On the seventh day of the ninth month, the sky was clear.

It is advisable to get married, move in, and break ground.

Taboo, opening, bed, consecration.

The warm sunlight shuttles through the breath of the slight gaps, and the long, red sandalwood fragrance permeates the late autumn, filling everything in the sky and earth with emptiness.

On Wangjing Mountain, a hideous black Jiao is hovering in the forest.

An Jing gently stroked the scales of the black jiao, and could feel the cold light from it.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think of the past when he and Heijiao and Lou Xiangzhen roamed the rivers and lakes together.

Time flies, and almost two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Qingmei walked over with a sword box on her back and two jars of wine, she looked at An Jing calmly and did not speak.

The masters of the Demon Sect had already gone to Bashan, and at this moment they were either on the way, or they had already arrived in advance and were ready to be around.

"Give!"

Zhao Qingmei handed the wine jar in her hand to An Jing.

An Jing took the wine jar, then glanced at the sword box behind Zhao Qingmei, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing, "What are you laughing at?" ”

An Jing reached out and pinched Zhao Qingmei's tender cheeks, "I just think it's cute." ”

"Humph!"

Zhao Qingmei snorted lightly, "Can you change the word, I'm tired of hearing it." ”

An Jing picked up the wine jar and took a big sip, "Then I won't say it." ”

"You dare!"

Zhao Qingmei picked up the wine jar for a moment, and then looked at An Jing, "I'm tired of hearing it, you have to say it too." ”

"Tired of listening?"

"Even if you're tired of listening."

"Then I'll change the word."

"What word?"

"I think it's funny."

"Let's say it's cute."

"Hahahaha!"

When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Qingmei hammered An Jing with her left hand, "What are you laughing at?" ”

An Jing smiled: "I laugh, why is my wife so cute." ”

"Hmph."

Zhao Qingmei turned her head to look to the side, but the corners of her mouth raised a slight smile.

An Jing raised the wine jar and said, "Madam, come and drink." ”

Zhao Qingmei looked at the wine jar close at hand and said, "What are you doing?" ”

An Jing said: "Clink glasses, so that there is a sense of ceremony, why don't you want to clink glasses with me?" ”

"Bump!"

Zhao Qingmei lifted the wine jar and hit it gently.

Both of them took a big sip of wine, Zhao Qingmei is a child of the rivers and lakes, and this spicy wine is completely no problem for her.

"When you're done drinking, throw the jar out like this."

After Zhao Qingmei finished drinking, she threw the wine jar directly into the gravel in the distance, only to hear a snap, making a crisp sound, and the wine jar was also torn apart and turned into pieces.

An Jing was puzzled: "Why? ”

"Idiot, this means that the years are safe."

Zhao Qingmei's big eyes blinked, and urged: ", Fall quickly." ”

"Okay."

An Jing also threw the gravel in the distance, and the wine jar shattered in response.

Zhao Qingmei nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

At this moment, a huge bird fell in the sky, and the fallen leaves in the mountain forest spun rapidly.

Zhao Qingmei's body was vertical and fell on Honghu's back.

An Jing also sat on Hei Jiao's back and said with a smile: "Madam, let's see which of us is faster." ”

"Childish."

Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing, and then her true qi flowed in Honghu's acupoint, only to see Honghu turn into a red light and fly towards the north.

"It's a trick!"

Seeing this, An Jing hurriedly urged Hei Jiao, who sat down, and said, "Hurry, let's go." ”

Heijiao yawned lazily, and then rose up unhurriedly.

Above the sky, the two of them were one in front of the other.

Under the warm sunlight, there is the once unfathomable lonely and ethereal shadow.

Imperial City, Back Garden.

Although it is autumn, there are still many evergreen trees in the back garden.

The Yongan Emperor lay lazily on the beauty couch, looking at the fat carp in the pool in the distance.

She was dressed in a white gauze robe, giving people a clear and transparent feeling, with a light purple gauze belt on her shoulders, a gust of wind blew, revealing her white and smooth long legs, and the gauze ribbon was close to her body, and her delicate and delicate figure was vividly reflected.

After a while, the white-eyed eunuch slowly walked over, "Your Majesty, the ghost swordsman has set off." ”

"I see."

Yong'an Renhuang said lightly: "Now that the ghost swordsman has left, and the hip-hop Buddha has also left, I can't say that there will be a small party to enter the lock dragon well, you have to pay more attention to the situation of the lock dragon well." ”

Although Buddhism Fawu and Tianyi Bodhisattva both guarded the lock dragon well, especially Fawu absorbed all the relics of Buddhism before and became the Five Qi Grandmaster, and Tianyi Bodhisattva is the long-famous Four Qi Grandmaster of Buddhism, plus many masters such as the royal family, but it is still necessary to guard against it.

