The fierce battle was in full swing, the sound was like rolling thunder, the innocent clouds broke from time to time, the old horses of the caravan neighed, and the cry became more urgent, and the coachman held the reins tightly, and took out the short knife from behind the quilt and held it in his hand, and it was like an arrow.

This dog's business, as long as you finish this trip, you will never do it again, licking blood on the tip of the knife, so it is comfortable to have a wife and children on the hot kang head?

"A hundred ghosts cry grievances!"

An edict caused the sky to be dark, and a large group of ink clouds gathered in one place, swallowing up the bright brilliance of Haori, and the yin wind roared angrily, and the ghost cried loudly.

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes, transmitted the sound into the secret, and said: "The clouds and mist are all around, take five steps back, move the empty talisman, always take care of your heart when holding the sword against the enemy, silently recite the pure mantra, and never stop!"

"Forget yourself and keep one, six great determinations, empty spells, diseases!"

The fragments of streamers are connected into a piece, the evil ghost Yayoi, complaining of evil words and evil words, the Kunlun disciples are unmoved, raising their swords and slashing, and they are rampant.

The banquet in the painting pavilion was dispersed, and the food made by Xiao Yezi was really delicious, but the monks had more meat and less meat, and over time, the more than 20 people in the house had gradually clashed.

Luoyang took advantage of the chaos to escape to the Xianzhou Canteen, compared with the two, although the Xianzhou Canteen is not good in taste but better than the quantity, compared to a small banquet where a chicken can only get a few pieces of meat, how to eat there is cool.

Lingyu followed behind Luoyang as always, Luoyang fled and he fled, the master let him follow Luoyang, what did Luoyang do, what did he do, the teacher was strong, and it was a practice to keep the truth from the false.

In the dusk of the sun, Luoyang once again opened the green leaf bead curtain, and the hustle and bustle of the dining hall was in the ears, and several familiar high-rollers waved their hands to Luoyang, signaling Luoyang to sit down.

Luoyang looked at Lingyu, and when he saw that he didn't care, he happily sat down, knocked on the empty table, and said, "Brother Sun, have you ordered it?"

The burly man shook his head with a smile, and the scholar who danced lightly gathered the paper fan and said with a smile: "We have been waiting for you for a long time, and we want to pick up your thin noodles and rub some of them that you can't usually eat." ”

Luoyang chuckled silently, waved his hand to the busy Xiao Er, there is a way that the popularity of the rivers and lakes is the fate of the rice, there are endless fireworks in the world in this eating and drinking, and the broken sword needs this fireworks.

The wind and clouds drift by, the wine and food are on the table, the color and fragrance are complete, although it is not as good as the unique taste of the world cooked by small leaves, but it is better than the amount of pipes is enough, and the temporary tongue satisfaction is far less than the steadfastness brought by the full stomach for a long time.

Luoyang didn't know what Lingyu thought, but it was expected to be almost the same, looking at the appearance of eating, although it was chewing slowly, but the chopsticks were not slow for half a minute, and the nearby dishes had already eaten up half of the dishes.

With a crisp hum, the very handsome falcon swept across the bead curtain and silently landed on the scholar's shoulder, carefully sharpening its fingers and claws, and two soft whistles, which attracted the amazement of a group of high rollers.

Luoyang Tonglingyu really didn't care, and continued to gobble up, the scholar gradually narrowed his eyes, his expression changed, and he called to Luoyang: "Brother Luo, according to the information that the people below inadvertently obtained, the brother of your faction encountered an ambush near the Chu Realm, and I am afraid that the formation is ready to kill you, do you want to take a look, Xiaoyin can show you the way." ”

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, put down the chopsticks in his hand, grabbed it with his hand, and ran out with the white falcon, acting vigorously and resolutely without hesitation.

Lingyu put down the chopsticks, raised the chopsticks again, and put down the chopsticks after thinking about it.

The five qi realms have been killed, what realm can stop Luoyang? If the Great Luo Realm doesn't make a move, although the six realms are big, where can't Luoyang go?

But there are some eye-catching guys on this boat should also be cleaned up, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and King Ming looked angry, if he didn't make a gesture, when Xiao Yezi had enough in the future, there would be a lot of trouble.

"Lead the way, quick!"

Out of the ship, Luoyang let go of the white falcon, the sword light was in the sky, a person and a bird fled quickly, some evil cultivators on the board of the ship squinted their eyes, chuckled and raised their palms, and before they could urge the talisman A golden bright light collided head-on, and the group turned dizzy, wailing that the immortal boat was pressed down by the Buddha's light, and his body was shattered.

"Amitabha, donors, the little monk's heart is good, do you want to evacuate here, or do you want to be like the donor, the little monk was knocked down from the fairy boat and died?"

The monk chuckled and stood in place, the monk's robe moved lightly, his eyes flashed with glazed flames, and the evil cultivator on the board of the ship narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment and stepped forward.

Seeing the lively people retreating silently, the brocade-clothed young man who walked out of the banquet picked up his long sword, pursed his lips and smiled, pinched the ice spirit needle, lowered his head and looked sideways, carefully covering the cruelty between his eyebrows.

Since you dare to do anything bad to him, let's die, the ice spirit needle has entered the body, and the moment of frozen spiritual power is very short, but under the siege of such a master, it is enough for Lingyu to die ten times!

The rivers and mountains flew back, Luoyang's speed was very fast, but the speed of the white falcon was even faster, and the Xunfeng was wrapped around it, and its wings moved lightly, allowing Luoyang to chase hard.

Through a long rain, there was a startling sound in the clouds, and although there was a thunder cover, it was still clearly captured by Luoyang.

"Avoid!"

The roar overpowered the thunder, and the falcon's wings flickered, turning in the wind, and the two sharp arrows missed, drowning in the hazy rain.

"Listen to Thunder!"

After the light thunder sting, the drizzle falls on the plum sky, listen to the thunder sword to understand the sting, take the meaning of the stinging season, the sword is like rolling thunder, and the ten directions are called.

The sword light flashed, the immeasurable sword qi rolled in the air, and a sword that poured out most of Luoyang's spiritual power cut through the clouds and rain, and the wisps of light fell, and the potholes and puddles in the mountains were more bloody, reflecting the endless white flames.

The white falcon wandered in the wisps of soft light, raised its head to the sky and chirped softly, and flapped its wings away again.

Luoyang chuckled and hooked the corners of his mouth, the sword followed behind him, about the scene of Zhu Xiang, the void full of yin wind came into view, Luoyang stopped Sauvignon Blanc, urged the night concealment technique to collect the traces, and looked at the Kunlun disciples who were desperately fighting with the enemy, as if he saw his former self.

Killing is an unavoidable obstacle in practice, just like the old saying, "People are harmless to the tiger's heart, and the tiger is harmful." ”

Gods, demons, demons and demons are far more fierce and cunning than the most ferocious tigers, they want to grow up, they want to survive the Six Realms War that will break out at some point in the future, and being ruthless is just their first lesson, and if they want to be a cautious, brave, and qualified sword cultivator who can always keep themselves in the position of hunters, this group of little guys is still far behind!

"Uncle Junior...... It's fast enough. ”

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the void where Luoyang was hiding, it was a place where he could have an overview of the entire battlefield, and no matter which side was in trouble, he could support him as soon as possible.

This battlefield is only a few miles away, whether it is an evil ghost or an evil cultivator, the sword that can block Luoyang?

"Hooked, good, let's start the next step!"

The sloppy old man gently dropped a stone, and dozens of evil cultivators escaped from the void, and the Kunlun disciples, who had the upper hand, suddenly fell into the downwind.