Meng Fengjiao's sword hadn't been stabbed yet, but it was hit by a sword qi, and the long sword flew out directly, and said: "Don't kill him, this Ge Qianqiu is still useful, leave it to me, I will lock him up, as for the vertical and horizontal gate, I will leave it to you." ”

"Yes!"

Meng Fengjiao was faintly unwilling, although this Ge Qianqiu married her, she never touched her, let alone had children.

What's the point of her hooking up with a man if she can't have children?

The middle-aged man carried Ge Qianqiu on his shoulders and left directly, his body was strange, and he actually ignored the various large formations in the mansion.

Of course, this time he was able to sneak into the Zongheng Gate unknowingly, and even came here, it was completely with the help of Meng Fengjiao.

Otherwise, even if he had great means, he would not be able to do it.

The top of a mountain in the North China zone.

At this moment, Zou Yan was wearing a moon-white robe, with a silver mask on his face, and a pair of sharp eyes, looking at a mountain range in the distance, which was Mount Hua.

Zou Yan's voice was also full of magnetism, and he said: "Mo Lao, look at how many warriors have gathered on Nahua Mountain, tomorrow, I will truly rewrite the history of the Eastern Zhou Holy Land."

The old man named Mo Lao, skinny, he was on a cane, and said, "Young Master, it seems that you can't wait for tomorrow to come." ”

The corners of Zou Yan's mouth lifted an arc and said: "For me, staying in the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is just a game, and I must complete this game in order to recover my strength as quickly as possible." ”

"Elder Mo, I was reborn this time, fortunately I met you in the Eastern Zhou Holy Land, otherwise, it would be difficult for me to stabilize the situation so quickly. ”

"The Holy Green Fire, the Most Holy Heavenly Demon, the Most Holy Ghost King, the Most Holy Sword Ji, you never thought that I would rise again, right?"

Zou Yan is indeed the most holy in the lonely city.

And the old Mo in front of him was an old man he had traveled to the Zhou Yuan Realm and rescued.

Zou Yan revealed his identity and subdued Mo Lao.

Moreover, Mo Lao's true identity is the Sword Saint of Death, but there are very few people who know his identity.

He was able to become a Deadly Sword Saint because he was helped by the Holy of the Lonely City back then.

The Deadly Sword Saint said: "Young Master, you will be blessed if you don't die." ”

Zou Yan was quite proud, looked up at the sky, and said: "You are right, if you don't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing, my goal was to follow the supreme realm of martial arts, this time, I took Zou Yan away, let me live again, let me feel deeply." ”

"Young Master, can you really help me get Shou Yuan Dan?"

The Deadly Sword Saint asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, you can still live for more than ten years, and in more than ten years, I will definitely be able to go to the Holy Land of Zhongzhou and get Shouyuan Dan, it will be completely easy. ”

Zou Yan said with a smile.

"By the way, I am the most holy thing in the lonely city, you still have to keep it secret, and you can't be known by a third person, understand?"

The Deadly Sword Saint nodded, and hurriedly arched his hand: "As long as the young master can renew my life, I am willing to follow the young master for the rest of my life." ”

"Very good, in the future, you will secretly help me establish a team, and when the time is ripe, it will be the time when I truly dominate the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. ”

Zou Yan smiled, and his face suddenly turned cold: "The four major sects want me to be a puppet alliance leader, it's ridiculous. ”

"Young master, that Zhang Mofan, do you want me to wipe him out directly?"

The Deadly Sword Master asked.

Zou Yan thought for a moment and said: "No need, this person has a lot of means, I suspect that he is not from the Eastern Zhou Holy Land, and he is now a hot genius in the Zonghengmen, if he is killed, it will inevitably cause a sensation, he is just an ant in front of me." ”

"Whew!"

A middle-aged man, carrying an old man on his back, flew from a distance and landed on the mountain peak.

When he saw the old man on crutches and Zou Yan, he immediately threw the old man down, and said, "Meet the Sword Saint of Death, Lord Zou Yan, Ge Qianqiu of the Zonghengmen has already been captured." ”

Zou Yan kicked Ge Qianqiu to the ground, and said, "This old thing, if it's really old, nothing will happen to the side of the Zongheng Gate, right?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, Meng Fengjiao is a spy I planted in Zonghengmen seven years ago, and she has completely won the trust of Zonghengmen." ”

"Bring the White Tiger Dagger!"

Zou Yan said.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man exchanged the white tiger dagger for Zou Yan, and said, "Lord Zou Yan, I won't tell you more, I will imprison Ge Qianqiu, the old man, in the dungeon of my God Worship Sect, I worship God Sect, you know it." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man carried Ge Qianqiu and left directly.

The Deadly Sword Saint was a little skeptical and said, "Is this going too smoothly?"

Zou Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not comfortable to be stabbed by the white tiger dagger, if Ge Qianqiu maintains his peak strength, he may still be able to resist one or two, but he is also old." ”

"Hey, no matter how high our cultivation is, it will be difficult to resist the erosion of time. ”

The Deadly Sword Master sighed.

"Perhaps, only by truly breaking through to the realm of legends can it be possible to transcend the years, in the Zhou Yuan Realm, many holy and powerful people, taking many Shouyuan Pills, can't resist the erosion of the years after all. ”

Shou Yuan Dan is not a piece that can increase the life span of one year, when you pay more than 10,000 pieces, the effect will reach a discount.

Therefore, even the most holy and strong, the longevity is exhausted, and if you let your cultivation become strong, you will eventually fall.

Unless, really break through to the realm of legends.

Not only them, but even the Son of Heaven of the Qin Dynasty was also seeking the method of immortality.

.....

Following!

There are three circles outside the Huashan Mountain, almost crowded with people, and on each peak, there are warriors, and their eyes are all on the most central peak.

On the cliff of the peak, there are two characters carved with Huashan, each word, there are ten zhang long, magnificent, one stroke at a time, containing a powerful swordsmanship.

These two words are the words left by the Deadly Sword Saint and the Nameless Sword Saint back then.

At this time, on the top of that mountain, there was no one person, but hundreds of thousands of warriors were waiting patiently.

"There are too many of them!"

Zhang Mofan's eyes swept wide, dense, at a glance, all of them were people, and on every mountain peak, there were many warriors.

Di Ren looked around, his eyes converged, staring at a mountain peak, and said, "Big, it's really big." ”

"What's big?"

Ape Tiangang asked curiously.

"It's nothing, and you won't understand it. ”

Di Ren's gaze was withdrawn from a beautiful woman's body, and he was just about to go to see another beauty, but suddenly found that a black shadow flickered in the void, directly falling to the top of Huashan Mountain, and converging into a figure.

It is, Gu Hansha!

It's four chapters today.,There's one chapter tomorrow.,I'm going to think about it.,Plot!

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