The warm sun is gone, the clear sky is gloomy, the black clouds are rolled into a whirlpool, the pressure is extremely low, and the bright purple electricity flashes from time to time in the center, and the rolling thunder can be heard for thousands of miles.

The Kunlun disciples' eyes widened in horror, not because of the thunder, nor because of the appearance of the awakened existence under the underground palace, but because the little uncle who never knew how to retreat took a step back!

Roar!

Nan Nuo took a step forward, pursed his lips, and just wanted to open his mouth A low roar came from under the underground palace, and for a while the three-headed drought fish jumped out of the ground, the mountain collapsed, and the tall trees fell all over the ground, but they still stubbornly refused to be corroded.

The broken leaves were wrapped in dust and scurryed in the air, like a frightened rabbit, and the sound of low footsteps came, and a small beast stepped out of the dense fog, and the moment it appeared, all the Kunlun disciples lost their minds and became lambs to be slaughtered.

Luoyang frowned, took a step forward, and stood in front of everyone, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

This battle was very similar to the battle between him and Qu Yang, the difference was that he was a Sanhua cultivator, but his opponent had a strong strength and immortal body comparable to Da Luo.

The corpse turned into a wolf, and the sky no longer rained where it went, and it was dead for thousands of miles.

Over the years, the lu has become a calf, shaped like a rabbit, the tips of the ears are long, the body is only a foot long but can fight the dragon, and the three dragons and two Jiao can fight single-handedly and still have spare strength.

The little beast in front of you is the dragon, the emperor of zombies, the creature standing at the apex.

"Terran, raise your sword and kill yourself, so that you can die happily. ”

He opened his mouth, and the voice came into everyone's ears, Nan Nuo and Liu Yan's eyes flashed with flames, and the hard-won Qingming did not last long before it was banned by the gods, and like the rest of the disciples, they pulled out their swords like puppets......

Luo Yang bit the tip of his tongue hard, and gently turned his wrist, the heavenly sword suddenly burst out with a soft sound, and everyone came back to their senses, looking at the sword blade that had pulled out more than three points in their hands, they felt a chill on their backs, and they didn't know when the cold sweat had soaked their robes.

"Huijian, there are not many people who can do this this in these years, young man, you are a little interesting, the sword in your hand is here, give him to me, I can let you go." ”

Qian opened his mouth again, this time only transmitting sound to Luoyang, and compared with other small characters, he was more interested in the human race in front of him.

The vicissitudes of life, the sword is an old sword, but the people are not the old people, but it is a bit disappointing.

Luoyang's eyes swept over Luoyang without scruples, Luoyang was also looking at Luoyang, was silent for a while, and casually threw the Heavenly Sword to Luoyang, and said: "Since the seniors want it, please ask the seniors to take it." ”

The sound fell, the Heavenly Sword was already approaching, and he looked at the plain white sword carefully, confirmed that there was no problem, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his slender-looking front claws to grab the Heavenly Sword.

Not surprisingly, the Heavenly Sword burst out with plain white sword light, annihilating everything around it in an instant.

The dazzling glow was extremely dazzling, Luoyang glanced at the drought that was moving with the trend, threw the sleeping beast to Nan Nuo, who looked nervous, and said: "Take them to hide in the Heavenly Banner of the Four Poles, and leave here first!"

Nan Nuo nodded, the devil was ethereal, everyone was shrouded in the flag, and the purple rhyme flashed, sweeping into the distance.

Several big hands that leaned out of the ground grabbed the air, snorted coldly, and crawled out of the ground little by little by Mingyao's sword light, shaking the dust on their furs, looking not embarrassed at all.

"I said that this sword can't recognize the Lord at will, it turns out that it's really you, through the sword just now, I think of it all, I think of it all!"

Hearing this tone full of anger, Luo Yang couldn't help frowning, gestured with his sword, withdrew the heavenly sword and slashed out an arc of light in the air, forcing the three droughts who were about to move back.

