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At this glance, his face became extremely solemn.

Yan Shuai called softly: "Dream Lao..."

Dream Sanqian paused for a moment and said, "It seems that I thought too simply. ”

Hearing this, the reckless man incarnated by the Banjiao Green Cow suddenly said: "Old man Meng, these two people are a little difficult!"

Meng Sanqian was stunned, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's not just as simple as being difficult. ”

Banjiao Qingniu's eyebrows frowned, with his strength equivalent to the Tribulation Realm, he couldn't see through the two men at all.

Xiaomeng said nothing, her thoughts wandered, and her eyes were fixed on the wordless battle monument.

At this moment, the wordless battle monument looked bloody and dazzling under the light of the sky.

Xiaomeng didn't care about anything else, what she cared about was Leng Xuan, who was imprisoned in the wordless battle monument.

All along, she didn't want to believe that Leng Xuan had turned into a tablet spirit of the wordless battle monument.

She wants to enter the monument and see it with her own eyes.

Seeing Xiaomeng's demeanor, Banjiao Qingniu said: "Meng Lao, you disciple, you are too deeply in love. ”

Dream Sanqian paused, and sighed: "I don't know what to do, go deep, the living can die, the dead can live, the love in the dream, why is it not true, and why is it not false?"

The banjiao green cow smiled slightly and said no more.

Hearing this, Yan Shuai, who was on the side, frowned, and his gaze wandered.

His expression was slightly uneasy, and Yan Shuai was helpless that Meng Sanqian and Banjiao Qingniu could still talk about these words at this time.

Wu Yi and the others were silent on the side, their clothes were all rendered with blood, and they held their blades, always exuding a surging coldness.

......

At the same time, the two men who appeared in the canopy suddenly spread out one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had settled at the forefront of the Northern Underworld camp.

The two looked at Tian Xuanzi and the others, their expressions full of contempt.

In this regard, Tian Xuanzi seemed to be accustomed to it, but Yan Yue and the others were frowning, quite indignant.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the man holding the folding fan snorted coldly, then looked at the man beside him and said, "Jianqiu, the aborigines of the Land of Falling Dust seem to have some opinions about us!"

Hearing this, the man named Jianqiu was as indifferent as ever, and said, "Hua Jue, when did you care about other people's eyes and opinions?"

At this point, Jian Qiu paused, and then added, "Besides, the eyes and opinions of a group of ants?"

Hearing Jian Qiu's words, Yan Yue and the others' faces became extremely ugly.

Before they could speak angrily, a violent roar suddenly erupted above the sky.

"Boom..."

"Bang!"

Immediately after, the two figures came out of nowhere and then flew down to the side of the North Ming and the South Palace respectively.

These two people are no one else, they are Meng Po and the man in black in Lethe.

On the side of the North Underworld, seeing the man in black returning, Tian Xuanzi and the others were all stunned, but Hua Jue and Jian Qiu looked extremely comfortable.

The man in black looked cold, directly ignoring Tian Xuanzi and the others.

He looked at Jian Qiu and Hua Jue, his eyebrows were slightly sunken, and he said in surprise: "I didn't expect you two to show up." ”

Hua Jue smiled and suddenly waved the folding fan in his hand.

The fan is opened, and what is reflected on the fan surface is a picture of peach blossom flowing water.

On top of the drawing, there is a peach tree.

Under the peach tree, on the bank of the flowing stream, the peach blossoms fall, flowing by the water, light and dark red.

At a glance, it gives people the feeling of peach blossom dyed sleeves.

There, drunk among the flowers, cold and smoky.

Hua Jue said: "Break off, you don't have to take it lightly, if this mission fails, you and I will not be able to explain it." ”

He smiled coldly and said, "Hua Jue, I know the importance of the matter, and I don't need you to remind me." ”

Hua Jue glanced at him slightly, and stopped making a sound.

At this time, Jian Qiu said: "Can you two stop fighting with words, and you are not afraid of being laughed at?"

As he spoke, Jian Qiu looked at Tian Xuanzi and the others, and the contempt in his eyes was not concealed at all.

After receiving Jian Qiu's eyes, Yan Yue and the others gritted their teeth, with their status and status, how could they have been ignored and ridiculed like this?

