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At this moment, Si Beixing said leisurely: "It's really not that simple, there are two emperors in a small Qinghong City, how simple is it." ”

In a trance.

A peachwood sword appeared in his hand at some point, and he pointed forward lightly.

Syllable.

The brownish-red tip of the sword stabbed one of the raindrops that was falling at a rapid pace.

The whole world suddenly stopped.

At this moment, the entire rain curtain suddenly stopped, and this sword seemed to pierce the illusion of the entire world.

Together.

Ten ways.

Baidao.

Thousand.

It's shocking.

Converge into a sea.

A sea of black oppression completely enveloped the world around the four of them, showing strange or familiar faces in the dim light.

As far as the eye can see, they are all princes.

Hundreds of banners fluttered in the wind and rain, each with the name of the large and small sect forces written on it, in addition to the mirror character of Jinghai Kingdom, there are also Chu Wenhong's sect Tianhe Sect, Nanmen Kang's sect Flying Star Cliff, Zai Jiayi's sect Purple Feather Society, and countless sect banners that have some cause and effect with Ling Xue.

The three banners were the most conspicuous and ostentatious, bringing extremely majestic pressure to the audience, respectively writing the Xuanting character of the dragon and snake, the deficit of the red spirit, and the lotus character from the Western Regions Demon Gate Tianlian.

The curtain rolls and the sky pours rain at night, and 100,000 demons are killed.

Countless threads of silk fluttered in the rain, and underneath were countless puppets, and the girl named Sword Idiot was among them.

The red clothes were like blood, and he still held a red Resentful Soul Sword in his hand.

The ribbon gently tied up her waist, pressing down the short and slightly fluffy short skirt, but it still couldn't cover her slender and smooth jade legs, slender and sexy.

Coupled with the snow-white and crystal bare feet, it really makes people's hearts beat violently, and her eyes can't help but nail her seductive figure.

Red-clothed and barefoot, a deadly poppy in the sea of people.

However, Rao is Guan Hongdie can't take her eyes off it, and there is still a magnificent emperor chariot that is more magnificent than her, and it is quietly parked in the distance at the moment.

Dominate all beings and strategize.

Before the car was driven, it was the red-clothed novice who was called the true king by the Xuan Court, and he was riding a horse in front, holding up his palm with one hand and closing his eyes silently.

The two emperors, no doubt, were one of them.

The Nightmare Horse burned in the rain and mist, and on it sat a white-robed man, and from his high position, it was clear at a glance that he was another emperor.

The man in the white robe did not look old, on the contrary, he was still very young, about twenty years old, but he already had snow-white hair, his slightly curly short beard was vigorously raised, his eyes seemed to hide ten thousand thunderbolts, and there was endless purple electricity flowing in his flying white hair.

Lei Dao is the emperor, and Jiang Yue, the thunder emperor of the Red Spirit Territory.

The cold killing machine suddenly blew up, flooding the whole world, and the rain curtain in the sky fell again, knocking on the ground, shattering and renewing.

Vientiane is solemn, and the emperor is amazing.

Zao Wou-Ki's gaze shrank fiercely, and he gasped, and in an instant, only one thought flashed through his heart.

Lives are on hold.

Si Beixing's eyes were indifferent, riding a donkey that was not worth mentioning at all, he glanced at them lazily, and said sarcastically: "Such a big battle, are you here to greet me?"

As soon as these words came out, there were countless gasping voices, and many monks looked at Si Beixing with strange expressions.

Lao Dao is dressed in a cyan Taoist robe that has long been inherited and blackened, his hair is greasy and even weareth with dreadlocks, his face is full of wind and dust, and the huge wind and rain seem to be unable to wash away the sour smell on his body, especially the donkey under the seat is still no grace at all, and it is not too much to say that it is a little obscene.

However, it is such a sloppy old man, but at this moment, it is like standing on the top of all beings, and he is ashamed to let go of his words.

