The explosion on the snow flat was endless, the fists and palms were flying chaotically, and the big gang of Guniu was a mess.

Previously, not only did someone forcibly break into the big snow flat where Xuanyuan's big plate was located, and killed dozens of Qingke in a row, but at this time, a group of subordinates and doormen were shocked to hear that the weak and powerless scholar of the big house, and they didn't know what means to use to kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was the most promising to become the head of the family.

How dare a scholar who is afraid of killing chickens dare to kill!

It wasn't until the steward of the big house carried out Xuanyuan Jingxuan's body that everyone realized that this Huishan was about to change the sky.

The third room is dead, and the big room has killed his brother, after today, the position of the head of the family will inevitably fall on the second room Xuanyuan Jing.

I thought that the overall situation had been decided, and before the Xuanyuan family had time to take refuge in the second room, they saw that the scholar who even looked down on the maid in the past came out of the courtyard of the second room alone. Behind the scholar lay a bloody corpse, who is it if it is not Xuanyuan Respect?

The audience was in an uproar!

Who is not a human spirit in this big family?

The waste scholar of this big house has endured for 20 years, just for this dynasty?

Internal and external troubles, this Xuanyuan family is going to change the sky?

"It's time to clear up and down this Hui Mountain." Xuanyuan Jingcheng glanced in the direction of Daxueping, turned around and went to the Wending Pavilion again.

At this time, there are more mountain ghost boys, and he no longer needs to forcibly improve the realm and work hard with Xuanyuan Dapan.

It's just that this Xuanyuan family has long been rotten to the bones, and if you want to set things right, you can only remove the bones and heal the wounds.

The black clouds hung low on the snowy lawn, and lightning flashed and thundered.

The sound of rolling explosions is like the galloping of thousands of horses.

Longhu Mountain is adjacent to Huishan, and such a vision naturally can't be hidden from the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Hundreds of yellow-robed Taoist priests woke up from their meditation and went out to look, shocked and unusual.

Several pillar-thick thunderbolts hung down, and the net-like flames seemed to dye the bull outline blue-purple.

The sky is magnificent.

There is such a power on the snowy lawn!

Could it be that the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family is fighting with people?

In front of the Jade Emperor Palace, the main hall of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, there are two old roads.

One is wearing a yellow robe and a purple coat, which is extremely noble, and it is Zhao Danxia, the head of the contemporary Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion.

Another old Taoist beard is like snow, and his breath is wafting out of the dust, and there is a vague bit of the longevity of the Great Dao, which is the old heavenly master Zhao Xiyi of the previous generation.

Zhao Xiyi, who was awakened by the rolling thunder sound from Qing Xiu, put his hands in his sleeves and said with emotion: "Since Xuanyuan Dapan lost to Qi Xuanzhen in the Demon Slaying Table, his cultivation over the years has not regressed, but has become more and more sophisticated. ”

"Look at this momentum, Xuanyuan Dapan has stepped into the Heavenly Phenomena Realm for some years, although he can't lead the purple thunder like Qi Xuanzhen, but he can also stir up the wind and clouds, and borrow the power of heaven and earth."

While the white-haired old man was talking, several more heavenly thunderbolts rolled and formed, and they crashed down, and in an instant, there were a few loud noises, and the earth shook the mountains.

Zhao Danxia nodded, looked at the big snow flat with black clouds on the top, and said: "It's just that double cultivation is the left road of the side door after all, although it seems that it can reach the immortal gate, but it is not a great road after all." The rolling thunder is just terrifying. After this battle, Huishan is afraid that the number of qi will be damaged. ”

Zhao Xiyi stroked his beard and smiled: "But it's not the case, I heard Danping say that the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family often borrowed books from him, and he was proficient in the three doctrines, and he was not a mediocre person." It is difficult to say whether the number of Huishan gas is lost or rising. ”

The two Taoist priests in front of the Jade Emperor Hall looked at it comfortably, and commented on it from time to time, while in the leisurely view at the foot of Longhu Mountain, the sloppy old man in a stained green cloth robe had a sad face and scratched his ears and cheeks.

Although the name of Xiaoyaoguan sounds good, at first glance I thought it was the Immortal Cave House, but in fact it was broken, small and old.

The unkempt old Taoist priest was carefree by nature, and he couldn't stand the intrigues and rules in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, so he simply went down to the high immortal courtyard and took over this small Taoist temple.

Originally, it wasn't much, at least when he took over, he could still live, although the old one was a little old, but it could also shelter from the wind and rain.

Later, he abolished the power of nine cows and two tigers and accepted an apprentice who was born in the Vajra Realm, and this small Taoist temple suffered.

This apprentice has a thousand strengths, move an arm and a leg, this small Taoist temple has to break the pillar and fall on the wall, in just a few months, the roof tiles on it have been changed no less than three times.

This little apprentice is not just demolishing the house!

This already shaky view of leisure, after the mighty pull of the big snow lawn, the roof that had just been covered with tiles for a few days, suddenly there were two more big holes.

Master Zu, what kind of sin did he Zhao Xiyan create!