However, Tianxuanzi was unmoved by this, only pouted with a faint smile and remained silent.

At the same time, on the Nangong side, seeing Meng Po's return, Manzhu Sawa and other people who have forgotten Sichuan have come over.

Manzhu Shahua said: "Old Meng, are you injured?"

Meng Po calmed down a little and nodded: "I suffered some minor injuries, but there is no major problem." ”

As she spoke, Meng Po looked towards the north of the wordless battle monument.

In her eyes, there are three figures, which are Jianqiu, Huazhu and Separation.

Looking at it, Meng Po's expression became more and more solemn.

She withdrew her gaze, and then looked at Dream Sanqian and the other fanatics.

Dream Sanqian paused and said, "Senior, do you know them?"

Hearing the word "senior", Nangong Li and the others were stunned.

The strength of Meng Sanqian is not much different from them, but he calls this old woman a senior, and this alone shows that Meng Po is not simple.

After a moment's delay, Meng Po nodded and said, "Yes, the Four Monarchs of the Demon Extreme." ”

"The Four Demon Poles?"

Nangong Li and the others were stunned, they didn't know Meng Po, let alone the "Four Monarchs of the Demon Pole".

At this time, Ximen Wanjian and Si Yin also came closer.

After seeing Meng Po, the two were first surprised, looked at each other, and then bowed to Meng Po at the same time.

Ximen Wanjian said: "Senior Meng, I didn't expect you to come here too!"

Meng Po smiled and said, "In this blink of an eye, the little sword that fell into the water in the Lechuan River has gray hair. ”

Ximen Wanjian smiled awkwardly, he knew Meng Po, and it was a long time ago.

At that time, he was still a child, and he once fell into the Lechuan River because of his greed.

After waking up from drowning, Ximen Wanjian saw Meng Po.

Hearing that Meng Po called Ximen Wanjian a "little sword", Nangong Li and the others were already dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that the majestic Ximen Wanjian would be so commensurate, and now Ximen Wanjian is already pale-faced.

In astonishment, Si Yin said, "Old Meng, who are the Four Monarchs of the Demon Extreme?"

Meng Po paused, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyin, why don't you stay in the Forgotten Sword Domain, why are you here to participate blindly?"

Hearing this, Si Yin lowered his head, a little helpless and bitter.

Seeing this scene, Meng Po sighed softly.

Then, she glanced at the crowd and said, "You don't need to know who they are, you just need to know that with your current strength, you are not enough to fight them!"

As soon as Meng Po said this, Nangong Li and the others were stunned.

They are all leaders in the Fenglan Continent, and they have experienced countless bloody storms, but they have never been told to be inferior as they are today.

Seeing everyone's demeanor, Meng Po smiled faintly and said, "What's the matter?

Hearing this, Manzhu Sawa and the others shook their heads again and again, as cultivators of Lechuan, how could they not know Meng Po's ability?

Nangong Li and the others, you look at me, I look at you, there are doubts, confusion, and confusion in your expression.

Meng Po said: "Manzhu, take the people of Lechuan and leave." You are no longer needed here. ”

After the silence, Meng Po suddenly said this.

Manju Sawa was stunned, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But until he left with thousands of Lechuan monks, those precipitated words could not be blurted out.

Seeing a large number of Lechuan cultivators leaving, the cultivators on the Nangong side were all condensed.

After half a while, Meng Po said again: "Little Jianzi, Xiaoyin, you two should also leave!"

As she spoke, Meng Po's gaze fixed on Nangong Li and Dongfang Zhongdao again, and said, "You guys should go too!"

Nangong was stunned for a moment, and looked at Dongfang Zhongdao, as if asking for his opinion.

"Alas!"

Dongfang Zhongdao sighed softly, and after slowly getting up, he ordered the group of Dongfang cultivators to turn back.

After Ximen Wanjian and Si Yin were stunned for a moment, they also evacuated, and together with them, there were also a large number of cultivators from Ximen Pavilion and Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

What was surprising was that after seeing this scene, the cultivators on the Northern Hell side did not move to stop them, but let them go.

At this time, south of the wordless battle monument, there were only the cultivators of the Nangong Pavilion and thousands of fanatics.

