The heavy rain was as rapid as a drum on the battlefield, and the fighting on the mountain was fierce.

Especially when the sword-wielding woman suddenly reappeared after her death and walked out of the ruined temple unharmed.

Let the gentleman on the top of the mountain, Wang Qi, and the buried river water demon look at each other, what kind of immortal magic is this? Could it be that the stunning woman with outstanding swordsmanship is a puppet of the Taoist side door? Or is it the unknown Mojia trick? But when did the talisman and the trick become so sophisticated?

On the clearing of the mountains and forests that was razed to the ground by sword qi again and again, the military general Xu Qingzhou glanced at Xu Tong, the immortal master of Caomu'an, if it wasn't for Xu Tong to remind him to be careful, he almost reached out and grabbed the infatuated sword that was bound to be a magic weapon, but Xu Tong asked him to get out of the way quickly, Xu Qingzhou's heart was also a huge shock, and he decisively abandoned the magic weapon at his fingertips, so he escaped the swordsmanship of the woman who came back from the dead, otherwise at least one arm would have to be confessed here.

Xu Tong felt heavy, "This woman is definitely not an ordinary pure martial artist. ”

Xu Qingzhou fixed his eyes and saw that except for the long sword on the ground being harnessed away, and then the sword qi slashed in an instant, and the woman whose body was separated on the ground had disappeared out of thin air.

On a tree in the distance, the unscathed Sui stood on the right side of the branch, holding an infatuated heart.

On the right side of Sui, she looked at Xu Qingzhou, who was wearing the golden black armor of the soldiers, and Xu Tong, the immortal master who twisted a golden talisman in her hand, full of fighting spirit, she had an intuition, as long as there was another battle of life and death that exhausted her pure true qi, the breakthrough was imminent!

Xu Qingzhou's mind swayed for a moment, this woman, after "dying once", her cultivation and momentum rose so obviously, it was obvious that she seized the opportunity to break through the realm in the war, and made up her mind to use him and Xu Tong as whetstones to sharpen her martial arts, once she was given to the seventh realm golden body realm, I am afraid that the famous sword "Daqiao" in her hand would lose its meaning.

Xu Qingzhou is a pure-willed martial artist who has been fighting for a long time, and this is still the case, Xu Tong is a qi practitioner, the grass and wood hermitage of the first great immortal sect of the Daquan Dynasty, and the son inherits his father's business for several generations, on the road of cultivation, Xu Tong is smooth sailing, facing a simple peak martial artist of the Six Realms, Xu Tong is not afraid at all, but in the face of an enemy who is very likely to break the battlefield realm, and this enemy is like an unkillable existence, then as long as she succeeds with a sword, she can cut off his head, how can Xu Tong not be frightened?

In the vast world, there are all kinds of wonders, and there are thousands of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, but there is only one life for a qi practitioner.

Xu Qingzhou had already sensed Xu Tong's cowardly thoughts, and he was not annoyed and angry, and scolded the immortal who had enjoyed happiness in Mirage City for a hundred years, nor did he panic, this man who was born in the first-class general of Daquan Sect Courtyard, said calmly: "Kill her again, if she comes back to life, you and I will avoid her edge." ”

Xu Tong gritted his teeth, and the golden talisman between his fingers was overflowing, "Then kill her again regardless of the cost!"

Sui tugged at the corners of his mouth on the right.

She looked at Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong, but they were just two white bones under her feet on the road to the sky.

In another battlefield, Lu Baixiang also needed to ventilate, just because Sui helped attract Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong, and secretly held back, and only waited for this moment to attack the martial arts masters and qi practitioners, the lethality was far inferior to that of Xu and Xu, so it was just that a blood groove was drawn out of the ribs, covering the wound with one hand, and the shoulder was also pierced by a dark green arrow specially made by the imperial court and covered with talisman patterns, Lu Baixiang shook the blood droplets on the tip of the knife casually, and he didn't even look at the arrow, let alone free his hand to pull it out.

Even him, the four first people in the world of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, before they walked out of the picture scroll, they each got a sentence, but they didn't know each other, and Chen Ping'an, who was the co-owner of the four, was even more kept in the dark.

Wei Xian was the first to walk out of the picture scroll, but the sentence at the door of the temple was said quite late.

Lu Baixiang believed that Wei Xian would not deceive people in this kind of thing, and even more believed that it was not Chen Ping'an who secretly instructed Wei Xian to induce the four of them to fight to the death.

