(Cat flutter Chinese ) The bright moon hangs in the night sky, the stars dot the four fields, no one in the world understands why the moon is white and immaculate, no one in the world knows what the bright moon represents, Zhao Feng and the others stared at the sky, and then laughed and cried, laughing again, they were laughing, the master was still laughing, because that round of the bright moon meant that they were crying, because the master was still fighting in the sky. Please use this site to access.

The true god looked at the bright moon in the south and was silent, he had once incarnated as the red moon shining on the earth, and the night was not in the dark sky, and there was a wisp of rhyme, but when he saw the master or the last great priest of the yellow sky and white sun incarnated as the bright moon fighting in the sky, he was silent and more puzzled, but in the end, he could only sigh softly to dissolve everything, because he understood that he was now disqualified.

It's just that after a long time, the true god is full of fighting spirit online, making the Far North Plain tremble, making the snow-capped mountains tremble, countless snows falling, he is unwilling, he has fought with the yellow sky and the white sun for four thousand years, and resisted with four eternal nights, so he is unwilling, and he doesn't want to lose.

The true god gazed at the wilderness and the limit of ten days, tomorrow will come, if he wins, then he can fight again, if he loses, everything will end, and the true god now does not know the outcome of that battle, because he can't see the future, just like the blue sky and the bright sun can't see the future.

On the cherry blossom mountain range, the watchman and the coachman and others looked at the bright moon in the sky and were silent, they were strong or demigods in the seventh realm, they understood what the bright moon represented, so they were silent, their faces were solemn, the master went to the sky to fight, and the bright moon appeared, so it meant that the master was not dead, and the blue sky and the sun began to weaken.

"Those red dust intentions are making Qingtian Haoyang weak all the time," the fortune teller said, looking at the bright moon.

When the coachman heard the fortune teller's words, he said, "Then Qingtian Haoyang will lose in the end"

The fortune teller shook his head and did not speak, but looked at the master, who is known as the strongest master in the history of the Tiandao Temple, the Tiandao Temple was built by prostitutes, and the three people were invited to join the Daomen, the three refused to hide in the city, but for the trend of the world, the three of them saw it very clearly, because if they didn't see it clearly, it meant that they couldn't live.

The viewer was silent, looking at the bright moon, "No matter how strong the master is, he is not a god"

In a word, whether it is the coachman or the other two, they all understand the meaning of the Lord, but they understand it, but they can't see it clearly, because Qingtian Haoyang is not a regular entity, but has become a god from a mortal, so they don't dare to make a decision.

"If you can't see clearly, you don't need to look," Xiao Qing's voice came out in the viewing hall, and the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the Dao hall, they frowned, and instantly stretched.

Xiao Qingzong walked out of the hall, holding a wooden sword in his hand, looked at the coachman and said, "Give it to Zhao Feng"

The coachman looked at the wooden sword and took it with both hands, he didn't understand why, now Daomen is still confident, so even if he doesn't think about it, the coachman looked at the plain wooden sword in his hand, but he knew that this wooden sword was not ordinary at all, and then looked at the viewer and Xiao Qing.

A cold wind blew all over the mountain, cherry blossoms flew, and then the coachman disappeared and reappeared in Jintong County, at this time Jintong County was under martial law, and the Southern Army of the Great Song Dynasty was still alone. The rebels in Yungan and Gansu are still circling and have not been eliminated, these rebels are like weeds, killing endlessly, always blocking the rear of the Great Song Dynasty, and the 300,000 troops of the Great Song Dynasty in Jintong County are becoming more and more dangerous.

The Daomen plan to completely destroy the Daomen in Lin'an City within one day, the hidden powerhouses in the Daomen City were wiped out, and the Great Song Dynasty also suffered heavy losses, and half of the emperors and Wang Zongren's secret envoys in the Lanwan Secret Realm were almost completely wiped out, and the Great Array of Destroying Gods was seriously damaged in the final blow of those Daomen powerhouses, but the Daomen still did not dare to underestimate it.

The cultivators registered in the Zongren Mansion in the various states lost more than half of the 300,000 cultivators in the territory of the two prefectures, and they did not dare to act rashly near the two prefectures, because of the existence of the Daomen forces, the Judgment Hall and the Tianshu Hall still lie in Confucianism and the soldiers, and the results of these two battles may not necessarily determine the future trend, but it will affect.

The cold wind blew through the snow, and the snow began to melt gradually, and the battle of the Jixia School Palace ended first, and the great priest of the Tianshu Palace, Aoba, thought that the divine seat that represented power and control was shattered, so that most of the Confucians died, and the Tianshu Temple also suffered heavy losses, but the loss of Confucian sentences, the supreme treasure that Confucianism had inherited for thousands of years, and the collapse of Haoranzheng, yes, Confucianism would no longer be able to enter the stage of battle in the future.

