The Azure Planet is in sight.

The fox demon Da was a little excited, but Li Fengqi was very happy, looking at a space station in the distance, the bright red national flag on it was in the starry sky, and it was the most beautiful words in the world that could not be described as beautiful.

Smiled and asked Daji if the jailer's descendants were only in the east.

Daji nodded yes.

The others are indigenous.

Li Fengqi said, I didn't disappoint you.

Over thousands of years, our civilization has gone through a long period of decline and is now at the top of the world.

Would love to go over and say hello.

Daji laughed, "Don't go, it's only frightening." ”

Li Fengqi thought about it too.

If the astronauts on the space station found a stone ship crossing the starry sky without any protection, and the image was transmitted back to Earth, it was afraid that it would cause a big wave.

So I was very melancholy.

I returned home at night.

Near the atmosphere, after the stone ship broke in, there were layers of ripples, and when I looked up again, the space station was gone.

I entered the mountain and river society map.

The stone boat went straight to the top of Mount Tai and the top of the Jade Emperor, and there were already many people.

Xuanqing, the gray-robed Taoist, is still cross-legged and his eyes closed, although his soul has suffered a heavy blow, he is the most valued disciple of the Tianshu Prime Minister after all, and his foundation is not fighting.

So long as he sits there, there the way will be.

Zhang Zeshi, a young man who practiced boxing, was still standing on the edge, his expression was sluggish, his upper body was almost naked, his lower clothes were also torn, his left body, below his head, seemed to have been burned by flames, it was as black as ink, and the blood in the flesh and blood could be seen in the skin rolling.

The injuries were not light.

Master Zhang Zeshi, the rising star of the Wu clan, was not lightly injured.

A transparent hole was pierced in the lower abdomen.

It should be pierced by the horns of the beast.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the secret realm.

The two of them stood on the edge, very master-apprentice, both expressionless and silent.

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Pay attention to decency, and the people they go to seal belong to the devil's way, in other words, they are crooked and evil ways, and they happen to be restrained by Confucianism, which pays attention to the righteousness of heaven and earth.

The two stood together, and Zhou Miqing whispered something.

Probably some academic truth.

Dong Kui, who was still wearing a hat, was still stupid and cute, and he didn't know where he got a few fresh bamboos, gnawing them with relish, and a pair of cute black and white eyes looked at everyone.

The demon king vultures were still dressed like that, waving their hands to summon a white cloud, and lay lazily on it.

He had injuries to his wrists.

The flesh was rotten, all of them were blue, and it seemed to be spreading, and around the wound, the demonic power was surging, as if there was a pair of invisible hands holding needles, constantly eliminating another ghostly demonic power.

Extremely slow.

It will take at least three to five years for the vultures to recover.

Dong Kui felt no guilt about this.

He didn't do anything except flip through the Demon Clan's Source Book, but took it for granted.

Lao Tzu is a national treasure.

You are still Lao Tzu's master, who will do it if you don't do it?

Sword repair Liang Sheng's sword is broken.

But he still put the broken sword in the sheath and wore it at his waist.

The person who was covered with sword wounds all over his body, who was obviously sealed in the hell of Venus, was also a sword cultivator, and under the same realm, it was a fluke that Liang Sheng could be alive-

Luck is strength.

And his master was not lucky enough, in order to give Liang Sheng the time and opportunity to turn over the kendo source book, under the condition of being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, one person drew his sword and fought many desolate beasts, not only the long sword was broken, the body was severely damaged, and even the secret realm was damaged.

One arm was broken, several were broken, and some of the internal organs were broken.

Fortunately, it is a monk.

Able not to die.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have died thousands of times, Rao is like this, this sword cultivator from Kyushu, not to mention the decline in the realm, and the road to the Great Dao has been completely broken.

But he had a smile of relief on his face.

Broken left arm?

It doesn't matter, my right arm can still hold a sword.

The avenue is broken?

It doesn't matter, my disciple Liang Sheng is already on the road to the avenue.