It's just that Lu Baixiang doesn't want to die for the time being.

Zhu Yong is not dead, the vigorous breath of the rickety old man in front of the broken temple is the most vibrant, and it is indeed a martial madman who is more seriously injured and more lethal.

Although Lu Baixiang has never heard of any gold and copper coins, he only knows that there are three kinds of fairy money in the world: snowflake, Xiaoxia and Gu Yu, but Lu Baixiang feels that his life is comparable to a "gold essence copper coin".

Anyway, the armor is about to be broken by a thousand, since the agreement is about to be completed, there is no need to worry, not to mention the other party's siege and killing, it is still early to catch his big fish.

Regarding the breaking of the realm, Lu Baixiang may be the one with the lightest view among the four.

Sui's right side is undoubtedly the hottest one, because she has the greatest ambition, and she wants to fulfill her long-cherished wish of the lotus flower blessed land, and soar with her sword.

The second breath of fresh pure true qi flowed like a great river in Lu Baixiang's body, although it was inferior to the previous peak state, but it was enough to deal with the fight of a stick of incense.

At the foot of the hill where the broken temple is located, there are Daquan border troops climbing the mountain to strangle those rumored demon giants.

Gao Shizhen's face was pale from the heavy rain, and he finally couldn't resist an old housekeeper of the Guogong Mansion beside him, and the latter helped him hold up a big umbrella above his head.

Gao Shizhen had just experienced a big shock, first there was a spy report from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, the woman with the sword was killed by General Xu and Xu Xianshi, her head was cut off by Xu Qingzhou and fell to the ground, and she was beaten by the owner of the grass and wood hermitage, and she couldn't die anymore. As a result, a moment later, another scout went down the mountain to report, and the woman with the sword came back to life and started the next battle with Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong.

This desperate Daquan Shen Guogong suddenly turned his head to look at the soldiers who were silently climbing the mountain in the heavy rain not far away, vaguely visible, some of them had young faces, about the same age as his son Gao Shuyi, and some of the veterans of a hundred battles were no longer young, just like him Gao Shizhen.

About a quarter of an hour later, Gao Shizhen, who was in a heavy mood, got another piece of bad news.

The woman with the sword carried Xu Qingzhou and slashed at the back, as well as the head punch of a golden armor talisman puppet, and a sword pierced Xu Tong's heart, Xu Immortal Master, who should not have died on the spot, actually tried his best, no matter how many elixirs he swallowed, how many life-sustaining immortal techniques he cast, he was still dead, and his whole heart withered like ashes. After the death of the sword-bearer woman, the body disappeared again, and walked out of the broken temple for the second time, and had already entered the seventh realm of martial arts, General Xu had taken the lead in retreating, leaving the mountain without authorization, His Royal Highness the Great Prince was furious, and threatened to severely punish the Xu clan in Mirage City.

Gao Shizhen didn't say a word.

Only the cold and biting rain in the winter night is like a longing in God's sleep.

The old housekeeper, who has served the Guogong Mansion for generations, comforted softly: "Grandpa Guo, as long as Mr. Wang has not personally taken action, it means that it has not yet reached the time of final decision, so don't be too pessimistic." ”

Gao Shizhen's face was expressionless.

On the mountain, although Lu Baixiang was extremely wounded, except for the wound on his waist and the imperial arrow that ran through his shoulder, his combat power did not have much impact, and he still resisted the tide attack.

Some fish that slipped through the net, Wei Xian, who was a husband outside the temple gate, was not embarrassed to clean up.

That pair of Xiyu manna armor is worthy of the soldier armor pill that makes Xu Qingzhou's eyes extremely red, you must know that Xu Qingzhou himself wears armor, and it is the second-class golden black armor in the third class of the soldier armor pill, and the quality is much higher than the manna armor.

In addition, Wei Xian was born in the army, the founding emperor of the Nanyuan Kingdom who started at the bottom of the market, and won the reputation of ten thousand enemies in the history of the four countries of the lotus flower blessed land, after that, the so-called unparalleled battlefield general, no matter how beautiful he was in the world, he was "Wei Xian's second", so Wei Xian was more suitable for fighting in the chaos than Lu Baixiang, and invisibly, in the battlefield of the army, Wei Xian had an advantage similar to that of the Confucian Academy.

This is not a talent that a peak martial artist of the Six Realms can have, and it may not be possible for the grandmasters of the Eight Realms Far Traveling Realm and the Nine Realms Mountain Peak Realm to obtain it.

