() Biluo Border Army enshrined Xu Buyi with the ghost army on his back and walked in the mountains and forests of Biluo Mausoleum. Book mí group 4∴8065

The ghost military master, who had a shriveled face and didn't even seem to have the strength to move a finger, spoke indifferently, "Even Nanshan Twilight knows that you are Zhou Shoufu's person... We didn't even know. ”

"There are too many powerful people in this world, and no matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to know everything. Xu Buyi, whose hair was scorched yellow and his face was full of wrinkles, sneered slightly: "Although Wenren Cangyue is the most powerful hero I have ever seen in my life, it is impossible to know everything that happens in this world... Even Dean Zhang can't do it. ”

"You're finally talking, and it looks like you've figured it out... Whether you want to or not, you've come to this point, so you can talk and make the journey less boring. After a slight pause, Xu Buyi's face sneered even more, "I've been here longer than Nanshan Twilight and Wenren Cangyue, but I don't know that you are actually from Xiyi." ”

"This is where we go to the west. The ghost military master was silent for a moment and spoke up.

It's not hard to see why. Xu Buyi nodded, his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, "An ambitious and powerful person like you, just for friendship, it is impossible to work for Wenren Cangyue." I must have heard that Cangyue gave you some promises... Or do you believe that Wenren Cangyue will help you Xiyi people return to Biluoling. In this way, this time he is not only loyal to his army, you Xiyi powerful people, I am afraid that they have to stand up with him. ”

The Ghost Military Master said slowly: "We can all survive in the desert, we can always live, and one day we will return to Biluoling." ”

Xu Buyi sneered, "This is a matter for the future, but this time I am afraid that you will be ridiculously wrong again." After all, you still underestimate Wenren Cangyue's ambition, Wenren Cangyue can provoke the saint, you can provoke the nine old men, but the fault is that you can't mess with Qingluan Academy. ”

"Returning to Biluoling is the only thing that you Xiyi people dream of, the only thing you crave, but for Wenren Cangyue, it is just a small water huā on his way to becoming the most powerful person in the world. You don't have to doubt what I'm saying. Xu Buyi turned his head sideways and glanced at the ghost military master, "If his ambition is only to cut Biluoling out of Yunqin and become the king here, then he will definitely not kill Gu Xinyin." ”

The ghost military division's body trembled inexplicably: "Gu Xinyin is back?"

Xu Buyi said sarcastically: "I chose to set off at this time, not only because the longer the time drags on, the easier it is for him to think that you are dead, or that you have been sent out, but also because I am waiting for him to leave for the Prajna Corridor... I know how much you have over Biluoling, but at least without him personally showing up to intercept me, my chances of success in taking you out of Biluoling will be much greater. ”

"No, you still don't know him well enough. The ghost military master was silent for a long time, but he was quiet again, "He is much more powerful and terrifying than you think, even I, when I come into contact with him, I will always generate or underestimate his thoughts, he will definitely not be a person who is completely carried away because of his fear of a certain person." If he decides to fight this battle, he has already thought of all possibilities, he will only win, not lose. He will use the means to pay a certain price, at least to complete the minimum plan he intended. ”

Xu Buyi also fell silent.

After a long time, Xu Buyi said indifferently, "Okay... Since this is the case, it only needs to be seen whether the people of the world will defeat him, or whether he can be strong enough to defeat the people of the world. ”

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A man dressed in an ordinary green cloth shirt rests in the yellow sand and sits on the yīn side of a sand dune.

On the back of this kind of sand dune, there are many highly poisonous sand scorpions, and ordinary cultivators dare not sit in such a place. The back of this sand dune is no exception, and almost every few moments a few sand scorpions come out of nowhere, but this man with a thick ink and a red brocade doesn't care in the slightest.

Because there is no sand scorpion in this world that can hurt a cultivator of the Holy Master rank.

And he is the invincible Wen Daren general in the Holy Master Rank.

All the sand scorpions that smelled the fresh ròu and crawled towards him were overwhelmed by the natural drumming breath on his body when they were a few feet away from him, and then, in half a breath, there was a slight sound, the shell shattered, and a puddle of yellow water burst out of it.

With his bravery, iron blood and ability to govern the army, he is in Yun Qin, and he doesn't know how many admirers and supporters of Wenren Cangyue is slowly breathing, adjusting every part of his body to the most powerful and peak state in this life.

Because of Emperor Fengxuan's arrangement, because there was a time difference, he didn't know about some of the things that had happened in Tang Zang, and he didn't know that the Tang Zang Emperor Uncle who had reached some jiāo Yi with him had turned into a puddle of shattered ròu foam under a flying sword that made the Holy Master terrified. He came here alone, still to kill that person.

Kill this person, and he will be a true invincible Yun Qin Saint Master in the future.

