The night was quiet, the immortal demon Yan flashed away under the starry sky, and the female demon who could not suppress the lovesickness secretly entered the Feiyun Palace, quietly turned over the windowsill, the red skirt flew, and tiptoed towards Luoyang, who was seriously drawing swords, whispering softly, with affection.

"Little thief, is it because you can't sleep so late because you can't sleep without me?"

Luoyang's palm shook, feeling crispy and numb, as if an electric current flashed around his body, he couldn't help but throw away the brush and hug Yiren, and whispered in his heart.

"I miss you so much, I miss you in the Feather Wonderland, I definitely miss you more than you think. ”

"Bragging, if you really think that I can still sit on the Diaoyutai like this?

Nan Nuo showed the domineering demeanor of the devil, hooked his lover's jaw with his jade fingers, and was full of expression between his eyebrows and eyes, close to him, and kissed him......

At the top of Qiongxiao Peak, the young patriarch looked at Ling Xiaofeng with one eye open and one eye closed, and suddenly heard that the sword light was approaching, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

"What's the matter, did any Qi Tianxiang get it back?"

"I haven't had time to look yet. ”

Wu Chen shook his head, took out the Sumeru ring, swept his divine sense, and dozens of Sumeru bags fell out of the Sumeru ring.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled, the situation in the Feather Immortal Realm was self-evident, presumably the land had been leveled, and those foreign geniuses might not have received any benefits, and maybe they had been blackmailed.

"This time there is finally medicine, how is Jingqi's side, are you ready? Time is running out. ”

"Don't worry, Patriarch, I guarantee that they will never come back!"

In the Xuance City Temple, the six sons of Ji Wei, who were sitting cross-legged, opened their eyes at the same time, turned their hands and took out the dogwood jade ornament in their arms, looking at the clear crack and roaring at the same time, the long sword behind his back hummed gently, eager to drink the blood of the enemy and avenge his death.

The black shadow flickered and flew eaves, and the six Gu insects fell silently into the mouth of Ji Wei's six sons, unaware of the gods and ghosts.

"Kunlun, Feizhuangmen, Demon Chasing Sect, Immortal League disciples, overseas cultivators, ......"

Perceiving the Gu insects in all directions, Qian Lingzi proudly raised the corners of his mouth, tilted his head to look at the Kunlun Immortal Gate, and disappeared under the moon in the Silent Temple like a ghost.

In the dark room of the Eastern Immortal League's Mansion, Fang Bu, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, opened his eyes, and with all his strength, he smashed the jade talisman engraved with the Three Clears of the Three Clears Method in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a fierce brilliance.

The hard work is now, and from this moment on, he is no longer a chess piece but a chess player, a chess player like Li Qinyue.

Li Qinyue has been laying out this game of chess for a long time, and he thinks that he has no chance of winning, playing a game of chess, it is his turn to layout, and it must be his square step to win.

On the fifth day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, it is advisable to travel to sacrifice and avoid burial.

The morning light is late in the middle of the gentle birds, and the beautiful bright light outlines the winding Kunlun Mountains, full of clouds and mist, verdant and dripping.

Nanno smiled and pushed open the small window, tilted her head to look at the lazy pig sleeping in her clothes, chuckled and took out a paintbrush, and sketched a picture on the face that haunted her, her heart was sweet, as if she had a piece of candy in her mouth.

"There is no peace in the morning, there is no peace in the evening, no wonder everyone is in trouble. ”

The awakened boy opened one eye, full of disgust but hugged his lover tightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and there was a sense of satisfaction that he wanted nothing else and had no regrets in this life.

"Hmph, big pig's trotters, I won't cherish it when I get it, and I'm going to kick me out to find something fresh?"

"One thing to say, I haven't gotten my hands yet, if it weren't for the fact that I always felt like someone was peeping last night, I wouldn't let you go, you should eat and wipe clean, it's best to have a sword demon, and then I'll see my dad when I have a harder waist. ”

"It's late, silly pig, I have to go back, take advantage of the opportunity next time, and, be careful, no matter what Kunlun does, you have to live, for me." ”

Nan Nuo whispered, his hot face was close to Luoyang's chest, and he listened to the powerful heartbeat that slowly turned into Ziyan and disappeared into the air, leaving only last night's love like a dream.

Luoyang waved his hand and cleaned his face, sighed lightly and approached the table to continue drawing the sword, he had done countless things to kill people and set fires, and he was familiar with the road, but he had not done a few things to save the guard, and he had no confidence whether he could succeed or not.

The brush moves slightly, the ink flows, and the sword is scattered into clouds of smoke as soon as it is formed.

The clouds and mist in the Kunlun Mountains dispersed, and the five immortal peaks really appeared in the clouds, with the sound of bells and drums, full of vitality.

Several immortal boats of different shapes slowly approached Kunlun Mountain from outside the sky, and Wu Chen changed into a new magic robe, neatly dressed, and stood in front of the phalanx with his hands in his hands.

Fang Jingqi stood side by side behind Wu Chen with the sloppy Taoist priest, leading the three thousand children in uniform to look at the various forces on the immortal boat from afar.

