Chapter 6 Going to the Battle of the Giant Sun Immortal

Boom Boom –

The clouds were thick, layered on top of each other, and a thick layer of stormy waves arose above the heavenly dome, making a sound like water.

The waves of clouds swept around, filling the heavens and the earth, and thousands of drums inside sounded at the same time, one after another, resounding through the sky.

The horns whimpered, the war drums were majestic, and under the vocal music of a group of slaughters, a mighty figure appeared from the clouds, wearing armor and holding blades, silent and unmoving, murderous.

Fang Longye was in the treasure map, looking at it from afar. I saw that the armor was bright, the halberd was shining, and the banner was displayed.

On the flag, outline swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, etc., etc., Sen Senran's killing machine is unstoppable.

The battle flag is like a cloud, the soldiers are like rain, covering the periphery, the cold air is rushing into the sky, not to mention thousands of feet, and the four sides are dyed with a layer of cold killing.

Xiao kills, cold to the bone.

It was the heavenly soldiers and generals under the command of the heavenly court who came here, wanting to sweep away the filth under their feet.

"Huoβ€”what a big battle!"

In the treasure map, Fang Longye clapped his palms and exclaimed, it was obvious that these were just vanguards and vanguards.

The real soldiers are yet to come!

"I just don't know, how this porter Uncle Qin coped!"

After thinking about it, Fang Longye raised his eyes and signaled, Qingli immediately comprehended, took out the immortal brew and wine utensils, and poured the wine for him.

Fang Longye took the wine bottle, like an old beggar on the side, drank slowly, and watched the drama about to be staged with great interest.

……

On the occasion of the appearance of the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.

In a Sumeru space of Yuanyang Immortal Sect, there is a treasure palace.

The clouds dwelled on it, the frost did not fall, and the crystal was white.

The small window is ajar, splendid and natural, hanging to the ground, splendid and exquisite.

The faint water is dense, like moonlight, like water, like snow.

The bamboo is suspicious of rain, and the screen is dyed blue.

The mountain wind is like water, and the bright moon passes through the window, leaving the ground full of jade.

Silence, seclusion, clouds rise and fall.

There was an old man, four feet tall, not good-looking, with a gray beard, bald and leprosy, and a slightly hunched back.

He was dressed in black, sitting on a cloud couch, above the top door, the black gas was like a cloud, overlapping, showing a strange color.

In it, the bright gold is permeated, the seal is born and destroyed, and there is a faint murmur, telling many crooked and evil principles, revealing strange changes, and controlling people's hearts.

The old man was silent, and there was a throne on his left and right under his cloud couch. On it, a beautiful woman sits upright.

Both of them look no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

Each has its own merits.

The one on the left is tall, wearing a palace skirt, and has a cold temperament, but his figure is not the type that is completely slender, and he is relatively rich, which can be regarded as a cold and glamorous style.

The other one on the right hand side is slender and armored, with a lonely and arrogant face, and the whole person is athletic, looking like a female god of war.

Beside them stood twenty or thirty beauties of various styles, neatly arranged according to the rules.

Lori is soft, and the royal sister is charming.

Between everyone's eyebrows, there is a Taoist seal book directly imprinted.

The word "slave" indicates their identity.

On the carpet of the hall, kneeling was a young woman with the same slave mark between her eyebrows, and her temperament was different.

It's quite plump.

The beauty pear blossom was in tears, her face was ashamed, and she sobbed in a low voice: "The two sisters are all to blame Yin Nu for causing such a catastrophe for Qin Lang."

The beautiful woman in the palace skirt looked gloomy, but she did not speak. The beautiful woman in thin armor had an angry face and rebuked coldly.

"Humph! A fool who only grows flesh but doesn't have a brain, he wants to have fun wholeheartedly, and he doesn't even bother to find out the background of the green-haired turtle in his own home. Now it's good! provoked such an enemy for the master~"

"Sister Ming, don't talk about the slave family, it's the turtle man surnamed Zhao, and I don't know that he has an uncle alive!"

Seeing that this beautiful woman in armor still had the heart to argue, her color changed at the moment, and she ordered: "Xiaoli, go, slap fifty, let her understand the family rules of our Qin family."

At that moment, a bright girl with bright eyes and bright teeth walked out, gave a light salute, and was about to carry out the order of the second lady.

"That's it! When disaster comes, don't worry too much about it. ”

The old man, who had been closing his eyes and contemplating countermeasures, opened his eyes, and his essence appeared, and he waved his hand at will to stop him.

