The converging bells and drums rose again, and the seven or eight dancing girls came from outside the hall to the clouds, graceful dancing, wide sleeves flowing clouds, and all the top seemed to have forgotten that the secret realm of Jiuding was about to move.

Nanmo was also involved, mingling with these guys with ulterior motives.

The mellow aroma of wine in front of him is intoxicating, and the graceful dancing from a distance makes people linger, and the orchestra is noisy, but Zixuan is not vulgar, meditating behind the table with his eyes closed, watching his breathing evenly, and his expression naturally knows that he has already settled.

Yang Tianfeng looked at Zixuan, drank a glass of wine into his stomach, and couldn't help nodding secretly, full of admiration.

All the cultivators here can do this, but no one does it.

It is said that the immortal road is unstoppable, but Zixuan has been gone for thousands of years, why hasn't it come to an end?

Now, the barrier to the top of the road is clearly visible, is they wrong, or is he wrong?

In the past half an hour of duplicitous laughter, Yang Tianfeng glanced at Nan Mo, who was a little drunk, chuckled and crushed a jade talisman, raised his wine glass to "Midnight", and toasted from afar, wondering if Luoyang dared to gamble.

The empty wine glass was put down, and the secret forest suddenly burst into light, and it was difficult to be noticed if he didn't want to, Luoyang, who was close to the mountains, still did not look back, but took a step towards the knife mountain.

The sound of drinking, bells and drums, and light dancing dissipated at the same time, and the hall fell silent, staring at the back of the scholar, and there were three phases in his heart.

If you can go up the mountain, if you can set foot in the Forbidden Palace, if you can get that sword with condensed luck, if you can get the luck of Dingxia......

As if to verify Zixuan's words, the moment Luoyang stepped on the mountain road, the plain white sword qi fluttered up, like a storm sweeping along the coast, in this storm, there was really no difference between scholars and the same broken leaf.

"Midnight" retreated down the mountain in embarrassment, a few peonies bloomed on his clothes, crimson and dazzling, kneeling on one knee and gasping for a long time, and stepped forward again, unlike the previous time, this time the sword hidden in the sheath was out of the sheath.

The sword is the enemy, the sword is more turbulent, the young man's expression is more stubborn, dancing the sword while walking, the Haoran Sword Sutra of the academy has three thousand styles, each style has been tempered thousands of times, as if it has been practiced countless times.

Liu Taihe's conviction in his heart was shaken again, he drank all the glass of wine, and when he put down the glass, the young man rolled down from the mountain again, fifteen steps, fifteen swords, and fifteen swords.

The arms, shoulders, and back gradually turned red, and "Midnight" did not rush forward, sat down cross-legged, and got up again after a long time, and walked thirty steps sideways before being cut down the mountain.

There was another long silence, he took another step, took a hundred and fifty steps, instinctively took the one hundred and fifty-one step, but the spirit sword in his hand collapsed.

The sword was broken, and naturally it couldn't stop the knife, Luoyang grinned and got up, took a pill, looked up angrily, and was about to turn around and leave, when the disciple of the Four Seas Alliance who sent the jade talisman flew over, waved his hand and took out a spirit sword, which was aqua blue, much better than what Kong Zhou gave.

"Thank you. ”

Luoyang bowed to the young man, turned around, his eyes burned with heat, and strode forward, fifteen steps, thirty steps, one hundred and fifty steps, two hundred steps, and three hundred steps, the spirit sword was broken again, and the young man would inevitably fall down the mountain.

The disciples of the Four Seas Alliance, who had been prepared, stepped forward to support Luoyang, took advantage of the situation to explore the reality and reality, sensed the impenetrable spiritual power, patted Luoyang on the shoulder, and took out a spiritual sword, smiling "innocently", like a brother next door.

Luoyang saluted again, and was about to step up the mountain, turned to the disciples of the Four Seas Alliance and saluted again, blushing on his cheeks and near his earlobes, "Dare to ask Brother Tai if you can give me a few more spirit swords, and when I go out, I will definitely return them!"

The disciple of the Four Seas Alliance pointed to his mouth and chuckled silently, but he took out five spirit swords and handed them to Luoyang, one was better than the other.

