Different from others jumping up, Chu Shi Shanhe grinds his temperament and walks the steps honestly, the sacrificial platform of Tai'an Mountain is circular and divided into three steps, the three steps are nine steps, the three steps are a little special, because you have to take another step to reach the sacrificial rooftop, compared to other tribes that are hundreds of steps at every turn, there is a lot less to see, those old people are still very worried, you want to climb the steps, Tai'an Mountain, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, tens of thousands of steps, it's okay, you climb slowly, it's okay to climb here.

Mu Ying held the light spirit in one hand and the broken bone in the other, and opened her legs with two fists and crutches in the middle, Mu Ying envied Chu Shishanhe to a large extent because of Chu Shishanhe's cheekiness and carelessness, and he was heavily shackled from the moment he was born in the vermilion mansion that was admired by all the people.

It seems that the words and deeds that are in line with his own heart are only when he frolicked with his peers on the street before the age of three, and then Mu Ying worshiped King Nan as his father-in-law, and when he saw the royal family, no matter how big or small, he had to salute respectfully, and when he followed his father to read the army, he also had to straighten his waist and not show a tired look and his words, because Mu Ying knew that there were countless eyes staring at him all the time.

Only when Mu Ying returns to the house at night can she take a breather, and when she comes back, Mu Ying will be too lazy to go out without going out, even if she goes out to do something important, Mu Ying will secretly find a cat, fortunately, her father seems to know her intentions, as long as Mu Ying's martial arts cultivation is steadily improved, her father will go by Mu Ying, but despite this, Mu Ying still feels very tired, on the other hand, Chu Shi Shanhe lives very casually and easily, at least on the surface.

The sacrificial platform of Tai'an Mountain is divided into three, nine, one, Taoism has a life of two, two and three, three and all things one say, nine is symbolized by the pole and the infinity of poverty, placed between the three and one represents all things, one and three inverted represents the heaven of all things to one, and the total number of steps is the number of twenty-eight stars, which can be said to be a great meaning. The construction of this sacrificial roof is still the intention of the second gentleman, and it is surprising that the rest of the gentlemen did not make a fuss.

After stepping on twenty-eight steps, Chu Shi Shanhe climbed the altar of the sacrifice, it is far from enough for Chu Shi Shanhe now, if you go back now, most of them can enter is able to enter, but the gate of Chu Shi's Mansion Chu Shi Shanhe still can't go in, Chu Shi Shanhe let go of his right hand and let the black straight knife that has been in his hand fall to the ground, and then when Zhu He is about to fall, his right hand holds down Zhu He, Chu Shi Shanhe, Long Reverse and Ni Qianluo are each holding one side.

Yu Zhen was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth when he was in the shade of the floating platform, and the little Taoist priest commonly known as Xiangzi Dao Xiuxian secretly touched Yu Zhen, and he actually joked for the first time: "What's wrong, the great king of the Three Realms." ”

Yu Zhen turned his head to look at Xiang Ziqi, whose face was full of the words "under-beaten", and then pointed to the incoherent words of the place where Chu Shishanhe had done just now: "This is the devil?" ”

Xiang Ziqi nodded, isn't it obvious on the stage, the third prince of the True Dragon Clan, the Holy Maiden of the True Phoenix Clan, and the last one is the big devil who has been hit by a thousand knives.

"You already knew?"

Xiang Ziqi nodded.

"How do you know?"

"Didn't everyone tell you, Chu Shi Shanhe, the entire Daozhou is surnamed Chu Shi of the Wing Demon Clan." explained to the sub-period.

"How do you know?"

"My uncle told me before."

Yu Zhen then remembered the eccentric Taoist priest who was second only to the second uncle Yin Xutian on Tai'an Mountain, and only occasionally returned to Tai'an Mountain once in a day to play in the mountains and rivers, and every time he came back, he also liked to move a chair and run under the red wood tree to say some strange things, some were hearsay, some were seen with his own eyes, and some were experienced by him. Uncle Xiang Zi had to talk about it for several days every time, and when he had no stories to tell, he would go back to sleep and then go down the mountain to continue collecting stories, and he would come back when he was almost done.

