"Not to mention the positioning of the so-called super-large realm in Zhongzhou, it was originally a vague estimate based on never exploring the world of the same level!"

With a cold tone, in the depths of the Tower of Everything, Taling burped and spit out a cloud of black, and only after pinching it with both hands did he continue to sneer slowly.

"With just a large realm condensed from a fragment of a broken world, I tried in vain to reshape the primeval world, if it was really that simple! The Tower of All Things has already formed a realm of its own, and the masters of the upper generation would have been able to take me away with it a long time ago, not to mention so many ancient powers and ancient sects..."

The conversation suddenly froze, as if he was afraid of something, and Ta Ling's crooked voice gradually fell, turning into scattered self-talk and walking into the darkness.

"Okay, when the sky falls, there will naturally be a tall one to stand on top first!"

Coming back to his senses, Su Yu frowned and raised his head, as if he was looking at something in the sky, and after looking at it meaningfully, he turned his head and glanced at Zhong Yao, whose face was uncertain, and with a wave of his hand, he took the lead into the darkness, and then, Zhong Yao suppressed his complicated mood and followed closely.

"Hey, really, this is called Destiny!"

Zhaba lowered his mouth, Kun Wu half lay on the ground, took the glass cup that Dao Tong respectfully lifted in front of him, took a small sip, and was about to get drunk for a while, but he didn't wait for the expected response, and then opened his eyes helplessly and glared at Jian Zun, who was still faint.

"Say, how can I gag your mouth!"

"Mine? Kunwuzi! Some mouths are easy to plug, and some are difficult! I'm tired of this kind of drama!"

Finally put away his usual zombie face, Zhou Jianyi raised his head and stared at the half-moon string for half a sound, and then turned his head to look at Kunwuzi who was staring at him.

"I said that you have been sneaking out for so long this time, and you haven't been caught back yet!

Before Kun Wuzi, who had not changed color, could say anything, a trace of scarlet suddenly appeared on Jian Zun's face, but it faded and turned into a miserable white in an instant.

"It's a pity, I don't want to be an ant, and I don't want to break the sky!"

Slowly hammering his head, Zhou Jian waved his hand to stop Kun Wuzi's jumping anger, and the next moment his body disappeared above the clouds, leaving only a vague echo rippling.

"Don't forget to bring me something!"

"It's true, you can't steal chickens..."

When Jian Zun disappeared, Kun Wuzi instantly regained his calm, and even breathed a sigh of relief, as if the anger just now was a complete joke, but the echo of the next moment made this Kunlun Venerable immediately smile bitterly and shook his head, and with a flick of his hand, he dragged the clouds under him and flew into the distance.

...

"If not... I will slay you here!"

With Jin Yu in his left hand, Su Yu's steps slowly walking in the corridor suddenly froze, and after his eyes swept over several shadow corners, he coldly put down his words and walked through the human-shaped hole in the door in front of him.

On the other side, who had just appeared, looked at the door only three meters away in a daze, Bai Junmo's gaze finally fixed on the saber he was holding tightly.

"My lord, this time, this time!

Behind him, several white shadows appeared, and one of them, a thin old man-like Zhuji Ghost Cultivator, had an iron face, and finally couldn't help but speak, but was immediately stopped by Bai Junmo waving his hand.

"If you're dead, it's not a deception!"

Indifferently pulled out the saber in his hand, looking at the crack on it that was almost cut off, there were several cold breaths from his subordinates in his ears, the ghost resentment knife is the most widely used magic weapon among the major ghost armies in the capital, and its grades range from low-grade magic weapons to top-grade spiritual weapons, and even magic weapon levels, and as the commander of the beggar army, Bai Junmo's ghost resentment knife is a genuine medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it was abolished so unknowingly, and suddenly a cold cold that far surpassed Zhou Zhou Tang emerged in the hearts of all the foundation building ghost cultivators.

"Ayu!"

The vigilance on his face instantly turned into surprise, Wu Yu jumped up from the sofa, and rushed into Su Yu's arms in an arc, and then under the familiar touch of the head, the girl squinted, and the last bit of tension in her heart was gone.

"Mu Yu she..."

The reason is still there, but after about ten seconds, the girl looked up at Su Yu with a gentle face, and whispered with a small nose smelling a familiar smell.

"I know, I know! It's okay, I'll bring her back!"

Pressing the girl's head, Su Yu's eyes immediately turned to the Zhou Zhou Tang who had already gotten up, standing silently on the side and looking at the Zhou Tang here, his heart was warm for no reason, his old nest was targeted and even served for so long, he was the last to know, especially Xun Qinrong could only secretly send a low-level warlock to ventilate the message, it can be seen that under the external pressure of this matter, in addition to the old dog in the Qingyu Mansion, his own master, Lord Jianzun's thoughts are the most intriguing.

And as the descendant of the Sword Venerable, Zhou Tang was reasonable, in fact, there was no need to make a move, especially Su Yu obviously sensed the fatigue on the other party due to the long-distance crazy rush, and before the senior brother who was originally as light as water, he instantly plumped up, and the swordsman in front of him was too pure after all!

With a wry smile in his heart, he glanced at Zhou Zhou Tang and just wanted to speak, but the swordsman on the other side said to him with a strange smile, turned his head and walked out of the door.

The Flame of the Dark?

Turning his head to meet Wu Yu's gaze with a strange face, Su Yu immediately shook his head, and led the latter into the inner hall, behind him, a black thin puppet nearly a foot tall came out and sat at the door, blocking the entire door tightly; 。

It's a good day!

Looking at it silently, a rare smile appeared on the corner of Su Yu's mouth, no matter how strong it is, no matter how strong it is, how can it be protected, this girl's smile!

Also, Mu Yu...

"Senior brother!"

Stepping into 709, where the door was open, Su Yu saw Zhou Yitang, who was lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the left side of the hall, holding the moonlight flowing down, and slowly stepped forward to meet the swordsman's suddenly open sword eyes.

The cultivation of the sword cultivator has been refined to a certain point, even if the gaze bursting out of the eyes will naturally carry a unique sword intent, and the gaze of the two sword cultivators is like a collision of sword breath, it is not a hedge of life and death, this kind of gaze only lasted for a few seconds, Zhou Zhou Tang retracted his gaze with a little surprise, moved his body, and came out with an empty place for Su Yu.

"Time is running out!"

"Huh?"

"I'll leave tomorrow!"

"Where are you going?"

"Chengjiang, Chenghuang Club!"