More than 1,000 princes, five true kings, two emperors comparable to gods, one of them is also one of the three true emperors of Zhongzhou, the emperor of Xuanting, how can this bad old man He De let so many people greet him, is he crazy.

Just when many people began to laugh, a vague voice suddenly came from the chariot: "That's what I mean, Uncle Shi." ”

The words fell, and the torrential rain was suddenly shocked.

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but blink his eyes, his expression incredulous.

He had guessed Si Beixing's countless identities, and he had guessed countless times how high his strength was, but he never dared to think about it.

There is only one person in the Xuan Court who is qualified to let the emperor ride a horse in front of him and sit alone in the chariot.

That is the Emperor of the Xuan Court.

However, the emperor still has to call this bad old man uncle, and it is very likely that Si Beixing's Taoism is even higher than that of Xuanting.

There was silence, except for the sound of rain continuing to hit the ground.

......

The heavy rain was still pouring down like no money, and the black clouds were overwhelming the city and wanted to destroy it, but it couldn't suppress this shocking killing machine.

Rao is Ling Xue had already guessed that Xuan Ting must have laid a net waiting for her this time, but she still far underestimated Xuan Ting's determination to kill her this time.

If it weren't for her very good psychological quality, she would have fainted directly at this moment, at this moment, she was like a mortal cultivator who had strayed into the world of gods, she had never seen such a formation in her life, and this time she was finally lucky enough to see it, I don't know whether to be flattered or simply tremble.

The weather of the battle of Tianshui Lake seems to be somewhat close to this time, but in essence, it is a gap between heaven and earth.

At that time, the forces had their own thoughts, mutual restraint and balance, and at this time, the spearhead of nearly a thousand monks was unanimously pointed at her, and the number of princes was far more than the number of princes she had seen so far, and there were even four true kings and two emperors.

What kind of battle is this?

The astonishing coercion was like a mountain and a sea of mountains and a sea of rain that pressed down, making her can't help but tremble her teeth, until a faint bell rang in her heart, and finally she danced lightly in white clothes, and her eyes looked awe-inspiring at the sea of people.

Ling Xue had the blessing of the Emperor's Qi, but Zhao Wuji didn't, not only did he not, but his cultivation was still far behind Ling Xue, just when he felt that his flesh and blood were about to be crushed into flesh foam in the terrifying coercion of this moment, Lao Dao just waved his hand lightly, and swept away all the coercion in the sky, and also helped the Cold Moon Fairy by the way.

The first rainstorm after early spring poured down even more pleasantly.

Si Beixing silently felt the cold chill to the bones for a long time, his eyes brushed over the righteous path monks in the world, and said slowly: "Girl, Wuji Cold Moon and that Ke family girl can rest assured that you can leave it to me, now, you can run as far as you can." ”

Ling Xue looked at the dense crowd of people that surrounded her, and couldn't help but feel a little dizzy again, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Si Beixing smiled and said, "Where you go, where is the road." ”

Ling Xue Bingxue was smart and immediately understood, and she couldn't help but feel a little shocked by the old way in her heart.

She took a deep breath, her gaze swept deeply over Si Beixing and the others, and then she burst out with vitality and flashed towards one of the directions that seemed to be the easiest to break through.

At the moment, she can only believe in Si Beixing, an unpredictable figure who even the emperor of the Xuan Court has to be called his uncle.

At the moment when she leaned away, the eyes of the countless monks in the field suddenly shrank, and they raised their hands to cast a spell to stop Ling Xue.

Even the Thunder Emperor Jiang Yue flicked his fingers and a hundred-zhang thunder dragon roared out and chased after Ling Xue.

It's too late, it's fast, at this moment, Si Beixing said with some emotion: "Good apprentice, you juniors are too imposing in sword fighting, haven't you always wanted to know the ability to be a teacher, today you will show a hand or two for a teacher, you can give me a good look." ”

He fluttered and raised his wooden sword.

Gently falling again, it is a galaxy. (To be continued.) )