Weishui flows eastward, with many waves, the same wind faces the towering on both sides of the strait, turning into a thousand layers of fine snow.

The crimson brilliance on the flowing clouds gradually dissipated, and the large clumps of cotton clouds sank into the blue sea, gradually moving away towards the unknown tomorrow.

Luoyang stood quietly on the dome, staring at the calm wilderness, slowly lifting the Heavenly Sword, looking at the more transparent blade, smiling lightly and falling into the mountains, popping out three thin threads of spiritual power tied to Kong Zhou's wrist, carefully checking the pulse, and couldn't help frowning.

The pulse is slow and uncertain, the face is pale and withered, the qi and blood are weak and weak, and the acupoints are withered and faint, these are not good signs, and some means must have been used to deal with the demon girl......

I'm still slow, I'm still late!

The Son of Heaven couldn't bear Luoyang's loneliness, took out the purple gold gourd, included Kongzhou in it, and led it lightly, and the gourd went straight to Kunlun.

"His injuries are not light, but don't worry, your senior sister's medical skills are also very strong, and it shouldn't be a problem to save him. ”

Luoyang nodded, watched the gourd disappear into the sky, turned to look around at the people in the mountains, and said softly: "Mr. Fan, the turmoil in Linzi has subsided but the hustle and bustle has not fallen, please bother more about the rights and wrongs here." ”

"I have worked hard, and I will do my best to calm down the turmoil with General Tongtian and others. ”

Fan Yinghou bowed and handed over the sword talisman of Kong Zhou to Luoyang, with red eyes and a silent smile, although he was victorious, his heart was indeed heavy.

Luoyang nodded, carefully put away the sword talisman, tilted his head to look at Qi Jun, and called loudly: "Where is General Qi?"

Tian Yu walked quickly to Luoyang, looked at the unmasked sword cultivator in front of him, clasped his fists, and said, "The last general, Tian Yu, has seen the immortal chief." ”

"I'm not an immortal, I'm just a sword cultivator, let me ask you, as the border lord, you may abide by the Great Xia Covenant, Qin doesn't move the sword soldiers, I don't go out of the iron cavalry?"

"As a human minister and a general, the last general is willing to listen to the king's orders, defend the territory and open up the territory, and die a hundred times!"

"That's fine, remember everything you said today, if you violate it, these hundreds of thousands of troops can't protect you!"

Luoyang's eyes flashed with coldness, the sword momentum was put away, and the startled troops took a step back, Zhang Qin and Tian Yu stared at Luoyang even more, and the moment was like a thousand swords, and the endless edge was like a substance, which made people tremble and shudder.

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Qin was worried about the safety of the teacher, stepped forward, and asked, "The last general, Zhang Qin, dare to ask what the current situation in Linzi is?"

Luoyang looked at Zhang Qin, couldn't help clenching his fists, didn't dare to mention Han Lao's matter to him, staggered his gaze at the Qi State sergeant, and said softly: "Some time ago, the wind was high and the rain was sick, and the rain has been sunny recently, and the future ...... In the future, the Qi Kingdom will be under the Kunlun Immortal Gate, and as long as you follow the rules of the law, you can ensure the health of the four realms!"

Shocked by the Kunlun Immortal Gate, the sergeants couldn't help but smile bitterly in private.

The cultivators are all raccoon dogs, whether it is the underworld, the Immortal League, or Kunlun, they are all doing flies and dogs under the guise of fairness, and there is no good thing.

Mr. Xie told him that Mr. Yes and Wrong should be relieved. ”

Zhang Qin and Tian Yu bowed and saluted, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise, the last country supported by Kunlun Xianmen was Daxia, and there was Kunlun Xianmen as the backstage of the cultivation world, which was the luck of Qi country.

Luoyang nodded, glanced at the Son of Heaven, and the sword soared into the air, accompanied by a faint light, and disappeared between the sea of clouds.

Fan Yinghou chuckled and retracted his gaze, looked at the surrounding sergeants, looked at the resentful spirits that appeared in the flowing water from time to time, and said softly: "A team of 100 people, covering each other, searching the mountains to find the enemy, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, this Terran territory, foreign races are not allowed to trample on it!"

