"Dead dog, this is the?"

Yu Zhuanqian pointed to the tattered futon in front of him, and looked at the big dog's eyes, full of disdain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's what you call baby?"

The fat man continued to taunt.

The big dog didn't refute, because it itself wondered if it was wrong again.

Because after spending a lot of money to get out of the customs, they have already found five fake.

It walked over and walked around the tattered futon, looking around.

The is not big, only a few miles in size, and at a glance, everything is in full view, except for a futon, there is nothing.

Walk to the tenth lap.

The big dog stopped, his eyes were cloudy, and he said, "This is the real yin hole." ”

"Oh? really?"

The fat man strode over, looked at the futon carefully, and still couldn't see anything special.

The big dog said angrily: "Sit down, with the yin qi of this place, it is enough to make your mountain power reach the perfection of shaking the mountain." ”

The fat man smiled wickedly and sat down.

Then there was a terrible scream, and he jumped to his feet.

"Ahh

Yu Chuan Qian looked at the big dog, his eyes were on fire, it was absolutely-

It's on purpose!

"Haha! It's good to get used to it. ”

The big dog fell into the well and laughed, looking like he had succeeded in his treacherous plan.

The fat man glared at the dead dog viciously, then gritted his teeth and sat down again.

Then, the screams resounded through the space, accompanied by a cheerful barking of dogs......

This lasted for more than two months.

......

Three months later.

.

The nine-foot fat man was wrapped in ice, and a large black dog with a height of a man kept walking in his, and in the depths of his eyes, runes flickered.

Just then, the big dog stopped and turned around.

Click.

Click. Click.

Cracks appeared in the ice, and the sound of clattering continued.

In the cold, Yu opened his eyes.

Rumble!

The ice crashed and splashed everywhere.

Then, a long roar echoed through the.

"Shanli is complete!"

Yu threw a thousand golden eyes open and close, the essence is bright, as long as the Taoist soldiers are formed, the swallowing mountain realm will be a matter of course.

He turned and looked at the even more broken futon, his expression slightly condensed, and he bowed to it.

This is a bequest from the Emperor of Han.

Looking at the fat man's solemn appearance, the big dog sneered: "Yo~, the kid will also be solemn? Is that going to Pingyang Imperial City now, otherwise you eat other people's things and don't do anything, isn't it bad?"

Yu Toqian shook his head and said, "I believe that Han Tan can defeat that pervert, I still wait until the wolf swallows the moon, and then go to the yang cave from here to see what good things Emperor Han left for his only son——"

The fat man's eyes were red, and he was breathing rapidly, as if the countless treasures were already in his pocket.

"Phew, slut!"

The big dog snorted, looked at Yu Zhuoqian with disdain, and said, "It's really a dog that can't be changed...... Uh-"

The big dog couldn't go on.

The laughter of Yu Chuan resounded through the.

Woof!

The man-dog war broke out again.

......

The Imperial City of Korea.

Beginning in August, monks began to arrive to witness the battle.

The monks who came here, but all who walked alone, were all ruthless people, and they could cross the border to kill the enemy.

Of course, there are also those who go together, and those monks who are not strong in cultivation have secret treasures that can resist evil spirits.

On August 15, the wolf swallowed the moon.

On that day, someone witnessed the battle, and the turmoil spread throughout the old capital.

Whether it's the Nine Heavens Cold Pool, or the Sword Master.

Whether it's the Arabian Nights, or the Floating Slaughter.

It's all terrifying, it's all making people, and it's all yearning.

But it also makes people greedy in their hearts.

......

"As long as I get Junshan luck, I will be so strong!"

"Kill Futu Fearless, the reward of the Heavenly Human Race is enough to make me wait for the Law Realm to worry-free!"

"Tongtian vine, I'm bound to get-"

"Haha, it's better to lose both, so that we can reap the benefits of the fisherman. ”

“......”

All kinds of words doomed this battle to be unpeaceful.

One is the master of the mountain-breaking boxer, and the other is the prince of Daehan.

Why these two people fought to the death, these people don't know, and they don't want to know.

All they knew was that both of them were strong and evenly matched, and that the battle on August 15, no matter who wins, is destined to be a miserable victory.

That's when it's time for them to strike.

......

August 15.

On this day there were twenty-four hours, because a wolf swallowed the moon.

Therefore, in the second hour of August 15, there is no moon, only the purple sun shining.

And the decisive battle between Futu Fearless and Han Tan was the second hour of August 15.

The Imperial City of Korea, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, is as dark as night even if it is daylight.

The evil atmosphere is so strong that it obscures the sky and the sun, and there is no sunlight that can penetrate and shine on this once glorious city.

At the beginning of August, countless monks rushed to Binh Duong City.

But more of them were intercepted outside the imperial city, and they couldn't enter at all.

Because of the monstrous atmosphere, the steps are difficult, and the slightest carelessness will be the death of the body.

But no one left, and they were all waiting for the battle.

Maybe they're out of luck.

Someone who suffered a crushing victory......

The Han Imperial City is thousands of miles wide, which is much smaller than those big cities in the mountain realm, which are often hundreds of thousands of miles.

However, there are several other cities in the world that can compare with it.

This is Yangcheng!

This is the Imperial City of Korea!

Even if it is broken, it will make the Law Realm retreat and dare not enter easily.

August 15.

There are thousands of monks who can enter the Imperial City of Han.

But there are only more than 100 people who can walk into Pingyang Palace.

As for the Pingyang Palace, there are only a dozen or so people within a hundred miles.

Futu Jiu Ming nodded to Nangong, and then the figure disappeared into the darkness.

The people who came to Pingyang Palace all looked at each other from afar and did not get together.

And like Futu Jiuming, there are many people who hide themselves in the dark.

"Shanyang Futu Tian, Shanyin Nian Heaven!"

Nangong looked at the figure sitting cross-legged, and sighed slightly, the four major families in the north back then were really not small.

......

At the moment, in Binh Duong Palace.

A year ago, in the place where the fortune of the most prosperous Han gathered, a black-robed young man sat cross-legged, and above his head, a nineteen-fold floating slaughter was up and down, and the heavenly dragon was coiled.

In the main hall, the dustless monk silently recites the Buddhist scriptures, and I forget about the things.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

The Buddha's clothes moved lightly, and he murmured: "Are you here? But it's not right, why hasn't Princess Pingyang arrived?"

......

The air is monstrous, and the wind is gusting.

A young man dressed in a black python robe stepped into the air, wearing a crown on his head, and behind him, carrying a black long sword.

On the Pingyang Palace, the young man opened his eyes.

His eyes were scarlet and strange, like a madman.

Wu Nian went to the other extreme.

In front of Pingyang Palace, a black shadow appeared, stopped in front of Han Tan, knelt down and said: "On the orders of the ancestors, Your Highness, please stop." ”

It was a white-faced, beardless man with a sharp, feminine voice.

Han Tan looked majestic and said, "Get out of the way and tell the big companion that today's battle cannot be retreated." If I die, he will not be allowed to act fearlessly against Futu!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The person came and said urgently.

"Get out of the way!"

Han Tan snorted coldly, the black dragon on his body roared, and the man was frightened and retreated again and again.

Although the luck of Korea is bad, it is also supreme and inviolable to the people of Korea.

Click.

With a soft sound, Han Tan stepped on the palace, and the black dragon surrounded his body, rich as jade, majestic and mighty.