Someone is breaking through!

Xiahou Chun looked back suddenly, his eyes complicated.

It's her.

Fang Xirou's face was slightly cold, that little girl's skin was hidden so deeply.

"Hmph, little ant, can An be able to spy on the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao?"

A shout rang out.

The words seemed to have a hint of heavenly might, stirring the aura of heaven and earth.

Xiahou Chun turned his head, pursed his lips and looked solemn, watching the real person begin to ascend to the sky.

He took a deep breath, a flash of light in his hand.

A seal glows jet black.

The light penetrated into Xiahou Chun's arm like a ghost.

A sharp pain in the heart was transmitted to the heart.

The pain made his face twitch, his teeth clenched, and he let out a low roar.

Fang Xirou's eyes were faint, as if he was in a trance.

In her eyes, Xiahou Chun's aura at this moment began to skyrocket.

A smell of familiarity and awe began to emanate from him.

Fang Xirou's pupils shrank suddenly, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.

If you look closely, you will find a trace of bloodthirstiness and hideousness.

The reason why the Lingmen Gong is called the 'Demon Gong' is not only that it is very different from the 'Xuanmen Righteous Path', but also that it 'opens up another way'.

And this exercise is suspected to have fallen from the sky.

Fang Xirou remembered the whispered words before going down the mountain: Your Majesty is coming to the world, and we and other slaves should do our best to welcome you.

But she Fang Xirou was unwilling.

is unwilling to end up reduced to the blood food and furnace of the supreme existence.

Even mortals know that 'the prince will have a kind of Xiangning', why can't our Xirou have the heart to win the victory?

The real person stopped, squinted at Xiahou Chun, and said to himself: "The law of demons? ”

As soon as the words fell, there seemed to be eyes between heaven and earth.

Slowly look down at the world.

It fell on this 'devil'.

Zheng !!

The demon opened his eyes.

The real person's heart jumped suddenly.

A pair of deep eyes stared.

After a few moments of silence, the real man said slowly, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

His eyes flickered, as if he was sarcastic.

That real person squinted slightly, and secretly wondered in his heart, could it be some big man in the Demon Sect?

His face changed uncertainly, as if he was undecided.

Tianxin was also shocked, staring at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, whose aura was becoming more and more weird.

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some old guy in the Daomen?

However, the Dongjing Imperial Court has a special method for screening the 'blood soul', if there is a reincarnation possessed by the existence of the royal family, it will definitely be scattered by the soul of the Jingyang Zhongzhen hanging on the Suzaku Tower in Taikang City.

Xiahou Chun raised his eyes and said-for-tat: "Who are you?" ”

The man chuckled, his tone was light, but the loftiness of his words was revealed.

"Poor Dao, Xuanzong Guanshitang enshrines Song Wei!"

Fang Xirou's heart was shocked, and she secretly sent a message to Xiahou Chun:

Guanshitang is an institution in Xuanzong that 'walks the countries and observes the world', with several big real people sitting in the town, and more than ten small real people patrolling and observing the world.

This person's surname is Song, and he thinks he is the ancestor of the branch of the Song family.

Xiahou Chun was silent, there was a real person behind Song Valve, and he knew it in the Qinzhou Mansion.

It's just that he didn't expect Xuanzong's speed to shoot so fast.

He originally thought that Xuanzong must be high up, overlooking all living beings.

Unexpectedly, in this small Qinzhou, even real people were arranged.

Are they really just going to rebel?

At the right time, the aura of Murong Yan outside the crescent moon array continued to skyrocket, and the aura was getting closer and closer to the real person mark.

Fang Xirou's eyes jumped sharply, as if she had the urge to turn her head and attack Murong Yan.

"Don't move!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Xiahou Chun glanced at her lightly, and the indifference and alienation in his eyes were self-evident.

Fang Xirou stared at him deadly, but her body didn't dare to move the slightest.

But Xiahou Chun didn't pay attention to him, just raised his eyes to look at the real person.

He poured out a breath of turbidity and said slowly: "Elder Xuanzong stopped in the world, isn't he afraid of getting dirty with mud and dirt? ”

The real person's eyes flashed, and after squinting his eyes, he chuckled and said, "Daoist friends are not afraid, so why are poor Daoists afraid?" ”

Xiahou Chun was stunned in his heart, and muttered, could it be that this old man misunderstood?