Xiang Ziqi revered his uncle very much, and Yu Zhen was afraid that this only guy who could keep up with his train of thought would also embark on this road of no return. At that time, although Yuzhen will be envious, she will be more sad.

For this 'dragging' young devil, Long Cheng and Ni Qianluo were not impatient at all, and the two of them did not make any moves, just quietly waiting for Chu Shi Shanhe to slowly take the stage.

Finally stepped over the last step, Chu Shi Shanhe felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief when he stood on the stage, but for some reason Chu Shi Shanhe was inexplicably solemn, Chu Shi Shanhe wanted to borrow a breath from his peers in the world still borrowed, the last battle is actually not so important to Chu Shi Shanhe, if there are a little more decent people to do something in this last game, let him, the devil who should have died in Shifang Pavilion, completely die, I am afraid that there will be no place to bury the bones at that time.

Chu Shi Shanhe laughed at himself, his life seems to be really not very valuable, if he dies here, Mu Ying should help him collect the bones, and the little brother Xutian, and the little girl who doesn't know why she is relying on herself, the corpse collector has been found, but Chu Shi Shanhe looked around, and there was no place to bury his eyes.

It's not that Chu Shi looks down on Long Rebellion and Ni Qianluo, it's just that the tens of thousands of old people in the seat really can't make people feel at ease, isn't the sword of Long Rebellion terrifying? But if you are fighting with a master of the Half-King Realm who is good at physical combat, you will not know that Long Zhi himself will die like this.

It is no wonder that the emperor once said that the skills of young people are the most bluffing, the skills of middle-aged people are convergent, and the skills of the elderly are mediocre.

The second gentleman was able to crush the golden pill of the old man Qing with one hand, and he may not be without the victory of the mountains and seas and the luck of many immortal masters.

Chu Shishanhe smiled calmly, thinking about what he was doing so much, could he still turn back. Today, Chu Shi Shanhe only cares about the victory or defeat on the field.

Chu Shi Shanhe's right hand suddenly pressed down, the scabbard of the withered old jujube tree produced in Daming City Grass Horse Farm cracked silently, the dark red sawdust collapsed to the surroundings, and the tip of the knife hung off the ground without the protection of the scabbard.

"Most of the people of the demon clan, Chu Shi Shanhe."

Long Reverse hugged his fist and arched his hand before: "The true dragon royal family of the True Dragon Realm, Long Rebellion." ”

Ni Qianluo folded her hands and put them on her chest: "The Holy Maiden of the Phoenix Clan in the Phoenix One Realm, Ni Qianluo." ”

The three people on the stage are all slightly bent in their jaws, and there are tens of thousands of people on the eight floating platforms, and the two kings of the three or nine realms have seen this storm rise with their own eyes, and the world has changed dramatically in 120,000 years.

The three of them gave up as soon as they saluted, and they all held their breath and condensed, not daring to move.

On the floating lotus platform, Yin Xutian didn't know where to take out a copper coin, his right hand clenched his fist upward, and the copper coin was placed on the spring, Yin Xutian bounced it up with his thumb, and the copper coin made of brass was swirling in the sky, and then fell back to Yin Xutian Fist, so that after seven or eight times, Yin Xutian did not catch the copper coin.

The copper coin rebounded in Yin Xutian's hand and then fell off the lotus platform, the copper coin fell from a high place extremely fast, almost just a moment to open the eyes of the kung fu has already touched the ground, a crisp, at this moment the top of Tai'an Mountain is extremely clear. The three of them still didn't make a move.

In the distance, a young Taoist priest full of tiredness and yawning came slowly, although the young Taoist priest was full of tiredness, but the washed white green shirt on his body was extremely neat, the old-fashioned Taoist priest who was responsible for guarding the road saw from a distance that this young Taoist priest first showed a kind of hatred for iron and steel, but he could see this Taoist priest smirking at himself, the old-fashioned Taoist priest who guarded the road was more helpless, this guy named Shantao should have been the existence of the third generation of disciples of the Daomen Immortal Family. As a result, when he came back from a trip down the mountain, he actually lifted a bench and told a story under the red wood tree, and after that, it was unlikely that he would be seen on the mountain.

