If the Godhead is broken, it will definitely die, and if the Godhead is not here, it will also suffer heavy damage, so attacking the head of the god is often the best choice.

"Just wait for you to come out with the sword, what Kunlun junior uncle, I can't see it!"

"Thief Guanbao, this vast chaos is your burial ground, next year today, we will definitely use the best divine wine to honor you!"

The two sounds came back and forth into the ears, the tone was thick and thin, and the sound fell in an instant, and the white-haired god floated away, and then the battle flag covered the sky and came with a rain of cigarettes.

Take a closer look, the oblique light rain passes, the plain white frost continues to spread, silently extending, cherishing the irretrievable colorful arc light.

The light rain calls the winter flag, and the innate treasure of the Thousand Machine Pavilion ranks tenth, which can call the wind and rain, and the wind and rain are claimed to be able to freeze the time for eternity.

In the blink of an eye, the cold wave swept through the sky, Luoyang's figure was reflected in the azure ice mirror, and the thin, blue-haired god waved back the battle flag, carefully looked at the sword cultivation in the ice, and felt that he was a little unworthy of his name.

"What kind of sword is out of the mortal world, brave and unscrupulous, reckless and erected, but Er'er!"

The white-haired god also snorted coldly, flipped his hand to gather the fine flame light, and the slap-sized crimson demon slaying pestle turned into the size of a hill in the blink of an eye in the radiance.

The blow trembled, and the fire was terrifying, and even the ice derived from the light rain called the Winter Banner burned.

The trembling void gradually fell silent, burning everything that could be burned, the fireworks were unwilling to be extinguished, the chaos was empty, and there was no trace of Luoyang!

The blue-haired god was still frowning, looking at the chaos, his eyes swept inch by inch, he really couldn't see why, secretly holding the light rain to call the winter flag, and was on guard.

Just five feet behind him, Luoyang slowly raised Wangsi, his gaze wandering on the faces of the two gods, speculating on their thoughts.

First of all, the blue-haired one, in his eyes, the Flame Peerless Heavenly Pestle can only attack and not defend, and it may be difficult to talk about the level with the Light Rain Calling Winter Flag, but now the Light Rain Calling Winter Flag must be far stronger than the Leaving Flame Absolute Heavenly Pestle.

After affirming this, he must have cared about how sharp the forgetfulness was.

Forget Si is not ranked on the ** of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, but the Heavenly Sword is at the top of the list, and as a sword that can compete with the Heavenly Sword, he must be very jealous.

Therefore, he was sure that he was by no means the first target of assassination.

The idea of the other god is much simpler, he is full of confidence, if there is only one or two out of ten left in his war, he is indeed the best target for assassination.

But the above is speculation, so give it a try and see what these two old foxes think, and don't forget that there are three more old foxes whose whereabouts are unknown......

With the intention of moving the sword, the bright glow slashed straight towards the blue-haired god, turning the ordinary Dao rhyme into a hundred steps of radius, and the already scarce aura was silenced.

"Nanliang be careful!"

The white-haired god roared and raised the Flame Peerless Heavenly Pestle, just as Luoyang guessed, the Flame Absolute Heavenly Pestle is good at attacking and not defending, and the Kunlun Tibetan Sword is extremely fast and accurate to change the four elephants to the extreme, which is famous in the Six Realms, so it is not realistic to block it at all, and you can only choose to attack the enemy to save yourself.

The sound was transmitted into the ears, the blue-haired god did not look back, and directly sacrificed the light rain to call the winter flag in front of him, the treasure life is not as good as human life, the light rain called the winter flag is destroyed, as long as he can live, he can sacrifice the second side.

Not everything was as expected, but there were gains and losses, Luoyang collected his sword and disappeared into the chaos again, did not send out a killing intention, closed his eyes, just like when he was an apostle, he planned and then acted.

Judging from the overall situation, those Heavenly God Army Cavalry are useless, but they are by no means idle, they should be the layout of the Jade Emperor, and it is not difficult to guess if this purpose is confirmed.