This celestial phenomenon is a celestial phenomenon, and a Jiazi may not be able to touch the same thing, so why should he be asked to touch it?

Knowing that the little bastard was going to Longhu Mountain to find trouble with the old bastard Xuanyuan Dapan, he said that he would not lend out the bamboo raft he had woven by himself, unless he added two more money.

Is it possible to listen to the words of the unscrupulous son, change into a yellow robe, wear a fairy crown, and then go to his nephew Zhao Danxia to borrow the handle to look at the extraordinary peachwood sword, and go to the mountain to tell fortunes and make money, so as to repair the Taoist temple?

The old Taoist priest, who has always been carefree and regards gold and silver as dung, is holding on to half of the wall to fight between heaven and man, and a voice comes from his ears: "Old Heavenly Master, I don't know ...... on this big snow flat."

The old Taoist priest who was the most unlike the Heavenly Master returned to his senses, looked at the face of the city and the country, silently recited the "Three Five Gong Gong" to atone, and muttered in his heart: "Master Zu, this good man has a face that is more daughter-like than his daughter, there is no heavenly reason!" ”

"Heavenly Master, what's going on on the big snow flat?" Emperor Murong Tong asked again.

Zhao Xi sighed "ah", no longer looked at this face that can only be seen in the "Su Nu Sutra", twisted his head in the direction of Daxueping, and muttered: "It's hard to say, look at this momentum, about the two of them have used their real skills, and they have the style of celestial phenomena." ”

"The young old man can't understand it, he can only say that he is like Li Chungang back then, this old man, the old man knows a little. That old bastard has no taboos in life, and his face is thick, so it's really hard to say when he moves. In addition to the two ancestors on the mountain, who on Longhu Mountain can stabilize the Xuanyuan market? ”

"Hehe, but in another ten years, my baby apprentice may be able to overpower Xuanyuan's big plate."

Big Snow Flat

There were cracks everywhere, and the deep pits were one after another.

Shocking.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood far away, his face pale, and his body was shaky, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.

Her martial arts cultivation is normal for Sheila, and at this time, the wind and thunder are raging on the big snow flat, and the invisible air flow is constantly flying with sand and gravel, even if she retreats again and again, and retreats hundreds of steps one after another, it is still difficult to resist the aftermath of the fight between the two in front of her.

The land rolled, and the endless sand and gravel gathered into piles, like giant pythons, and in an instant, there were dozens of zhang high, supporting this Xuanyuan plate straight up to the sky.

Xuanyuan's large plate is scattered, his feet are on the earth python, and he holds the thunder in his hands, like a god and a demon.

The crowd of visitors on the Guniu Gang, who originally planned to scatter, dispelled the idea of leaving.

Everyone is used to seeing big scenes, and their hearts are swaying at this time.

They all think that the legendary land gods are nothing more than that!

It is no wonder that in the immortal mansion where the ox descended, there was a saying that the land would be blessed exclusively.

"There are only a handful of people who can fight in my Xuanyuan market today, and you hairy boy is not worthy." Xuanyuan laughed fiercely, in the whistling mountain wind, it was particularly harsh.

Jing Zhou sneered: "Xuanyuan Dapan, why bother to use words to give yourself courage." The earth python under your feet, how much courage can it increase you? Have the guts of a pot of wine? Li Chungang has two sleeves of green snakes, are you not convinced, so you want to get a two-legged python? ”

"You Lei Fa is so-so, and you just look bluffing, it is thousands of miles worse than Qi Xuanzhen's purple thunder, the shape is not similar, and the god is even less similar. If there are really demons in this world, I see that your thunder will not die. ”

"I don't think you should call Xuanyuan invincible, change it to Xuanyuan Si."

The two fought more than 100 moves, and Jing Zhou was dazzled by this old guy's various methods.

The exercises of the three schools of Buddhism, Buddhism, and Taoism, fists, feet, swords, guns, and sticks, there is nothing that this old guy doesn't understand, even if he doesn't talk about martial arts, he is also handy with this guy.

Although he is a martial artist, he can also learn the words of a Taoist priest.

What a "Bo" word!

If it weren't for Xuanyuan Jingcheng's desperate struggle, even if he entered the realm of Confucianism, it would be difficult to send Xuanyuan to the west.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, whose heart had sunk to the bottom, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought it was funny, but she couldn't laugh again, the giant python dozens of zhang long at the foot of Xuanyuan Dapan, if it crashed into Huishan, it was enough to break the peak of Huishan.

With a chill on his cheeks, Xuanyuan Qingfeng touched it, looked up at the sky, and raindrops the size of beans fell from the dark clouds.

One drop, two drops.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and it seemed that above the black clouds, there was a rushing river.

She looked ahead again, and when the heavy rain reached the heavy snow flat, it was evaporated by the aura emanating from Jingzhou and Xuanyuan Dapan.

"Okay, good Ancestor, let's see if your kid's mouth has been so hard!" Xuanyuan Dapan laughed angrily, and the thunder and lightning in his hand and the giant python under his feet surged forward together, with great momentum.

