has the relationship between Bei Ruoxi, plus Hongyuan and Xing Zhen have a temper. For a long time, Hongyuan became the bodyguard of these people.

Every two days, I will come to challenge it tirelessly, like a dog skin plaster. The only change is that there is a beautiful woman in a purple shirt in the team.

The ones who are challenged are always the three first people in the martial arts of the lower five realms, the first in kendo and the first in physical cultivation. They were so bored that they poured their anger out on the challenger.

In particular, the man with a sword who is not good-looking, every time he comes, he has improved compared to the last time. From the beginning of the powerlessness to be able to touch the other party.

The more time passes, the more obvious the progress of the criminal system will be. From being knocked out to the current hind legs of more than a dozen steps, the gap between a realm is getting smaller and smaller unconsciously.

At first, the purple-shirted woman saw Pu Gongling's miserable appearance, and she was very disdainful of him.

Maybe it's because they talk too much together, and they know each other. I don't want to see Pu Gongling being beaten all the time, and fantasize about an accident that will give him a victory.

On this day, when he returned to Bei Mansion again, the unexpected Yuan Chungang did not appear. A few people were surprised with a little loneliness, accustomed to nature, and not accustomed to it.

Bei Ruoxi proposed to drink and drink, but Xing Zhen and Pu Gongling did not dare to agree. can only respond to the pleasure of a small drink, which attracts countless rolls of eyes from Bei Ruoxi.

Not only did Yuan Chungang not come today, but this area surprisingly did not fall early at night. This kind of strange phenomenon, not to mention that Bei Ruoxi has never seen it, even the old guys who have lived here for many years are the first time they have seen it.

The young people were unconscious, and they even ran to the courtyard to enjoy the only time in the Trapped Demon Cave that the sun and the moon were shining together.

On the battlefield of the Five Realms on the Trapped Dragon Abyss, an old man with white hair and a sword who was meditating cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. Between the opening and closing of the eyes, it looked like two sharp long swords out of their sheaths.

At the same time, an old man's voice came from Lu Leyin's heart: "Come back." ”

There were only two words, and the woman in the purple shirt had to explain apologetically: "Grandpa called me, I have to go back." ”

Bei Ruoxi informed everyone: "Her grandfather Lu Li, the first sword cultivator in the trapped dragon abyss. He has a bad temper, so it's best to stay away from him. ”

Then he glanced at Pu Gongling meaningfully. The latter cleared his throat: "The road is still long, we'll see." ”

A middle-aged man with a sword in his shoulder, there seems to be a golden waterfall hanging around his body. The body was slightly stagnant, and the sound of rolling tide rushing came from the body.

The man said to himself: "I, Huang Dangji, have been waiting for a long time, are you coming?"

The man suddenly amplified his voice: "Wanzhong, how are you preparing?" ”

The same man is suspended in the air, stepping on the sky with one foot and levitating the silver moon with the other.

The man's feet moved, and the sun and moon passed under his feet. It seems to be slow, but in fact, it came to Huang Dangji's side in an instant.

"After waiting for a long time, I guess I can see my old friends this time. ”

The ice was fast, and after the click, countless fine cracks appeared. As if the interior was expanding, the cobweb-like cracks continued to spread.

The fine Xiaoice crumbs gradually fell, revealing a man sitting on a plate inside. His face is handsome, like a rich boy, but the cold around the man is pressing.

He once sealed the ocean with a sword, named Han Nianxin.

Suddenly, a large black dragon appeared in the middle of the sky. The position is right in the middle of the setting and rising sun and moon.

The black dragon is not big, much smaller than the ordinary dragon. However, it has five claws, not a four-clawed dragon.

At this moment, the Trapped Dragon Continent and the Barbarian Continent, no matter where they are, what they see are exactly the same.

It was like a sleeping black dragon opening its eyes, and the mountains and rivers in its eyes turned upside down, and the sun and the moon retreated. The long river of time looms, but it flows retrogradely.

It stretched lazily and gathered the thousands of scenes in its eyes. Looking down at the earth below, he murmured: "It hasn't changed after 10,000 years, just wait for me to wake up." ”

Blinking his mouth, he suddenly roared in a deep voice. The high-pitched dragon chant filled the majesty of the superior, and he commanded from below.

