Above the flying clouds, one person and one demon are in full swing.

Under the flying clouds, Qian Lingzi carefully lurked among the canopies, half of his face hidden under the hood, playing with the delicate bone whistle, and looking at the situation in the mountains through the dense branches of green leaves.

"Ou Que, lead the spirit array to lure Wu Chen out, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the lonely monkeys will jump out. ”

"Okay, be careful yourself. ”

Ou Que put down the glittering array plate in his hand, laughed playfully, and there was a little vivid worry in his words, Ni Yuzi, who was playing with the candle flame, couldn't help but chuckle secretly, silently admiring Ou Que's despicability and shamelessness, and his heart was different.

"Don't worry, I know it. ”

Qian Lingzi didn't notice the difference between the two of them, Xu was touched by Ou Que's advice, and there was a little less coldness and hardness in the voice of the reply.

Ou Que recalled the change in Qian Lingzi's tone, pursed his lips disdainfully, tilted his head to look at Dan Yuzi who seemed to be smiling, "Tell them to do it, let's take a look at the essence of Kunlun." ”

Dan Yuzi nodded, and the jade rune transmitted, "Let's do it, each person who survives will have a bottle of Essence Pill, and each person who dies will have a bottle of Essence Pill." ”

The men, women and children who had been waiting for a long time outside the mountain had a glimmer of light in their eyes, and the empty forest paths gradually became lively, famous and nameless, all of them and their own factions, and thousands of people shouted and flocked to the top of Kunlun Mountain.

The flock of birds flew in fright, and the quiet sword mound was not to be outdone, and a big demon phantom was reflected in the thousands of sword sounds, with a six-zhang body and terrifying demon power.

The demonic qi surged, and Wu Chen, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai in the Yuyu Palace, hurriedly swept out of Qiongxiao Peak, urging the clouds and mist to hide the figure of the disciples seeking the Tao in the mountains, and swept back and forth into the sword mound with Fang Jingqi in a hurry.

Qian Lingzi watched Wu Chen enter the sword mound, paused a little, turned around and went straight into Kunlun.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and there are wolves outside the mountains, so he just took advantage of this to kill Xue Qingrou!

At this time, the crazy cultivator had already rushed up the Dongshan Trail and went straight to the ladder to the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Ou Que stared at the irrational cultivator in the projection, and secretly palpitated, and praised softly: "One person is an army, Danshi, it is really as feared as ever. ”

Ni Yuzi raised his hand and stroked his long white beard, smiling proudly.

Cultivation and heaven take their lives, those who don't have pills are looking forward to getting pills, and those who have pills don't mind having more pills, so the appeal of the Danshi has never changed.

The strong come and go as soon as they are called, this is the supreme charm of Dandao!

Outside Kunlun Mountain, a reed fell, and the golden light crossed the void for thousands of miles and fell on the Kunlun Mountainside in a blink of an eye.

Without waiting for everyone to see the brilliance, the dusty old monk was already sitting on the long bluestone steps, blocking everyone in front of him and protecting Kunlun Mountain behind him.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is dusty, and he is willing to guard this Dongshan path for Kunlun, and he will not die or retreat!"

The scholar who led the "group of heroes" raised his hand to stop everyone, looked up at the thin monk sitting in the mountains, and the names of the monks with heads and faces on the rivers and lakes flowed through their hearts, and there was no dust name among them.

Greedy for words, the scholar drew his sword and raised his arms and shouted, "Dead monk, meddle, kill me!"

Everyone cursed and rushed forward, laughing kindly, ignoring the evil words of the body, ignoring the sword light and sword shadow, and silently reciting the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, the dazzling Buddha light surging up like a wave, fixing everyone's sword magic weapons in mid-air.

The scholar looked left and right, and when he saw that no one was watching, he quietly left.

The rest of the "heroes" gestured to each other, knowing that this road was impassable, except for a few who were worried about the magic weapon, they all turned to the West Mountain.

The green leaves were rustling, and the hurried footsteps were scattering the birds, and before the scholars led the "heroes" to climb the west mountainside, there was a shout like a tiger roaring in the dense forest.

"This mountain is not opened by me, this tree is not planted by me, I want to pass by here, and leave a small life!"

