Pre-war appetizers.

Before the Sparrow Capture Conference began, there were already several turmoil.

Neither the Demon Venerable nor the Lonely Dust have returned, but the Sparrow Capture Conference is about to begin.

At three moments, the Yunling Mountains suddenly began to glow with rainbow light, and one after another rainbow light broke free from the ground and bloomed.

Meng Xiaopao stood on the rooftop, stunned by the scene.

It's like a bunch of rainbows buried in the ground, and they are not willing to bury their brilliance in the ground, so they want to break through the ground.

Meng Xiaopao looked at the endless land of Caixia in front of him, and asked in a dumbfounded voice: "Wuyin, is this underground light from Hongque?" ”

Wu Yin is also very beautiful, but she has a sense of womanhood in her beauty.

Wu Yin speaks briskly, and Meng Xiaopao likes her outspokenness.

"Yes, that's a sign that the bird has broken ground."

Meng Xiaopao nodded and continued: "Then how do you determine the time when Hongque broke ground?" ”

Wu Yin stretched out his hand and pointed to the glowing ground and explained, "Look at those rainbow lights. ”

Meng Xiaoxiao looked intently, and saw that the rainbow light there was faint, but the soil was colored.

Wu Yin continued: "When the bird did not break the ground, the colored soil was buried in the ground, as long as you dig down to check, you can know the area and breaking time of the bird, but this colored soil can not get out of the Yunling Mountain Range, and it will be scattered as soon as it comes out, so there will be this sparrow conference, the conference is not presiding, and whoever catches it according to their ability will break out every year." ”

Meng Xiaopao sighed after listening to it: "It's so amazing, it's really a big world, by the way, when will your prince come back, this sparrow conference will start in a while, what if he doesn't come back, we can't rob others?" ”

Wu Yin replied: "Don't worry, I believe in the prince, even if you don't win, you won't lose to the Demon Venerable." ”

Hearing that Wu Yin is so convinced of Lonely Forgetfulness, Meng Xiaopao won't say more, there are only ten minutes left before the fourth moment, I hope he can come back in time.

The glow of the Yunling Mountains blooms, and the bright light shines brightly on the sky.

A hundred miles away, the lonely peak is no longer there, the gravel and trees are messy everywhere, and there is a layer of frost along with the mess, and in the summer when it just falls at night, the cultivation that can make the earth full of frost is terrible to think about.

This is just the work of a low-level monk who has just broken through the refining of tendons and a person with the internal strength of the Ninefold Peak, if he cultivates to a higher level in the future, wouldn't it be able to turn over the river and the sea, and destroy the heavens and the earth.

In a broken depression, Gu Wangchen and Demon Venerable stood opposite each other, both of them had wounds on their bodies, and Mozun was obviously much more serious, this was because of the clothes he wore woven with bone silk.

Gu Wuchen looked at the somewhat sluggish Demon Venerable and said, "It's almost time, it's time to go back." ”

As soon as the Demon Venerable changed his previous cold arrogance, even his voice changed, this was an ethereal voice, as pleasant as an elf's voice: "Your Excellency, what you just said is true?" ”

Lonely Forgotten Dust nodded.

After seeing Gu Wangchen nodding, Demon Venerable's heart jumped wildly, and he said: "It seems that God is taking care of our Demon Bone Cave, and the hegemony is not far away." ”

Gu Wangchen's aura suddenly changed, and his slightly gentle momentum disappeared in an instant, and at this time, he was even more cold and arrogant than the previous Demon Venerable aura.

The cold air around his body was dense, and in the cold and freezing, he stood majestically like a piece of Nine Heavens Ice.

Zi Huang knew that he didn't have to play the Demon Venerable anymore at this moment, and then he had to play another role, the Mo Wangye Lonely Dust.

The internal force was exerted, and the purple body emerged from the bone silk ink clothes, and he stood quietly in a black underwear.

Gu Wangchen followed suit, after shedding the cold gray clothes, he was wearing a black undershirt that was directly slightly supported by the internal force, and his limbs were stretched, and the bone silk ink clothes were already on.

