"The fiber is sincere, the fit is shortened, the shoulders are sharpened, the waist is like a prime, the neck is extended, and the quality is natural."

"I have heard that I am free to Tiandou Mu Yuanjun's posture is beautiful, arrogant and ferocious, when I see it today, it is even more than the rumors, I still dare to enter the battle alone knowing that there is fraud, this seat should say that you are confident or do you not know whether you live or die?"

The sound of thunder came from all directions, and all the pedestrians in the town spoke in unison, and the picture was a little terrifying for a while.

In the face of this strange scene, the smiling eyebrows on the peach blossom mask suddenly disappeared, and the eyebrows turned into two sharp arrows, which flew upwards at an angle: "You dare to scold me, a rat with a hidden head and tail." ”

"You said that Yuanjun was beautiful, and Yuanjun was very happy, but you said that Yuanjun was arrogant and ferocious, you were farting, and God didn't talk to me like this!"

"The rest of the waste with the flag behind it, don't hide it, and the little man in the crowd, don't pretend, let's come out together." Yuan Jun's eyes flashed with a touch of pink on the peach blossom mask, as if there were peach blossoms rising and falling in it, and his tone was as cold as ice.

As soon as these words came out, the air fluctuated, and a majestic figure covering his face with copper coin armor and two battle flags behind him suddenly appeared.

The figures of pedestrians on the street slowly dissipated into ashes, and the houses disappeared, revealing the original plain landform, and the ashes gathered together to turn into a dwarf, shrouded in a black mist, revealing a chickenbumpy hand holding a strange white bone skull staff.

This person stared at Yuan Jun with burning eyes, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

A white-headed old man with two swords crossed behind him also looked at the person in the peach blossom mask with resentful eyes.

Thousands of meters away from everyone, there were eighteen huge red divine pillars with a diameter of three meters, which were filled with mist, carved with strange runes, and an illusory and mysterious aura rippled from them.

"You Evil Heaven Sect is also a top sect of the Demon Dao, when did you wear a pair of pants with Dugu Xiong, a lost dog?" Yuan Jun looked at the three people who showed their figures, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Doumu Yuanjun, our three major interception true monarchs ambushed you with a large array, I hope you can laugh again later."

"Today, this seat will use your head to pay tribute to the many souls of my Fengyun Sword Sect who died in your hands, two Taoist friends, let's do it." The white-headed old man took a step forward, looking at the woman in the peach blossom mask with resentful eyes.

"Dugu Xiong, remember the agreement between you and us~" The dwarf cultivator paused his staff slightly, and suddenly a rich blood-colored mist emanated from the eighteen red divine pillars, turning into clouds, shrouding several people, and a sweet and fragrant smell fell from the air, smelling it made people drowsy, and the obstacle was born.

The three of them took a step forward in unison.

At this moment, the eyebrows on the peach blossom mask that seemed to be tilted upwards like a pen blade were suddenly smoothed out, turning into two horizontal lines, and looking at the three of them playfully, as if they were looking at three clowns jumping off the beam.

"Have you ever wondered why you were able to block Yuanjun just right, is it very smooth?"

"What?"

Yuan Jun ignored the surprised looks of the three people, but continued to take care of himself and said: "Three fools, they are still helping people to make money after being sold, and they deserve to be played to death by Shen Haichao!" ”

"Anyway, it's all God's fault for wanting me to seal myself, and it's not fun at all."

"Forget it, Yuan Jun originally wanted to play tricks with you as a monk of the interception path, but in exchange for estrangement and ambush, those people in the back should not always deceive fools to tempt, Yuan Jun is no longer pretending, Yuan Jun has a showdown!"

"Have you ever seen a flower burial?"

Between the words, the person in the peach blossom mask suddenly turned into a silver-white color, and the strange light flowed on the hair, and when he looked at it, there were thousands of extremely tiny runes circulating and shining on it.

At this moment, Yuan Jun's muscles reflected the glow, her toes tapped, and a puff of peach blossoms hugged her jade feet and suddenly rose to the sky.

Its feet are like bamboo shoots, and its face is exquisite.

The peach blossoms exploded at the toes, and began to circl up a little bit crazily along the toes, turning into white-skinned peach blossom socks, anti-gravity over-the-knee skirt armor, breastplate, shoulder-bending....

The gap between the skirt and the breastplate reveals a touch of smooth jade skin, and the waist is so beautiful that it can be grasped, which makes people reverie, and the curvature of the breastplate is somewhat exaggerated.

At this moment, the expression on Yuan Jun's face flashed with the light of divinity, no longer as cynical and frivolous as before, but as if a powerful god had descended into the world, and the peach blossom mask was not angry and arrogant.

It's too late, it's fast, and the mutation has already been completed in a snap of a finger.

