Chapter 221: Mountain Man

The Tao dispels demons and rises, and the evil power is at its peak. The Heavenly Dome was terrifyingly killed, causing the Quartet to be furious. Guangshi was as big as grief and indignation, and when he saw that the shore of the road was strong to help, he immediately decided that the holy Buddha would make a move.

"Contemplation of Freedom, Ruyi Wheel, Law Open Vajra Seal!"

"Eight Traces of Xianyue!"

The strict law stands against the sky, and the solemn hall master goes first. Tianyuan Zhenren also used the Xuanji Mental Method, and joined forces to fight against the fierce power of the gods.

The Buddha King Kong is angry, and the Taoist is elegant, fighting for the opportunity to fight. The vast internal force of the heavenly dome was quickly raised, and the sword roared suddenly, but it was the tip of the sword that came out of the sheath to lock the vest. But just as the Qingjun Daoist was about to move, the demonic consciousness suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Young master, have you forgotten your identity?"

"It's you, Silence Destroyer. ”

When Ren Yunxian responded in shock, the Qitian Sword sent out several cold sword lights, shooting towards the central heavenly dome. The God of Extermination's sleeves was blowing in the wind, and he was firmly suppressing the two people opposite, and suddenly Ren Yunji rushed with a sword, and he was caught off guard and retreated a few steps.

"I have not forgotten who I am, but I have never remembered when I became an ally with the Celestial Dome. ”

"Wait, if the young master makes another dangerous move, I'm afraid Lingziling's life will not be guaranteed!"

"Well, that's clear!"

"Huh. ”

The secret demon no longer answered, and suddenly heard the heart-wrenching news, and Ren Yunji hesitated. And without any cloud trail to help, the sky dome sorted out and came back to his senses, concentrating on the vigilance and fighting steadily, and pressed the two of them down for a moment.

However, the fragrant wind was permeating, and Danqing saw the sword for a moment, and immediately reversed the situation. The mountains are full of fragrant herbs, accompanied by the shadow of the flowers, and the instantaneous is full of a hundred zhang of Limang, and the horizontal and vertical chops are ten thousand changes, and the antelope hangs its horns, and there is no trace to be found.

"How could it be her?!"

The sword of Twilight Autumn Yun was against the palm of his hand, and the enemy's number of the sky was attacked on three sides, and the tiger's mouth was like a fire kiss, and he was slightly injured when he landed. After a while, the Heavenly Monarch who recognized the identity of the person was undecided, just because he did not understand the other party's motive for coming.

"Xianqing, retreat first!"

Unexpectedly, the number of reinforcements on the other side, the eyes of the Heavenly Dome flickered, and after thinking about it, he finally made a decision, and suddenly rushed towards a King Kong and blasted it into a blood mist, and then urged the disillusionment true qi, mixed with the blood-colored mist as a sharp light, and retreated with a false move.

"His Holiness!"

And after the Heavenly Dome left, the white-clothed sword spirit seemed to have another goal, that is, to turn into frost and white streamers, and go straight to the depths of Yungu Thunder Peak. At the same time, Tianyuan Zhenren was worried about Ren Yun's trace, and hurriedly followed the searcher to confirm the situation. St. Mida also had to leave the bones of the monks to collect them, so that the light of the world was as big as one person from behind.

"Huh?!"

In the dark and forbidden place, a shadow illuminates the darkness, like a glow shuttling through the narrow passage, and when his feet are repeated, he can't help but let out a soft sigh, as if he is annoyed. Immediately after, Guangshi Daru also entered from the outside, and exclaimed sharply after careful investigation.

"There was a strong evil atmosphere left at the scene...... No, how could the head of the Buddha not be seen?"

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"The eyes are written in the end, and the branches and leaves are lifted to see the spirit. Because he knew that the illusion came out of the sky, he asked for the old wheel in the world. ”

The pine is strong cypress, standing tall and tall. A man with plain cloth and gray hair hanging down his shoulders, like a country man, holding an old cane of dead wood with new sprouts, walked slowly down the Gouchen Mountain Path.

"Alas, the mountain road is steep, and you should pay attention to slow down the mountain. ”

"Hey, it's in the way!"

