The fierce flag, the soldiers triumphed, Luoyang walked in the middle, Xiao Fan was talking about the great truth he realized next to him, Mo Qi laughed silently beside Xiao Fan, and kept nodding, thinking deeply.

No matter how long the road is, can it be as long as the feet are?

You may be confused now, and you may not be able to see the light tomorrow, but as long as you go in the direction you yearn for, even if you can't get to that place, you will eventually have no regrets.

In a hurry, a clear conscience is more important than anything else.

"Hey, it's like talking and singing, if you want me to say, in fact, it doesn't matter whether you go or not, the important thing is to follow your heart, if your heart stops, how far can you go by relying on perseverance?"

Hao Li frowned thickly, his thoughtful appearance made people laugh, waving his palms like a fan, and the urn sounded angrily.

Luoyang couldn't help it, the corners of his mouth rose, and he seemed to be full of strength again, looking at the scorching brilliance, sensing the poison of the appendage in his body, he struggled to get up, inhaled suddenly, and poured immeasurable spiritual energy into the gate of heaven, using the spiritual energy as a blade to grind the flesh.

The butterfly purple foam urged the array, and the golden crow turned around and walked into Huangquan Road, walking neatly.

Not everything has right and wrong, Kunlun can save him, he will help Kunlun, and if the underworld can let him live, he will help the underworld.

There are no eternal enemies, no eternal allies, only eternal interests.

At this stage, cooperation with the local government is very in line with the pursuit of interests, after all, Luoyang is a piece of fat to the mouth, and you can't stop eating it.

The void passage closed, Butterfly Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at the fire crow in the sky, looked around the jungle, proudly fell the branches, and fluttered, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Luoyang, tell me, who do you love the most?"

Luoyang opened his eyes, smiled hard, took a deep breath, stubbornly lifted the heavenly sword, and was too lazy to speak, this sword was his reply.

"Oh no......"

Butterfly Zimo shook her head, flicked her fingers, and knocked Luoyang to the ground, causing the heavenly sword to hum softly, and the horizontal sword was slashed.

The sword light was three feet, and the edge was far inferior to Luoyang's sword, Butterfly Zimo hurriedly dodged and retreated, looking at the plain white long sword that was protecting Luoyang's body.

is worthy of the man she fancies, the person is good, and the sword is good......

"Young master, this sword is not trivial, you and I may not be able to defeat it. ”

Chilian stretched his bow and arrows, and the situation was chaotic, and he had no confidence in aiming for a long time.

Butterfly Zimo nodded, took out the array disk and threw it towards Luoyang, the array of light shone, and a person and a sword appeared out of thin air on the empty Baizhang Plain.

The dancing leaves stopped, and there was silence for a moment, and the shouts of killing filled the Baizhang Plain.

There is no need to call, no need to lead, the surviving gods, demons, demons and demons raised their swords and guns at the same time, roaring and rushing towards Luoyang.

Everything has desires, and the desires of cultivators are even more than others, the swordsmanship and Taoism on Luoyang's body, and the secret treasure of the divine sword are all delicious fresh meat, and all hungry wolves must not be indifferent.

"Young Master, we ......"

"Don't worry, wait and see!"

Morey raised his hand to suppress the henchman who was about to move, looking at Luoyang should be a strange poison in his body, at this time, his skill must not be one in ten, this is an opportunity, but also a trap, and the beast is always the most dangerous when it is dying and counterattacking.

Butterfly Zimo threw Luoyang out at this time, and he must have wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and profit from it.

"Die!"

When the demon clan stood still, the bearded strong man of the demon clan jumped up in the air, the long-handled double-edged giant axe was raised above his head, his arms were dark, and his muscles were as thick as granite rocks.

The giant axe failed to fall, and the strong man wailed and fell to the ground weakly, with all kinds of hidden weapons pierced behind his back, flying knives, and golden darts.

Luo Yang didn't look up, refined several sharp sword qi, gritted his teeth and detonated, annihilating the toxin along with normal flesh and blood.

