"In addition, although we have to guard against Dan Xiaoyao, we can't be perfunctory in other aspects, and send all the invitations to the major emperor immortal forces, as well as ...... Go and invite the Ten Dan Masters! Don't let the people of the world think that my Danxian Sect will be afraid of a Dan Yao!"

Dan Shenzi made the final decision, and the Dan Dao Grand Ceremony said that it was a grand ceremony, but in fact, it was a battle without gunpowder between them and Dan Yao.

It is the general trend of the center of all worlds that is decided!

The news of the Dan Daw Festival was held as scheduled, and there was no change because of Dan Yao's strong declaration.

And it seems that in order to show off, it has also raised the welcome specifications of the entire Danxian Gate to a higher level, and the venue has been expanded several times. Not only that, under the coercion and temptation of the Danxian Gate, the Demon Dan Emperor and the Evil Immortal Ke all responded to the invitation of the Danxian Gate.

The forces with heads and faces everywhere began to rush to the Danxian Gate.

If you don't go to Danxian Gate now, you just don't give Danxian Gate face, isn't that looking for death?

Other than that...... At least two fingered Emperor Immortal forces also responded to the request of the Danxian Sect!

It's a big deal!

It's getting bigger and bigger!

With such a gathering of Emperor Immortal forces, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen in the past ten thousand years, except for the Emperor Immortal in the world.

The atmosphere in the entire Wanjie Center became more and more enthusiastic, partly because of the vigorous publicity of the Danxian Gate, and partly because of the topic of confrontation between Dan Xiaoyao and the Danxian Gate.

Although Dan Xiaoyao looked a little weak in the past, everyone knew that Dan Xiaoyao had the power to fight!

But now...... With so many intricate forces concentrated in Danxian Gate, how did Dan Xiaoyao make waves?

I don't understand, I really don't understand!

But it is precisely because of this curiosity that everyone is looking forward to the arrival of the Dandao Festival!

And in the midst of this anticipation.

But little by little.

A year is not too much or too short, but the day of the Dandao Festival is approaching.

At this time, Zhong Litian, who was the protagonist, was not in the safest Caixian Ancient City, and he was wandering leisurely in the small mountain village at this time.

Don't think about anything, don't do anything.

Everything that needs to be prepared is ready, and he just needs to wait for the moment now.

This year, he has been refining the elixir in the Caixian Ancient City, and he has used the ultimate magic medicine sent by the Caixian Ancient City and the Tianquan Empire, and the soul power he uses is still the soul power borrowed from Danqingzi.

Poor Dan Qingzi, his background is rich, and the soul that has been borrowed by Zhong Litian so many times is not dead, but this is worse than not dying.

The pain of borrowing soul art is no weaker than the poison of life and death!

The peak soul power, the peak elixir, the things that were refined, only Zhong Litian himself knew.

That was his hole card in the Danxian Gate.

It is also the most terrifying masterpiece of his past and present lives!

What we need now is the world-renowned stage of Danxian Gate.

Now there is still a certain amount of time before the Dan Dao Festival of Danxian Gate, so Zhong Litian also came to relax, he has been walking for an unknown amount of time, he is looking at the mountains, he is looking at the water.

There is no purpose, but it is precisely like this, and such a journey is full of heart!

I really want to go on like this.

The world is too big, and being an ant is not a kind of happiness, but it's a pity...... Zhong Litian was not destined to be an ant, even if it was his wish.

At this time, there was only Zhong Litian here, and his ears were full of cold spring rain.

The smoke willow painting bridge, the green willow swaying, on the ancient bridge, gurgling water.

The rain is like a needle, many ripples are spreading, and the mist rises on the river, giving people a hazy beauty.

Zhong Litian stopped here for a rare long time, and he just looked at the river below, and fell into a kind of remembrance.

The familiar feeling flashed and made his body very useful.

In that short moment, I felt as if I had seen it somewhere, but I just wanted to catch it, but I couldn't catch it.

If you can't get it, you want it!

Zhong Litian had been tasting this comfortable feeling that flashed here and then, but fortunately, it was remote and rainy, and few people came, which gave him the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery alone.

But at this moment, Zhong Litian came back to his senses.

"Da-da-da-da. Footsteps rang out.

Someone's coming!

Zhong Litian raised his eyes to look, but he saw a red shadow from a long distance.

The black clouds are all over the field, and the green mountains are verdant, but the finishing touch is this touch of red.

I don't know how long I have been watching, but that blush has already arrived in front of Zhong Litian.

She was dressed in a monotonous and cold red dress, Su Jingyu held a pot of wine in one hand and a vermilion umbrella in the other!

Look at the perfect body shape that increases one point and is fat, and subtracts one point and is thin. The goddess and can't reach!

The white hair was fluttering, but his face was wearing a faded mask, his steps were light, and in a trance, Zhong Litian was distracted, and the other party's every move was so beautiful.

No matter which angle you cut it from, it's an impeccable drawing!

Shaking his head, Zhong Litian's soul power still helped him regain his mind!

The rain is majestic, and you dare to come here alone?

The other party is holding a pot of wine in his hand, and it is the time of Qingming at this time, is it to pay tribute to the deceased?

Is it to pay tribute to your parents, or to mourn your deceased husband?

In a thought, Zhong Litian had already thought of everything, and then looked at the direction she was heading, it was the ancient bridge she was standing, although she enjoyed that feeling very much, but people had important things.

And you're running out of time, it's time to go!

Zhong Litian walked towards the woman, and in a slow step, he passed by!

There's no communication, there's no feeling, it's just a simple encounter, and then ...... Separation, not even the possibility of leaving a trace of memory.

Perhaps because of the mask, Zhong Litian didn't see the woman's moist eyes.

She's crying!

On that day, the sky was also crying!

He snuggled up to her shoulder in a hurtful way, and it was raining profusely, but both he and she enjoyed the happiness of falling together.

The beautiful woman in your arms, how can you care about the cold and rain outside the house?

"Senior brother, I can't find you, so I can only come here to find you. Is it raining again?"

The woman muttered, but soon burst out with a wry smile.

She threw away her painting umbrella and drank fairy wine, I don't know if it was wine, rain, or tears?

Qin Ya let the gradually increasing raindrops wash over his body, so cold, so cold, but the coldest thing is still the heart.

You may not remember the person who accompanied you in the sun, but what if it was the person who accompanied you in the rain? Or is it a combination of the two?

The Buddha said: People have eight sufferings, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, hate for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go!

She couldn't let him go.

She also knew that he couldn't let her go.

Qin Ya slowly stood up straight, a guqin stood horizontally in the sky, and an emerald green short flute whimpered and rhythmic.

Loved ones, let me play you another song of the Dead!

Piano and flute ensemble, just as it did at the beginning!

With a wry smile, Qin Ya looked at the sky, but suddenly, her mask shattered.

The beauty that cannot be described in words, but fortunately there is no one on the side.

The turquoise flute actually flashed and flashed, with a familiar vitality.

What happened to Soul Breaker?

Don't?

In an instant, her sharp gaze suddenly locked on the direction in which Zhong Litian disappeared.

The only people I've seen before are ......