"Mr. Big's cultivation is ...... Are they all ruined?"

When he asked this sentence, Chen Yi was very worried, and in this matter, there were only a few things that could be predicted...... The White Emperor was seriously injured, and the scales on his eyebrows were removed by Shen Yuanjun.

So Shen Yuanjun is safe?

No way.

Chen Yi's eyes were a little complicated, he looked at the new leader of the northern realm who had just received countless voices and countless supports, and it was hard to imagine what it would be like to "fall to the bottom".

"Mr. Chen Yi, in fact, I am not uncomfortable. ”

Shen Yuanjun smiled, he saw the emotion in the Pope's eyes, and said calmly, "I don't think this is a bad thing. ”

Chen Yi was slightly stunned.

The Qianzhen behind Shen Yuanjun was also stunned.

Not a bad thing...... What else in this world is more painful than breaking Nirvana and falling again?

"It's like what I said before...... Wildfires in the North will never be extinguished. ”

Shen Yuanjun held the tea cup in both hands, his expression was gentle and indifferent, calmly like a spring breeze.

"Wildfires never go out, and as long as there is a little spark, they can continue to burn. What I want to see is the condensation and growth of the entire Great Wall in the north, and the iron cavalry of the Great Sui is not enough to rely on only one person, only one general's mansion...... I want to see more, more 'flames'. Shen Yuanjun smiled, "The emperor of the demon clan, there is nothing to be afraid of. Next time, someone will draw their swords to meet them, the wildfires in the north will never be extinguished, and the iron cavalry of the General's Mansion will never forget. ”

Chen Yi was a little distracted.

He didn't think that Shen Yuanjun was such a person...... If it was said that before they met, they were just famous, and he would feel that this man who rose after the bloody night of Tiandu and controlled the entire northern territory in one fell swoop was a warmaker who knew how to forbear and was extremely ambitious, but now it seems that Shen Yuanjun seems to be a "fire-bearer" hidden in the shadows.

For the North...... He poured too much emotion into it and put too much effort into it.

This kind of "giving" is a bit too selfless.

"Mr. Big, that's not good. Chen Yi paused slightly, and hesitated: "If you say too much, you will lose, but Chen Yi has something to say, and I really want to say it...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not allow the Northern Realm to get out of control too much, and the Northern Datong you longed for may end up ...... the North."

Shen Yuanjun stared into Chen Yi's eyes, looking at the anxiety and worry in the eyes of this pope.

He just said it lightly.

So the whole room fell silent.

"So I'm going to fight the White Emperor. ”

Chen Yi fell into a real silence, he looked at Shen Yuanjun with some amazement, there was only admiration and surprise in his eyes.

Qianqijun looked at his senior brother with a sudden realization.

After a long time, the Pope stood up and bowed earnestly.

"Sir, great wisdom. ”

Chen Yi said word by word: "That piece of 'eyebrow scales', I will ask the old man of the Sanqing Pavilion to identify it and find out for the General's Mansion." ”

Shen Yuanjun also got up, shook his head with a pale face, and said with a smile: "Self-preservation...... Nothing more. ”

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......

After Chen Yi left.

In the quiet room of the teahouse, someone pushed open a paper window, Shen Yuanjun leaned on the window, he has always been steady, and now he is doing this action, but he is a little free and easy, with his back to the sky outside the paper window, his clothes are cold, he leans back slightly, looking at the eaves and a line of sky.

After a moment of distraction, Shen Yuanjun turned around, he rubbed his eyebrows, and looked at Qianzhen in the darkness.

"I suspect that the White Emperor is only one step away from 'immortality'. ”

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Qianzhenjun leaned on the wooden wall with one hand, and as Shen Yuanjun's words fell, this wooden wall cracked slightly, and an inadvertent leakage of strength almost shattered the thin wooden plank.

It took several breaths for Qianqijun to calm his mood.

This sentence is truly amazing.

It is impossible to say it to anyone else.

The current situation of the Great Wall in the north is unprecedentedly prosperous, the condensation of the army's heart, and the spurting of determination, which is really not suitable for facing this news.

The word "immortal" is almost a distant ancient story.

But Shen Yuanjun never lies.

And...... He experienced the coup d'état in Tiandu three years ago, and witnessed a monumental figure who almost went down in history and achieved immortality.

"So I had to fight him, to remove the scales. ”

Shen Yuanjun smiled bitterly, looked at his junior brother, and briefly retold the battle in the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm.

"Fortunately, with Master's sword thoughts, if it weren't for Master, Senior Chu and I would definitely not be able to remove that scale. Very rarely, Shen Yuanjun's face showed an emotion called "fear", and he took a deep breath, "The White Emperor has unleashed the Ancient Secret Technique of the Non-Eastern Demon Domain...... I'm sure the old monster is trying to make the final move. He didn't want to die. And he's almost done. ”

There was a slight pause.

Consider.

"Vitality. Silence. ”

Shen Yuanjun chewed the battle fragments in his memory and said slowly, "I feel the power of these two great achievements...... He seems to be following an extremely forward-looking path, but he is only close to succeeding, but he is missing. ”

Missing...... Qianyu-kun licked his dry lips.

Suddenly he thought of someone.

