Before the opening of the Zhou Garden, when the rainbow was not born, the mountain had entered a state of full alert, Xiao Songgong and the three elders of the Discipline Hall sat in various parts of the mountain road, and the Great Array of Ten Thousand Swords from the Mountain was hidden in the depths of the sea of clouds, ready to kill the enemy in the future, but it was still not able to do foolproof, until the head of the mountain used the real sword to roar, so that the rainbow stabilized, and at the same time completely eliminated the alien breath in the rainbow, unfortunately, it was too late to stop the demon clan from closing the door of Zhou Yuan.

Wanting to reopen the gate of Zhou Yuan and let the hundreds of human cultivators who entered it come out, in addition to the formations arranged by many strong people outside Hanqiu City, the most important thing is still this rainbow that starts from the mountain, after all, the key is here, in the past period of time, the mountain was silent, everyone paid attention to the movement of the peak, at this time, seeing that the master finally walked out of the cave, the people who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward and bowed, Xiao Songgong asked with a solemn expression: "Senior brother, how is the situation?"

Looking at the night sky in the east, looking at the still bright star, the head of the mountain said, "In the early morning, Zhou Yuan can be restarted." ”

Hearing this, Komatsumiya breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the senior brother in charge still had a grim expression, especially the Jinghu sword intent in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel extremely uneasy, and asked, "Is there any other change?"

The head of the mountain retracted his gaze to the east, followed the rainbow, and landed on the position of the northern Han Qiu City, and said: "There is something big happening in the Zhou Garden, and there are already signs of collapse, I don't know if the people inside can last until the early morning." ”

The disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect present were shocked when they heard this, but they didn't dare to make a noise, and after a while, a Discipline Hall elder asked worriedly, "Is there any other way?"

The head of the mountain is silent, and people naturally understand the meaning. One of the disciples asked, "How is Senior Brother doing now?"

With his questioning, many Lishan disciples turned their attention to the closed door of the cave, for the younger generation of disciples of Lishan, it seemed that nothing was difficult for the senior brother, although he knew that the senior brother's realm cultivation would definitely not be as good as the senior uncles, but he still subconsciously pinned his hopes on him.

The head of the mountain looked at the disciples and said, "In order to reopen the gate of Zhou Yuan as much as possible, your senior brother has burned almost all the true dragon blood in his body, and you want to be faster? Do you want him to abolish his cultivation, or do you want him to die under this rainbow?"

The disciples were shocked when they heard this, and they didn't dare to say more.

At this moment, a voice came from the cave: "Master, disciple...... Would like to give it another try. ”

This voice is so tired, it seems extremely weak, but it is still as clear as usual, very pleasant, the emotion in the voice is still so calm, calm, confident, firm, and more importantly, this voice is still as usual, no matter what the situation, it is not depressed, it has a free and easy and even casual meaning.

Listening to this voice, the disciples felt a little relieved for some reason, just like they did on weekdays.

The head of the mountain looked at the cave and said in a deep voice: "If you try again, it may be a dead end." ”

The voice disappeared for a moment, and then it sounded again, still calm and extremely firm: "Senior sister is still in Zhou Yuan." ”

This is the reason, this is the reason, this is the reason and the truth that the whole world knows and is willing to believe. The head of the mountain heard the seemingly calm voice of his favorite eldest disciple for the first time, and there was a real sense of anxiety in it, how could he bear to stop it?

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In the depths of the grassland, where the sun does not set everywhere with energy storms, the mausoleum is surrounded by violent hurricanes, the water on the grassland has long been evaporated, and the wet mud has turned into dry gravel, and as the wind dances wildly between heaven and earth, sand and dust drift in from the edge of the yellow paper umbrella, dimming the light.

Xu Yourong leaned on Chen Changsheng's shoulder and said softly, "Will we die?"

She had just been pulled back from the brink of death, and she was very weak at this time, both physically and mentally. Chen Changsheng's gaze crossed the edge of the yellow paper umbrella, staring at the ten stone pillars in the wind and sand around the mausoleum, thinking about the results of her previous calculations, and making some kind of comparison, suddenly listening to her words, after thinking about it, he said, "Maybe...... But I'm not going to let you die. ”

Xu Yourong said softly: "If you hadn't given me blood before, I would have died, but in fact, I wasn't afraid of death at that time, but I was afraid at this time, I don't know why." ”

Chen Changsheng looked into her eyes and said, "Or...... Is it because you have a reason to live?"

Xu Yourong thought for a while and said, "Maybe." ”

Chen Changsheng laughed from the bottom of his heart and said, "I'm very happy. ”

Xu Yourong looked at him and smiled and said, "I'm also very happy, but the more this happens, the more I don't want to die." ”

Chen Changsheng said seriously: "Yes, so I'm thinking about how to live." ”

Xu Yourong quipped: "Are you good at finding a way?"

"No, but how do you survive this kind of thing...... I think about it a lot. ”

After saying this, he continued to observe the wind and sand around the mausoleum, and the picture in the wind and sand, especially a certain area that was previously covered with white grass is now covered with sand and monster corpses. There have been many monsters dead, more monsters are fighting against the storm, or being swept by the storm and flying everywhere, death will always come sooner or later, except for the yellow paper umbrella in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum, there is no place to shelter these once powerful and violent lives.

At this moment, a black shadow crossed the violent energy turbulence and the whistling wind and sand, came to the main gate of the mausoleum like lightning, followed the very small gap in the edge of the yellow paper umbrella, came to the inside of the umbrella, and landed heavily on the heavy stone door of the mausoleum.

can avoid the energy storm released by the Heavenly Book Tablet, can ignore the wind and sand in the sky, and almost knock over the main entrance of the mausoleum...... It's a bird. The bird was covered in hair, unsightly looking, its right paw was mutilated, and its body was covered in blood, and it looked like a pheasant that had just escaped from Orion's arrows.

The pheasant slipped from the center of the crack in the stone door, fell to the ground, stood up with difficulty on one foot, twisted its neck, flapped its wings, fanned off all the ash and water on its wings, and looked a little satisfied, and then looked at the wind-blown sand on the edge of the yellow paper umbrella, and let out a few angry chirps. The space under the yellow paper umbrella was very small, and all the sand and gravel from the pheasant fell on the heads and faces of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, and the two of them couldn't help coughing.

Listening to the cough, the pheasant remembered something, and the pupils of the somewhat bewitching, golden eyes turned around twice, and then instantly became extremely quiet, without looking at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, and quietly retreated, as if trying to avoid their sight. The question is, where can it avoid such a large area under the umbrella?

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(It's not Nanke, it's not Suzaku, it's definitely different from Yi Xiaopang, the next chapter, before seven o'clock, the number of words in today's update will be relatively small.) ）