The beautiful woman in thin armor, the titular second lady saw her master speak, and immediately looked frightened, and quickly got up and knelt down to admit her mistake, "Master, it's a slave who has not thought it through, and please forgive me." ”

There is still a hint of arrogance on his face.

The old man waved his hand, motioned for him to get up, and said, "You are dedicated to me, why is there anything wrong?"

Seeing that he had already turned his mind, the beautiful woman in the palace skirt on his side, her beautiful eyes turned, and asked, "The master already has a countermeasure?"

The old man immediately grabbed his eldest lady and said with a wry smile: "This is the Heavenly Court sending troops, how can there be any countermeasures?"

"What then?" The beautiful woman in the palace skirt leaned into his arms, her brows furrowed, and her face was sad.

"It doesn't matter!" The old man chuckled loudly, his face relaxed.

"In my life, I have had such an opportunity, witnessed many wonderful things, played countless beauties, and enjoyed the unimaginable bliss of ordinary people. That's enough! Just ask, even if those big guys, how many people can be as happy as me? ”

"Just like the grandfather of Yinnu's husband, what's the use of climbing to the big shot? The offspring is not a green-haired turtle, and he is willing to watch his own girls and let me play with them? ”

"Hahaha! I am a sin in their sight. But a lowly person like me can make you high-ranking fairies fall in love, and I have died without regrets! ”

"Sir!"

"Qin Lang!"

"Master!"

Seeing his state, the women cried at the moment.

"Mother-in-law! Are you willing to follow me, a bad old man, to visit this heavenly court for a while? Qin Shou stood up and stood up, raising his sleeves and shouting.

The short figure, in the eyes of the women, is as tall as Mount Tai.

"Dangchang-" The second lady in thin armor poured herself a glass of wine, drank it and then fell to the ground. immediately bowed down to his master.

"I wish to die with my lord!"

Even Yin Nu also wiped the tears on her face, Ying Ying bowed down, and said firmly: "I'd rather be a slave of the Qin family than a wife of the Zhao family."

A group of beauties immediately knelt down and shouted in unison: "I am willing to go to Huangquan with the master/Qin Lang, and follow each other in life and death!"

"Good! Good! Good! Qin Shou laughed wildly, his eyes red, "It is worthy of the good slaves I raised!" ”

"Let's go, let's go with the master, and meet the visitors of this heavenly court! Save the guests from being impatient~"

……

Bell –

Bursts of bells rang, echoing with a strange feeling.

On his own territory, he gave full play to his geographical advantages, and fought against the horns, bells and drums in the camp of the Heavenly Court Heavenly Soldiers, stabilizing the people of the Yuanyang Sect and the panicked people's hearts.

The vocal music is full of masterpieces, and the five-colored smoke and haze are clustered, which is different from the ethereal, solemn and passionate displayed by ordinary fairy sounds.

Under the glamorous sound, it is full of obscene words and songs, singing in a low voice, interpreting the joy of bliss.

In the treasure map, Fang Longye's spirit was lifted and he came out!

The Lord is finally coming out!

I just don't know, what kind of dignity does this Juyang old immortal have?

The lush black and green air rises, and then falls, overlapping and overlapping, permeating the mountains, in front of the forest, under the stones, and in the water.

Intertwined with light, clusters, stretching into a piece, accumulating into lotus flowers.

The color of black and blue, swaying.

There are shadowy shadows at the bottom, with their mouths open, howling, fear, grief, greed, joy, lust, etc., etc., very complicated, impenetrable.

A treasure sedan chair, pearl flowers shine, gorgeous and abnormal. One hundred and eight beauties are on both sides of the front, drumming and flutes, chanting and singing.

All kinds of obscene words and songs, only to hear the treasure map, Qingli and Ao Ying blushed.

Thirty-two beautiful women dressed in strong suits, carrying this treasure sedan chair, holding their heads high, with smiles between their eyebrows, looking honored.

The sedan curtain shook, and in the sedan chair, a jade man rolled up the curtain with his hands, revealing a low old man.

It is the old immortal Qin Shou of Juyang.

I saw him smile and pat the butt of the curtain beauty next to him as a reward, and then got up and paced out, standing in the air.

At the overlapping sea of clouds formation, he laughed loudly: "But I don't know which Immortal Monarch God will come?" Qin is polite! ”

The tall figure exudes awe-inspiring majesty. For a time, these heavenly soldiers and generals who formed the net of heaven and earth were all gloomy.

There is no momentum at all.

Less.

A gentle voice with a resolute texture echoed from the sea of clouds:

"Heavenly Court True Martial Arts, I've seen the Yuanyang Sect Master."

(End of chapter)