The mountain wind is howling, mixed with thousands of inexplicable fragrances, and the warm light obliquely passes through the light clouds, turning into a dazzling rainbow light outside the green leaves.

The clear mountains and rocks rippled like brilliance, a plain white sword light rose into the air, the Son of Heaven floated out of the cave, the pale yellow splendid clothes danced in the wind, and a large piece of long hair on the back of the sideburns was missing, as if it had been neatly cut off by scissors.

The wind and thunder sound rose again, the cave sky shot out a sword light and shined, the Son of Heaven stepped on the mountain stone, and after avoiding the ensuing sword blades, he did not wait for a moment to pause, and it was another Gengjin sword light that slashed out of the cave sky.

Gu Chen followed closely, staring at the eyebrows of the Son of Heaven, the sword commanded the painting, and the white clouds and rainbow light condensed into a sword, falling in the air, like summer rain pouring down.

The Son of Heaven raised his eyebrows slightly, sacrificed the Sheji map, swallowed up the sword light, and then turned his hand to sacrifice the Fantian seal, without waiting for urging, Gu Chen turned over and jumped back to the cave, blocking the entrance of the cave, and the turtle could not shrink.

"Gu Chen, if you have the ability, you come out, don't pretend to be a sword formation!"

"Hahaha, I'm not a little uncle, I don't have the ability to fight alone with you, I don't go out, you have the ability to come in, I Kunlun doesn't have much else, there are more swords, there are a total of nine hundred and eighty-one swords in the Nine Tribulations Killing Array, nine swords change, one change and ten kills, you just go through three changes, and there are six changes waiting for you. ”

The Son of Heaven clenched his fists, snorted coldly in annoyance, and flew in the air in another direction, he didn't believe it, all these caves were guarded by Kunlun's sword array.

Above the flying clouds, the young patriarch sat cross-legged, noisy arguments came and went, gods, demons, demons and people insisted on their own words, fighting for red faces, rolling up their arms, rolling up their sleeves, picking up the leaks in the opponent's words, talking and swords, although there was no blood, but the words pointed directly to the heart of the Dao, and the danger was no worse than the life and death struggle.

Nangong Rongruo sat cross-legged, his eyes swept over the chattering peers and fell on the young patriarch, and the voice was transmitted into the secret, and said: "Cultivation is immortality, fighting with the sky, there is no doubt that the sky is our common enemy, the great right and wrong, Kunlun should be the example of the Six Realms!"

"The Six Realms are exemplary, what kind of exemplary method?"

"Abolish his sword path and hand him over to your Heavenly Palace?Nangong Rongruo, don't be shameless, don't be tempted, he is not a descendant of Dragon City, and he has nothing to do with the Protoss, just a person, a mortal!"

The young patriarch got up and sat up straight, this action caused the surrounding hustle and bustle to stagnate, Nangong Rongruo opened his eyes, stared at Luoyang's body through the vast sea of clouds, and checked again, yes, it was this child who saved Nianyu!

Chen Yu is peerless, her bloodline can overwhelm the bloodline of Longcheng, and it makes sense to erase her divinity.

The young patriarch also glanced at Xianyang, and after a moment, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the thoughtful queen, pursed his lips, and transmitted the sound again.

"I told you, he is not Chen Yu's junior, he has a big secret on him, a big secret that is enough to change the world. ”

"Tell me, otherwise he will be Chen Yu's child, I will not let him go, let alone let you calculate him, use him, and squeeze out his value before obliterating him under the guise of a high-sounding reputation. ”

If Nangong Rong retracts her gaze, there are things that others don't know, but she couldn't be clearer.

At best, it is ruthless, if you can go one step further and abandon your wife and children, there are countless people who have slashed their relatives, and no living creature can resist the temptation of detachment, just as the victims in the desert cannot refuse water, even if it is a polluted water.

The young patriarch raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head, stared at Nangong Rongruo's eyebrows, shook his head, closed his eyes, and meditated, as if he hadn't heard Nangong Rongruo's voice at all.