"Command!"

The army dispersed, Wang Tao looked at Zhang Qin and Tian Yu who led the army away, walked up to Fan Yinghou sullenly, and said: "Qin is not as good as Qi State, why would Kunlun choose Qi State?"

Xuanjia has been baptized by the fire of war, dyed with vicissitudes, and his resolute face is full of blood, he is a victorious and triumphant general, but his eyebrows are full of the meaning of fighting for the wind.

Fan Yinghou couldn't help laughing, brushed his long white beard, looked at the colorful clouds in the west, and said with a smile: "Is the academy worse than Kunlun?

Wang Tao's eyes flashed with a fine light, he smiled dumbly, put his hands in front of his forehead, followed the white clouds, and found the bright and bright sun in the sky.

The major events in the world must be divided for a long time, and they must be divided for a long time, and after a thousand years of chaos and oppression, it is time and it should be over.

The road back to Linzi was unusually calm, accompanied by eagle cries from time to time, flowing clouds, and the slightly flustered heartbeat of the Son of Heaven was particularly clear.

"Do you know that there is a secret realm? I can accompany you and help you find a treasure that is not bad. ”

The Son of Heaven suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Luoyang's indifferent eyes, guessed his uncalmness, couldn't help but chuckle, and said, "How about Luo Tian's secret realm? As long as you can catch that old Jin Wudang mount, it doesn't matter if it's a treasure or not." ”

"Do you have a demon refining pot?"

"Nope. ”

"Then what do we use to catch the golden crow, that old bird can eat the two of them alive, and there may not be any bones left. ”

"The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, take a step to see a step. ”

The Son of Heaven chuckled, stretched out his hand to silently Luoyang's short hair, and roared away, happy like a child who got a favorite gift.

Luoyang's figure paused slightly, looking at the retreat that gradually disappeared into the sea of clouds, Edgeworth followed, thinking in his heart how to kill the old bird that he didn't know how many years old.

Build roads in the mountains and build bridges in the water, as long as you want to, there is nothing you can't do, as long as you dare to think, it is not impossible to catch the golden crow.

The night was silent in the secluded capital, and the solemn long street was suddenly lit up with dazzling lights, and several groups of apostles carried swords and chased after the agile ghosts who flew along the walls.

The tiger roared in the stardom, the winged flying tiger rode the wind, was dodged by the black-clothed ghost, a streamer was reflected in the night, and the evil tiger picked up the dark iron torch and smashed it away.

Light and shadow flashed across Xu Yilan's face, the two remnants dissipated at the same time, the shadow moved, the two shadows chased me in the endless night sky, two or three arrows fell, Xu Yilan's movements paused, and the evil tiger took the opportunity to fly forward, connecting the blades and cutting in all directions.

The sword light continued, Xu Yilan took a few steps back, and felt that he could not win it with skill, so he attracted his spiritual power to slap out a palm, vibrating and scattering the knife flower, and slapping the evil tiger down the street.

"Borneo arrows, release!"

The evil tiger retreated dozens of steps before he could stand firmly, looked at Xu Yilan's back from afar, threw away the torch in his hand, took out the repeater, locked the quiet night, and even buckled the machine spring, and shot the crossbow arrow in the empty box between breaths, and the white-faced apostle on his side did the same, raised the repeater, with a killing intent in his mouth, and set off a rain of arrows.

The sound of broken footsteps echoed through the streets, and the four teams of apostles took their positions at the same time, holding high crossbows and talismans, ambushing on all sides, and raining countless arrows.

"Fix the light and miss the shadow!"

Xu Yilan stood still, looked at the rain of arrows in ten directions, held the ball in both palms and rotated out of thin air, the vast energy swept the night sky, turning into a hazy ghost mark in all directions, rotating and moving lightly, freezing the apostles on all sides, and causing the rain of arrows to turn and fall.

The scorching heat is coming, and the sun is bright and flamboyant.

The summer solstice is approaching, and the fall begins.