The front paws that were off the ground were not put down, and he slowly straightened up his curved and powerful back, and changed into a human form under Luoyang's gaze.

Bronze complexion, eight feet long, shirtless, arms as thick as ordinary thighs, thighs like ordinary waists, shoulders bulging, solid muscles like copper hammer iron, containing the power of explosion.

He has short hair, a square face, two thick eyebrows tightly together, a low nose bridge, thick lips, and two lower fangs that naturally stretch out along the corners of his mouth.

"Well, can I make you remember something?"

The voice came to Luoyang's ears, but Luoyang didn't answer in a hurry, and hurriedly urged the instantaneous step to avoid the heavy punch that he struck.

Wherever the fist fell, the invisible power withered and decayed, and the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed where it passed, and a distant peak into the clouds was knocked down and disappeared under the action of the invisible power.

Luoyang's eyes were half-open and half-closed, staring at the Qi that appeared three feet away in front of him at some point, and before he could speak, he heard the sound again.

"I don't think of anything when you look like this, it's disgusting, shit-like stuff!"

The fist fell, and several mountains fell, Luoyang relied on the flexibility of this instantaneous shadow step and the wrong shadow technique to wander among countless fists, and finally grasped the opportunity for a long time, and handed out a sword to listen to the thunder.

The sword moves and thunders, and the evil spirits in all directions are suppressed.

He didn't dodge, let the extremely bright sword light slash on his chest, his body shook, and he smashed into Luoyang's shoulder with a punch.

A sword for a punch, no loss.

Luoyang was blasted into the mountains, retreating and the flesh continued to heal, glanced at the empty dome, forcibly stabilized his body, and crossed the sword in front of him, vigilant and waiting.

The breath of the drought fish gradually faded away, and the direction was to chase the four poles of the Heavenly Banner, and the breath of the dragon still could not be detected, as if it did not exist at all.

Crossing the mountains and rivers, Nan Nuo carefully controlled the magic flag, the sky suddenly sank, turning into a little starlight, and the hilly-sized Xuanwu opened his mouth and spit out a streamer towards the four poles of the heavenly flag.

"Escape!"

Nan Nuo hurriedly avoided it, Xuan Bing laughed and turned into a human form, and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness Nan Nuo, this road is different!"

The breath of the drought was approaching, Nan Nuo panicked, worried about the safety of Kunlun's disciples, and lost his square inch for a while, and was about to open his mouth to ask when he was stopped by Gu Chen.

"It's useless, change directions!"

Nan Nuo was stunned, turned to leave, and didn't go far before the Peng bird spread its wings, and the immeasurable wind blade fell in the long roar, stirring the four poles of the Heavenly Banner and shaking continuously, and some disciples with poor cultivation fell into a piece.

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes, smelled the smell of conspiracy, and said to the pale-faced Nan Nuo: "Let's go back and find Uncle Xiao, the surroundings around here may be blocked, even if there is a road left, it is a dead end!"

"Okay, listen to you!"

Nan Nuo did not refuse, and when the four poles of the Heavenly Banner turned into a purple arc of light, they turned back the same way, and the drought fish turned around at the same time, swimming in the land, chasing after it.

Through the clouds and mist, the bright purple light was close, and Luoyang only glanced at it, and his fist had already fallen!

Luoyang has not learned any defensive swordsmanship, and the only swordsmanship with some defense is the Chaos Qinglian Sword, but there is not enough time.

"Broken!"

The sword was traceless, the shadows were in pairs, the light and dark sword light slashed at the front chest and back of the sword, Luoyang was also blown high, his clothes were broken, his bones were broken, and his body with broken meridians continued to shine and heal his injuries.

The sword disappeared again, Luoyang slowly got up, looked around, and could clearly know the direction of the sword through the shadow and the hidden Heavenly Sword Intent.

There is the only way for the magic flag, and you can only choose one with the magic flag!

