Chapter 790: Chanting Clouds and Smoke Turning into Rain

"The mayfly shakes the tree, which is ridiculous."

Facing Long Xuan's Zhuxian Sword Array, Yunxiao Niangniang looked calm and composed, and her jade hand waved out gently.

"Boom ......"

The golden light shook the sky, but it was sacrificed, and it blocked Long Xuan in an instant, which was the legendary Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket.

"Mixed Yuan Jin Dou will cut the thousand-year-old penance and hand over the Dinghai Divine Pearl, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Yunxiao didn't do it after all, she had no grievances with Long Xuan, and she couldn't cut it into a waste, snatch the treasure and leave.

"Damn, eldest sister, can you be reasonable?"

Long Xuan was speechless on the spot, how many years have passed, this is the first time he has confessed, and he panicked.

Others don't know, but he is very clear, he knows what happened to the Sect Jin Immortal, how many thousands of years of cultivation have been abolished.

"There's no need to talk nonsense, hand over the Dinghai Divine Pearl, and this immortal can apologize to you."

For the sake of her brother Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao Niangniang can do anything.

To pay, or not to pay?

Long Xuan was entangled, it was really that the clouds in front of him were too strong, making people almost desperate.

"That's it, I can hand over the Dinghai Divine Bead, but give me a while, at least a few months."

Long Xuan took out twelve Dinghai Divine Beads, pretending to be sad, and his face was full of distress.

"Why wait a few months and can't you give it now?"

Hearing that Long Xuan was willing to agree, Yunxiao Niangniang's face was full of joy, and her frosty face was slightly red.

"This thing is related to me, and it is the most important thing in my life."

Long Xuan pretended to be reminiscing, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he was remembering something.

To put it bluntly, he knew that Zhao Gongming would soon fall and be killed by the Burning Lamp Daoren, Xiao Sheng, and Cao Bao.

"It's just a few months, and for cultivators like us, it's just a snap of a finger."

Yunxiao Niangniang got the promise, took back the mixed yuan golden bucket, and observed Long Xuan, who was remembering the sadness.

"Hemp eggs, you can't show the filling, what should I do?"

Long Xuan couldn't help but ask himself questions, thought of many things, and finally decided to sing to move Yunxiao.

Festive songs certainly don't work.

Then you can only come sad, with bitterness, vicissitudes of love songs and the like.

"There you have it, and the clouds are raining."

Long Xuan had an idea, settled on the song, and was about to start singing, closing his eyes.

Your good night is subconscious compassion......

The handwritten letter, left at the bottom of the suitcase......

If everything has become a cloud of smoke......

How I want to see you again......

Dusk silhouette under a street lamp......

At least the jokes can be told......

We're drifting away......

Can I turn into silt......

If life is like a cutscene......

The longer and longer the forest trail goes......

Autumn equinox when the first leaves fall in the streets......

On the platform, the whistle sounded......

We carried the past and walked into the crowd......

How I want to see you again......

We're drifting away......

"What kind of magic is the whistle?"

After listening to the song, Yunxiao Niangniang opened her beautiful eyes and raised a question?

But in her opinion, this song is very good, very beautiful, and people can't help but hum.

"Well, the whistle is a magic weapon made of gas!"

Long Xuan smiled awkwardly, casually finding a reason, planning to perfunctory the past.

"I just thought your mana was good, but I didn't want to be proficient in music, and the moon god is not as good as you."

When it came to the moon god, Yunxiao Niangniang just smiled coldly and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Whether it is singing or mana, Yunxiao thinks that Long Xuan can stabilize the other party and can be a generation of grandmasters.

"Yunxiao Niangniang, I'm leaving, Dashang still has something to deal with here."

Long Xuan smiled slightly, clenched his fists respectfully, and was always looking for a way to leave.

"Long Daoyou, you go to the Three Immortals Island with this immortal and study the rhythm!"

Yunxiao Niangniang thinks that Long Xuan sings beautifully, and she can play the piano herself, so she can try to cooperate.

"In that case, it is better for this seat to be respectful."

Long Xuan wanted to refute, but after seeing Yunxiao's ice face, he stopped talking, worried that the other party would coerce him with mana.

It's over, playing the piano and singing, Dinghai Shenzhu can't be saved.

Long Xuan was completely desperate, and could only hope that the lamp was powerful enough to expound on the masters, and he must create opportunities.

"Ding: Please shuttle urgently to the host, choose a new plane, a perfect world."

Long Yu's voice sounded, it was the time to come, and suddenly Long Xuan's hanging heart was put down.

The wormhole is formed, and in the blink of an eye, Long Xuan is enveloped, and it is necessary to quickly shuttle back to the perfect world.

"Yunxiao Niangniang, I'm leaving, thank you for your kindness."

Long Xuan pretended to look regretful, but in fact, his heart was already happy, waiting to get rid of the clouds in front of him.

"Click......"

Long Xuan disappeared completely, and even Yunxiao didn't react, thinking that such a method was very amazing.

"Good songs, good songs, good people......"

Yunxiao Niangniang couldn't help but chant, and a hint of blush flashed on her frosty face.

The space wormhole exploded, Long Xuan successfully returned to the perfect world, and all kinds of rich murderous aura emerged.

"There are millions of fierce soldiers, and the sword is aimed at nine heavens and ten earths."

The Alien Realm really intends to start an all-out war, and the powerhouses of all walks of life have been assembled and standby, including many supreme powerhouses.

There will be immortals in the lead, and it is said that there will be immortal kings attacking the city and completely destroying the nine heavens and ten earths.

"It's over, who can fight in this life to resist the foreign army?"

The people of the Emperor Pass were panicked, if they didn't really love the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they would have already chosen to defect to the enemy.

"Maybe someone can fight, do you think he will go to war then?"

The Emperor Pass powerhouse mentioned the word Long Xuan, and then shook his head, trembling all over.

"What did that executioner do, it is said that he killed the quasi-immortal king of the immortal realm and the three true immortals."

In the eyes of the strong people of Emperor Guan, if it weren't for this matter, the Immortal Domain would have already sent reinforcements to face off against the foreign land.

"I have killed the quasi-immortal king of the Immortal Domain, could it be him?"

During this time, Long Xuan was in the world of gods, and there was only one possibility, and that was the dark dragon Xuan.

Being able to kill the quasi-immortal king means that the dark dragon Xuan is also extremely powerful, perhaps comparable to the ten fierce, or even stronger.

"That can't be said, he has also killed the Exotic Immortals, and his combat power is extremely powerful."

The other group of people held the opposite opinion, they valued Long Xuan's combat power more, and felt that he was already comparable to the ten fierce ones.

"Don't be crooked, the big war is about to start, kill one is enough, kill a pair and make money."

The figure of the Great Elder appeared, and he came with Wang Changsheng and was responsible for fully presiding over the Imperial Pass.

"Brother Meng Dao, are the emperors of the Perfect Academy here?"

Wang Changsheng looked at the Great Elder, and then looked at the three thousand Dao Prefectures from afar, hoping that the strong people in there would come out.

"They gave an answer, and everything was ordered by Dean Long."

The Perfect Academy's group of supreme beings are all smart, hiding behind and watching the battle situation before making the next decision.

"Tomorrow the foreign land is about to attack the city, why hasn't Master come back yet?"

Shi Hao was worried, he was already diligent enough, and he had cultivated into a powerhouse in the realm of retreat in a short period of time.

"Tomorrow is a battle, there will be no problem with me."

Duan De gently patted Shi Hao and Cao Yusheng's shoulders with a look of expectation, his face full of confidence.

(End of chapter)