Of course he can be sure... Now he is invincible in the Yunqin Saint Master Rank, because even if Gu Xinyin has obtained some unique cultivation methods from the legendary Pranya Temple, even if the speed of soul power cultivation in the dark water prison for so many years is still above him, Gu Xinyin's body is definitely inferior to him.

He wanted to kill Gu Xinyin, just because if Gu Xinyin's body could fully recover after a few years, then his combat power might still overwhelm him.

He knew that the cultivation and combat power of Vice Dean Xia and some old people were still above him at this moment, but those people were already very old after all, and after ten or twenty years, those people might not be in this world, but Gu Xinyin, who was as young as him, was still there.

This is something he is afraid of.

However, he must kill Gu Xinyin in this situation where the world is the enemy, but it is not that this situation is too luàn and he is too jealous of Gu Xinyin and has lost his mind, although the great worship Xu Buyi has already admitted in his heart that Wenren Cangyue is a more powerful and terrifying existence than him, but he still underestimates him. In fact, Wenren Cangyue's vision of the world is completely different from what they think.

The situation in the west of Yun Qin was already extremely complicated, but in the eyes of this cold man with eyebrows like thick ink and chún like red brocade, it was extremely simple and direct.

The battles he commanded were victorious, and his true vision was obscured.

It's not that he can't be defeated, he can use temporary defeat to achieve his final goal, but because he's too strong, he hasn't even had a temporary defeat before.

He has only one goal, if the whole world is an extremely high mountain, his goal is to stand on the highest point of this mountain, overlooking everyone and all the wind and clouds below.

So all he had to do was pull out the flag, go around the mountain, pull out the flag that would be enough to hinder now or in the future, and he didn't really care if he wanted to fall down the valley first, or go around to the bottom of the mountain.

No matter how many things you have to give up, you only need to complete the goal of one stage.

Everyone has a lot of waiting in their lives, but his time is precious and he calculates it accurately, so he didn't have to wait long when a convoy appeared between the dunes in the distance.

A convoy of dusty convoys escorted by hundreds of gold-armored sergeants riding on tall white camels peculiar to Tang Tibet.

The water loaded on this convoy should have been almost consumed, and with Wen Ren's eyes, it could be seen from a distance that all these gold-armored sergeants' mouths were scorched and cracked, but these were not things that Wen Ren Cangyue needed to consider. As soon as the convoy came into view, he stood up and walked towards the procession.

His pace is very steady, and he steps dozens of steps beyond the distance of ordinary people, although it seems that the movement of each step is very slow, but because of the distance taken by each step, it gives people an extremely thrilling feeling.

The more he walked, the stronger his momentum became, the more cold he became, and the more he seemed to be like iron.

He was alone, but as he walked past the glittering procession, it was as if thousands of horses were following him.

The glittering Tang-Tibetan team had already discovered his presence almost as soon as he walked up the first sand dune, and after a moment of panic, the Tang-Tibetan team all stopped there.

Then, I don't know who gave the order, and all the golden-armored sergeants and the rest of the retinue began to retreat like water, leaving only a camel cart with a white canopy and heavy tasseled drapery at the front.

The scorching sun shone on the yellow sand, the heat rose like a flame, and the moon came from the sky like a demon god.

Because he didn't want to waste any time, when he was still three hundred steps away from the carriage, a red sword light had already flown out of his sleeve.

Generally, the flying sword of the Holy Master gives people an unusually fast and powerful feeling, like cold electricity cast from the sky, but his sword light is unparalleled, and when it descends on the white canopy, it has already turned into a red glow.

Like a nine-day sunset.

A red glow shrouded the white canopy and heavy tassel curtains.

The white canopy and the heavy tassel curtain instantly weathered to ash in the crimson glow, and the person sitting inside was revealed.

Inside was not Gu Xinyin, who was waiting for Cangyue, but a bald-headed monk in bronze sè Zen robes, holding a Zen staff with nine gold rings in his hand, and a string of golden sè Buddha beads hanging from his mouth, each of which was the size of a child's fist, which seemed excessively large.

His stature was not tall, but every muscle on his body was as high as a rock, and a layer of holy pale gold sè flowed from the surface.

With a muffled sound, the Zen staff in his hand struck the flying sword of Wenren Cangyue, and a golden and red light cluster was generated between his Zen staff and the flying sword, like a dream.

The yellow sand within a radius of several meters outside him was all shaken and flew upside down, like a rain of sand falling into the sky.

Wen Ren Cangyue's dark brows frowned slightly, this was already completely out of his planning and calculation, but he did not have any disappointed and shocked expressions on his face, but said lightly: "The cultivator of the Prajna Temple... Interesting. ”

Today I want to go out to Nanjing to talk about something, and I can come back tomorrow, because I don't want to be too tired, so I will temporarily put this one on today, and the update that I owe will be made up for a day or two to ensure that there are three outbreaks this month as long as everyone squeaks a lot