Zhu Yong spared no effort, so he was seriously injured.

When Wei Xian planned to switch positions with Zhu Yong, Zhu Yong rejected Wei Xian's kindness, once the martial madman was in a desperate situation, the ferocity was terrifying.

Wei Xian is still insisting on replacing Zhu Yong, more because he wants to play a good show of "taking the head of the general in the army of ten thousand", this he is the best at, although most of the time he has to pay a life to kill the prince of Daquan Liu Cong, but the right side of Sui died twice, Wei Xian felt that he was dead and alive again, and he could exchange for a hearty charge that completely let go of his hands and feet, and he did not lose. Besides, the border inn is guarded at the door, and the gate of the temple on this mountain is still like this, hasn't he become a watchdog who cares for the house?

However, Zhu Yong repelled a spiritual weapon of a qi practitioner with one punch, and took advantage of the situation to retreat, enough for the old body to slide all the way back, and Zhu Yong's fists were already visible white bones.

Before Zhu Yong rushed forward to kill again, he grinned and whispered to Wei Xian behind him: "I kindly remind you, you can live if you die, it is Chen Ping'an's silver money that is spent, I don't feel distressed, look at the mood of the four of us, but I advise you not to die easily, for the time being, I can't say the reason, it's such an intuition, believe it or not, if you think it doesn't matter, you can bypass these annoying flies who can use spells, and kill the prince Liu Cong, I won't stop you." ”

Wei Xian seemed unwilling to appreciate it, and asked, "Can you help me block the armor from entering the temple for a while?"

Zhu Yong had already collapsed with one foot, his body was like thunder, and he turned his course several times, and was once again entangled with those monks who accompanied the army and the soldiers who responded to the armor on the side.

Obviously, he Zhu Yong is not going to help with this.

Wei Xian smashed a Daquan border soldier with a chopping knife and slashed at his face armor, causing the man's chest armor to sink in, knocking a robe behind him, and the corpse directly smashed the border army behind him to bleed and fall to the ground.

Wei Xian took the time to turn his head to look at Chen Ping'an, "Capture the thief and capture the king first, I'll try it?"

Chen Ping'an nodded in agreement.

Wei Xian took a deep breath and swept forward quickly, only slightly bypassing the battlefield where Zhu Yong was.

Zhu Yong smiled, "If you don't listen to the old man's words and suffer in front of you, it is rare to have a bodhisattva's heart, and it is also regarded as a deaf ear, the way of this world." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his head again and looked straight at the peak.

In the broken temple, Pei Qian was showing off her belongings with the lotus villain, and took out the treasure box again.

She was unwary of that stupid and stupid lotus villain, who was unprecedented, except for Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian was the most reassuring in this world.

It's just that the little lotus is absent-minded, and often stands on tiptoe to look at Chen Ping'an outside the door.

Pei Qian said with a stinky face: "What's the matter, you don't have confidence in my father? You have a broken arm, are you still blind? Who is my father? Will you lose? Let me tell you! Even if I Pei Qian becomes a fool who doesn't like silver one day, my father will not fight and lose to others!"

The little lotus man looked dazed, what was the relationship between the two? It had never understood what this swarthy girl with a bad temper was thinking.

Chen Ping'an's voice came into the broken temple, "Use the branches to copy books and practice calligraphy." ”

Pei Qian, who was squatting on the ground, was struck by lightning, and secretly gave the lotus villain a slap on the head, but he didn't dare to be ruthless, afraid that five hundred words would become a thousand words, and after getting up, he took a walking stick and wrote a sage article on the ground, every time she wrote a word, the little guy jumped and sank into the ground, and then poked his head out next to that word, giggling, Pei Qian rolled his eyes a lot, thinking how could there be such a boring little thing in the world, could it be a little idiot? Alas, I still talked to Chen Ping'an when I turned around, and said that I would sell it for money and buy her a new book.

At the top of the mountain, the buried river water demon rubbed his hands and was eager to try, "Why don't I go down and practice?"

Wang Ji groaned.

The burly man looked at the rain curtain, "In another quarter of an hour, the rain will be light, and even if you beg me, I won't be too lazy to do it." Don't forget, when I appeared here this time, there was no need to help you kill people, just to help my master keep an eye on the situation here, and when the time comes, I only need to take off the sword glove from Chen Ping'an's corpse, and then I can pat my ass and leave. ”

Of course, he actually needs to help his master find the treasure that can cover the heavens.

As for how to find it.