Shan Tao walked to the old-fashioned Taoist priest who guarded the road and scratched his head and waist, obviously Shantao was still a little afraid of him, and the old-fashioned Taoist priest who guarded the road snorted heavily to express his dissatisfaction, but the old-fashioned Taoist priest who guarded the road did not embarrass him, took a step back and gave up half of his body, signaling Shantao to hurry up and get over, don't be an eyesore here.

Suddenly, Shan Tao's eyes lit up, and the brows that were locked together because of fatigue also expanded, and at this time, it was the copper coin of Mr. Two who fell from the heart of the fist, and after Shan Tao turned sideways to the old-fashioned Taoist priest who guarded the road, he stretched forward and slid straight towards the martial arts platform.

The crisp sound of the copper coin falling to the ground made some of the originally nervous monks temporarily relax their spirits, and their eyes that had been staring for a long time were a little sore, and they just closed their eyes to temporarily soothe.

After the copper coin hit the ground, it bounced up again and then fell, and it was crisp again.

It was in that moment.

A pair of black pupils quietly transformed into golden vertical pupils in a dragon roar, and at the same time, someone saw the black plume of the demon open wings, and someone heard the sound of the phoenix, and a stunning woman wearing a fire suit.

In an instant, three different colors of light, golden, black, purple, red and blue, burst into the middle from their respective corners.

In an instant, there was an extremely dazzling light on the martial arts platform, even the low-level kings had to close their eyes to avoid the edge for a while, and at the same time set off a huge energy aftermath, although the enchantment that was opened by Mr. Two was not considered a defensive series, and it could be pressed on the sacrificial platform of Tai'an Mountain, and the defense was naturally not low, Rao was also shaky in the aftermath of the battle.

"Refreshing." The three of them were all rebounded in one blow, and the black feathers behind Chu Shishanhe completely opened their wings and merged, as if Chu Shishanhe was inserting a huge black knife behind him, Chu Shishanhe faced the white table, bowed his body and slid out seven or eight meters, and suddenly made a claw with his left hand and clasped the ground, stopping the momentum of sliding and falling off the martial arts platform.

Chu Shi Shanhe's body has not stopped, the feet that are kicking on the ground suddenly exert force, the wings behind him are separated and then shake very quickly, Chu Shi Shanhe burst out again.

Almost at the same time, the three of them met again, Chu Shi Shanhe held Zhu He to open the way, Zhu He took the lead in colliding with Ni Qianluo, and Zhu He, who was supposed to be not a bad King Kong, slashed at the index finger of Ni Qianluo's right hand and shot out a spark.

When Chu Shi Shanhe was in the magic capital, he had heard that the Phoenix clan had a treasure, which was never heard of, only known as the shape of the feather through the see-through, ordinary sticking around the right index finger, once it was stimulated in wartime, it turned into an invisible short dagger that was extremely hard, and was known as the little King Kong.

Now most of the people wearing it on Ni Qianluo's hand are this, Chu Shi Shanhe and Ni Qianluo passed by from the bottom half of the way, in fact, the reason why Chu Shi Shanhe and Ni Qianluo met first was because both of them leaned between the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, in order to be able to fight the dragon together.

Chu Shi Shanhe didn't dare to hold it up, although the revenge of the conspiracy of Mr. Er had hurt Long Rebellion, but the name of the chosen son of that day was really not covered, if Chu Shi Shanhe had not been wasted for six years, he would definitely dare to have a real positive hard steel on Long Rebellion.

Ni Qianluo, not to mention a female stream, although relying on the natural strong physique of the Phoenix clan, Ni Qianluo is not inferior to anyone of his generation, but when he meets the real dragon clan, it seems that this advantage is not an advantage, if it is other true dragon clan, it is okay, but now he has encountered the dragon rebellion.

Since Long Qian was more than ten years old and looked through the dragon tomb, Daozhou has been circulating that Long Qian alone can suppress the phoenix for 100,000 years, which is not to say that Ni Qianluo, the saint of the Phoenix clan, is not strong, the fact is the opposite, Ni Qianluo has been known as the strongest saint of the Phoenix clan for 300,000 years since she was a child, but the strongest saint of the Phoenix clan for 300,000 years has met the peerless dragon son of the true dragon clan once in a million years.

And this is for Long Zi to hold a green steel sword in his hand, and fight against two masters of his generation without defeat.