For thousands of years, Confucianism has been the strongest in the line of sorcerers, and it exists in the confrontation of the Qingtian Divine Sect Tianshu Palace, and it is not without capital that the Tianshu Palace has no action, and the background is that Confucianism has cultivated a great Confucian like a heroic righteousness that has endured for a long time.

The destruction of the Haoran fan that condenses Confucianism's righteousness and luck represents that Confucianism has begun to weaken, and since then it can no longer compete with the Tianshu Palace, and if Confucianism wants to confront the Tianshu Palace, then it must go through a thousand years again, and there are demigods and strong people appearing to condense Confucianism to create a second treasure.

As for the destruction of the Divine Seat of the Heavenly Art Palace, although it was caused chaos and power struggle, the Qingtian Divine Sect still has the strength to build it again, because the Qingtian Divine Sect represents the Qingtian Haoyang, then the Divine Throne will appear and exist again.

The battle of the Soldiers' Holy Land ended, and on the fourth day, the ruling priest was seriously injured, and the meridians were destroyed, in exchange for the death of the soldier's sentence, the soldier's holy land became a ruin overnight, and the fireworks lasted for several days, and the loss of the Judgment Hall also made the Qingtian Divine Sect extremely distressed, and the death of the nearly nine-layer adjudication priest made the Qingtian Divine Sect begin to lose its effective sanctions against the Great Song Dynasty.

The new owner of the Divine Throne forged by blood and killing in the Hall of Judgment, the appointment of the Great Divine Administrator of the Judgment is the inheritance of killing, as long as there is power, he can sit on that chair and become the Great Priest, so Shu Yu's withdrawal from the Qingtian Divine Sect Power Center is already an indisputable fact.

After the head of the sect Li Sha and the three major priests were injured and returned to the Qingtian Divine Sect, the three halls were closed, no one knew the situation in the hall, the Qingtian Divine Sect was not an iron bucket, there were still many ambitious people peeping at the position of the master and the three major priests, the Qingtian Divine Sect was already extremely complicated, the interests of the family involved the interests of the sect, and many people were ambitious.

People in the world now think that the direction of the Daomen is a sign of weakness, but only those who really know the truth know that the Daomen is still strong, the heritage of thousands of years, countless dark histories, how can the Qingtian Divine Sect be weak, the three people who have experienced the second eternal night and the thousand-year catastrophe have been pulled by the Qingtian Haoyang to become the watchdog of their own human rights, how to see that the Daomen is still strong.

The coachman walked through Jintong County with the wooden sword, and looked at those ordinary people coldly, in the eyes of the coachman, they were all ants, the only thing that made them pay attention was still the academy, although the master was not there, but the academy still had Lu Xiaoxiao Tuoman and Zhao Feng, who had been able to fight against them after just a few decades.

When they saw that door, they also knew that the Qingtian Divine Sect was now beginning to decline, but the blacksmith went down the mountain and killed several powerful families in one day, and now the Dao Sect has not declined.

Outside Lin'an City, the coachman looked at the magnificent city, and felt infinite emotion in his heart, the three of them could not always step into that city, because the existence of that big array made them feel the fear of death, they lived long enough, and did not want to die, because they were afraid of death.

Lu Xiaoxiao felt the light flickering in the darkness outside Lin'an City on the mountain behind the academy, and then silently glanced at the listless buffalo, and then disappeared, when Lu Xiaoxiao appeared again, he was already standing outside the east gate of Lin'an City, looking at the coachman with a horse whip and wearing a cloth coat.

The coachman saw Lu Xiaoxiao and said, "Fifteen years ago, when I saw you and my master coming to me, at first I thought that you hated having cultivation potential, but now I am wrong."

Lu Xiaoxiao was silent, he knew what the coachman meant, and now he didn't expect that he would only have fifteen years to reach a realm that ordinary people could hardly reach.

"They say I'm the fastest, but if you live long enough, you're the fastest," the driver said with a smile.

Lu Xiaoxiao was silent, there was no pride or trepidation, but he said calmly: "Your Excellency is here, not just to say this."

The coachman smiled and took out the wooden sword at his waist and gave it to Lu Xiaodao "sloppy and drunkard"

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the wooden sword and nodded after hearing the coachman's words, the coachman smiled, and then the horsewhip disappeared with the wind blowing around his waist.

"Who said that the door is weak," Lu Xiaoxiao sighed as he looked at the vanished coachman.

(Today, I have something to write two chapters during the day, and I will go to the hospital at night to have a friend hospitalized for surgery.) Cat flutter Chinese