There's a lot of mystery.

This secret matter, Wang Qi, a little deviant academy gentleman, is not qualified to know about it at all.

The strong man quietly shifted his gaze and glanced at Lu Baixiang who was holding a narrow knife.

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Ji nodded and said: "It's okay to make a move, don't show your true body, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Dafu Academy afterwards, that mountain master is not easy to fool." ”

The strong man sneered: "This is not simple, just say that I, a buried river water demon, was enlightened by you, abandoned evil and followed good, and wanted to ask you and the Daquan court for a water god temple, so I am willing to make a contribution and rely on meritorious service in exchange for an orthodox identity, why is it not easy to explain?"

Wang Ji smiled bitterly: "This seemingly reasonable wording, Emperor Liu Zhen will believe it, and the master of the academy will definitely not take it seriously." Okay, just follow what I said, don't fight with Chen Ping'an with the true body of the demon clan, you just need to force Chen Ping'an to show a flaw......"

Wang Ji was stunned, full of murderous intent, "I want him to be destroyed here!"

The strong man pursed his lips, "Okay, I hope you can do what you say and kill Chen Ping'an who is waiting for the two of us to send it to the door in one fell swoop." Don't talk about it......"

Speaking of this, the burly man laughed, "I almost forgot, you scholars' mouth and kung fu are the most powerful in our world, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Wang Ji is not as knowledgeable as this barbarian monster.

The buried river water demon didn't care at all whether it would let the broken temple notice the movement, strode out, and the mountain trembled with every step, and instantly rushed out of the cliff side of the mountaintop, drawing an arc in the air, and finally hit the ground with a huge sound.

Wang Ji sighed softly, his face sorrowful.

Forming a Jindan guest is my generation.

It's just that people are old and yellow, the grass and trees have prosperity and withering, and a golden pill that comes from a lot of hard work also has a bleak time.

How can he die if he has learned everything he has learned, but he has not yet displayed his ambitions? In particular, the Jindan Qi Practitioner is far more thorough and clear about the limits of life and death than those ordinary people who are confused and unambiguous.

Counting the days and waiting for death is so tormenting.

Here it comes.

Under the towering peak, the burly river demon was smashed with such a big momentum, Chen Ping'an was not deaf, so he was naturally clear.

The left hand carried the dry branch that he picked up casually, and the right hand slapped the sword gourd, and the fifteenth day of the first month swept out of the gourd and disappeared.

The right hand retracted into the sleeve, and twisted out a pagoda town demon talisman made of golden rune paper and written by Zhong Kui in the handwriting of Xiao Xuechong.

This rare rune paper, when Biyou Mansion was opened, the god of buried river water was given a piece by the Daquan Imperial Court, which was given by Zhong Kui to Chen Ping'an three pieces of golden rune paper, and the shading was the wind and thunder paper with the dragon claw seal.

Although Chen Ping'an does not know the identity of the person who came for the time being.

But the world is such a coincidence, a demon charm written in Biyou Mansion happened to be used to kill a buried river water demon, it is really a cycle of heavenly principles, and retribution is unpleasant.

As for the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it was Chen Ping'an who sacrificed the pagoda town demon talisman before he handed out a sword to the comer, which was used to block the rescue of the gentleman Wang Qi on the top of the mountain.

Wang Qi, a gentleman standing on the top of the mountain, sighed in his heart, it was really a thought in his heart, and he separated the gods and demons.

I hope that this siege will be smooth, and after that, if you get the immortal mantra that points directly to the avenue, you will no longer pay attention to the worldly grievances, concentrate on cultivation, and one day you will become the deputy head of the academy, and then make up for the luck of the mountains and rivers of the Daquan Dynasty.

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A young Taoist priest with a hibiscus crown on his head did not travel far against the wind, but shrunk into inches again and again, and soon left the border of the Daquan Dynasty to the south of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and went all the way to the south, picking the quiet and remote mountains, forests and lakes, quietly, and finally stopped at a mountain, and his figure disappeared.

Underground, there is a cave, it seems to be a buried ancient road, the young Taoist priest walks in it thousands of miles away, and there are many forks in this winding ancient road underground, but he did not choose the direction, without the slightest hesitation.

Along the way, the eerie or magnificent underground visions did not make the young Taoist priest stop for a moment.

Finally, in front of a dilapidated "mountain gate", the plaque was crooked, broken in half, and only the words "Farewell Palace" remained.