Everything was just in a flash.

After Gu Wangchen put on the bone silk ink clothes, his spiritual power condensed his fingertips, and he saw that he was a little lucky in his eyebrows, and the red scar on his face instantly fell off like minced meat.

I wanted to see his true face just to see him, but I saw him suddenly dodge, and in just a moment, there was one more thing in his hand.

The purple jade beak hairpin was in hand, and the mask on the purple face instantly turned into black smoke and wrapped his face, and all thoughts about him were covered by the magic dragon mask, the god, the secret.

The original appearance of the purple black was exposed, and his emerald eyes were set on a handsome face like an elf, pure and seductive.

At this time, Gu Wangchen was already the Demon Venerable that everyone feared, and his cold and arrogant voice was more intimidating than that played by Zi Yu: "I go first, don't treat the method of cultivating immortals as child's play, you have already learned my strength, and you can do it at your discretion in the affairs of the palace." ”

The cold wind rises, and the shadow disappears.

The Demon Venerable took away the cold from his body, the earth was able to breathe, and the frost finally melted, and the cold passed the summer warmth.

Purple watched Lonely Dust leave, and it was a moment before he began to act.

Casually touching his cheeks a little, his face twitched for a while and finally changed into a lonely appearance, and he was about to see his changed appearance, only to see him reach out and suck it, and the minced flesh that had fallen off before instantly fused.

The fused minced flesh rushed to his face, and he quickly pointed a little towards the center of his eyebrows as quickly as a lonely dust, and a drop of blood from the center of his eyebrows secreted out, and he used his strength to explode the blood beads into a powder mist.

The powder mist sticks to the minced meat, and the minced meat is instantly distributed evenly and grows on the face and body.

It's too late, it's too fast, everything is in a blink of an eye, and a new lonely dust changes.

"Cough, cough, cough." Sansheng's tone sounded, and Zi Huang tried to speak: "Skillful hands are really skillful, this mask is indeed exquisitely made." ”

His ethereal sense was no longer lost in the voice of the words, and some were just the indifferent voice of loneliness.

When everything was ready, he reached out and stroked Scarface's eyes before flying out.

The summer night is a little sultry, the previous frost dispersed the earth only the residual temperature of the scorching sun, the warm wind passed, the grass and insects chirped, and the fireflies regretted the crystal, and the face was finally not glimpsed.

Yunling Mountains.

The Demon Venerable flew all the way to the end.

His speed was no longer what he used to be, and he was already at the sleeping hall in a flashing shadow.

A bone-silk ink suit made him look even darker at night.

There was a purple locust standing on the left and right of the sleeping hall, and the two of them saw him return and greeted him respectfully: "Your Excellency, the Hongque will come out in half a moment." ”

The Demon Venerable walked straight towards the sleeping hall, and Zixuan hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to pinch the ring to open the door.

The door of the magnificent sandalwood hall opened silently, and the Demon Venerable spat out coldly as he walked forward: "Nine out of ten, go." ”

Nine of the ten Hongqi must be captured, Zixuan Zihuai thought in his heart, this is going to kill on a large scale.

After the Demon Venerable entered the sleeping hall, Zixuan closed the door of the hall with the ring again.

After a while, the Demon Venerable came out of the hall again, this time he was dressed in new clothes.

He was dressed in a silk dress with a thin flower trim in purple, and a large black lotus pattern appeared on the purple robe.

A purple jade ring is tied with more than half of the black hair, and a purple jade inlaid star hook beak hairpin is crossed in the middle of the jade ring.

Dressed in an ink-colored lotus-patterned silk suit and a transparent starlight dark purple shirt, the demon dragon mask on his face reflected the black light, and his tall and slender figure was wrapped in a layer of cold ice, cold and arrogant.

The Demon Venerable was so alone in front of the door of the main hall, and the hall behind him was like the mouth of a vicious beast, and he was like the man who slashed the beast proudly came out of the mouth of the beast and despised the heavens and the earth.