"Damn, in charge of the Dao Realm, Doumu Yuanjun is hiding so deeply, Dugu Xiong, this time I will be killed by you, everyone don't hide it, what means do you have to hurry up."

The cane-wielding dwarf and the others didn't think much about it, and they all jumped to the extreme, igniting their own potential, and powerful fluctuations germinated on the ground.

A white jade hand gently pressed down in the air, as if stroking a grumpy cat, and the restless momentum below fell silent, and everything fell silent.

"Shhhh Listen, the voice of the flowers! ”

A plain white finger was placed on the mouth of the peach blossom mask, and a voice without any emotion appeared in the hearts of Dugu Xiong and the three of them.

The body cannot move, and the mouth cannot speak.

With a look of despair in their eyes, they struggled to look towards the sky.

It's peach blossoms, and the peach blossoms are sprinkled all over the sky.

In the surrounding 10,000-meter airspace, it was a dense rain of peach blossoms.

The South Dipper is born, and the North Dipper is dead.

The peach blossom fell on the red pillar, there was no corrosion, no collision, no explosion of light and shadow, only to see that the contact part between the pillar and the petals seemed to be directly wiped out by a strange force, and disappeared without a trace.

What is amazing is that the peach blossoms fell on the weeds on the ground, but they did not harm the grass on the ground in the slightest.

In three breaths, the three Dugu Xiong and the eighteen red divine pillars all disappeared without a trace as if they had been erased, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of flower petals.

A figure in a peach blossom mask stood in the center of the sea of flowers, his eyes were unfocused, and he was a little distracted.

"I seem to remember something."

"Why is my heart so uncomfortable, Gua Wazi."

Yuan Jun came back to his senses and recalled the picture of the corpse mountain and sea of blood that flashed in his mind just now, and she in the picture was so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble.

However, she can be sure that the scene in the picture is not in any region of Dongzhou, or more certainly, not in any region of the human realm, where the mountains and rivers are broken, and the sun and the moon are hanging upside down.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it if I can't think of it, I have a headache, Guan Yuanjun's~"

"What if you don't have memories, is it really happiness to have memories? Memory is the source of pain! ”

"That's right, it's good to be happy."

Talking to himself, Yuanjun broke his work in a second, and his divinity was completely gone, and he returned to his previous appearance of a lazy and happy person.

After she sealed herself again, she tilted her head and scratched it a few times, took out the purple astrolabe and glanced at it.

However, the green silk behind the peach blossom mask's head turned into a silver white color, no longer as black as ink before, because she scratched too hard before, a dull hair on the head of the peach blossom mask stood tall, the hair was slightly sloppy, and a pair of smiling eyes climbed onto the mask again.

Yuan Jun's clear voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

"The world is like a tide."

"When it goes up and down, when it goes down."

"I'm at ease in the middle of people."

"Yuanjun is like that carefree fairy."

"The waves are long, the waves are long~"

Yuanjun's wonderful poems are uneven, uneven, and have no neat and subtle meaning, but because of this, they are more free and unrestrained.

Notes of joy echoed through heaven and earth, and soon her form disappeared from the horizon.

….

….

Kuroki Mountain.

This mountain is pitch black, the forest is rare, the strange rocks are craggy, and it has turned into many terrifying shapes, and the mountain gate of the headquarters of the Imperial Spirit Sacred Puppet Sect is located on this mountain.

Underneath the Black Mountains, in an unknown underground space.

A huge black and red square city lay silently on the pitch-black ground like a giant beast.

Above the giant city is a huge orb, engraved with dense sigils, emitting a soft yellow light, like the sun in this underground world.

An illusory figure came to the gate of the giant city, and the city defenders let him slowly walk into it as if he couldn't see this person.

A column of nearly four meters tall strongmen held Changge, sitting on a huge dinosaur shaped like a rhinoceros, galloping along the street, and behind them were two teams of black-armored guards more than three meters high, showing only a pair of eyes, hurrying out of the underground giant city, as if there was an urgent matter.

The black-armored guard's eyes were numb, and his shape was as stiff as a puppet.

The illusory figure met the large group of people and horses, and actually collided directly.

The two sides did not dodge, there was no loud noise, no smoke and dust, and the large team of people and horses actually penetrated directly through the illusory figures, and the two sides went their own way, as if nothing had happened.

Soon, the illusory figure arrived in a side hall in the center of the giant city.

With a creak, the door of the temple slowly opened.

I saw that the hall was empty, and there was no decoration except for the beams and pillars.

In the black juice, Ling Xudu's head floated out of the juice, and the body under his neck had disappeared, replaced by dense vessel-like roots.

The illusory figure waved his hand, and suddenly a headless demon corpse appeared above the main hall.

"Xudu, this is the corpse of the powerhouse of the Moroko clan of the Ancient Demon Imperial Clan, since you have made up your mind, I will take this corpse out of the sect's spirit puppet cave."