As soon as he stepped into it, a subtle sword aura suddenly rose and disappeared.

There were broken walls everywhere, and the young Taoist priest walked slowly.

Flying Eagle Castle, Biyou Mansion, Fox Town.

Except for the inn where Jiu Niang was, the other two places were not too important places, to be precise, Flying Eagle Castle was once extremely important, but now it was a thing of the past, and he didn't want to think about it.

Later, during his travels in Tongyezhou, he unintentionally planted willows everywhere along the way, and as for the final willow failure, the young Taoist priest actually didn't care at all.

His abbot's plan for Tongyezhou, the two big demons of Fuping Sect and Taiping Mountain are the key.

But when he found out that there was a guy who didn't know his roots, he appeared again and again on the "avenue" he walked,

Once is it a coincidence, twice or a coincidence, but what about three times?

Be cautious, don't be careless, and finally stay in your hometown with a real body with mountains as a pillow, and the loss of soul is too serious, so that you can't wake up for hundreds of years, and then won't you miss the great cause of expanding the territory and fighting for hegemony that has not been seen in 10,000 years? How can you seek unimaginable fertile territory for the descendants of your family?

He kept admonishing himself with this in his heart.

At the end of the road of this abandoned palace, there is an old site similar to the ancient dragon lock platform, there is a ragged, bloodstained white ape sitting cross-legged, a fierce aura that cannot be concealed, majestic flowing, just that wisps of sword qi condensed like substance, every time you want to float out of this huge stone platform, you will be inexplicably appeared snow-white lightning, hit without a trace.

It is the white ape who has fled for his life to this place, but now there is no such thing as "carrying a sword".

The old ape asked hoarsely, "Why did you come here to find me, aren't you afraid that we both will die here?"

The young Taoist priest walked to the edge of the Suolongtai, did not climb the steps, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there is an old thing in my hometown, and I have long asserted that you are a lucky person and cannot die." ”

The old ape asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The old ape glanced at the appearance of this guy wearing a Taoist robe and a hibiscus crown, which really made it more and more depressed.

At that time on Taiping Mountain, this person didn't know how to change his face, as a young man who lost his memory, he was photographed by a Jindan monk of Taiping Mountain, and after being taken up the mountain, he actually crossed the sea and mixed into the ancestral hall, and also gave him a jade medal.

The speed at which this person was among the Jindan and broke through the bottleneck of Yuanying was shocked even by the Taiping Mountain Patriarch Hall, and he did not hesitate to find a heavy weapon for him to cover the heavens, in order to prevent the Tongye Sect and the Yugui Sect from having bad intentions.

After successfully becoming a Yuan infant at a young age, he has been sparing no effort to kill demons on the road of cultivation. He has an excellent reputation, one day I don't know if he thinks the time is ripe, or suddenly enlightened, found the white ape in the well prison, revealed the terrifying true identity, and ordered the white ape with the sword on the back of Zhenshan to deliberately let go of a big demon at the bottom of the well prison, after the first battle, both were defeated, the original god was damaged, and a young earth immortal who was less than 100 years old was reduced to the situation of the wind and candle in his last years, his vitality was decaying, rotten, and even more bleak than the thousand-year-old old Yuanying The reason for traveling down the mountain, and finally fighting with the Jindan monk of the Fu Sect, who lost the opportunity to reincarnate and attracted the avatar of an ancient demon to come to the world, and the young Yuan Ying was finally left with no bones.

The jade plaque of the Taiping Mountain Patriarch Hall is gone, and the heavy weapon that covers the heavens has been destroyed.

The most talented young Taoist priest in Taiping Mountain in the past sat on the steps, turned his back to the white ape, and said with a smile: "Zhong Kui, Huang Ting, you must die." Especially Zhong Kui, he is not dead, it is not just as simple as Confucianism having an extra academy in the future. After the war, the lives were devastated, and naturally it was the turn of ghosts and ghosts to run rampant in the world, and there was an old guy in our hometown who happened to be good at this. If there is a Zhong Kui in Confucianism, there may be so many of you in our camp at that time. ”

He raised his arms high, stretched out three fingers, and said in an accentuated tone, "Least!"

Then the young Taoist priest stretched out his remaining two crooked fingers, "Actually, there are so many, I am afraid of scaring you." ”

The white ape scoffed, naturally not believing it.

Five of themselves, that is the five Twelve Realms Sword Cultivators!

The Zhong Kui who was killed by it in three moves, has this ability?