The "group of heroes" followed the prestige, and on the rugged mountain road, there was a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a green cloth coat, a beard, and copper bell eyes, full of gangsterism, and domineering.

The legs are as thick as ordinary people's waists, the arms are like ordinary people's thighs, and the muscles are like copper casting, with sharp edges and corners. With both fists like hammers and a flick of his hands, the scholar and a few cultivators who rushed to kill close to him fell into the deep forest like a kite with a broken string, and the trees fell to pieces, and after a while, they were silent.

The forest fell into a dead silence in an instant, and the fierce bandits grinned at the heroes and looked at the top of Qiongxiao Peak, not caring about everyone's thoughts, and applauding Luoyang from time to time.

Above the clouds, I don't know how many times Nan Yi, who was repelled by Luoyang, rushed to Luoyang again without giving up.

Jin Ge staggered and tore at the dome, Luoyang and Nanyi retreated one after another, falling back and forth on the canopy, stepping on the branches of green leaves, carrying swords, staring at each other's eyebrows.

"You are a human, my sister is a demon, and people and demons are not separated!"

"What's my business?"

"You are not suitable, and there will be no good end to the hard work, so it is better to let go this morning and say goodbye. ”

"What's the matter with you?"

"Listen to people's advice to eat well, and those who know the times are Junjie, I am for your good!"

"Get out! It's as if Lao Tzu needs you to be good for me, and Lao Tzu is looking for a daughter-in-law, but you are not looking for a daughter-in-law!"

Luoyang roared and put away the Qiushui Sword, the treasure light flashed, the Sauvignon Blanc fell in his palm, and the blade roared softly, catering to the three-point killing machine between the master's calm eyebrows and eyes.

Unhappy, hiding the sword, watching the lively Qi Tianxiang temporarily put down the roast chicken, looking forward to the most exciting part of this dramatic competition.

Swords and swords, staggered by, a moment of victory and defeat, you live or die.

Old man Yang's sword is not as good as his sword, and it is worth looking forward to who is superior in the skills of the disciple now.

A few fallen leaves floated across the mountains and forests, and Luoyang and Nanyi let out a low roar at the same time, and rushed towards each other with their swords and swords.

The extremely brilliant sword light attracted everyone's attention, and the brilliance fell, Luoyang stood calmly with his back to Nan Yi, his hands raised flat, and little by little put the sword blade of Sauvignon Blanc Mingyao back into the scabbard.

The wind was gentle, and the cold iron war knife in Nan Yi's palm snapped in response, opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, knelt weakly among the grasses, looked down at his chest, the two sword marks were deep and the bones were visible, and the demon Yan was surging, and it was difficult to heal for a long time.

"Love the house and Wu, don't take my bias towards you as the capital of connivance, and next time, I will cut off your arm!"

The wind is moving, the flat boat is undulating, Qi Tianxiang is satisfied with the roast chicken, the wine is introduced, and the fierce appearance of his apprentice is looked at from afar, looking horizontally and vertically, and he can't bear to smile.

For Qi Tian Sword Immortal, Luoyang is not like a beast that chooses people to eat, but more like a little milk dog that protects food.

Showing his teeth and claws, he thinks he looks murderous, but in fact, he is cute and cute, and he is not scary at all.

Taking advantage of the bandits' distraction, the flying stiffness that had been hidden in the dense forest for a long time jumped into the air, with a black corpse qi, and went straight to Yuanchen Mountain.

The bandit's eyes slanted, and his big hand grabbed the flying stiffness that was difficult to hurt with ordinary magic weapons into powder.

"Luoyang Daoyou is domineering enough, a man enough, wait for the old ...... When I solve these cats and dogs, we two have to drink one, and we won't get drunk or go home!"

After saying that, the bandits tilted their heads to look at the "heroes" on the mountain road, their eyes were like fierce tigers, and they were so frightened that the "heroes" urged the magic weapon together, staring at the bandits and retreating.

"Look, if you don't get out, you're all going to die!"

With a low roar, he drank away the "heroes".

The timid and afraid of the dead fled all the way out of the mountain, and the greedy turned to the east mountain again, looking at the Buddha light all over the mountain, waiting for the opportunity to move.