(Apologies: I only found out yesterday afternoon.,There was no update the day before yesterday.,To be precise.,It's the scheduled update I set the day before yesterday to become yesterday's scheduled update.,I really don't know what's going on.,You know, because it's rare to have a chapter saved.,I confirmed it for a long time when I posted it...... But in short, there was no update the day before yesterday, and it was not said, some readers must have waited for a long time, and I am really sorry for this, for this, I will go to Xintian to donate a pig...... Because I am a pig, I think this public welfare project is good, and you can observe it when you have time. ）

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Chen Changsheng shouted the stars, the direction, more precisely, the position of Ye Zhibu.

Ye Zhi Bu is a talent of the Demon Ye Zhi Clan, and the Demon Royalty can learn it, but only Nanke has achieved a perfect mastery for decades. Chen Changsheng learned this set of footwork by virtue of his understanding of Daozang and indescribable boring calculations, as well as his perception of the star map on the Heavenly Book Tablet.

After shouting out these directions, Chen Changsheng's right sleeve was shocked, and the group of swords broke through the air, blocking the Heavenly Demon Horn that had sneaked to the night, stepping on the star position, his body suddenly weakened, and he left the ground, and took a few steps in the night sky, heading towards the extremely distant sky.

Countless swords followed, gradually returning to their scabbards on the way.

This picture looks extremely wonderful, but it has little significance, and when the true yuan is not good later, he will fall from the sky and face great danger, not to mention, the rich night carried by the Heavenly Demon Horn has been tightly embellishing him in the rear.

Chen Changsheng did this because he knew that Nanke would definitely understand what he meant.

Sure enough, when he appeared in the night sky, which was full of cold winds and was almost as high as the snow ridge, Nanke had already appeared there.

In the night sky behind her, there were two traces of green light chips, which were very beautiful.

It's just that this is still not enough to leave, because the night brought up by the Heavenly Demon Horn is gradually covering the entire snow ridge.

Moreover, in the far north, the fingers of the black robe on the iron plate began to beat, as if they were beating a drum.

The howling cold wind blew on Chen Changsheng's face, he felt something, and the hand holding the sword tightened.

Nanke's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were still indifferent, looking at the deeper and deeper night, feeling the fluctuations of the breath inside, and understanding something.

Although Chen Changsheng was seriously injured, and joining forces with Nanke might not be able to defeat the young Demon Lord, it stands to reason that it is no longer difficult to escape.

However, who would have thought that in this night, there were hundreds of vitality locks.

The method used by the demon clan to besiege and kill Su Li back then was used by the black robe to deal with the two of them tonight.

Those should have nothing to do with the Heavenly Demon Horn, but the young Demon Lord spread it by other means, and then the black robe from afar was responsible for besieging and killing them.

How can these locks of vitality be broken? Is the Pope of the Terran really going to bury the Demon Lord?

"Can you really cure it?"

Nanke's voice was particularly solemn in the cold night wind.

Chen Changsheng saw a hint of determination in her eyes, he understood what she wanted to do, but he couldn't answer.

If he was given enough time, he was confident that he would be able to cure Nanke's illness, especially if he could get Xu Yourong's help.

But the situation is too dangerous now, as we all know, the best thing in the black robe is spiritual attack, if Nanke completes the second awakening of the divine soul now, it is very likely that she will be severely injured by her teacher thousands of miles away, and the result is very bad.

Chen Changsheng had no confidence.

I didn't hear his answer, but Nanke's aura continued to rise.

Maybe she asked this question just to comfort herself.

The indifference in her eyes turned into a kind of self-destructive fanaticism.

Then, start burning.

In the night sky, a bright peacock appeared, spreading green light in all directions.

Its wings are about 100 zhang wide, and when it moves, the clouds scatter and the stars are chaotic, and the snow peaks below keep collapsing!

Hundreds of vitality locks hidden in the night were forced to show traces with the appearance of the peacock's true body.