The enemy of the enemy is not necessarily an enemy but not necessarily a friend, and the Heavenly Palace and the human race have an irreconcilable contradiction, that is, an attitude towards immortality and a ruthless and affectionate trade-off.

Telling Nangong Rongruo about Luoyang does have short-term benefits, but in the long run, there is no benefit.

After all, that creature is a heavenly master, not an earth master, a human teacher, or a demon master, or a demon master!

In the west of Xianyang City, the courtyard is immersed in the night, the dim lights shine through the screen window, and the Yiren in the house give birth to lotus step by step, pick up the agarwood with their hands, and sit in front of the mirror.

The golden jade phoenix hairpin embellished with cloud buns swayed gently, with a little brilliance, and there were countless people who admired vanity, Yiren raised his slender goose neck, smoothed the corners of his crimson skirt, stared at the king in the mirror, and slowly hooked the corners of his lips.

The lights flickered, and the evil cultivator stood silently behind the woman, looked at Ying Mo in the mirror, and chuckled: "Mrs. Chu, the time is too late, and my subordinates will send you to the throne with the adult." ”

Chu Feng nodded, caressing with his bare hands, the picture fell on the dilapidated and ruined city, the tearful young man hugged the deceased old king, his eyebrows were full of sorrow, although separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, but the anxiety in the young man's heart could not be hidden from him at all.

When the catastrophe comes, he can't let go of a dead man, he is ruthless for the king, but if he is affectionate, he is not worthy of being the king.

Judging from the moment, the choice was not wrong, and the gentleman who solved the hexagram did not lie to her, compared to the short-lived and unblessed Ying Chu, Ying Mo is the real king of Qin.

First bitter and then sweet, the hidden dragon Tengyuan, this is the fate of winning, it is also her fate, everything has already been determined, and people have to believe in their fate.

The evil cultivator watched Chu Hao appear in the mirror, smiled proudly, and transformed into a fortune teller, swaggering out of the house, and disappeared into the night after a while.

Chop the grass and eradicate the roots, there is a lesson from the past to win Chu, you can't let Chu Feng survive, this woman is a good knife, she can hurt the enemy and hurt herself, it's better to break it.

Chu Feng didn't know what had happened in the house, looked around the golden hall triumphantly, and walked out of the hall with a chuckle.

The more charming phoenix eyes against the background of the fat powder fell on Zhao Mi, with frost in her eyes, and between the opening and closing of her apricot mouth, her voice was as soft as a piano but had a power that could not be disobeyed.

"Father-in-law Zhao, seeing that the elders of the Sect should have hidden enough, what will they say later, how to say it, there is no need for the guidance of the palace, right?"

Zhao Mi bowed slightly, extremely humble, and did not reveal the hidden edge in his heart.

This matter has nothing to do with him, and everyone else is in charge.

The wind and snow are snowy, drunk and dreaming of death, the noble son does not know the worries, and the businesswoman does not know the hatred of the country. Mr.'s poems are always the same.

"Hahaha! Don't worry, Gonggong Zhao is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, and he is a great person!"

The gap opened again, and the scholar Chu Qi walked out, dressed in brocade clothes, smiling and smiling, speaking softly, knocking Zhao Mi quietly.

Zhao Mi saluted more humbly, still silent.

Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses.

If there is no spring trip to the temple, Chu Hao should be the queen, although Ying Chu does not say it, but Zhao Mi knows that although there are countless beauties in the three palaces and six courtyards, the queen in His Majesty's heart is always Chu Hao.

However, the king is intentional, the goddess is unintentional, a hexagram solution, Chu Feng is determined to marry Ying Mo, the mountain alliance and the sea swear, secretly poison the serial chain, Your Majesty is still too merciful, if you kill this poisonous woman, you may have lost today's right and wrong!

Chu Feng didn't know what Zhao Mi was thinking, and seeing him groveling, he was in a good mood, turned around to look at Chu Qihua, and said softly: "Father, is everything done over there by the sect elder?"

The journey is thousands of miles, and the further is to be the peak, the night before the dawn is approaching is the deepest and darkest, they have not succeeded, and there is a final threshold.