He planned to get rid of the Five Emperors, so as to make the Heavenly Palace his hall of words, so this is a conspiracy, and he can profit from it by killing or not killing......

If you want to break the game, you only need to make a fearful defeat, so that the Five Emperors and the Jade Emperor have to go toe-to-toe, such a heavenly palace is much more pleasing than the heavenly palace of Yiyantang.

Moreover, the Five Emperors are not monolithic, "water and fire are incompatible" is still common to the Six Realms.

Thinking of Luoyang, he hooked the corners of his lips, recited the sword disease, and the light and shadow were endlessly scattered into the void, and at the same time he said to the white-haired heavenly god: "The left hand side directly urges the Flame Absolute Heavenly Pestle!"

The sound entered the ears, and the sword light fell at the same time to the light rain to call the winter flag, ethereal and hazy, thousands of sword shadows like hidden flowers and leaves, and the real and deadly sword could not be found at all, let alone the location of Luoyang.

can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, then Transsion is the only choice!

The white-haired god was firm in his thoughts, and the flame peerless heavenly pestle rose into the air, just right to hit the blade, and the mighty glow suddenly spread, and it was extinguished after a long time.

"A hundred steps out of position, three breaths, urging the flame to be left in the sky!"

Luoyang collected his sword and fled into the void, glanced at Nan Liang's unbelievable expression, and once again transmitted a sound, waving his sword to listen to the thunder.

The mighty thunder light dispersed, and the Flame Peerless Heavenly Pestle moved at the same time, landing precisely in the most appropriate position, and the seemingly irresistible thunder light was shattered by the Flame Absolute Heavenly Pestle, and it was gloomy.

At this time, the three bright lights in the far sky arrived, Luoyang took a sword flower, collected the sword and fled back to Xianyang, looked at the blue sky, and hummed the tune into the long street of fireworks.

Familiar places, familiar people, familiar wontons move the heart.

Luoyang stirred the spoon gently, thinking back to the layout of Fang Cai, he couldn't think of anything missing, the corners of his mouth curled even more, and the soup in his mouth was fresher.

"It's really a bad year, and this is the truce, why is there a plague?"

"Hey, it's not that scourge yet!"

"Ahem!"

At the table facing the street, the two brocade-clothed people asked and answered, and the other companions glanced at Luoyang, raised their hands to block their lips and coughed lightly, and used a look at them at the same time.

The sound of the discussion was abrupt, today there was wind, and there was a cloth shed to cover it, it was not hot, and the two people who ate wonton were very worried, and the sweat on their foreheads flowed non-stop.

Swallowing the jujube like eating up the wonton, the three of them left quickly, Luoyang squinted his eyes, left the silver two and then walked into the flow of people, walked a few steps, the body changed, the splendid robe became a coarse cloth short coat, wearing straw sandals, the skin was very dark, and the people around him were almost the same.

"If you want to say that this grassland talent is not a thing, the beauty is vicious!"

"What a beauty, I think she is a disaster, she is really blindless, how can she not die of illness, if it weren't for her, my son would not ......"

......

The same rumors are all spread in the streets, and they all point all the blame at Tana.

Luoyang walked out of the street quickly, his clothes and appearance changed, he took one step, flashed into the Golden Palace, looked around at the ministers, saw Li Si closing his eyes and recuperating, and asked: "Does the minister know about the rumors in the city?"

"I know, this has nothing to do with the Qin State, someone is deliberately guiding the rumors, and there is no way to control it when we find out, otherwise Your Majesty will definitely have an extra crime on his head!"

Li Si opened his eyes and made no secret of the fierceness in his heart.

As Zaifu, seeking to be a country, no matter what happened in the past, now Daqin and the grassland are incompatible, Tana is an unreliable outsider, the people's hearts and one person, countless people and one person, how to choose no need to hesitate!

Luoyang nodded, didn't say much, flashed out of the hall, and flew to Xianyang Yungang while thinking about the things behind this matter.

Everything must have a reason, why did Tana be framed like this, is the assumption wrong, she is not a butterfly, just an innocent victim.

