't be sure of the identity of the other party, and the little girl is still anxious after all.

Guessing the silver-haired girl's mind, Yan Bianzhou smiled lightly and said, "There is nothing to regret." A teacher is like a father, and if I teach you, isn't it better than someone who has nothing to do with it?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, a flash of inspiration moved in his mind, Huai Sheng Nianxi blinked, and was about to get closer to ask.

However, no matter how slow Guangshi Daru and the others reacted, there were times when they noticed the Tibetans of Yun Lei Peak. Especially with the end of the battle of the Heavenly Dome, the news of the emperor's reappearance in the world also spread to Yunqi Thunder Peak.

And although they avoided the forbidden land of Leifeng, which was rarely visited, Yan Bianzhou and Huaisheng Nianxi were still found by the monks soon after, and the people at the head were Guangshi Daru and Shengmituo. However, when we met again, the atmosphere at the scene was not as good as expected, and even far worse than when we landed on the shore......

"Buddha ......"

Swallowing an unspeakable word, Guangshi Daru stood three steps away, bowed down and apologized: "The donor came to the door, Lei Feng couldn't meet him from afar, and he looked at Haihan." ”

"The master is polite. But the apprentice and I became evildoers, which made you embarrassed. ”

The person who understood Lei Feng couldn't let go of his knot, and he didn't want to confess his identity to the monks, Yan Bianzhou simply looked at the monks behind him and asked, "I didn't see this master on the shore of the road that day, I don't know what it is?"

"Ahem, I'll tell you myself. ”

Different from ordinary Buddhas, a lamp of Zen is a little more comfortable and chic, and talks and laughs informally to ease the embarrassing atmosphere of the scene.

On the same day, he was attacked by Duanmu Xielong, a lamp Zen and a hanging pot were clearly dragged down by their injuries, and they didn't want to worry Jing Canglang, so after the heavy damage of the holy legend in the last days, they rushed to the shore of Dengdao and Yunqi Thunder Peak respectively.

One is to avoid unnecessary risks, and the other is to take care of each other. And Yideng Zen was once Venerable Lei Feng, so he naturally quickly reintegrated and was recognized by everyone.

At this moment, I found that the light world was as big as the expression was different, and I didn't understand the inside story, and looked at the Buddha and said: "Goodbye to this holy knife in the town hall, I can't help but recall the majesty of the Buddha's head." If he is there, Yun Thunder Peak will never be disturbed by evil spirits. ”

"Alas, when you need it, you are the head of the Buddha, and when you dislike it, you are a demon monk, which seems to be not in line with the practice of Buddhism?"

Clinker, Yan Bianzhou didn't appreciate this, and he was no longer indifferent at the moment. There seemed to be anger flickering in his eyes, Yan Bianzhou's injuries had not healed, and the evil aura around his body was faintly overflowing, and he was even more ridiculous when he opened his mouth to mock others.

"As the saying goes, it is better to ask for others than for yourself. Emperor Rulai is already difficult to protect himself, how can he afford the high expectations of everyone?"