Luoyang, with a thousand sword cultivation, the battle outside the city can be seen clearly and clearly.

A word of life and death, the sword moves the sky, if it is not necessary, Chu Hao really does not dare to be an enemy of Luoyang.

Chu Qihua chuckled and stroked his white beard, Zhizhu in his hand, Chengzhu in his chest, scattered all his family wealth for the success or failure of today, no matter what he used to be, not to mention the future, this night, all the elders of the ancestral hall only recognize the holy decree and do not recognize people!

As long as the ancestral hall admits it, coupled with the support of the powerful people in the DPRK, the law does not blame the public, the whole world is black, and he wins the monologue, even if he has the ability to open the heavens in Luoyang, as long as he does not want to destroy the Qin State, he will never dare to kill recklessly.

"Let's go! Mo'er, Ying Zheng committed a crime of poisoning the emperor, and he had long nights and dreams. ”

Chu Qihua said softly, handed the holy decree to Zhao Mi, and reached out to hold the jade seal and put it in his daughter's hand.

This thing can control the luck of the Qin State, and if something happens, the daughter will be alive.

Chu Feng nodded, glanced at the overjoyed Ying Mo, quietly put away the jade seal, and quickly followed behind Ying Mo.

When the sky was bright and the moon was shining, Chu Qihua helped Ying Mo to climb into Luan, and the group of four people had their own hearts and went straight to the city gate.

Luan drove and won in front of him, and he didn't wait for Zhao Mi's "Your Majesty has arrived", he was silent on the surface, and his heart was surging with murder, constantly telling himself that this old thing is still useful now, and it will be left for after he takes the throne......

Zhao Mi groveled, as a cultivator, he could feel the fleeting killing opportunity of Win Mo, but he didn't care, Win Mo's life was not much, and he couldn't live for a moment or a half.

There are many stupid things in the world, and there must be miscalculations and unknowns.

Kunlun is not a black and white world, and Luoyang is not a Bodhisattva with compassion in Lingshan, he doesn't use his mouth to speak, he uses a sword!

Ying Mo stepped off the Luan Driver, stepped on the minion's feet and used a few more force, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Ying Zheng raised his head, and the uncle and nephew confronted each other from afar.

The splendid dragon robe and the dyed red plain clothes are clearly distinguished, and the hundreds of officials who have disappeared appear one by one to stand around Luanjia, Win Mo is even more imposing, and he shouts loudly: "Win Zheng, you use the ancestral weapon in vain, collude with foreign enemies to kill the first king, in vain as a son of man, the crime is extremely evil, left and right, take it down for me!"

The two generals behind him strode forward to capture Yingzheng, and the poisonous needles in the fingers of their palms shone coldly.

"Presumptuous!"

The commander of the Jade Dragon Army, He Li, broke off his voice sharply, and the horizontal knife was immediate, and the murderous aura was surging, and the enemy did not want to retreat from the enemy to conquer and regain the lost territory.

Lao Wang's bones are not cold, how can he smile under Jiuquan?

Ying Zheng slowly put down Ying Chu's body, his eyes were about to split, he put down his kindness, reached out and pulled out his long sword, his voice was cold, and he ordered ten directions.

"The troubled times are repeated, and you are not to blame for the past when all the times are gone...... Otherwise, Ling Chi will be executed, the nine clans will be killed, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

Win Mo sneered, Luoyang was silent, half of the civil and military officials were on his side, and the clan elders were secretly helping, what did Ying Chu do to fight with him?

I really thought I was the King of Qin, with nine clans, no chickens and dogs, and full of nonsense!

"Kill!"

Under the order of Win Mo, now he just wants to kill Ying Zheng, and he just wants to sit on the throne, as for what the Jade Dragon Army will take to defend Xianyang, he has never thought about it.

He Li raised his sword, murderous Yasei, strode forward to protect in front of Ying Zheng, and asked left and right: "The Jade Dragon Army dares to fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

......

Seeing that the enemy's morale was like a rainbow, Qin Mo hurriedly opened his mouth and promised heavy benefits.

"The army listens to the order, and the one who kills the enemy bravely will be rewarded with ten thousand gold!