Luoyang saluted again, mobilized spiritual power to hold up the spirit sword, stepped up the mountain, and the disciples of the Four Seas Alliance also took the opportunity to crush the spirit rune that undoubtedly symbolized.

Four hundred and fifty steps of the sword was broken, Luoyang took a step back to replace the spirit sword, and the six hundred and thirty steps of the spirit sword was folded again......

After walking three thousand steps, the sword style was exhausted, and there was still a small half of the tortuous mountain road, Luoyang waved his sword to block the sword qi, calmly drifted back in the mountains, and sighed at the high mountains, "I'm not as good as him, if I have five thousand swords......"

Saying that, Luoyang shook his head, saluted the disciples of the Four Seas Alliance, and said very sincerely: "Thank you brother for your help, when you go out, I will return you ten spirit swords." ”

After saying that, Luoyang smashed a spirit talisman, Yang Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, glanced at Nan Nuo, who was under control, and "Nan Nuo", who was about to be killed, secretly pinched his handprint, intending to erase Luoyang's talisman.

It's a pity that he was a step too late, a green bamboo was knocked down in the air, and Yang Tianfeng, who was pinching his handprint, stretched out his palm like a student, facing the hot pain in his palm, and his face was full of unworthy respect, "I've seen Mr. Big, student Meng Lang." ”

Fu Mi nodded, glanced at the right and wrong in the secret realm, and said: "My student is not Luoyang, and his family did not die from horse bandits, there is another hidden secret, if the alliance leader is free, he may wish to check the death of Dong Mu in Fengxia City......"

Yang Tianfeng nodded, turned over his hand and took out a spirit sword, and said: "Qi seniors have relics, Luoyang has a heavenly sword, but Midnight Master and nephew have no spirit sword in hand, I want to give this ghost dream to Midnight, please ask Mr. to transfer it on my behalf." ”

"Hahaha, what a dream, I thanked the alliance leader on behalf of my disciple. ”

Fu Mi hugged his fists and saluted, looked at Zixuan, looked at Nan Mo, let out a cold snort, appeared outside the hall with his sleeves, grabbed Luoyang to the front with his hands, and did not wait for the young man to thank Yang Tianfeng, and took him back to the bamboo forest.

At the moment of leaving, the young man's grateful expression turned into doubts about the teacher's move, and this detailed and real change of feelings made Yang Tianfeng and others shake again, this stupid and unsophisticated nerd is really Luoyang?

Fang Cai was clearly used as a knife under the secret realm mountain, and giving him the spirit sword was also for him to open the way for climbing the mountain, so he still wanted to thank the book village Chinese

Is it a slow response or really don't understand, is it a nerd or has another calculation, is it midnight or Luoyang?

Everyone couldn't figure it out, so they could only arrange for the disciples in the secret realm to withdraw, Yang Tianfeng looked at Nanmo quietly, and turned to look at the secret realm, it is impossible for Luoyang not to pay attention to this, this big drama, the female character is still there, although the male character may have left, but it may not be impossible to continue acting.

Thinking about it, several disciples of the Four Seas Alliance blocked the portal, and all the disciples lined up to withdraw in an orderly manner, Nan Nuo was squeezed to the back in a bad mood, and was about to fly out of the portal, when the disciples guarding the door burst out and printed two palm thunders.

Everything was just right as it was, Nan Nuo fell into the void, and the mist rose like a heavy moonlight, soft with dead silence, only if it was swallowed, it would be ten thousand knives rising and falling, and it would never die.

Nan Nuo flew slower and slower, the fog spread faster and faster, Luoyang still didn't make a move, but Nan Mo couldn't wait, he dodged and took Nan Nuo out of the secret realm, carefully protected it in his arms, and then flew to Zi Xuan's side, a shadow escaped from Zi Xuan's side, and stabbed Nan Nuo with a sword.

"Presumptuous!"

Luoyang's sword is full of decisive killing opportunities, Nan Mo angrily reached out his palm, grabbed the shallow shadow, and then turned around, a fine rain of light fluttered up, still falling towards Nan Nuo.

Unlike before, this sword was very ordinary, but Nan Mo didn't dare to regard it as normal, turned around to avoid this sword, felt the sword blade cut just right, and consciously avoided it, and turned around to block Nan Nuo behind him, but just hit the sword finger that poked out the shadow.

