"With the Golden Light Great Array guarding the Dao Heart, any external demons will not affect the cultivation of Except Su. ”

Elder Liang said: "On the contrary, I will also use the large array to suppress Su Li's sword intent, and then grind it with ten thousand mountains to send it to Su to comprehend!"

Hearing this, the two elders were relieved, thinking that if they could really shatter Su Li's sword intent and send it to Su Eli, then perhaps, Su Jie would really be born many years earlier than the original Sect Master's calculations before his death, and at that time, the Immortal Sect would truly flourish again!

Just when the three of them were imagining a better future, something suddenly happened.

The letter on the table trembled violently.

With a snorting sound, the envelope cracked and turned into countless paper-like butterflies, scattered in all directions.

Where does Su Li's letter need to be opened to be seen? Where does the sword intent he left behind, like those magic weapons, still need to be stimulated?

He wants the people of the Immortal Sect to see this letter and this sword of his own, so whether anyone opens this letter or not, they will definitely let the other party see it!

A domineering and extremely powerful sword intent was born out of thin air and slashed down!

The cave reverberated with a terrible sword roar, so that the equally terrible screams were annihilated.

The sharp sword intent cut off the one he encountered.

The sword of the three elders with a profound realm.

The cave mansion that the Immortal Sect will not destroy for 10,000 years.

Soft green vines in the depths of the cave.

Transparent water dripping from the green vines.

The flow of air forms an invisible wind.

All of them were shattered by this sword intent in an instant.

There was a blood mist floating everywhere in the air, and it looked extremely bloody, and there was a thrilling beauty.

The three swords were broken into more than ten pieces.

Dozens of sword marks appeared on Elder Liang's body, and he fell between the ruins all over the ground, looking at the sword intent that swept towards the outside of the cave, his pale face showed infinite horror and remorse, he was already dying, he tried his last strength, and shouted sharply: "Quickly close the big array!"

When the two elders heard his words, they thought of the problem, and there was a look of despair in their eyes, but they couldn't stop the sword intent from breaking through the air. Because their arms had been severed by that sword intent, they were covered in blood, and they couldn't stand up.

That sword intent turned into a magnificent streamer, and flew down from the cliff peak, crossed the sect of the Immortal Sect, and directly broke through the clouds, flying into a mountain stream full of mist.

An extremely terrifying loud bang erupted between heaven and earth, and a circle formed by clear light covered more than ten mountain peaks within a radius of hundreds of miles.

It was the Immortal Sect's Protector Array.

Immediately afterward, countless tooth-aching metal grinding sounds sounded in the mountain stream, countless golden lights burst out, and the sea of clouds rolled uneasily.

A childish but resentful voice sounded in the deep stream.

The sound was like a human voice, but it was like a birdsong or some kind of mechanical repetition.

"Except for Sue, except for Su!"

The sword roars sharply!

The voice faded away, and it could no longer be heard.

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It was late at night, and there were still many people who hadn't slept.

Some people love someone, some people hate someone, some people miss someone, and some people miss food.

Before falling asleep, Xuanyuan Po ate half a Tangjing roast goose for supper, but he was hungry again after lying on the bed for a long time, how could he sleep when he was hungry?

He walked to the stove room on the other side of the lake, ready to take out the crab in sauce that he had pickled a few days ago and eat it.

When he walked into the kitchen, he found that the fire at the bottom of the stove seemed to be extinguished, and he didn't care, nor did he light the lamp, and he touched the side of the kimchi jar very accurately in the night.

In those seemingly inconspicuous kimchi jars, they are actually not ordinary crabs with sauce.

He replaced the crab with an incomparably precious blue lobster, so it should be a lobster in sauce.

Now he is the logistics director of the National Education Academy, and he has an excellent relationship with the chefs in Chenghu Building, so naturally he will not be bad at eating, but the extravagance of eating is even a bit tyrannical, if Chen Changsheng and Tang Thirty-six know about it, they will definitely have a great reaction.

So he didn't let anyone know about these jars of sauce lobsters, and secretly hid them.

The more you secretly hide the food, the more fragrant it is.

Xuanyuan Po doesn't understand many of the principles and rules of the human world, but he is very clear about this, and in the process of reaching out to the kimchi jar, he seems to have tasted the extreme salty and umami taste of the sauce lobster, the rich sweetness inside, and the wonderful taste that is soaked everywhere on the tongue......

However, his hand was empty.

The kimchi jar that was supposed to be there is gone, all of them are gone, and the sauce lobster in the kimchi jar is naturally gone.

Xuanyuan Po became extremely angry, several subtle lightning bolts were generated in his pupils, and there was a faint crackling sound between the slightly curly messy hair.

The world before him changed from darkness to light, and he could see the picture in the stove room clearly.

Not only the kimchi jars, iron pots, chopsticks, firewood piles, but even the stove has been turned into pieces and piled up on the ground.

The ground is full of wolves, a place of soup, and it is extremely filthy.

Xuanyuan Po was even more angry, and he was also vigilant, what happened here, who was unleashing such a terrifying sword intent here?

The whole room was full of things that had been cut into pieces by the sword intent, and only the Shanhai Sword was still there, lying quietly among the sawdust.

Xuanyuan Po stretched out his hand to pick up the mountain and sea sword, followed the subtle residue of the sword intent, and found that inside the ash of the stove, there were faint ashes of other colors.

The ash is less like it was made of firewood and more like it was made of paper.

He hesitated for a moment, and gently pulled the ash with his mountain and sea sword.

The ash was scattered.

An unimaginable chill suddenly enveloped the entire room.

Xuanyuan Po's body became extremely stiff, his breathing became heavy, and he felt unimaginably dangerous in his heart.

The chill and the feeling of danger had nothing to do with the ash that was slowly dispersing, but from behind him, from behind the courtyard wall.

It was the deepest part of the sea, with suffocating pressure and cold.

The infinite blue waves are the ocean of death.

Xuanyuan Po began to sweat, and before the sweat could wet his clothes, he was condensed into snow and frost by the chill that represented death.

Looking at the National Education College in the night, the old Dao Gu walked forward.

A frost appeared on the courtyard wall, and then quietly and silently turned into wind and sand.

This scene is like a myth.

The courtyard wall collapsed, and what appeared in front of her was the stove room, so the stove room also collapsed silently.

Xuanyuan Po carried the mountain and sea sword and stood in the ruins, his body trembling constantly.

Because he was scared.

Although he was brave, he was still afraid.

It is unimaginable that the people who come are strong, and the breath is very indifferent, giving people the feeling that they are going to exterminate all things.

In a small building on the other side of the Winter Lake.

Folded sleeves opened their eyes.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

They all felt the feeling, and then they were inexplicably afraid.

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(The chapter name is taken blindly, and the resignation is poor.) It is also a sentence pattern that was used to play when I wrote Suzaku Ji and Makeji many years ago, and I was occasionally bored and used to play. ）R1148