Shen Yuanjun mentioned something in his heart.

"Ning Yi is in the world of the demon clan, and he is frantically chased and killed by the Eastern Demon Domain. ”

It's no secret.

And the "interesting point" behind this news lies in what the East Demon Domain is for, to chase and kill Ning Yi endlessly.

There are many reasons why white early break is one.

And the secret that is hidden deepest...... It is the "life force" on Ning Yi's body.

Where did this great creation come from?

Shen Yuanjun smiled.

Qianqi-kun also smiled.

One backed by the countless sunlight that poured into the teahouse, and the other lived in the darkness of the General's Mansion, glanced at each other, and then laughed in unison.

The White Emperor gave up attacking and killing a Nirvana for the sake of Ning Yi.

It is the "life force" on Ning Yi's body.

The piece he's missing.

"It's not just 'birth', it's also 'destruction'. Shen Yuanjun groaned slightly, and said: "The other missing part should be in the world of the demon clan, it is predictable that the White Emperor will provoke a war in the future, but this war ...... It will be unveiled in the Demon Domain first. ”

Shen Yuanjun narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

The General's Mansion Teahouse, the flag is fluttering.

There was a heavy rain last night, and today the rain is clear.

As far as the eye can see, between the mountains, the fog breaks through, and it is clear.

"Where's Ning Yi?"

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......

Many small hills in the north are clean after the rain, and the weather in early spring is full of waste.

The only exception is the "Old Mausoleum".

The formation of the Lord of the Purple Mountain has always maintained an extremely cold climate environment in the Jiuling Mountain, and when the spring light falls four or five miles away from the Jiuling Mountain, it is blocked by a thin ice mist

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The fog swayed, and the light shrouded it like a canopy.

The ban of the General's Mansion has already ordered cultivators not to set foot in a five-mile radius of the old mausoleum.

The eight directions of the old mausoleum are guarded by armor soldiers, in fact, these armor soldiers have no effect...... A Nirvana's formation is enough to ensure that everything is peaceful.

"Whoosh".

A sword light crashed into the light shield of the old mausoleum, the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, and those armor soldiers who were guarding outside the ice mist were just in a trance, feeling that something was wrong, but when they raised their heads, they saw that the sky was clear and clear.

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......

Ning Yi swept into the old mausoleum and went straight to the snow coffin.

The fine snow was instantly separated from the soles of his feet, Ning Yi stepped on the ground, the fine snow was lightly stepped on before separation, stood up on its own, slid in the air, and gently inserted into the frost-white grass, the sword body swayed, bent into a small arc, just inserted next to the red umbrella, and when it shook it gently collided with the "red candle", making a clear sword sound.

Senior Chu Xuan sat cross-legged, her long snow-white hair spreading to the ground, and in the hours that Ning Yi left, she had been closing her eyes to maintain the formation and the ancient coffin.

The entire wind and snow field, and the "word scroll" left by Ning Yi, supported this ancient coffin.

also dragged the fragile life in this ancient coffin.

The stumbling young man in the black robe landed on the snowy plain, his steps were hurried and anxious, he took out the small black box, and smashed the body of the box with his fingertips with a "click", so that the "crossing the sea of suffering" in it appeared-

With a childish sound, this "medicinal herb" that was lying like a small dragon was caught by Ning Yi's divinity after breaking all the prohibitions.

"Senpai, I'm back. ”

Ning Yi's lips were dry, Chu Xuan opened her eyes, and for the first time, a look of "relieved" appeared in the eyes of the Purple Mountain Lord, she breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "This is 'crossing the sea of suffering'?"

That little dragon, after breaking free, is like a spiritual resource.

A faint coercion spreads out—

The sound of "boom", like a dragon's roar from the ancient era, slowly sounded in the dragon body of "crossing the sea of suffering", and at the same time, it was accompanied by a saw-saw sound like rotten wood breaking, and the whole medicinal herb was shattered.

The life in the ancient coffin was fragile like a flower that could drift away at any time.

Pei Lingsu's cheeks were snow-white, his eyes were closed, and his lips were a little red.

Delicate and lovely, but also poignant.

After the sea of suffering was broken, the wisps of green wood light swept towards the ancient coffin where the wind and snow gathered.

Ning Yi held his breath, clenched his palms hard, and his fingertips pinched into the flesh, and his bones made a clattering roar.

He didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

The expression of the Purple Mountain Lord was also nervous, this Nirvana powerhouse who had lived for nearly five hundred years had already experienced the pain of losing a disciple, and at this moment he looked in the direction of the coffin full of hope——

The "whoosh" sound of the wind and snow bounced away, and the light of Aoki condensed a three-foot circular enchantment above the coffin.

In that coffin, the vitality of the word scroll lingered into a vine.

In this world, early spring has come.

In this museum, the four seasons are like winter.

But at the moment...... It's different, the mellow power of "crossing the sea of suffering" is twisted into a thin and narrow waterfall, which falls into the center of the girl's eyebrows, splashing without the slightest wave, and reaches the sea of gods.

"Whoa-la-"

In the ancient coffin, a spring flower, slowly blooming, bloomed on the left hand side of the girl.

Pei Lingsu's lips trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

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