The most gloomy is Zhao Zhiran.

This woman who is short in stature but has a heart for the world, seems to be from Jiangnan, and has the grace that a Jiangnan woman should have, at this moment the huge long-handled sickle and Yao Bilian's short knife are placed beside her, sitting gloomily on a stone.

She was covered in blood.

There is her blood, there is also the blood of the desolate beast, and the blood of the martial artist who was suppressed in hell on Uranus, and even more, it is the blood of her mentor Yao Bilian.

Yao Bilian died.

Died to save her.

Yao Bilian, who was originally a daughter, was tall and liked to wear men's clothes, and at the moment of life and death, she was extremely manly.

Zhao Zhiran still remembered the last time she looked back at herself.

Very calmly.

Zhao Zhiran knew what his teacher wanted to say.

It's a pity that the teacher who was killed by a punch couldn't say anything.

After returning from Uranus, Zhao Zhiran sat on the stone, thinking about what his teacher wanted to say to himself, but he couldn't say it.

When Li Fengqi and Daji jumped off the stone boat, the demon king who was lazily lying in the white clouds sighed, "It's amazing, little fox, you have hidden so many life-saving means, and even killed the bull's nose in Baisheng, but it is strange that Qinglian Daojun, who protects the calf, did not ask you to settle accounts with the autumn queen." ”

Daji pointed at Li Fengqi, "He killed him." ”

The meaning is clear.

Qinglian Daojun is also looking for Li Fengqi to settle accounts, but unfortunately, Li Fengqi's inheritance comes from the Shang Emperor's Song and Tianshu Shangxiang, and Qinglian Daojun probably has to weigh himself.

Angering a saint is not a big deal.

Angering the two, that's a big deal.

What's more, there is also a sword cultivation saint with the heaviest killing power among them, even if it is a Taoist saint in the line of Qinglian Daojun, if he wants to come forward to protect the calf, he has to weigh it again.

Li Fengqi smiled, "Luck." ”

It's all about banshee jade.

Dongkui gnawed on the bamboo fiercely, spat the phlegm disdainfully, and the luck of the dog day.

The gray-robed Taoist, the Taoist Xuanqing, opened his eyes at this moment, glanced at everyone, and said with a slight sigh: "Although the Six Hells have been sealed again, you have also benefited a lot from the Six Heavenly Books, but it is a pity that the female martial artist Yao Bilian died, and the sword cultivator Li Shouzhuo Avenue was cut off. ”

Liang Sheng's mentor is named Li Shouzhuo.

A very meaningful name.

Li Shouzhuo laughed when he heard this, "In the next hopeless avenue, my sword cultivation, the sword is uneven, Hugh said that the avenue is cut off, if it is like that Yao Bilian, it will not hesitate to do anything in the next, this is the foundation of my Kyushu monk's cultivation." ”

When he said this, he looked at Zhao Zhiran.

Zhao Zhiran was slightly dazed.

I don't know why Li Shouzhuo said these words to himself.

Xuanqing Daoist flicked his sleeves, and there was a clear light swept up, and it was released in a flash, and before Zhao Zhiran, the sound exploded in Zhao Zhiran's ears like thunder, "Fool, don't you open your mind!"

Zhao Zhiran was like an initiation, and suddenly woke up.

She understood her teacher's heart to die.

My generation of martial artists, if it is a knife, it will be unhindered, and you will see right and wrong under the blade.

Rigid and straight.

My generation of martial artists, if you punch, then the life and death of the world, the righteousness of heaven and earth, will be under this punch.

Don't be afraid to fight.

There is no need to fear death.

Zhao Zhiran smiled and read softly gently.

Master!

As if she felt something, the blood on Zhao Zhiran's body was peeled away, and the endless blood was intertwined like silk threads in front of her.

Become a human.

Yao Bilian.

The caftan is fluttering, and the women do not let the eyebrows be shaved.

The short knife on the ground trembled like thunder.

Whimpering.