The frost-cold Yaohuan Master completely disregarded the image, and stretched his arms widely, as if the chicken woman flapped her wings, signaling Yaohua Shitai and Xuhanzi and Hug Missing Zi to get out of the way. Quickly pulled out the golden hairpin and squatted down, and also began to engrave.

Seeing the two elders like this, the clever and clever disciple suddenly realized. Hurriedly searching for open space, looking for tools, the neat formation immediately scattered.

Nanxing closed his eyes and recited the strong memorization silently.

A few people didn't find the guy who took advantage of it for a long time, opened the sword box, took out the natal flying sword that was as warm as the root of life, and used it as a chisel.

The crowd of canteens and handymen is the lowest in cultivation and the slowest in response, but they are not stupid.

The buddy who grabbed the burning stick in his hand flew and danced, and the scorched black stick head was just like a charcoal pen. Such as a huge pen in the rafters, of course, to write splendid characters, a burning stick is a small piece of empty space gone. Unconsciously, he crossed the end of the Swallow Tower, which had the smallest number of people, and approached the elite disciples.

The other few buddies with black faces and mixed up in front of the stove seemed to understand whether they understood or not, and they couldn't remember it anyway, so they gathered around the burning sticks. When he saw someone in the way, he screamed and shoved. In normal times, when they encountered elite disciples, they would all bow their heads, and they wouldn't even dare to speak loudly.

Those who were pushed away were not annoyed, only glanced at them in a demented daze, and then consciously moved to the side, chanting words in their mouths.

Writing with a stick and carving with a flying sword is nothing.

There is a clever ruthless heart, and he simply bites his fingers and writes on the ground. Look, I recommend the ancestor with my blood, this piece of heart is sincere enough!

Seeing the chaotic scene under his eyelids, Xintianyou's face twitched, remembering that he peed in the snow when he was a child. The scorched urine smacked into the snow, rushing out of the black holes. It's just that the article is too long, and it will take at least dozens of bubbles of urine to take it.

He pondered the two short essays many times. At this moment, reciting aloud, "touching" everyone's aura fluctuates, the consciousness fluctuates, and the understanding is deepened.

More than 600 words, calm and clear, not slow or unhurried, it took a whole tea to read it.

Xintianyou stopped making a sound and quietly looked down.

The master is tired and laborious, and all eighteen martial arts have been used up, don't know what to do!

Everyone waited for a while, and felt that there was no more sound coming from the sea. He opened his eyes with squinting and reciting, and raised his head with inscriptions, like eels raised in buckets.

Suddenly, a burst of crying came out, urging people to break their hearts and intestines.

But the empty son fell to the ground, weeping bitterly, and he almost rolled around.

"Master Zu, your old man, why did it take eight hundred years to come back......"

The howling sound instantly aroused many grievances of the disciples of the South China Sea, and then they cried a lot. It's like a bullied child finally looking forward to the adults coming home, and the tears can't be stopped.

Nanwang quickly stood up, solemnly dusted off his robes, and led everyone to kneel.

"The South China Sea is a vein, knocking on the ...... of the ancestors"

In the sound waves like a tsunami in the mountains, the little heart that the letter stick had been hanging all the time finally fell back into the cavity.

When the sound subsided, the voice of old majesty came from the fog.

"I am in the mortal world with a wisp of divine thought, and there is really a heavenly opportunity to pass it on, and you can't talk about it to the outside world...... The world is turbulent, and the bad omen is revealed. When we form an alliance with China, we will tide over the difficulties together. This year's late spring and March are the beginning of the great chaos in the world...... There are many dojos in the South China Sea, and it is not suitable to build a large number of buildings. mobilize the people to go to the highlands in advance to store water and grain; The prisoners of Yudi Island will hurt the heavens and the peace, and they will never come to ......"

Xintianyou mixed "abandonment of Yuzhi Island" into several orders, anyway, it was for the sake of doing things east and west.

The alliance with Hua is a foreshadowing to deal with the end times, and it is not particularly important. If it triggers an inquiry, it will be said that he owes a favor when he traveled back then.

As for "late spring and March, the beginning of the great chaos," it means that there will be a major drought from late spring to early autumn this year. By next year, the ice sheets at the North and South Poles will begin to melt, and the sea will gradually submerge most of the landmass......

He was also ready to explain, but he didn't even put one more fart than the "chirp" below. Only then did I know the power of the three words "Master Zu", and it was enough to give an order, and there was no need for a reason.

In this case, the courage of the believers has become bigger, and their brains have become active again.

Do you want to get some more heavenly treasures, and simply ask for the three heaven-shattering arrows that guard the Manna Temple?

Nan Wang saw Master Zu groaning, walked to the beach, picked up his robe, knelt down, lifted a shiny item above his head with both hands, and said respectfully:

"Please also ask Master Zu to take back the hibiscus order."

yes, that's a good thing. Command the South China Sea, don't dare to disobey. But it's too far away to volley an object, how can you take it?

Do you climb down the popsicle and step on the ice to get to the shore? It is even more difficult to damage the image of immortals.

There was silence in the fog for a few breaths, and suddenly there was a low chirp of "Kang'er'er" in succession.

Everyone in the Nanhai faction knelt on the ground, and they were very surprised when they heard the sound.

Looking up, I saw that the albatross leading the birds hovering in mid-air swooped down like a black and white cloud. Take the Hibiscus Order from the hands of the Great Elder and send it into the fog. Suddenly, one by one was surprised, and his jaw was almost dislocated.

How do they know that Xintianyou has lived in the mountains since he was a child, and has a natural affinity with animals and plants. In addition, today's consciousness is far greater than before, and it is not a problem to communicate with birds simply.

"I am in the world, there are still heirs, and I will see you with this card in the future."

The fog became thicker and thicker, covering the "white jade pillar" tightly.

This sentence is to lay the groundwork for his appearance as the ancestor of the South China Sea. Xintianyou suddenly felt restless, the warning suddenly appeared, and he didn't have the heart to talk more.

Let Lingsuo violently release the aura to create a cloud cover, prepare to slip off the popsicle and make peace with Dabai, and run away.

Well, I don't know if the rammed goods have been frozen into canned fish.

At this moment, he felt locked by a powerful and incomparable divine sense, and a thunderclap sounded in the clear sky.

"Oh, where is the demon? Eat me with a punch. ”

Before the words fell, a flash of lightning pierced the sky.

After the lightning, there will be thunder.

The dull and furious thunder rumbled endlessly, like a black cloud destroying a city, like a heavy stone mill rolling and crushing in mid-air, hitting everyone's eardrums and suppressing their minds.

On the side of the port, there is a steep mountain that is nearly 100 zhang high. A gray shadow leapt from the top of the peak to the sea. Surrounded by electric light, it resembles a giant Thor's hammer.

The empty man exclaimed, "No", hurriedly got up, grabbed the peachwood sword and threw it into the air.

The bland peachwood sword body suddenly appeared with a phantom light, like a green dragon roaring into the sky, trying to intercept the electric light.

It's a pity that he was originally prostrate on the ground and gathered all his mana. When he heard the sound, he got up and threw his sword, and his movements slowed down. I could only watch the "green dragon" pounce into the air, stomping his feet again and again, frightened and annoyed.

There can be no other comer.

It is another Fusion Triple Realm Saint who guards the South China Sea, Chong Xiaozi!