The dim Immortal Demon Yan shone brightly, slowly healing his wounds.

A hundred steps away, Chi Lian chuckled and raised his longbow again, the string moved silently, and the sharp arrow cut through the grass, and was torn into ashes by the plain white sword qi.

After failing to succeed, Chi Lian had no choice but to escape from the shadows, put away his bow and arrows, stretched his sturdy body, and said incredibly: "Oh, what a powerful sword, anyone who masters this sword can run rampant!"

"Qianji Pavilion doesn't know the origin of this sword, and not everyone can make this kind of spirit sword bow down. ”

Butterfly Zimo carried two fire crows, sat down on the spot, took the fire with a array, plucked the feathers and dirty quickly, put them on the fire and roasted them slowly, stared at the dancing fireworks, and thought about the way to cross the heavy sword curtains.

For Luoyang, he gave up the golden crow, and paid a lot, the sword of the six worlds must be obtained, and the left and right are just clones, and they can try desperately if necessary.

The aroma gradually rose, and Chi Lian turned over, staring at the golden flesh, and asked curiously, "Is this bird delicious?"

"Try it, how do you know if you don't try?"

Butterfly Zimo chuckled and turned the fire crow, turned over and took out a packet of powder, which was evenly scattered, mixed with the gold-colored oil, and the endless fragrance of Yayoi.

Chi Lian couldn't help swallowing and foaming, looked at the fire crow with blank eyes, licked his lips, and was a little impatient.

"Taste it, it should taste good. ”

Butterfly Zimo narrowed her eyes, handed the fire crow to Chi Lian, squinted her eyes, and saw Chi Lian's reaction before deciding whether to eat or not.

Chi Lian opened his mouth to bite down, chewed gently, endured the almost uncontrollable nausea, pretended to be a vice enjoyer, lowered his head and took another big bite.

Butterfly Zimo put the roasted fire crow closer, sniffed the fragrance, looked at the appearance of Chi Lian's enjoyment, took a bite gently, and before he could chew it, Mu Ran's face changed, and his face was as black as carbon.

Chi Lian laughed and spit out the fire crow in his mouth, turned over and stretched his bow, and shot another arrow at the center of Luoyang's eyebrows, testing the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword.

The plain white sword qi rose again, annihilating the arrows and rolling away the surrounding remnants of grass and earth and stones.

Luoyang opened his eyes, looked at the gods, demons, demons and demons who did not dare to move forward, and then attracted the spiritual energy into the body, and the sharp sword qi wandered in the body, breaking first and regenerating, the pain was unspeakable.

The black-clothed Luoyang sat on the sea of knowledge, shining brightly all around, reflecting the stars in the sky, frantically swallowing aura, pointing lightly, two sword lights rose into the air, turning into two bright stars.

"You're fast, and I'm not slow!"

"Won't you help him? This poison is very tricky, and it is difficult for him to unravel it alone. ”

The black-clothed Luoyang glanced at the pure bamboo, shook his head, sensed the seed that was about to sprout, slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said: "Don't worry, he can do it, he can't break it, he won't stand it, he will stand after it, how can he know what life and reproduction are if he hasn't experienced death?"

Chen Yu pursed his lips and led Qingjingzhu to isolate the movement of the outside world, unable to bear to feel Luoyang's painful expression.

The black-clothed Luoyang silently hooked the corners of his mouth, his palm was lightly guided, and the heavenly sword leisurely disappeared into the sea of knowledge, and the sword qi protecting Luoyang dispersed!

Chi Lian opened his bow in an instant, and the three arrows made a strange arc, nailed to Luoyang's shoulder and chest.

Luoyang snorted and knelt on the ground, roared to avoid the long knife of beheading, stretched out his hand and slapped the strong man of the demon clan on the shoulder, floated back with his strength, drew his sword and slashed, and the two burly ghosts who blocked the way fell under the sword, releasing a glorious way of life.