Seeing that Nangong Li and Nangong Xia were unmoved, Meng Po said: "What? You still don't leave? Do you want the entire Nangong to be destroyed here?"

Hearing this, Nangong Li's eyebrows furrowed.

His gaze swept over Nangong Yingying and Nangong Wensheng.

Before Nangong could leave, Nangong Wensheng had already said in a hurry: "Grandpa, you and Grandpa have been wounded, and the next battle will be handed over to us." ”

As he spoke, Nangong Wensheng raised his head, looking so high-spirited.

In the previous battle, Nangong Wensheng and Phantom Muchen had a great time, and the reason why they were so happy was actually due to the protection of Nangong Yingying and others.

You must know that the enemy cultivators who participated in this battle are all extraordinary.

Even if Nangong Wensheng and Phantom Muchen are extremely talented, they are far from growing to the extent that they can defeat one hundred.

Nangong Liben was not an indecisive person, but at this time he fell into hesitation.

Nangong Xia was silent on the side, his face was extremely pale.

After fighting with Tengenko, he was told that he had been hit by Tengenzi's icy spirit.

At first, Nangong Xia didn't feel anything abnormal, but as time passed, the strangeness of the ice spirit gradually revealed.

The power of the fire element in Nangong Xia's body actually began to be covered with layers of ice crystals.

Those ice crystals, cold and powerful, directly suppressed the power of Nangong Xia's fire element, and there was a faint tendency to freeze forever.

Seeing Nangong Xia's demeanor, Nangong Lilian said, "Xia'er, are you okay?"

At the same time, Nangong Yingying and others also discovered Nangong Xia's abnormality.

"Father?"

"Grandpa!"

Hearing the words of concern, Nangong Xia Ning had a calm face, he looked at Nangong Li, and said with some difficulty: "Father, I think the ice spirit that Tianxuanzi planted for me has begun to attack. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Li's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

If he hadn't been injured, he might still be able to help Nangong Xia resist the strength of the Ice Spirit.

But right now, Nangong is seriously injured himself, where is the extra strength to help Nangong Xia?

Anxious, Nangong Li looked at Meng Po.

There was a hint of appeal in his eyes.

After Meng Po understood, she waved her hand lightly.

"Whew!"

Then I saw that a streamer fell into Nangong Li's hands.

After the streamer dissipated, I saw a stone fall from Nangong Li's palm.

"When you go back, put this stone on him, and think that it will relieve him!"

At this point, Meng Po paused for a moment, then looked at Nangong Yingying and Nangong Wensheng again, and then said: "You don't have to worry about their safety, as long as the old body does not die, they will be fine." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Li and Nangong Xia both gathered their heaviness.

But after thinking about it, the expressions of the two became strange again.

Nangong Li said: "Senior Meng, do you mean that Yingying and they want to stay here?"

Meng Po nodded and said, "In this battle, someone should always stand to the end, right?"

"Ahh

Nangong Li and Nangong Xia were both stunned.

What made the two of them puzzled was why Meng Po wanted to let the madman stay.

Meng Po said: "If you don't leave, it's too late." The strength of the old body is limited, and he can protect a lot of fanatics, but he can't take care of you Nangong. ”

When she said this, Meng Po's tone was already a little angry.

Nangong Yingying said: "Grandpa, father, don't worry, we will be fine!"

Nangong Wensheng said: "What my mother said is right, grandpa, you should take grandpa back quickly!"

Wu Wu paused and said, "Grandpa, father, don't worry, I will take care of the two of them." ”

Half a sound, a flash of determination flashed in Nangong Li's eyes, he glanced at Meng Po, and then evacuated with Nangong Xia.

Immediately after, the thousands of cultivators of Nangong Pavilion also broke away.

What is slightly surprising is that the three kings of Nangong and the eighteen generals of Agni did not leave with them, but stayed.

When Nangong Li was leaving, he secretly ordered them to stay and protect Nangong Yingying and Nangong Wensheng.

In this regard, the three kings of Nangong and the eighteen generals of Agni will not have the slightest refutation.

After a while, the heaven and earth south of the wordless battle monument suddenly became empty, and only thousands of maniacs stood still.

At this moment, on the side north of the wordless battle monument, the faces of Yan Yue and the others were already extremely gloomy.