Hui Jian Wuhua, so that Nan Mo couldn't help but be in a trance, and when he returned to his senses, Luoyang had already disappeared into the ghost gate with Nan Nuo in his arms, and the clouds were quiet.

"Zixuan, you're just looking at it like that?"

Zixuan opened his mouth and was about to speak, his eyes rolled and he fainted, and there were more than a dozen sword marks on his chest, which was shocking.

Everyone panicked, and Yang Tianfeng couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Nan Mo who was furious, knowing that this old demon emperor didn't expect that Fang Cai's sparse and ordinary sword light rain could actually hurt Zi Xuan so badly.

Being able to deceive Nanmo's sword, Luoyang has taken a big step forward!

"Lord Yang Meng, Luoyang is a member of your human race, and Nan Nuo is also missing in the world, I don't care what means you use, within three days, if you can't find Nan Nuo, don't blame my demon clan for being capricious!"

Nan Mo said coldly, without waiting for Yang Tianfeng to speak, he took Zixuan back to the palace, casually threw the pretending sword fairy to the ground, and said coldly: "Tell me, what did the rabbit cub tell you?"

"He said that he was going to take Nan Nuo to the underworld, and the medicine girl of the medicine valley told him about Meng Po Tang before she died. ”

"Meng Po Tang?" Nan Mo looked at the grinning sword immortal, let out a long breath, and continued: "You don't know what Meng Po Tang is, can that thing save Nan Nuo?" Or do you really believe that the so-called human imminent death, his words are also good?"

"I don't know, but it could be a medicine ......"

"Medicine?"

Nan Mo was stunned for a moment, his consciousness dispersed, and sure enough, Chu Qi was gone, and the stool full of spell patterns was taken away, and Nan Li was still intoxicated and gentle in the countryside!

"Rebel!"

With anger burning in his heart, Nan Mo raised his palm angrily, put down his scruples about the royal face, and blamed all the mistakes on Zi Xuan, without waiting for his actions, dozens of magic circles fell layer upon layer, making Nan Mo also feel the anger of being expelled from his territory by outsiders.

Mo Yan continued to bombard the sword array, and for a long time, the old demon emperor who had completely calmed down walked into the hall with a wine jug, drinking and singing, wanting to disturb the peace and quiet, but found that Zi Xuan was indifferent at all, making Nan Mo crazy again.

"Tell me, how do you know the prescription for the Nine Wonders Elixir?"

Zi Xuan opened her eyes slowly, smiled lightly, didn't care about Nan Mo's madness, and muttered in a low voice, her tone full of resentment that she looked down on.

"The incomplete unilateral party is known to the world, what I don't know is only the refining technique and a few kinds of medicinal materials, as long as you are not a fool, who can't remember it if you look at it once?"

"Bastard, bastard!"

Nan Mo threw away the wine jug, and scolded angrily at the top of his throat, Zixuan seemed to have not heard it, closed his eyes calmly, and the corners of his mouth that kept raising exposed the falsehood of this calm.

"Is that kid in Luoyang sure, if he can't cure the glutinous glutinous, Lao Tzu will skin him and cramp his tendons......"

"If you don't dare to do it, don't pretend. ”

"Zixuan, I'll fight with you, fight!"

Nanmo couldn't hold back any longer, and swung his fist at Zixuan, and the burst of light shone brightly, reaching the end of the world and moving the void.

"You can't do it inside, so I want to try outside, but I'm afraid it will take a lot of strength to fix the formation, so, I'm sorry Lou ......"

Zixuan's transmission sounded in his ears, Nan Mo looked at the Jiuding Secret Realm that was getting closer and closer, he didn't dare to hold it up, and did his best to blast out a punch, a formation disk flashed out of thin air in the furious Demon Yan, and the outermost Nine Mountains Lock Cloud Array was annihilated by the Demon Yan and the divine light, but the Qianlian Hanging Sun Array inside turned into a streamer and attached to the nine-colored glow outside the secret territory.

All of this is covered by Moyan, and the gods are unaware, except for Zixuan and Nanmo, no one can be sure that Zixuan will leave a wonderful pen here.

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