Jing Zhou grabbed it with both hands, and the raindrops in the air, together with the rain accumulated on the edge of the big snow flat, turned into two green dragons surging forward, mighty, across the sky, and hit the giant python and the sky thunder one after the other.

With two muffled sounds in succession, the bull descended to the immortal mansion, and in an instant, it fell apart, with the two people fighting as the center, and flew in all directions.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's hands and feet were weak, and she was about to fall to the ground when she stumbled, but a hand quietly appeared behind her and supported her.

"Qingfeng, I'm afraid that there will be no place for this entire Daxueping for a while, we might as well go down first." Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled softly.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng shook his head, looked forward again, Xuanyuan Dapan's eyes were red, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, the laughter became more and more wanton and rampant, and the voice could be heard for miles: "Wither insect skills, but so, what about your water dragon that gathers by taking advantage of the time and place?" No, you still can't hurt the ancestor? ”

"The water dragon can drown the Yellow Dragon, maybe it can drown the ancestor?"

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

Jing Zhou chuckled, stopped speaking, took advantage of Xuanyuan's big plate, his body rose into the air, and grabbed the six stacks of waterfalls under the big snow flat, and the waterfalls turned sharply, forming a huge whirlpool.

The blue-purple light surged in the vortex, and a terrifying force overflowed, and then a dragon roar exploded, and the vortex burst open, and a giant dragon rose from the waterfall.

The dragon is majestic, a pair of dragon eyes comparable to the size of a lantern have electric rays running, pieces of dragon scales are lifelike, and the dragon body exudes a simple and vast atmosphere.

In the Hui Mountain, the beasts shook.

Above the sky, the black clouds became thicker and thicker, and the wind and rain were shaky, like a catastrophe.

Everyone on the Guniu Dagang was shocked, dumbfounded, and speechless.

The old Taoist priest who had originally explained to Xu Xianglong, Blue Bird, and Murong his sister and brother what celestial phenomena were, trembled in his heart, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

Master Zu, could it be that the dragon on the big snow flat flew out from behind the gate of heaven?

Looking at this majesty, this is going to be a catastrophe!

Xuanyuan Dapan's old immortal, this time he is about to kick his legs.

Riding the dragon to the western sky, even if he can't be an immortal or a bodhisattva, this old guy can be regarded as a dead scenery.

Xuanyuan's laughter stopped abruptly, and he was no longer as calm as before.

This kind of dragon power is no less than that of a true dragon.

Even if the celestial realm can be sensed by heaven and man, it can borrow the power of heaven and earth, but it is not an immortal after all.

Taking water from Liudi Waterfall to create such a big momentum, this son is not afraid of the exhaustion of the sea of qi and the collapse of the realm?

Crazy, this kid is a complete madman!

What is the difference between this and killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred on oneself?

"Since the water dragon can drown the Yellow Dragon, it can naturally drown your Xuanyuan plate!" Jing Zhou made a little hand, and the giant dragon roared to the sky, wrapped in boundless dragon power, and went straight to Xuanyuan's plate.

Seeing that he didn't have time to hide, Xuanyuan gritted his teeth, and the hundred-year-old true qi in the sea of qi was pushed to the extreme, and the fist at the mouth of the bowl smashed into the dragon's head.

Rumble!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The whole snow flat mud surged.

The sword-like aura raged in all directions.

Suddenly the ground seemed to be plowed.

Hundreds of yellow-robed Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain only felt a boom in their ears, and they couldn't hide the horror in their eyes.

This kind of scene is no worse than the heavenly tribulation when Qi Xuanzhen ascended back then.

After today, will Daxueping be three feet shorter?

For a long time, the world was clear.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and it was as if the whole snow flat was quiet.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't wait to look forward and take a deep breath, Xuanyuan Dapan is not dead?

Although the sleeves of the man in the field were torn, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and even the hair that turned from white to blue was all broken, but his chest was obviously undulating.

Half of Xuanyuan's legs sank into the dirt, making a hundred-step-long groove on the ground.

Taking a breath, Xuanyuan Dapan only felt that his chest and abdomen were burning like a fire, and his meridians seemed to be pierced by sharp needles.

Pain!

Piercing pain!

How many years had he not encountered this level of injury?

The last time was to compete with Qi Xuanzhen on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Demon Slaying Platform.

As for losing to Wang Xiu, Gu Jiantang and the like, it was just a loss of one and a half moves, how could it hurt at all?

"If you can block the next one, see if you can block the second one!" Jing Zhou clasped his hands, and there was another explosion, and the six stacks of waterfalls tumbled and surged, and the momentum was even worse.

"You, how can you still use such a move!" Xuanyuan's liver and gallbladder were split, and his breath stagnated after only one hard connection, and his internal organs were like displacement, where did he dare to take a second hit.

He hasn't been able to become a land immortal, how can he die!

The dragon chant just exploded, and Xuanyuan didn't care about the demeanor of the superior, his body swept straight away, and fled in embarrassment outside the big snow flat.

How much is this face worth?

How is it more important than life?

When he cultivates into a land immortal, today's shame will be doubled back!