Suddenly, several strong winds blew on the right side, lifting the linen robe. The vicissitudes of life sighed and blurted out, ordinary people's horizontal canes are so wonderful that they just block the way of the Heavenly Monarch. Although he was vigilant, he had no mercy on irrelevant people, and he swung like a heavy stone through the air, blasting towards those who were in the way.

"You?!"

"How am I?"

The blow that can level the peak of thousands of feet is like a gentle breeze blowing on the face, and it does not damage the spoiler. Suddenly realizing that the other party's foundation was unfathomable, Su Xianqing's expression changed, and he hurriedly protected Yi Chunhan behind him.

The Demon Yuan around the Heavenly Dome is full of energy, and the strong true qi is ready to go: "With such a foundation, it is by no means an idle person. What's your name?!"

"There are many idlers and hermits in the Bitter Realm. I'm just a mountain villager, and I'm just a meeting with you, so why do I need to get to the bottom of it?"

At the previous pace, those who followed the path down the mountain walked down the mountain steadily. Glancing at Su Xianqing's father and daughter, the two of them were ordered to leave for the time being, following the mysterious person.

"When did it start that the mountain people also had such a mastery?"

"A thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the suffering situation is always progressing, does the Heavenly Monarch of the Holy Faith in the Last Ages also have to sit in the well and watch the sky?"

Calmly and calmly descended the steps, the person with an unknown surname seemed to recognize the number of the sky on his side, and spit out a question that made his mind move. In the strange silence, the Sky Dome suddenly felt that the other party's footsteps were speeding up, as if a divine lightning flashed, and dozens of miles had gone in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that the journey between you and me has come to an end. ”

The endless silver pan giant lake, shrouded in misty light rain, splashed chaotic ripples.

The mysterious figure is set on the shore of the lake with his back to each other. After hesitating, he suppressed the heart of the immediate action, and warned in a cold tone: "There are some things that you can't interfere in. Don't lose your life. ”

"Dongting smoke and rain - Yan Bian Zhou. ”

Luo Tuobu clothes are like hidden mountains and rivers, the mysterious person does not answer but spits out a strange name, the cane dots the lake and cuts a layer of sparkling waves, and the body is like a mist gradually dissipating, leaving seven words in vain.

"Zhenyuan is introverted, without any leakage, who is this person?"

The Heavenly Dome wanted to capture the remnants, and the Illusion Destroying Divine Skill restored the true qi on the spot, but it was nothing. I don't want to meet a master with an unknown position on the road to the Buddha, the sky is ominous, his face is cloudy and uncertain for a while, he turns around abruptly in the voice of self-questioning, and rushes back to the holy legend of the last days, that is, to prepare for the next day.

In the opposite direction, Yan Bianzhou crossed the wide lake, and his gray and thick eyebrows were raised lightly, and he turned halfway to change his destination, and came to the vicinity of the Tianhe River, which was frozen for thousands of miles.

"The wind is sweeping thousands of miles, the dust is angry, and the world is at a loss. In the end, the ancient road is asleep, the clouds are vast, and the sky is washed. ”

After a fierce battle, there were still thousands of feet of hollow space on the ice surface of Tianhe, exuding a residual scorching breath.

Although the terrain took advantage of the terrain to repel Duanmu Xielong, Jing Canglang's two friends were not immune to internal injuries. At this moment, he noticed that someone was coming from Tianhe, and Jing Canglang, who was heavy on his shoulders, immediately appeared for a while in order to prevent outsiders from disturbing.

"This is the place where the Tilt Wave people have passed away and lived in seclusion, who is Your Excellency?"

"Oh, it's a pity that the old people don't know each other. ”

"The deceased?"

Dealing with people on weekdays, Jing Canglang has an extraordinary stubbornness, carefully observing for a long time but not having the slightest impression, and suddenly became more puzzled: "I'm sorry, I have never met Your Excellency." Today's Tilt Bo people are inconvenient to entertain guests, and please Haihan. ”

"But someone was hurt?"

"Huh?!"

"Don't be nervous. I just came from Yunqi Thunder Peak, and I heard that Duanmu Xielong came here to provoke, so I made this trip. ”

"Lei Feng...... What happened to Emperor Rulai?"

"Looks like it's missing. ”