Crash.

Jiao Wuyu stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and took them up to the clouds and flew straight to Pyeongchang City.

She stood on the clouds, the breeze blowing her hair, dignified and beautiful, like a god standing on the clouds.

Jiao Chiwan behind him stepped on the clouds, and was very surprised:

"Is Grandmother strong enough to dare to fly around, regaining the strength of her youth?"

The four visceral realms will be able to fly.

But in general, flying in the wild is not an option.

After all, you only live once.

The unknown wilderness is prone to all kinds of incomprehensible tricks.

Even on the trade routes that are traveled all year round, the ground is safe, but the sky is still extremely dangerous.

Because the mortality rate in the wild is very high, you don't know when a great monk suddenly dies in the wild.

This results in a wandering, rootless wanderer, with random strengths and weaknesses.

You fly in the sky, like a golden light lit up in the endless night sky, very easy to attack.

Not to mention this tense time in front of us.

Only the Three-Element Great Cultivator, who is extremely confident in himself, has the courage to take off.

And what surprised Jiao Chiwan was very much.

Now flying in the air, not a single monster dared to attack the grandmother, and those monsters seemed to be afraid of the grandmother.

I always feel very weird.

He suddenly had an inexplicable feeling that the entire Ember Plague seemed to have formed a strange area centered on his grandmother.

After a while, they flew very safely all the way to the outside of Pyeongchang.

It took them a few days when they came, and it only took more than ten minutes when they returned.

Jiao Wuyu put the person down, his face was calm:

"Go back directly, and don't reveal anything related to me, or you will be in serious trouble."

"That Sword Forging Demon Village, don't say a word about them, I can't see through them, I wanted to test it, but I don't have time."

"If you talk nonsense about the events of that time, after I leave, those demon cultivators will not be able to protect you."

"But grandmother" Jiao Chiwan couldn't help but speak, and said anxiously, "Why don't you stay in the city?"

Grandmother regained her prime, and even if there was only one person, she could advance to the top of the family in Pyeongchang City.

This is how strong they were in Jiaojiazhai back then.

Now that batch of demon cultivators brought the same pressure on Pingchang City as they did on Pingchang City back then.

It is not easy to monopolize the veins as a party force and ignore the wolves in Pyeongchang City.

This is an era of one person suppressing the world, not tens of thousands of ancestors who are powerful when they are numerous.

was mediocre in life, and after death, it can only be used as a moat, not to mention that most of them are monks in the Four Visceral Realm, they can only be the mainstay, and they cannot become the hole cards of the Zhen clan.

Jiao Chi said, "Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to rise again?"

"If I stay, we will perish." Jiao Wuyu shook his head and said with a flat expression: "I'm gone, but you can live."

"Our Jiao family is now in decline, they don't look down on it, and they don't know that I'm alive, but think I'm dead, and they don't care about the Jiao family."

"We don't have an ancestor in the tomb, so we don't have to worry about uprooting, this time they beat them in the red sun, and we are very safe."

There is nothing to be eyed for.

Keeping to yourself, as a normal little family, you can survive this catastrophe.

Jiao Chiwan wanted to speak and stopped, but he still didn't plead with his grandmother again.

Jiao Wuyu glanced at Zhang Huaping and the medical fairy in her hand, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't say anything, and flew directly into the clouds and left.

"I'll find time to come back."

Crash!

Into the clouds, the wind howled around them.

Jiao Wuyu took out the fierce tiger that had been crumpled into black beads just now.

"Woooooooo

that

The ferocity of the tiger was unexpectedly heard, and the voice of surrender in fear was heard.

Instinctively in awe of something, as if it had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Crash!

She opened her mouth and sucked it and ate it directly.

Her black top was topped with three flowers, exuding a purer and purer glow, and she looked at the two stars in the sky that had become significantly larger:

"You're coming to get me."

"After all these years, I should go home."

Ning Zheng stood up and prepared to go up the mountain, but saw how the two stars in the sky were getting bigger and bigger, and even during the day, they were extremely clear.

Arrested?

It was clear to him in an instant.

I didn't choose to go up the mountain, hide, and put all the 4,500 points accumulated in the next three days, hold my breath, concentrate, and integrate into the leylines.

His shadow spirit root made his latent ability very exaggerated, and it fused with the rich yin qi of the leyline.

Bang la blah.

The speed of the meteor's fall seemed to be accelerating, and the stars in the sky were getting bigger and bigger, clearer and clearer, dazzling, dazzling, revealing their true outline.

Click!!

A loud thunderclap flashed in the sky.

The blacksmiths on the mountain village walked out of the door one after another, and they all looked up blankly, and countless white clouds were forming two huge whirlpools, spinning at high speed one by one.

"What's that?" The medicine fairy raised her head and muttered.

"It's the eyes!!"

Countless people shouted in an instant.

The two whirlpools gradually cleared up, condensed, and finally turned into a pair of huge eyes, high above, like an eternal god that existed for eternity, overlooking the humble people.

As the wind howled, the white clouds rolled, getting closer and closer.

Then the clouds and mist gradually turned into a larger whirlpool, and the delicate and handsome face of a huge face slowly squeezed open a pure blue gauze called the sky, as simple as piercing a piece of rice paper.

Bang la blah.

The giants have no body, like a giant god formed by energy and air currents, clouds and mist, walking above the mountains.

The mountains, at his feet, are like building blocks.

He slowly bent over and crouched down on one knee.

The vast face of the sky covered the sky of the entire Sword Casting Villa, and his eyes rolled faintly, looking at the buildings on the villa, the villages under the mountain villages, passing the paper houses of the ancestors, and finally falling on the blacksmith who was smaller than an ant.

Only then did everyone see his appearance clearly.

The clouds became his robe, the lightning became the thread of his clothes, and the thunder became his snort, and he was dressed in a simple and plain white robe, with a token hanging from his waist with the word "Jian Xin" written on it.

The blacksmiths were stunned.

They all ran out, pointing and drawing, shouting at the sky.

"It's big."

"Is this the Dharma Heaven and Earth?"

"Guest, do you want to buy a sword?"

"Jian Xin? You are the senior who entered the Red Mansion at the age of ten and shook the entire Xinyi Continent, and not a single girl took it away?"

"You are in Xinyi Continent, as the worship of King Xinyi?"

A group of people were elated, holding their swords aloft.

Jian Xin watched them fall silent.

When mortals see him, they don't kowtow and shout to the gods.

Even if it is a local sect or sect, they must shout to welcome the arrival of adults.

But these people in front of him happily took a toothpick and asked him if he would buy it.

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