"It's time for this world to change masters, put it in the hands of you waste, and the trapped dragon realm has become two continents. ”

"Those who are capable live in it, you don't have the ability to take charge, give up your position. ”

Under the roar just now, the divine cultivators and martial artists of the Lower Five Realms intuitively felt a tightness in their chests. Whether it is hiding 100 meters underground, or being isolated by a small world. There is no escape from any living soul, and all of them are dull in perception.

All the cultivators and martial artists of the Middle Five Realms and the Upper Five Realms were under this roar. All of them are disordered in the body, whether it is internal force or aura, there are signs of wanting to break out of the body.

This terrible phenomenon lasted for less than three breaths, and then all living beings fell to a realm.

The Seven Realms fell to the Eight Realms, and the Ten Realms fell to the Nine Realms. Even if there is a big bottleneck in the middle five realms and the upper five realms, it still falls from the eleventh realm to the tenth realm.

The black dragon was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and his deep voice spread to every corner of the two continents.

Divine cultivators and martial artists do not believe in gods, but only regard the strongest to show their majesty. Ordinary people don't understand this, and all the races seem to feel the breath of the end of the world.

At the same time, he also sensed the horror of the black dragon, and whether he wanted to or not, he fell to his knees uncontrollably. Even the emperor of the world cannot escape this scene.

Beasts that haven't turned on their minds are even more unhelpful. The moment the black dragon appeared, he surrendered and bowed down.

They are, on the one hand, innate fear, and on the other hand, surrender to those in power.

In the courtyard of Beifu, a snow-white fluffy little guy. The puppy pup tortured the water and let out a defiant dragon groan.

The puppy himself was angry for some reason. Sacrifice three flying swords, and you have to go up to fight the black dragon.

Fortunately, the punishment was quick and brought the puppy back.

Yuan Chungang suddenly appeared in the courtyard at the same time, and glanced at the puppy cub with a solemn expression, in a trance for a moment.

The little puppy didn't make a loud voice, but it was sensed by the black dragon in the sky. Looking down, staring in the direction of the Pei Mansion.

At this time, a voice appeared in the Demon Cave: "It's just a remnant soul, and you dare to fight if you fall into a realm." ”

The vermilion wine gourd is high in the sky with the old show.

Yuan Chungang of Bei Mansion was upright: "Senior brother is gone, I can't be idle." ”

The peasant man rose from the ground, stepping on the void, following in the footsteps of the old Xiucai.

At the location of the trapped demon cave, several voices sounded one after another.

"Sword Sect Qi Xuanzhen, come and meet your unashamed thing. ”

"Caiyun Ying of Cailuan Academy, today you evil bureaucracy. ”

"Transform into a fart, watch me run through the ancient lily technique. The Dean of Zongheng College followed.

There were constant sounds near the Trapped Demon Cave, and voices from Tiangang Academy and Shenhua Academy came out one after another.

The Barbarian Continent is also echoing, and the Golden Food Dragon of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan is in no particular order with Lao Xiucai.

Xiong Yinian of the Lin Xiong clan, fox Meiniang of the nine-tailed fox, etc., also did not hesitate at all.

The same is true above the trapped dragon abyss, Lu Li is the first to strike with one sword and one sword. There is no extra nonsense, and the sword is fighting.

The Yellow Waterfall surrounds Huang Dangji and the sun and the moon come together.

Han Nianxin, who was frozen in the ocean with a sword, had a cold temperament and was silent and did not like activities. The sword is the only one.

For a time, with the black dragon as the center, the wine sprayed vastly and boundlessly. The Yellow Waterfall is surging and rolling like a dragon, the sun and the moon intersect and shine, and the frost sweeps the frozen thousands of miles.

There are also golden wings covering the sky and the sun, and the nine-tailed sky fox is as fast as thunder.

In the torrent of sword qi and spiritual qi, the peasant man raised his fist deeply, and the mountain and the town broke through the sky.

Yuan Chungang is not alone, a black and white guy who is more than two feet tall and looks like a bear and a cat. Carrying a bamboo pole twice as tall as him, he danced vigorously.

The two continents were killed by strong men one after another, and at this moment, the grudge of 10,000 years was temporarily put aside.