The half-draped black hair behind him rose slightly with a wisp of ghostly wind, and the demon dragon mask on his face became more lively under this background, and at this time, his whole person exuded a mysterious masculinity, just like the Nine Heavens Demon God descended to earth.

The people who watched were all shocked by his momentum, stunned and silent.

"Whoosh~" A sound of breaking wind sounded, and the lonely dust dressed by Ziyun came through the wind.

The silence was broken by the sound, and everyone woke up as he fell into the trunk.

Zhou Xu swallowed his saliva, he moved his gaze to Gu Wuchen with difficulty and said, "Lord Wang, you are back, how was the battle just now." ”

Gu Wangchen raised his hand to interrupt Zhou Xu's words, and then entered the wooden house directly.

Meng Xiaopao and Wu Yin stood on the roof, and when they saw Gu Wangchen coming back, Wu Yin flew down with Meng Xiaopao.

At this time, Gu Wangchen had already closed the door, and Meng Xiaopao thought about it and didn't speak again.

Suddenly, there was a rainbow behind him.

Turning around and staring, the dense deep forest instantly turned into a rainbow light, and in the midst of the brilliance, a clear color of small birds broke out of the ground, their bodies were as transparent as water, and after flying out, the rainbow light all over the ground converged on them.

After inhaling the rainbow light, the body feathers of the transparent clear bird instantly transformed, and one by one the birds were formed.

The bird is out, and the war is up.

Meng Xiaopao looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, and wanted to keep the beauty of this moment.

"Poof." The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh broke the beauty.

In the distance, a delicate woman with a sword pierced the heart of the person in front of her.

This pop was like the alarm of war, and everyone fought with weapons in hand.

While fighting, they exerted their internal strength to capture the sparrow, and when the sparrow started, they instantly pinched it and opened it again, with a ball of colored feathers in the palm of their hand.

Meng Xiaopao looked at the scene in front of him with a heartache, this is the so-called Sparrow Capture Conference? Such a bloody and violent act is just for the color feather that can be arraigned?

Cruel, ruthless, without the slightest sense of guilt, this is the so-called rivers and lakes, killing people in the rivers and lakes is as simple as cutting vegetables.

To see the true face of the rivers and lakes, how difficult it is to really integrate.

In the chaos, the wooden house behind him was opened by Lonely Dust, and he was now in a different outfit.

Dressed in a light black lean tunic suit, his hair was half draped and half tied, his expression on the scar was a little dignified, and his right hand was holding a black sheath long sword, his figure was tall and heroic.

He stepped forward a few steps along the trunk of the tree, his eyes looked straight ahead, his dark purple eyes were occupied by a rainbow glow, he ignored the bloody violence in front of him, and commanded in a cold voice: "What are you doing in a daze, don't go and take the bird quickly." ”

He was about to get up, but Meng Xiaopao suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him: "Lonely Forgotten Dust, do you want to be as inhuman as them?" As she spoke, she pointed to a cruel scene in front of her.

The current Lonely Dust is not the original Lonely Dust, for the current Lonely Dust, Meng Xiaopao has no friendship with him, and even this is the first time they have met.

The appearance is the same, but the core inside has changed.

Gu Wuchen waved away Meng Xiaopao's hand without pity, and his voice froze several times: "I knew that you were so in the way, this king shouldn't have brought you here, Wu Yin, take care of her." ”

"Yes."

Wu Yin replied, and then directly used internal force to shake Meng Xiaopao's hand away, and Gu Wangchen broke free from the restraint and flew towards the chaos in front of him.

On the way, he captured a few birds, and when he pinched them hard, the birds turned into colorful feathers in his hands.

Meng Xiaopao's heart was cold, the bird in his hand was like a sharp thorn piercing Meng Xiaopao's heart, a little painful, a little cold, Meng Xiaopao himself didn't know what was going on, sympathy had been buried, and what was left was a thick sadness.

On a big tree in the distance, the Demon Venerable collected all the emotions of Meng Xiaosplash, and when he looked at the sadness revealed by Meng Xiaopaw, there seemed to be a trace of strangeness in the depths of his soul, and he wanted to capture it but became ethereal.