When the streamer fell, Luoyang did not hesitate to catch the magic flag, and his fist also fell at the right time.

The sword intent hidden on his shoulder and back exploded, his fist slowed down a little, and Luoyang took advantage of this situation to slash out a sword again, bringing up the golden light in the sky, spreading out the fireworks in the world, and showing the fierce heavenly sword.

The immovable mountain took three steps back, looked at Luoyang and smiled, Luoyang struggled to get up, looked at Luoyang and smiled, one punch for one sword, this scene is the first experience but a little familiar.

"Xiao Er, let's stop here this time, eat more, next time it's not so simple!"

With a snatch of his hand, he tore through the void and directly grabbed the drought fish in the Four Poles Heavenly Banner, returned to the beast body, and disappeared between the mountains arrogantly with the four burly drought fish.

Luoyang covered his shoulders and got up slowly, leaving a black paw print on the place where the attack on his shoulder had been made, and it disappeared after a while.

Gu Chen nervously put it on Luoyang's wrist, felt it carefully, let out a sigh of relief, and said to the frowning people: "Don't worry, it's not a corpse poison curse, it's just a mark, I think the little uncle has a relationship with this one." ”

Everyone's hanging hearts finally let go, Nan Nuo stepped forward, took out a white robe to help Luoyang put it on, the movements were gentle, and it was no different from the little woman who took care of her husband in the same world.

With life and death, and weal and bene, the princess of the demon clan in front of her is still very far away, but Song Zidie and the others shook their heads in unison, laughing at their former paranoia, and felt that there was nothing wrong with Uncle Xiao liking her.

Let go of all the fierceness and coldness, and give you one of all the gentleness, such Nanno is really worth liking.

Outside the Void Realm, the Mirror Lake is as calm as ever, and all kinds of elves dance in the sun, not knowing what to worry about.

On the criss-crossing table, a ball of grass fell, the stones were exhausted, and the sloppy Taoist was dissatisfied with everything on the table, looking at the back of the Heavenly Master for an instant, and the anger in his heart disappeared.

"It's just a piece of wood, it's not a big deal......"

The Heavenly Master said softly, and his eyes turned to the mirror lake to see Tang Ziwei who was sitting in the cave and practicing.

What is in front of him is just a small defeat against Kunlun, but then he can get a big victory over the Heavenly Palace, no matter whether he succeeds in taking the Jade Emperor or not, the Heavenly Palace will be able to return to control again sooner or later, and the layout of Chen Yu and Longcheng will fall short!

"I think it is necessary to get rid of this Li Qinyue, this son is thoughtful and not much different from Luoyang's sword blade, no matter how big or small, he can count everything, and in the future, he will become a big trouble!"

The sloppy Taoist approached the river, and the heavenly master said that it was no big deal that it was no big deal, and the immediate failure could be put down, but the future failure must be avoided, no matter what, the dead Li Qinyue was better than the alive.

The mirror lake was rippling, and the Heavenly Master gently flicked the fishing rod, throwing a bubble that reflected the colorful brilliance to the sloppy Taoist, and said softly: "There has never been a shortage of characters like Xiang Li Qinyue in the world, there will always be the next one if you kill one, and you can't finish killing it, instead of changing an unfamiliar opponent, it is better to find a way to damage the current opponent." ”

"How can it be damaged, that kid is hiding in the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Formation, and he looks like an old king more than me!"

"Hahaha, the so-called heroes are sad and beautiful, if you don't talk about the end of the sword, the world will be calm for a long time, Kunlun will start in the spring next year, Kunlun will inevitably recruit disciples, and our opportunity will come. ”

"So, Butterfly Purple Foam ......"

"If we don't do it, Cao Qingfan will not be idle, and Donghuang Fang Shuo will not be idle, so let Butterfly Zimo cooperate with them, but it is just an outcast, and it is not bad to change two chess players. ”