A trace of residual soul in Lao Xiucai's mouth, the strength is abnormal. One person should fight several people without falling behind, and it is difficult to solve the kill.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and what each person thinks in his heart cannot be known to outsiders.

In the sky, it is difficult to separate the killing of the two continents, and there are still a few people watching above the trapped demon cave.

The Replenishing Honghua of the Mending Heaven Pavilion stared at the fierce battle above, and looked at the Intercepting Star of the Heaven Interception Sect next to him, and the First Demon Cloth of the First Demon Sect.

"When are you going to make a move?"

Shi Mobu licked the corners of his mouth and said in a thick voice: "I don't know what I mean, I don't know if I have been fighting for tens of thousands of years." ”

Intercepting Xingchen echoed: "Ten thousand years ago, he almost destroyed the Trapped Dragon Continent and the Savage Continent. I don't know what the consequences will be if this beast rules. ”

Bu Honghua's face was expressionless, he looked into the distance opposite, and asked again, "What do you two think?"

The Jiao of the Black Jiao clan seemed to be laughing, and his mouth was almost grinning. Slightly excited: "Heilong and I are from our own family, and it stands to reason that we shouldn't be enemies with him." ”

The Netherworld Hell of the Netherworld Eagle Clan shook his head: "There is no need to discuss, all the monks and warriors in this world are born with soul imprisonment. ”

"If you don't make enemies of this black dragon, your death will be even more ugly. If you have the guts, you can try it, don't blame me for not reminding me before the ashes are gone. ”

Jiao Zongheng restrained his smile slightly, and said stupidly: "I'm just talking, how can I really ignore it." ”

These people are the top few people in the Trapped Dragon Continent and the Barbarian Continent, there is no prohibition and isolation, and they can hear each other clearly.

Shi Mobu looked unhappy, and scolded angrily: "Damn, it's that unspeakable bastard again." I don't know if I'm dead or alive, and I have to do something for him. ”

The bastard in his eyes was like an insurmountable curse. Restricting all living beings on the two continents, there is almost no one to disobey.

Shi Mobu didn't scold, and continued to whisper: "Don't let me find out his details, otherwise the ancestral grave will be dug for him." ”

Bu Honghua quipped: "Don't worry about people's ancestral graves, you don't kill less, and there are many people who offend." ”

"Take care of your family's one-third of an acre, don't let others dig up your ancestral grave. ”

A few people present who did not have the burden of the coming big war laughed loudly.

Intercepting Xingchen was the first to stop, looked at the opposite side and asked, "Your Savage Continent has been making a lot of moves recently, are you planning something?"

When Jiao Zongheng and Netherworld heard this, they looked at each other in surprise.

After a flash, he regained his composure, and the Netherworld pretended to be nothing: "Don't talk nonsense, now Lao Xiucai is staring closely, we don't want to touch his brow." ”

Jiao Zongheng echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, we can't chase the wind." ”

Intercepting Xingchen said to himself expressionlessly: "Since this is the case, then Yang Jian, Gongxi Liang and Su Shushuang don't need to keep it." ”

"What do you want to do?" After the shock, Jiao Zongheng and Netherworld shouted angrily at the same time.

Tension rose suddenly, and there was a moment of silence for several people.

Bu Hong Huashuai spoke first to relieve and said: "Xingchen don't joke with them, it's better for us to have more than one thing." ”

Intercept Xingchen said with a smile: "What Brother Supplement said is not bad. ”

However, he still put on a look of refusal to give up, and continued: "Shouldn't you have a share in the sight?"

Jiao Zongheng and Netherworld Hell were suddenly relieved: "No problem. ”

Bu Honghua looked at the fierce battle in the sky, and said unhappily: "It's almost, it's time to make a move." ”

"Wait a little longer, Lao Xiucai and Yuan Chungang are not seriously injured, and they can at least hold on for half an hour. The First Demon Cloth said.

Bu Honghua shook his head slowly: "It's hard to say, this time the black dragon is more difficult than before." Nothing else will allow him to succeed, it's time for the bans left behind by the bastards in our souls to kick in. ”

Anyway, not in words, make up for the words and reach the top first.

Others have similar ideas, and will enter the battlefield one after another.

The first demon cloth was the slowest, scolding: "Damn bastard." ”