As early as when Manzhu Sawa and the others left the Lechuan people, they wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by Jianqiu.

That shout, although it was not immense, but it penetrated the souls of Yanyue and the others.

It seemed that the shouting was getting louder, and their spirits would be shattered.

Because of this, Yan Yue and the others did not dare to make the slightest move.

After the silence, Hua Jue said: "Jianqiu, why do you want to let them go?"

Yanyue and the others didn't dare to ask each other, which didn't mean that they didn't dare to make a sound.

Hua Jue, Severed Separation and Jian Qiu are all listed as members of the Four Monarchs of the Demon Pole, and their status is equal.

Hearing Hua Jue's words, Jian Qiu smiled coldly and said, "They can't leave, and they have nothing to do with us." ”

For what Jianqiu said, the flower is noncommittal.

He looked at the few fanatics and said, "I didn't expect that the old woman was not old enough to know how to let the fanatics stay." ”

Jian Qiu said: "She has already fought with Broken Separation, and then she saw us appear, and she guessed what she expected." ”

As he spoke, Jian Qiu looked at Broken Divorce, and then said, "Broken Divorce, how is the strength of that old woman compared to back then?"

After a pause, he said coldly: "Her strength has not grown, and I was seriously injured in the battle with her." ”

Jian Qiu nodded and said, "In this way, we have split two people to deal with her." ”

Hua Jue said: "Such a good thing, I will let the two of you." ”

When the words fell, Hua Jue smiled slightly, and the smile was a little gloomy.

Breaking away glanced at his eyes, faintly resentful.

In the battle with Meng Po before, he was injured a lot, and according to common sense, Hua Jue and Jian Qiu should have dealt with Meng Po next.

What made Jie Li unexpected was that Hua Jue was quick to speak out and took the initiative to avoid that battle.

Jian Qiu was unmoved by Hua Jue's words, and he looked at the disconnection, as if he was asking for the latter's opinion.

After receiving Jianqiu's eyes, he was silent.

Jian Qiu said: "Break off, do you have a problem?"

Severing shook his head.

Jian Qiu said: "Since this is the case, then it is decided, I will work together with Xuan Li to kill Meng Po." ”

As he spoke, Jian Qiu's gaze fell on Hua Jue, and then said, "Hua Jue, after we solve that old woman, I don't want there to be a living madman on the Void Battlefield." ”

Hua Jue smiled slyly and said, "Don't worry, I'm still very confident in dealing with a group of ants." ”

......

At the same time, south of the wordless battle monument.

Meng Po leaned forward, her expression extremely solemn.

Meng Sanqian and the others stood on the left and right of Meng Po, and behind them, there were thousands of fanatics.

At this moment, the people on both sides are far away.

The cultivators on the side of the Northern Hell are countless, covering the sky and the earth, and the sky is boundless.

On the other hand, on the side of the fanatics, there are only thousands of people left, and they seem extremely small.

The wind, blowing gently, drifted with wisps of smoke.

Meng Po said, "At this time, shouldn't you ask me something?"

She didn't go to see Dream Sanqian and the others, and her gaze to the north never shifted for a moment.

Meng Sanqian paused and said, "Senior, you must have a deep meaning when you let us stay as a fanatic. ”

Meng Po shook her head.

Seeing this, Meng Sanqian's eyebrows sank, and he said, "Then why did the seniors let us stay?"

Meng Po smiled: "If I let you go, will you leave?"

Dream Sanqian was stunned, and turned his eyes to look at Xiaomeng beside him.

Since coming here, Xiaomeng has not said a word.

When killing, she shot ruthlessly, decisively and ruthlessly, and when she was condensed, her gaze would only stay on the wordless battle monument.

Meng Sanqian knew that even if he was willing to leave, this disciple of his would not leave.

Even if Xiaomeng is the only one left here in the end, she will persist until the end without regrets.

Although Xiaomeng and Dream Sanqian have different intentions, they have the same persistence.

Not only that, but even the thousands of fanatics behind them did the same.

After a moment of silence, Dream Sanqian shook his head and said, "If the seniors let us go, we are afraid that we will disappoint the seniors." There are some things that we will persevere to the end!"

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