Or is the Heavenly Master anticipating the change of events and planning to hide the world and cross the sea with bitter meat?

The warm sun is slanting, the sea of clouds is precipitating brilliance, and the sky is scattered lightly, chasing the boat and riding the wind.

The boss of the boat sat in the boat, and when he saw Luoyang, he suddenly turned over and sat up, and threw a jar of fine wine high, which was mellow and moving.

"Less shopkeeper, congratulations. ”

Seeing Luoyang catching the wine jar, the boat boss clasped his fists and saluted, smiling with a wrinkled face, and the request in his eyebrows and eyes was not concealed at all.

"Less shopkeeper, when is it?"

"Just yesterday, the old shopkeeper officially handed over some of his powers to you, including but not limited to the management and reward and punishment rights of the Thousand Machine Pavilion. ”

"Don't think about long-term money. ”

Luoyang waved his hand, and was about to taste the taste of the old wine in his hand, when the boat boss flashed forward, waved his hand, and put the old wine into the Sumeru ring.

I don't give long-term money, and I want to drink, but I don't have a door.

Luoyang clenched his empty palm, lay back helplessly, reached out to play with the colorful glow, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

They are all old foxes, and the management and reward and punishment rights can be large or small, but the key to the treasury is still in the hands of Old Man Cao......

"Less shopkeeper, you can sit tight, it's been windy lately!"

The captain of the boat raised his sails, and the grasshopper boat suddenly took off, and the body of the boat trembled continuously, jolting more than a carriage with square wheels.

This taste is very uncomfortable, but the pocket is shy, Luoyang has to enjoy it in silence, never thought that one day this journey will be so long.

Flying almost a stick of incense, the small buildings among the flowers all over the spring finally came into view, the flowing water gurgled and the fish jumped, and the graceful figure of the evacuated body was once again thrown into the bright smoke wave.

"Hey, when I'm old......"

Luoyang turned over and got up, flew and landed on the shore, without saying much, muttered softly to himself, walked into the small building, and felt that the boat boss was sitting in the boat in despair, smiling from ear to ear.

Jairwood is not a good reputation, but it is extraordinarily useful.

Old man Cao didn't watch the scenery from afar on the second floor today, but wiped the antique cultural relics that were not stained with dust at all on the first floor, and when he saw the door open, he didn't ask Luoyang, and said directly: "That medicine is in the secret realm of Shennong, and it is expected that it has entered Shennong Ding." ”

Luoyang nodded, found a chair to sit down, and asked casually, "What is Tana's identity?"

After that, he looked around at these antiques that he had been ignore, carefully considered the rights and wrongs he faced after becoming a young shopkeeper, and gradually thought of his own life experience.

Falling leaves return to the root is an eternal feeling, but if you are a human being, no one really wants to know your origin.

"We don't know what her background is, but you can calculate and guess, many things are actually on the surface, and whether you can see it or not depends on your ability. ”

Old man Cao put down the three-legged bronze tripod in his hand, sat down next to Luoyang, turned over and took out the tea set, turned over the water boiling, and led the tea into the water, stirring the fragrance and seductive.

"Don't think much about your identity, it may be true that people will win the sky, and the same is true of fate that cannot help you. ”

"We don't have a choice about anything in the past, look ahead, they didn't want to open it, I want to open it, I hope you can think about it too. ”

Luoyang raised the teacup, sniffed the fragrance, was silent, drank the hot tea, squinted, and watched the game of chess little by little from the grassland line.

If everyone else can see it, why can't I?

The white mist rose indulgently, and the quiet breeze in the house did not want to disturb it, but the shadows of the branches falling on the window kept shaking.

It turned out that the wooden bird was coming, carrying the servants and dust, unscrupulously stretching their singing voices, singing that only the old man Cao knew how to tune.

"Don't think about it, the evil cultivator has sent someone to plot against Nanno, calculate your speed, it's not too late to set off. ”

The birds outside the window were singing, the old man Cao whispered in his ears, Luoyang turned over and sat up, without hesitation, the door broke and the flowers and plants shook.