In the night sky closest to the Terran realm, the number of Yuan Qi Locks was relatively minimal and somewhat sparse.

The peacock flew over there, and I don't know how many vitality locks were broken along the way, the green feathers were broken, and the breath flowed wildly!

That's the southeast.

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Looking at the bright and dark spots on the iron plate, the black robe let out a faint sigh again.

It was clear that this time his sigh came from his only female apprentice.

Suddenly, somewhere in the southeast corner of the iron plate became extremely bright, and the light even illuminated his face in the black robe.

It was a face that could be said to be perfect, but it had not seen the sun all year round, some pale, some faintly green, and the smell of death.

The black robe looked up at the night sky in the south, and found something, the corners of his lips were slightly downward - the downward corners of his lips often meant dislike, or that his mood was not high, but on his face, there were some other meanings, like a very strong mockery.

There was a crunch on the iron plate.

The Yuan Qi lock in the night sky in the distance quietly dispersed, killing many startled birds.

At the very end of the green light, it can be clearly seen that the peacock has disappeared.

Two black dot-like figures fell towards the distant ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Almost at the same time, the night obscured the starlight, and the young demon lord did not know how to appear on the snowy field thousands of miles away. He didn't speak to the black robe, nor did he look at the place where Nanke and Chen Changsheng fell, but looked at the original snow ridge, looking very interested and even a little excited.

The black robe also looked at the snowy ridge quietly.

Xue Feng lifted the corner of the black cloth, revealing half of his face, and it could be seen that his mind was a little complicated.

It was as if he was looking at his hometown.

Or maybe it's because there are deceased people there.

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When the young demon lord pierced the stone pestle into his father's lower abdomen, when the mysterious pillar of light crossed the galaxy and fell on the snow ridge, many places on the mainland gave birth to inductions, the palace and the Gan Terrace, the Holy Maiden Peak and the White Emperor City, and even the more distant Daxi Continent and even the Dragon Island in the South China Sea, all knew that something big had happened, and when the Heavenly Monarch Star in the northern star field suddenly dimmed, all the stargazing platforms observed this vision.

According to the calculated results, the Great Zhou army distributed on the front line of Hanshan received a military order to investigate, but Gaoyang Town, which should have reacted the fastest, fell into chaos because of the successive upheavals, and no one thought of crossing the snow ridge to find out.

A different kind of red appeared on the other side of the snow ridge.

Two years have passed, and he was seriously injured in the Tianshuling Rebellion and was about to die, but he is still alive, and his injuries have recovered, and his realm strength has gone one step further, and he is faintly going to occupy the first place in today's eight winds.

Even if it was him, he traveled thousands of miles in one night, and the little red flower tied to his tail finger couldn't help but look a little aggrieved.

When the Demon Lord entered the Cold Mountain to kill Chen Changsheng, the old man of Tianji warned the world that it didn't take long for the other kind of red to travel from the south of the Yangtze River to the Cold Mountain, and the long-distance journey, even the golden jade law of the White Emperor City was far inferior to him, but tonight he was not the first person to arrive.

The first person to arrive was a scholar.

Bei Xianghong has been studying in the Wanshou Pavilion of Xiling for many years, and he has poetry and books in his belly, but he does not dare to call himself a scholar in front of this person.

The Demon Lord often walks the world dressed as a scholar, but even he is embarrassed to call himself a scholar in front of this person.

This man has read so many books.

He reads in his hometown, in Luoyang City, in Kyoto, in the Imperial Palace, in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, in the Snow Plain, in the dream back to the horn to read, in the drunken lamp to read, before Gou Hanshi, Chen Changsheng and the rest of the people, only he has read all over the three thousand Daozang.

Later, he also began to teach, and taught at the Star Picking Academy for decades, teaching countless famous generals and directly teaching the Demon Lord Baitou.

He is the most famous scholar in the past thousand years, Wang Zhice.