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He was very confident, and told the truth of the matter in a restaurant, and recounted in detail the process of killing Tianjiao in the Heavenly Realm.

On this day, the world was boiling.

There is a mysterious country in the West, which is something that many people know.

It's just that this country has been silent for tens of thousands of years, and the city wall of thousands of miles has been built, isolating it from the eastern forces, so no one knows what this mysterious country is like now, which is also the reason why there is no Western Tianjiao on the list of Tianjiao in the human world.

Who would have thought that this Western Heavenly Pride, who carried a spear and straddled an eight-legged heavenly horse, was born out of thin air, and left behind a terrible record of attacking ten Heavenly Realm Heavenly Stars. This has awakened many people, perhaps the mysterious country in the West, which has been developing for 10,000 years, has become a very terrifying force.

"Your Oriental wine, if it doesn't taste good, is like water. You geniuses in the East are not strong. ”

The blonde youth smiled haughtily, rode an eight-legged Pegasus, and left the restaurant.

Moreover, he said that since Dongfang Tianjiao could not solve the heavenly immortals, then he would come to help Dongfang solve it.

"My eastern territory is boundless, except for Tang Feng and Mo Gucheng, there is no one who can compete with the Heavenly Realm Tianjiao?"

There are old people crying, and their eyes are full of humiliation.

In the great East, when disaster is approaching, we can only hope for a young man in the West, how aggrieved is this?

In the Yunqin Palace, Yang Danyu was furious, and all the tables and chairs around him were turned into powder.

"Hehe, you really have the ability, a human realm is just a breeding farm in our heavenly realm, and you dare to attack my heavenly realm?"

Yang Danyu sneered. He never thought that it was Tianjiao of the Heavenly Realm who went to hunt Tianjiao of the Human Realm, but as a result, Tianjiao of the Human Realm had not died a few, but Tianjiao of the Heavenly Realm suffered a lot.

"Brother Gong, what do you think?"

Yang Danyu looked at Gong Qiubai, no matter how much Gong Qiubai ignored the world, now that it involves the dignity of the heavenly realm, Gong Qiubai should also take action.

"Light the beacon smoke and ask the old men in the sky to hurry up and open the passage, as for the so-called Tianjiao in the world, you and I will work together to solve it. ”

Gong Qiubai smiled indifferently.

Yang Danyu nodded, glanced at the remaining thirty or so Heavenly Realm Tianjiao in the hall, and said in a deep voice:

"You, each divided into two groups, led by me and Brother Gong, went to the world to chase the deer. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Gong Qiubai again and said with a smile: "Brother Gong, I hope to take it seriously this time, when the brothers under your command lose, you will be mainly responsible." ”

Gong Qiubai smiled and nodded.

Yang Danyu laughed and said, "Okay, fellow Daoists, follow me to hunt that blonde man." ”

After that, he took the lead and stepped out of the sky. More than a dozen Heavenly Realm Heavenly Pride, mighty and mighty, followed closely.

"Brother Gong, we ......" Someone's eyes were slightly anxious.

"Let's go too. Gong Qiubai said softly, also one step out of the sky.

One after the other, two groups of Heavenly Pride swept out of Shuntian City and rushed towards all sides with great momentum.

"It's over, it's over, my human world is over. ”

Some of the older monks saw the purpose of Yang Niwa and the others at a glance, and couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"In the human realm, although there are young Tianjiao, they are also lonely, how can they be able to defeat so many heavenly delicacies?"

In Suncheon City, there are Confucian scholars who are like ants on a hot pot, and they are in a hurry.

"I see, sooner or later, this great human world will fall into the hands of the heavenly immortals, so let's prepare early. ”

is also a Confucian student of Shuntian, who is ready to take refuge in the heavenly realm at this moment.

It's just that he hasn't made a move yet, and as soon as he turned around, he was frightened again, and his face turned pale.

"Jing ...... Jingjie?"

Confucian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, subconsciously lowered his head, and did not dare to look at this young man surnamed Huang Mingyue Jingjie.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you going to do here?" Huang Yue looked at the Confucian with a smile.

"I ...... I'll go back to the house and rest. Confucius smiled awkwardly.

"But it's not dark yet. Huang Yue's smile did not decrease.

"I ...... I take a nap. Confucius wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, that's right. Huang Yue smiled and moved out of the way.

The middle-aged Confucian hurriedly entered the room sideways, but before he could make any movements, a knife pierced out of his chest and abdomen.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm back, so it's time for your generation to end. ”

Huang Yue pulled out his long knife, and his face was indifferent: "In Shuntian City, a real scholar should stand up." ”

On this day, a shocking change occurred in Suncheon City.

A total of eighty-one great Confucians, all of whom died, their heads were hung on the city wall of Shuntian, exposed to the sun and rain.

The killers of the Great Confucian were eighteen young men in green shirts.

At that time, he was young and thin.

Today, the boy has grown up, and his shirt is not thin!

Under an old apricot tree, there is an old man who has taught a book all his life, and he did not put down the book until he died.

Huang Yue kowtowed to the old man three times, this is the first great Confucian in the world, the only real scholar among the old generation of Confucian cultivators, who taught the three Yunqin emperors and taught his own Confucian saint cultivation.

But today, we can't escape the thin cutting of time.

"Master, from today onwards, Shuntian's readers will be real readers!"

Huang Yue looked at the book that the old man put in his hand before he died, and finally wept.

......

In the desolate city, Tang Feng looked at Ning Xiaomei, who was sleeping beside him, with complicated eyes.

She is really a wonderful woman, sensible, kind, and generous, Tang Feng sometimes wonders if she would have lived a happier life if she hadn't met her in the first place.

Opening the Tianyu Holy Realm, he called out the old turtle: "Are you sure that the Spirit Gathering Array is stable?"

The old turtle had a rare serious face: "There is a Heaven Stealing Ruler as a formation eye, and the materials for arranging the formation are all the best materials provided by you, even if the Saint Realm master arrives, it will be no problem to hold on for a day." ”

Tang Feng nodded, got up and got out of bed, got dressed, picked up the Thousand Nights Bow, and prepared to go out.

"Boy......" the old turtle stopped talking, "take care." ”

Tang Feng smiled, nodded and said, "Help me take care of Xiaomei, thank you." ”

The old turtle muttered a "cut" in a low voice, and waved his hand to let Tang Feng leave.

It's just that when Tang Feng really went out, he felt a little reluctant.

"Is he gone?" Ning Xiaomei suddenly opened his eyes, startling the old turtle.

"You didn't sleep?" puzzled the old turtle.

Ning Xiaomei looked at the door that was still creaking, and said with a smile: "If I don't pretend to be asleep, how can he let go of his heart?"

The old turtle was speechless.

Ning Xiaomei smiled, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

He used to be her sweetheart, her hero, who stepped on the colorful clouds to save her.

Now, he should be the hero of the world.