"I'll ask you one last time, it's too late to regret it now, do you really want to take the risk of taking this corpse, this is a powerful monster that condensed the rudimentary form of the palm in the past, even if it has been destroyed by the secret method of the sect, you have the help of the reincarnation pool, in the opinion of this seat, the success rate is still less than one and a half."

The illusory figure gradually solidified, turning into a middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer.

The middle-aged man has an ordinary face, an ordinary height, and everything is so ordinary that he can't recognize it if he throws it into the pile, if he doesn't appear here, no one knows that this ordinary person in front of him is the Shen Haichao who is in charge of the Holy Puppet Sect of the Imperial Spirit.

Single-handedly pulled the Imperial Spirit Holy Puppet Sect from the bottom of the six sects of the Demon Gate to the powerful person who is now sitting on the second side.

"Thank you, Master, for your success!" Ling Xudu's eyes lit up, and the vein-like roots on his neck curled, and he immediately swept the headless demon corpse on the ground into a pool of black juice.

"Idiot, my sect's Heavenly Machine Strategist just lost one game, why is this." Seeing this, Shen Haichao's face couldn't help frowning.

"Master, from today onwards, the Heavenly Machine Strategist has died, died in the hands of the Heavenly Greedy Wolf Star Monarch, if I am lucky enough to succeed and really occupy this powerful ancient demon body, the disciple will have hope for revenge."

"That greedy wolf star monarch is powerful and insidious, this time the disciple is defeated and lost, both the cultivation and the scheming, he has already been full of demons, if he doesn't win back, the disciple's cultivation will no longer be able to advance."

According to what he thought at the time, although he needed someone of sufficient weight to send the news back, turn the focus to Yuanjun, and avoid the attention of others about him, but let Ling go back without a sigh of relief.

It would be even better if the message could reach the Kaga.

In line with the principle that as long as you don't die, you will do it to the death, Yi Chen directly hit Ling Xudu's foundation, and after killing the Lifeless Sword Mother, he rewarded her with a soul-destroying death at the last moment.

As soon as this light entered the soul, only one of the early stage of the Sword Evil Sect cultivators on the entire flying boat was still alive, but he had just become an idiot, he would not hide when it rained, he would pick up the garbage on the ground and eat it, and the rest would die.

This battle almost disintegrated Ling Xudu's physical body, if it weren't for the infinite magic of the Reincarnation Pool of the Imperial Spirit Holy Puppet Sect, the realm retreat would be a sure thing.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, I will help you as a teacher, if you can really fuse this ancient demon corpse of the Morok clan, it is a step to the heavens, and no monk who has cultivated to the rudiments of the Dao will be your opponent."

"Speaking of which, the information you brought back this time is a bit interesting, this seat has a little trick, and designed three interception monks to ambush that Doumu Yuanjun, and now the soul lamps of the two fools in the Evil Heaven Gate have been extinguished, hehe."

"With such a clean and neat crushing, Doumu Yuanjun must be the true monarch of the Dao, and he is also a very interesting Dao master, the hall master of the Beidou Yuanjun who pretends to be crazy and stupid, and his plans are not small."

A strange look flashed on Shen Haichao's face, but the face of the old fox of the Freedom God flashed in his mind, and for a moment he seemed to think of something, and his expression moved:

"Xudu, I pass on a piece of the Imperial Spirit Mantra in your Imperial Spirit Ming Holy True Sutra, and then give you three drops of my essence blood, so that it should be possible to push your success rate of occupying this ancient demon body to two and a half, and this is the only thing you can do as a teacher, and the rest is up to you."

"Also, as a teacher, I want to advise you, the scenery should be far away, the northern region is just a battle on the side of the chessboard, and the ups and downs of life are normal, but unfortunately you have gone too smoothly along the way, which is actually not good.

In a person's life, failure is actually a common thing, failure is not terrible, what I am afraid of is that you will fall into a slump and go crazy.

Some old-timers, that's called perseverance! ”

"Hehe, become an immortal."

Shen Haichao sighed meaningfully, he flipped his big hand, and a scimitar immediately appeared in his palm, and the scimitar was fiercely swiped in his hand, and three drops of golden blood seeped out of the wound with difficulty and fell into the metamorphosis pool.

Looking at the resentment and stubbornness in Ling Xudu's eyes, Shen Haichao shook his head helplessly in his heart, obsessed with the bone marrow, and now his Heavenly Genius Strategist of the Spirit Saint Puppet Sect is not worthy of his real name.

The figure flashed, and the figure of Shen Haichao slowly blurred, and soon appeared in an ancient cave full of classics, until the bright moon sank in the west, and his figure appeared on the surface of Heiqi Mountain.

Shen Haichao looked up at the full moon, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull out a strange smile: "Heaven and earth are changing? ”

(End of chapter)