Dressed in a short swordsman robe, carrying a fairy sword, with a high crown in a bun, and a majestic middle-aged sword cultivator, the boat is at the forefront, followed by the Qianling Mountain that accompanies the endless insect Gu, and then the Demon Chasing Sect led by the bewitching beauty and the burly Han commander with the war hammer on his back The Melting Mountain, and the Flying Zombie Gate full of dead corpses is at the end.

The sloppy Taoist stretched out listlessly, looked at Fang Jingqi dissatisfied, and said with a smile: "Flying Zombie Gate, Demon Sect, Leaving Sui Sword Sect, Qianling Mountain, Melting Mountain, good guys, the nearby forces have all come, and none of the people who should have come have come." ”

Fang Jingqi smiled bitterly and shook his head, his hanging heart was temporarily put down, he turned around and bowed to the sloppy Taoist priest, begged bitterly, and said, "Senior Brother Lingyin, do you know the relationship between the Gongjiu Palm Sect and the ancestor, how can Yanhuang Mountain come to add to the blockage at this time?"

"Look, look, one mouth and one palace nine palm teaching, how close you are called......" The Taoist priest looked at Fang Jingqi with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule.

Fang Jingqi glanced at the disciple behind him, his old face was hot, he made an apology, and said, "Senior Brother Lingyin, I know that I was wrong, Senior Brother admits my mistake, I don't dare to disturb you to practice Sleep Dafa anymore, please raise your noble hand, just spare me." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, Senior Brother Jingqi don't want to be arrogant, Senior Brother is alone, don't dare to go toe-to-toe with the Lord of Yuanchen Peak. ”

"Senior brother, that group of outer disciples fancy that one of you to speak, and I will not stop you. ”

"That's it, it's free, it's all fate. ”

Fang Jingqi smiled helplessly, tilted his head to look at the Sky Immortal Boat, and as he spoke, the Immortal Boat had crossed thousands of miles of void and was close to the Kunlun Mountain Gate.

Fan Sui, the head of the Sui Sword Sect, raised his hand, and quietly glanced at the head of the Fei Zombie Sect, the thin and stiff old man understood, coughed lightly, and the three warlocks in withered yellow robes scolded and fell into the Dongshan Trail, followed by a few blue-eyed fangs flying stiff, the corpse qi surged, and the flowers and plants on both sides of the Dongshan path instantly withered.

The young patriarch who was sitting on the top of the mountain raised his eyebrows, waved his big sleeves lightly, and Luoyang suddenly appeared on the mountain road, sitting with a pen, looking a little ignorant and confused.

The warlock led by the leader looked Luoyang up and down, and saw that he was only a grandmaster cultivator, so he and his companions stepped forward unscrupulously, full of sarcasm, and shouted loudly: "Little Taoist, I still haven't woken up when I copy the scriptures, and I ...... you with no grandpa pee."

As the words ended, a bright sword light flashed through the mountains and forests, blood splashed wet bluestone long steps, Luoyang slowly stood up straight, the brush in his hand turned into Sauvignon Blanc at some point, the sword edge was plain white, and it did not provoke bright red.

"Daring, kill me!"

There was a broken cry from the Flying Zombie Gate Immortal Boat, and before a few Flying Zombie Sect disciples moved, a ray of bright light crossed the Dongshan Trail, the ancient trees on both sides of the road fell, and the remnants of the flowers fluttered between the young sword cultivators who had their backs to the two of them and three stiff slowly collected their swords.

The scarlet sword was all sheathed, and the warlock froze and fell to one place, his body separated and cut off from life.

"The old man who just spoke, come down, don't hide on the fairy boat and be a shrunken king!"

Luoyang looked at the immortal boat flying to the zombie gate unhappily, the thin old man was only in the realm of Dongxuan, and he was only in the warm wine room.

"The little bunny doesn't know whether to live or die. ”

The head of the Flying Zombie Sect scolded and scolded, and the cannon muzzle the size of a human head was turned, and the streamer dazzled and gathered, shooting an aurora towards Luoyang.

Wu Chen tilted his head to look at the sloppy Taoist priest, Ling Yin opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, a white sun flame burned up along the aurora, instantly incinerating the behemoth the size of a small hill.

The expression of the head of the Sui Sword Sect changed greatly, squinting at the sloppy Taoist priest who urged Hao Tianyang Yan, thinking about the contingency strategy, the Hao Tianyang Yan of the Kunlun Dao Gate and the Yin Yang Thunder Method of Wudang Mountain are the only techniques in the world, and those who can restrain the monks of the Demon Sect and Qianling Mountain must be called out first!

Thunder to kill a door to deter the heroes, Wu Chen Feng took a step forward lightly, without waiting for the palm of the few immortal boats around to speak first, "You are guests from afar, but this is not the capital of your presumptuous behavior, anyone who does not follow the rules of Kunlun, flying zombie door is a lesson from the past, and it will be killed!"

When the words fell, the calm mountains and forests instantly became noisy, and the three thousand children in front of the mountain shouted at the same time: "Don't kill! Don't show mercy! Fight with a sword, die for a sword! Don't seek the next life, stand in the present!"