The young Taoist priest patted his knees lightly with both hands, "Now that you are hiding as a mouse, you still have a hope." The one who helped the Gang Sect, caused me to fail in my plan, and deserved to be chased to the sea, it is not as good as you, even if it enters the sea, it is still difficult to escape death, now it depends on the two guys who are hurrying slowly, who can pick up this big leak. However, the cultivation of the Twelve Realms, with a dying blow, maybe I can pull someone to accompany the funeral, and after I return to my hometown, I won't worry too much about his children and grandchildren. ”

The white ape frowned and said: "The Confucian sage who sits in the Tianmu of Tongye Continent, even I can't find it, wouldn't it be more difficult to find you, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

One of the seventy-two gods and saints of the Confucian Temple, even if his duty is to supervise the movement of Tongyezhou's territory, in his eyes it is just a spark in the world, densely packed, all of which are the reflections of the Qi practitioners, martial arts masters and emperors and generals of the Middle Five Realms, but in the battle of Taiping Mountain, the saint can only see two slightly larger fireflies that exploded, and then he will operate his supernatural powers, and his eyes fall on the side of Taiping Mountain.

It is extremely difficult for a god to watch the mountains and rivers.

Especially when it comes to countries and continents, there are also invisible natural barriers.

At the top of Suishan Mountain, Lao Xiucai likes his retreat disciples so much, but it is just a trick to deduce.

Unless there is something refined that is carried by someone who wants to pay attention to it, it will be much easier to say two.

But if that person has something to cover the heavens, it will be difficult to ascend to the sky.

The young Taoist priest hugged the back of his head with both hands and lay back, leaning his back against the steps, "In order to prevent Taiping Mountain from searching for this Patriarch Hall hibiscus crown on my head, I took the initiative to damage its condition. Now the Confucian sage who painted the earth as a prison in heaven year after year came to the world in advance, but it is difficult to say. The saint who accompanied the Temple of Literature, looking for it, will definitely find me. The three-headed demon of Tongyezhou, Fox Town, Fuping Sect, Taiping Mountain, you white ape with a sword on your back. There must be a mastermind behind the scenes. I had to do something more before I found me, and since the plan had failed, and it deviated a lot from the earliest expectations, I had to disgust them again. For example, kill Chen Ping'an, kill Huang Ting or something, don't worry, it depends on the situation. ”

The white ape was silent.

These conspiracies are really not what it is good at.

The young Taoist priest smiled and said, "Only by being found out, can I retain a slight chance of winning, of course, I can't let them find it too easily, otherwise Confucianism will doubt it." must let that Confucian saint find it harder, so that it is seamless, let them peel off the cocoon little by little, the young man named Chen Ping'an, or the death of Huang Ting later, is the thread. Otherwise, I will really lose when I go back to my hometown, and when I get back there, I will have to suffer hardships, and maybe I will be banished to that mountain range, and I will be left to fend for myself, and then I will be forced to do hard labor for that blind man, and I feel a little sad when I think of this. ”

The white ape was also a little frightened when he thought of the ancient rumor in the wild world.

The young Taoist priest sighed: "I really miss the taste of my hometown." Here, it's too tied, not only to guard against the Confucian saints who patrol overhead, but also to be afraid of the Shinto Taoist contemplator, it's very hard. If there is no latter, my layout in Tongyezhou is actually much easier, and there is no need to deliberately bypass him. Huang Ting is lucky, with my experience, he threw our grumpy ancestor into the Taoist temple, if he can, I really want to see that stinky bull's nose......"

His words came to an abrupt end.

On the side of the broken temple, Pei Qian suddenly covered his eyes, rolled all over the ground, and between his fingers, there seemed to be sunlight and moonlight bursting out.

A moment later, near the Lock Dragon Platform of the Underground Palace, a tall old Taoist appeared here, and sneered: "Oh?"

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On the sea to the west of Tongye Chau.

A big demon with a thousand feet of true body set off a monstrous wave and fled frantically.

Behind him, there are several figures walking against the wind.

At sea, there is a sword cultivator who is in an irritable mood.

I don't want to be that bullshit protector for anyone, but deep down, I am a little worried about the chaos in Tongyezhou, which will affect the young man who Xiao Qi gave all the hope.

I really didn't want to show up in the world, so I took a break at sea.

Wandering left and right.

It just so happened that the name of the sword cultivator was left and right.

I saw the injured demon who had changed his escape route.

But he was in a bad mood, so he handed the sword away.

Slash it with a sword.