Although Fa Wu reached the Five Qi Grandmaster, he completely relied on the relics to ascend, and he should be the weakest among the Five Qi Grandmasters, and he should be almost the same as Su Tianze beside Zhao Chongyin, and even a few points weaker, after all, Su Tianze has been reaching the Five Qi Grandmaster for a long time, and Fa Wu does not seem to have arrived for long.

"The old slave knows."

The white-eyed eunuch nodded, and then stood aside, his eyes slightly closed.

Emperor Yongan waved his hand and said, "Duke Ming, go back and rest." ”

The white-eyed eunuch in front of him is also older than Jun Qinglin, and he has served three emperors since he became a eunuch, and he can be regarded as an extremely long-lived person.

The white-eyed eunuch opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "The old slave is out of the way. ”

The Yong'an Emperor said lightly: "I now order you to go back and rest." ”

When the white-eyed eunuch heard this, his heart warmed, and he said, "The old slave obeys the order." ”

As he spoke, the white-eyed eunuch's body bent slightly, and slowly retreated towards the rear.

His movements are still so meticulous, very rigorous and serious.

Emperor Yong'an saw the white-eyed eunuch leaving, so she turned her head to look at the distant sky, looking at the soft white clouds, as if they had all changed into the shape of the person she wanted in her heart, she couldn't help but lose her mind.

It seems that there is a kind of poison that you don't know when you get it, but as time changes, the poison will get deeper and deeper, and your heart will hurt more and more.

With the arrival of the ninth day of September, the situation in the whole world is changing, and countless masters are heading in the direction of Bashan, wanting to see the showdown between the top two masters today.

Since Hip Ha Buddha became a great master, he has disappeared from view, and his prestige naturally goes without saying, on the surface, he is the only great master in the world, and he is also the great master of Buddhism.

In addition to this divine dragon, the two hottest masters at the moment are none other than Zongzheng Huachun and the ghost swordsman.

Zongzheng Huachun, as the Houjin Holy Lord, was rumored to be the top five-qi master in the world, and the demon sect master Jun Qinglin died indirectly in his hands, and later he got a wisp of the leyline spirit in Yujing City, which made him gain great benefits, and since then he has been in a state of retreat, eager to break through the shackles with the help of the leyline spirit's idea.

And the ghost swordsman naturally doesn't need to say much, the invincible sword immortal in the world has not been defeated so far, defeated countless masters, and even killed several five qi masters, and in his hands there are the first and third ranked famous swords Dulu Sword and Evil Suppression Sword.

The duel between the two top masters is already very attractive, not to mention that the duel between the two is also related to the national fortunes of Dayan, Houjin, and the future direction of the world.

At this moment, on the distant peaks of Bashan, someone has already built a tea shed and built a good viewing platform.

Those who dare to build a tea shed here, and the nature of building the viewing platform is not ordinary people, and the terrifying force behind it is Wu Bai, the owner of Tianwai Island.

Last time, he got the invitation of Houjin and Zhao Guo, although he was very shocked in his heart, he still felt a little uneasy, so he just sent two masters to join the Jade Hunting Capital City.

And this time is different, this is a decisive battle related to the situation in the world, and Tianwai Island is naturally not immune.

Not only Tianwai Island, the masters of Yan Kingdom, but also Zhao Guo also came with many masters, including the masters of Bibo Island, Baiwumen, and the Seven Snakes Society.

It can be said that today's famous power masters have now appeared.

Not only that, but there are also some unfamiliar faces, and the aura of these people is also extraordinary, and there is no shortage of some grandmaster qi, all of whom are hidden in the pond and cultivating in the old Wang Ba.

Bashan is surrounded by a mixture of fish and dragons, and masters from all walks of life in the world gather together, which can be described as lively and discussing.

The owner of Bibo Island said: "It's really interesting, there are so many masters. ”

The master of the White Mist Gate said lightly: "After all, these two are the top masters in the world. ”

The owner of Bibo Island said faintly: "The name of this ghost swordsman has long been like thunder, but I have never seen its demeanor. ”

Bibo Island belongs to the top forces in the rivers and lakes in Zhao State, but he and the Black Ice Platform are very incompatible, and he is often suppressed and sanctioned by the Black Ice Platform, and there are also many hostile masters of the Black Ice Platform in Bibo Island.

Therefore, Bibo Island is very respectful of the ghost swordsman who kills Qi Shu.

The master of the White Mist Gate said: "Today must be a great battle. ”

The owner of Bibo Island also nodded, such a top master duel, the victory or defeat is a fraction of a second.

On the top of a mountain in the distance, two Taoists wearing Taoist robes appeared, it was Xiao Qianqiu and Luo Chongyang.