He pretended to be unfathomable, waved his sleeves lightly, put his hands behind him, and said freely: "I have heard that there are ancient immortals who use heaven and earth as a chessboard, regard the common people as children, and move idle people, they can disturb the luck of heaven and earth, and play with the general trend of the heavens in the palm of their hands. ”

His tone was stunned, and there seemed to be a look of the world and the world between his eyebrows.

I heard his tone be flat, and said lightly: "Now, I also have this intention!" ”

When these words fell, the man was on guard as if he were facing a great enemy.

Tianxin's eyelids were jumping, and his heart was pounding.

Could it be that the old immortal really pressed the right treasure, and the origin of this prince was so hard?

Fang Xirou's eyes flickered sharply, and the light of the Nine Autumn Moon in his hand was dim and uncertain, as if there was a hidden murderous intention.

And after Xiahou Chun's voice fell, his breath suddenly dispersed.

A mighty, powerful, invincible ....... The breath of the Qing Dan Realm is rolling away.

The corners of Fang Xirou's mouth twitched, and Tianxin's apricot eyes widened.

The real person raised his eyebrows slightly, bitter meat? Or is it a sign of weakness?

He squinted slightly, hesitating in his heart, and now that the real person in charge of the sect is about to ascend, the two realms of Xuan Ling are really not suitable to fight.

If this person is really the reincarnation of an elder of the Demon Gate, then if he is not completely killed today, there will be endless troubles.

But if you don't kill it, it's tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, and it's also a problem to raise a tiger.

Why don't you test it?

His eyes flashed, and he smiled deeply, "Daoist friends want to gallop to Jiuzhou, but it also depends on whether my Xuanzong agrees!" ”

His robe flicked, and the whistling sound rolled in.

Xiahou Chun's pupils shrank, and he scolded secretly, you mother, you actually played with the master.

Anyway, the young master won't keep his hands.

He snapped his fingers, and a figure suddenly appeared behind the real person.

His appearance was around forty, holding a halberd, and he suddenly stabbed at Song Wei.

It was Shen Guangyin.

Poof.

Song Wei was directly stabbed apart.

But Xiahou Chun suddenly shot back and retreated.

Fang Xirou and Tianxin changed color at the same time, and they shot together.

They actually went towards Xiahou Chun.

'Xiahou Chun' was directly slashed by Jiu Qiuyue's sharp sword light.

The 'Tianxin Order' in Tianxin's hand flashed, and the plain fingers like white onions were lightly hooked.

A chilling sword aura burst out, intending to strangle 'Xiahou Chun'.

And when the sword qi fell, 'Xiahou Chun' smiled.

The blurred figure was condensed and formed, and it became that Song Wei.

And behind Song Wei, Shen Guangyin's palm followed him like a shadow.

On the other hand, Song Wei laughed loudly:

"No matter how many people there are, under my Xuanzong Fa, they are just local chickens and dogs!"

He tried to come out, and Xiahou Chun was a straw bale.

The reincarnation of bullshit was almost blinded by him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently stretched out a finger.

His face was solemn, and he shouted in his mouth:

"The Imperial Decree of the Taishang, the Descending Talisman, and the Demon Suppression!!"

Suddenly.

A bright talisman descended from the sky.

The great power of heaven roared.

Tianxin was robbed first, and the blood was in the air, and it fell in despair.

Shen Guangyin's breath stagnated, and he turned sharply.

Fang Xirou's face was even pale, and her magic skills were disordered.

A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, the Xuanzong Fu faction was as powerful as it used to be.

She retreated in panic, intending to take Xiahou Chun away.

Song Wei chuckled, stepped forward in the air, and said in a rambling voice: "You and other mortals, since they have offended Tianwei, how can they leave?" ”

He reached out again and pointed lightly at Xiahou Chun.

The heavens are coming.

But at that moment, there was a click.

It is as if the freeze was lifted.

It's more like the coercion being shattered.

Everyone's hearts fluttered, and they all looked at Xiahou Chun.

I saw him standing in the air and slowly raising his head.

The double pupils are deep and the breath is subtle.

At this moment, he is holding the 'Demon Source' in his right hand and the sword in his left.

The eyes are like torches, as if there is a god.

When he looked over, Song Wei's pupils shrank, and his heart exploded.

Like a thunderbolt, thunder rolls in.

There is terror between life and death.

After 20 years, he once again encountered a life-and-death crisis.