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The huge dragon shadow covers the sky and the sun at night, and there are pictures of salt sellers and merchants shuttling between the farmhouses, powerful swordsmen, generals who are invincible in the world holding swords and proudly looking at all living beings, beggars and most of the people are either holding their heads and crying wildly, or their expressions are aggrieved. Displaced people fall into the grass and loot for a living. All the pictures are reproduced as if they were realistic, full of blood and the helplessness of the world.

Styx watched as the sword turned into nothing, hidden in the earth. said to Mo Shenhong, the moment I took the Yellow Dragon Order out of the Ghost Valley, everyone's fate was doomed by God, and people who didn't know the height of the sky wanted to try to change this qiē, but they didn't know that it was all in vain. Man is too small compared to the sky, and that can compete with the sky.

In the long course of history, too many people have experienced too many failures, so most of the descendants are afraid of some existence. I was born in troubled times, I am a small person in the world, born in Shunsha, or died in the reverse sand, and I have the decision of the elders of Lingge,

You have the Yellow Dragon Order in hand, I can't stop you today if I ask myself, you can go. Styx Xuan bypassed the end of the fall, turned his back to him, hugged the woman in his arms and closed his eyes and said, You are different from them. Mo Shenhong didn't answer, but just walked into the distance, away from the strife.

On the other side, Tang Fan Xing, holding a landscape fan in his hand, holding half of his shoulders, his long hair hanging lazily, the shouts of killing behind him shook the sky, blood and rain splashed, he still maintained a smile on his face, Tang Fan Xing, white boots stepped on the purple leaves, making a slight creaking sound. Negative hand looked at the dark road, the beauty is in front of him, Xiu Mei Gongzi, can you look at the beauty, tell me Huang Longling.

The purple tree rose from the ground, dozens of feet high, the purple light spread into the distance through the branches and leaves, the fire phoenix in the sky, opened its mouth and screamed, the flames burned in the sky, and many immortals and guards were burned to the sky and screamed, Xiu Mei leaned on a big tree that appeared out of thin air, and whispered with a pale face, Are you threatening me, stretched out his hand and took a purple leaf that was dropped by the wind, and it was a trace of coolness in his palm.

Tang Fanxing continued, Mei Gongzi's senior brother Dark Night Xuan took Huang Long to order the judge to escape, and he really slapped the Venerable Guiguzi Uncle hard, and the seven families coexisted, and they were in the same breath. Don't you want our sect to help you catch traitors, then the Yellow Dragon Order is a scourge? Xiu Mei raised his head and glanced at Tang Fan Xingdao, the affairs of the Guigu faction did not need others to point out on the side, and they did things in vain and plotted against them.

Hearing this, Tang Fanxing was not angry, but slowly squatted on the ground, stretched out his fingers on the ground and squinted his eyes, the land trembled slightly, looking back I don't know when, a large number of Lingge people have disappeared, only more than 100 people and horses of the Immortal Sect and a long distance are silently watching the end of the sky, Tang Fanxing has a little more contempt for the end of the flood in his heart, only to feel that the land trembles violently, it seems that there are thousands of iron riders on the ground, not to mention, he shook his hand, and took the lead in hiding into the darkness...... The purple tree was bright, getting lighter and lighter, and more than a hundred people and horses of the Immortal Sect receded like a tide.

Leaving only a pile of corpses that had just died on the ground, the light green boy, standing quietly on the battlefield, there was no one behind her except Steward Liu, dozens of guards were all lying here, the boundless wasteland, there was a faint sad smile in the distance, desolate and indifferent, whispering, the fire clouds are so close; Steward Liu hurriedly replied hoarsely,

Master, he just wanted to say more ,,,, but he heard that his voice had an inexplicable panic, and he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth, and the long bright moon was in the dim clouds, flashing with pretty eyes, and the beautiful son never looked at the darkness again, and the ears of the two people were only the neighing of ten thousand horses. Gone far. Large maple leaves,