Luo Chongyang asked: "You have fought with him, and you know his strength, what do you think he has a chance of winning?" ”

Xiao Qianqiu thought for a moment and said, "The odds of winning are not clear to the master and nephew, but I think if he does it with all his might, no one in the Five Qi Sect Master should be his opponent." ”

A glimmer of light appeared in Luo Chongyang's eyes, and he said, "Then say that, unless Zongzheng Huachun arrives at the Great Grandmaster?" ”

Xiao Qianqiu's strength is very clear to him, since he said so, An Jing is an invincible existence under the same realm, unless Zongzheng Huachun reaches the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

However, it is rumored that Zongzheng Huachun has completely refined the spirit of the leyline, but he has not reached the realm of the great grandmaster, so it is said that An Jing's chances of victory today will be very high.

"The winner is not up to the master and nephew, nor is it up to the heavens."

Xiao Qianqiu looked at Bashan in the distance, "It's the two people who have the final say in the decisive battle." ”

Luo Chongyang bowed slightly, and then stopped talking.

At this time, in the mountains around Bashan, there were hidden masters from all over the world, and they were all quietly waiting for the arrival of Zongzheng Huachun and the ghost swordsman.

"Look!"

"Houjin's iron horse, that's Houjin's iron horse!"

"What a magnificent Luanyu!"

At this moment, there was a roaring thunder in the distance, and the earth trembled, and everyone hurriedly followed the sound to look over.

Rows of black iron horsemen attacked, each of them was wearing black armor, reflecting the cold light in the sun, wearing a special long knife made of Houjin at his waist, and a grassland crab bow on his back, without the slightest expression on their faces, people couldn't help but look at it.

These are the elite of the elite of the Houjin, and many masters of the rivers and lakes can't help but feel a chill in their hearts when they see this iron horse full of murderous atmosphere.

Even if he is a top master of the rivers and lakes, if he is surrounded by such a fierce army, he will not have the slightest way to survive.

The black-pressed iron horseman rushed from a distance, and in the wolf smoke you could clearly see a luanyu, which was pulled by eight white horses, each of which was very strong and strong.

The horseman who pulled the horse in front of Luan Yu was the master of the realm of the two grandmasters, both of whom were the Dharma kings of the Great Snow Mountain.

Seeing this scene, many masters of the rivers and lakes retreated into the distance.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers arch supreme, and the feather forest iron rides like Yuntun.

can let the elite iron horse of Houjin open the way, and the Dharma King of Daxue Mountain drives, and the identity of the person in this Luan Yu is about to come out.

Everyone looked at Na Luanyu.

One of the Dharma Kings said respectfully behind the curtain, "Holy Lord, it's here." ”

"I see."

A majestic voice came from behind the curtain.

I saw the curtain open, and Zong Zhenghua Chun walked out slowly, his expression indifferent and calm, like a bottomless cold pool.

Xiao Qianqiu looked at the Holy Lord and said, "Unfathomable. ”

Luo Chongyang's face changed slightly, his brows tightened, the deeper the perception of the celestial and human senses, the deeper the perception of the crisis, from the body of this Houjin Holy Lord, he felt an unprecedented crisis.

In the distance, the Lord of the Southern Barbarians looked at the Zongzheng Huachun who came out and said, "Is this the power of the spirit of the leyline?" ”

is also a five-qi grandmaster, but he feels that there is a world of difference between him and Zongzheng Huachun.

The ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes present were all amazed by the majesty of Zongzheng Huachun's appearance, but the top masters saw the difference from it, and their faces became solemn.

They knew better than anyone how terrifying the aura emanating from Zongzheng Huachun was.

Zong Zhenghuachun's body was vertical, and he fell directly on the top of Bashan, with his palms behind his back, and his yellow dragon robe hunted with the wind.

"When will the ghost swordsman arrive?"

"Nothing should happen, right?"

"How is that possible? Unless you don't dare to come. ”

"Will the ghost swordsman dare not come?"

Seeing the appearance of Zongzheng Huachun, the masters of the rivers and lakes present were all discussing, and their hearts became extremely hot, and they were even more looking forward to this epic battle.

"That's!?"

Suddenly, dust and smoke billowed in the distance, and then appeared in front of everyone was a banner waving in the wind, on which was written a huge 'Qiu' character.

Hundreds of thousands of cavalry rushed over, led by a pot-bellied general in black armor and a bucket-like figure.

This man is none other than Qiu Lun.

Since Pingyang Wei Qiu Heng was imprisoned in the dungeon in Yujing City, now Pingyang Wei is in charge of his son Qiu Lun, and the world knows that this person and the ghost swordsman have a good relationship, and after following the ghost swordsman into the North Plains, he has been guarding the North Plains and confronting the Houjin army.

Even when the ghost swordsman returned to Yujing City, the army of Pingyang Wei did not retreat in the slightest, and Bingfeng still pointed directly at the Houjin Royal Court.

It is no exaggeration to say that Pingyang Wei is an army of ghost swordsmen.