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"Uh, are you so disgusted with those guys?" Xiao Tian said curiously.

"Hehe, those empty-eyed guys!" Xiang Yu said through a bit of gritted teeth.

"Hahaha, did you guess wrong this time, an acquaintance sent a message, hoping that I would help take care of it!" Xiao Tian remembered Princess Qingfeng's momentum, and an inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"That'...... Do you want to go back?"

"Nope. Zhang Liang will not let me down! I have more important things to do, this is the first solo trip in this world, how can I delay?" Xiao Tian said in a comfortable mood.

The sun is high and thin, and the young man is dressed in brocade, walking in the golden desert.

The main hall of Mojiabao, the courtyard, the black barrier completely envelops the surroundings, and from the appearance, no strange phenomena can be found at all.

"I guess I'm afraid there's already a commotion in the courtyard!" Old man Dugu didn't continue to attack the barrier, in the end, he was a knowledgeable person, of course he knew that it was futile.

"You overestimate them, the great empires are like that! But ......" Zhang Liang remembered something and shut up.

"What's the matter, could it be that you have a way to escape?" the old man Dugu asked with hope in his eyes.

"Hehe, I would have left a long time ago if I had the ability, didn't I? But the young master's people shouldn't have left yet, and they will definitely rush over when they sense that force. Zhang Liang said with a smile.

"Cut, why do you think it!" Mo Yun glanced at Zhang Liang dissatisfiedly, and there were words in his mouth.

Zhang Liang didn't care, closed his eyes and felt the boiling whirlwind in his body.

At this time, the compound was even more chaotic, because there was no one to suppress the battle, and the whirlwind continued to erupt, and the form was divided into two waves.

One wave was led by the Seven Elders of the Qingfeng Empire, plus the blue-robed old man from the Tianhan Sect, who was fighting against the Canglan Empire's blood, and the red-robed old man.

However, if you look closely, although everyone else is far away, there is a man who is dressed strangely but not very far, not far behind the old man in red robe, and he is also dressed strangely.

A skin that looked like it had been peeled off from a demon beast wrapped around important parts of its body, and then everything else was exposed.

The man was tall and burly, looking thoughtfully at the form on the field.

"Do you want to come up and try it too?" The blue-robed old man glanced at the Seventh Elder, and began to doubt in his heart.

"No...... I just don't have good eyesight, I can see better when I stand closer!" The fur man's voice was so loud that he shook his surroundings as he spoke.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you suspect, my Chiyan Empire can still afford to lose!" the red-robed old man glanced at the beast-skinned man unhappily, and then snorted.

The blood in Cang Xue's eyes flashed, but he didn't agree with the words of the old man Chiyan in his heart, and even scolded the other party secretly, if he went down like this, maybe he could pull the beast skin man to his side, so that the other party would die!

"Once the other party is killed, the sect will definitely reward me heavily!" Cang Xue's heart was even more fiery when he thought of this.

"Damn it!" the Seventh Elder began to feel anxious in his heart, but he was not afraid and glanced at Cang Xue with disdain.

"It's just waste, and you want to kill me to receive a reward?" said a look of pride in the eyes of the seven elders.

How many masters are hidden in the shadows of an empire with a long inheritance?The Seven Elders can achieve the position of an elder, and it is still Seven, which is enough to make the other party arrogant. And Cang Xue, even if he is the king of the realm, is just a deacon! not even the elite group.

"Hehe, this look is really unpleasant!" Cang Xue unconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the person disappeared from the spot.

A black shadow quickly walked towards the Seven Elders.

"I don't know what to do, think you've won?" The Seventh Elder's face was ugly, and the other party really turned his face!

The swirling force of both palms surged, and it met the black shadow directly.

The shadow is like a whirlwind, fast, and quickly changes angles and positions after a cheetah-like raid.

The two of them kept changing positions, and in a few breaths, they had already passed a hundred moves, and the sound of direct hitting continued, and the sound of puff and puff was endless.

"Brother Qing, don't panic, little brother is here to help you!" The eyes of the blue-robed old man swelled, and he jumped and flew up.

"Hahaha, let's come!" A sneer appeared on the corner of the red-robed old man's mouth on the other side, and then he laughed and caught up.

The blue-robed old man frowned, "Dogskin plaster-like guy!" scolded secretly and turned around to meet him, if the other party sneaked up on him, it would be over.

The four of them fought in two groups, and on one side there was no figure, only the sound could be heard, and the fight was extremely enthusiastic.

On the other side, there is a battle of sight, and the fiery red vortex and the cold air of the sky are entangled, which is very beautiful.

"It's still a fight!" Dugu Old Man's eyes opened suddenly, this barrier could not isolate his feelings, and he put the cold moon in his hand obliquely.

"No, I promised Miss! I don't have time...... I can only wronged you, old man!" Dugu Old Man's heart was horizontal, although he was reluctant, but he still raised the inherited sword in his hand, and layers of cold air rolled out in all directions, and hoarfrost soon formed on the ground, and a thick layer covered the ground.

"Activate the Instrument Spirit!" Zhang Liang opened his eyes and stared at the old man Dugu in disbelief.

The image of the old man Dugu began to become taller, the brilliance enveloped his whole person, the sword soared into the air, the cold moon trembled, and the originally bright sky began to be slowly covered by clouds.

Born with a vision, the old man Dugu did not leave his hand, the last clear sound of the Cold Moon Sword, and then flew into the air and turned into a white light, the white light was divided into two streams, one poured into the body of the old man Dugu, and the other actually flew into the air.

The heat of Mocheng for hundreds of years suddenly began to drop, and the snow began to fall slowly, so the vision shocked the world.

Qingfeng Empire, an elegant man opened his eyes when the heavy snow began to fall, a bright light seemed to swim through his eyes, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he enjoyed the tea on the table. However, his gaze was tightly locked in the direction of Mocheng.

The south side of Mocheng is a hilly area, countless mountains spread out, forming a beautiful landscape flower scroll, countless hermits live in seclusion here, even an old man riding a bull is probably a peerless master!

Shaded by trees, green mountains and green waters, a figure in green clothes, delicately walked to the side of the carriage, gently pulled the bead curtain, and a beautiful face came into view, but there were countless jewels to cover, so it was not clear.

A soft voice came out, "How far is it?"

The woman in Tsing Yi chuckled: "It's already far away, Miss!"

"Is Uncle Mu back?"

"Not yet. The woman in Tsing Yi became sad, the old fellow had never deceived the young lady in her memory.

"Miss, look, it's snowing!" the woman in Tsing Yi looked at the snow in the distance with her eyes dewed.

"Oh?" a white and soft jade hand stretched out from inside the carriage, gently opened the curtain, and a soft murmur came out, "That's ...... The direction of Mocheng?"

"Hmm. As if hearing the young lady's inquiry, the woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and then replied.

"Hurry up......," the woman in the carriage began.

The carriage began to move, and the woman in Tsing Yi rode on the horse in front of her, and a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but look at the snow above Mocheng a little distractedly.

All the people in the courtyard raised their heads to look at the heavy snow, and the countless cultivators on the street raised their heads, as if to witness the heavy snow that had not appeared since the construction of the Desert City.

The snow was flying all over the sky, and soon the solemn Mojia Fort was covered into a snow castle, and at the same time, there was a powerful aura surging in all directions.

The momentum was as heavy as a mountain, and the snow-white mountain bag that had accumulated too high was shaken away.

"There is a master of the spiritual weapon, why bother. Zhang Liang sighed softly.

"Old man...... Promised others!" Dugu Old Man's eyes opened, and the endless momentum was constantly impacting from his body, and there were vague tears flashing in his eyes, which were quickly wiped away.

"What does this heavy snow mean? Don't you think I'm wrong?" The redness of the old man's eyes even noticed by Mo Yun, but when he saw the other party's appearance, how dare he talk nonsense, glared at Zhang Liang, then bowed his head to the old man Dugu, and then ran away.

"This kid ......" The old man Dugu shook his head, and then his wrinkled old face unfolded, "Zhang Xiaoyou, do you want to go with me?"

"Hehe, Xiao Sheng is happy to accompany him, but there are still things that the kid needs to deal with, so it's inconvenient!" Zhang Liang hugged his fists.

"Let's go!" The old man Dugu's sleeves shook slightly, and his figure quickly disappeared in Zhang Liang's eyes.

Zhang Liang looked up at the snowstorm in the sky, couldn't help but tighten the Ling Xuan in his hand, and then sighed lonely, and then turned to leave, the ring on his hand was constantly glowing, and he had seen the letter from Xiao Tian.

The people in the courtyard had also stopped, not because of this miraculous snowfall, but for the two people who appeared on the field.

A person dressed in white like snow, as if the snow was following his figure, the slightly emaciated figure looked so tasteful, mixed with the snow and infinite sword intent, overwhelmingly pressed down towards the courtyard, and the bamboo was trembling in this sword intent.

The other Tsing Yi was indifferent, and the long sleeves were dragged coldly on the ground, but the man still walked as if he didn't know, but the snow-covered ground was gently passed by the sleeves of the Tsing Yi man, and it turned into countless white gas, not even a drop of water was left.

A battle intent spread in the eyes of the man in the animal skin, instantly startling everyone in the compound, and no one noticed that this man with explosive muscles all over his body had such a belligerent nature.

"Bold!" An angry shout spread, like a thunderous explosion, the figure of the old man Dugu was like a god, a faint phantom shadow was constantly surging behind him, and the white wind and snow turned into a tornado, constantly winding around him.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

"Emperor?"