The white jade carved dragon guards the left and right, the seven-colored bricks extend inward, there are hundreds of official group portraits on both sides, the stone towers stand in a forest, hundreds of stone tablets stand in the lush forest and a hundred flowers, the magnificent temple is built behind the stele group, the golden top red wall, the glazed ornaments embedded reflect the beautiful light.

The pitch-black hook that fished away the sloppy old man fell out of thin air, and before it could get close to the imperial tomb, it was cut off by the Void Hidden Sword, and half of the hook disappeared into the night wind, scattering into a few wisps of pure spiritual power.

"It's autumn harvest, do you want to steal corn? Although I haven't met, I think I'm also a shameless old thief!"

Luoyang looked up at the void, muttered in a low voice, and the heavenly master chuckled, and couldn't help but raise his hand to fan lightly, and Luoyang stumbled.

"Qingxu, the Book of Heaven will be stored in you first, so that you can save it, if there are three long and two short, I will cut off your Kunlun's luck!"

The young patriarch raised his eyebrows, it was difficult to calm down, and he was just about to open his mouth to invite the battle, the invisible fishing hook fell again, and he just went deep into Luoyang, the imperial tomb, shook his hand and threw the heavenly sword, Ming Yao's sword light slashed through the void, and the fishing hook converged on his tracks, I don't know whether it was cut off by the heavenly sword or retreated.

"Ancestor, did he succeed?"

Luoyang Jian frowned, squinted at the countless ink spots in the sky, and was powerless, when to come, from where it depends on people's intentions, the one who understands the reason is great, and if you don't accept it, you have to accept it.

The young patriarch chuckled dumbly and said, "In addition to the emptiness that should exist in the imperial mausoleum, the Book of Heaven is not here, his hook is empty, and he is lonely." ”

"Not here, where is it?"

"I know there that the right and wrong here are the result of your actions, the book of heaven is there, and you know it in your heart......"

The young patriarch chuckled and touched his chin, his figure dissipated, and gradually disappeared into the void.

The sword is uneven, and the matter is not named, speaking of romance, who can be the best sword immortal in the world?

Luoyang sat down helplessly, looking at the bright hook moon, his heart was full of doubts, from beginning to end with the size of the right and wrong, he was never sure where the book of heaven was, there are two places worth guessing, one is the library pavilion Jiazi volume, the book of heaven, it is normal in the book pavilion, and the other is in the secret realm of Luotian......

The two locations in Luoyang tend to the second point, after all, the powerful guy who played the hook did not move the library, and blocked the top with the formation, Luoyang was suspicious in the past, and now Luoyang no longer dares to agree with such ideas.

Ascending to the top and overlooking the world, what can this group of reasonable masters stop?

The breeze rolls, and the dust on the ground slowly floats, forming a line of wild grass characters in front of Luoyang's eyes, with golden hooks and iron strokes, wanton and unrestrained.

"Help me find the Book of Heaven, and I'll save your mother out. ”

Luoyang scratched the back of his head, looked at the stars, and his heart was happy that his guess came true, jumped up, did not hide his heart, and shouted: "Master, I have sound hands and feet, unparalleled mind, and can be self-reliant, so I can use you old horseman to make a move?"

"Little bastard!"

The Heavenly Master laughed angrily, turned his hand and slapped Luoyang to the ground, and the invisible qi did not disperse for a long time, making Luoyang unable to get up for a long time.

"If you can't say it, just do it, you wait for the master, sooner or later, one day, I want to reason with you!"

"I'm waiting for you, you and I have been in the endless years since the war, this is your last reincarnation, I hope Dacheng's Heavenly Sword can really transcend!"

......

Outside Qianyang Mountain, boundless falling trees, the Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting Sword Array covers thousands of miles of wilderness, the brilliance is vast, and the mountains and fields all over the mess are reflected in the slightest.

The black-clad scouts were hard to find, the bowstrings were silent, the explosions were heard one after another, and the bright bursts of light were overwhelming, like a barely spliced embankment, dividing and stopping the tide of resentful spirits.

The gap flickered, and the light and shadow of the minotaur became more and more real, and a few disoriented leaves floated by, stirred into ashes by the invisible energy......

Fan Yinghou wore the fur coat that had accompanied him through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, held a pen in one hand and a scroll in the other, looked at the scales and armor around the alien spirits that were becoming clearer, secretly counted the resentful spirits that were constantly hurting through the gap, repeated the results several times, and called softly: "Tell the two generals to go to the reserve army and ask the forward team to withdraw and rest." ”

The armor soldier outside the tent was silent, clenching the soldiers, faintly revealing a piercing murderous intent, Fan Yinghou slowly turned around, stared at the sergeant, put down the pen and paper in his hand, and said softly: "Is there something wrong?"

The armor nodded, his eyes flashed red, put aside Changge, pulled out his short knife, strode into the hall, and stabbed straight at Fan Yinghou's chest and abdomen.

Fan Yinghou avoided the sergeant's knife in embarrassment, squinted at the dazzling long knife, took three steps back, arched his waist and abdomen, and avoided the knife again dangerously.

"Qiao San, what's the matter with you, the enemy is currently lighting a fire in Lao Tzu's backyard?"

"Hehe, Tian Yu, this is just the beginning, wait, the show is still to come!"

The sergeant struggled to tilt his head, staring at Fan Yinghou with those red eyes, and smiled hideously, "Qi Guo's miscellaneous, you are lucky this time, don't worry, don't worry, next time I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

Before the low roar could be heard, it was swallowed up by a burst of hazy runic light, and the red glow in the sergeant's eyes dissipated, and he died in anger, just like that in front of Tian Yu's eyes.

"Qiao San!Qiao San!You bastard!Qiao San......"

Fan Yinghou was silent and pressed his eyes tight, thought slightly, and said: "General Tian, order all the sergeants to go to the front line, since he wants to kill me, then call him here, I want to see what kind of bull ghost and snake god he is!"

"Mr. Fan......"

"Needless to say, this is not for myself, but for all the soldiers, who should not have fallen in the dark like this. ”

Saying that, Fan Yinghou took out a pair of cowhide gloves and carefully inspected Qiao San's injuries, his muscles and bones were intact, his five organs were not damaged, there were no signs of poisoning, and his death was unknown.

"Mr. Fan, what should I do here?"

"Explain to the sentry in the camp that there is an evil cultivator who wants to assassinate me, and he died for me, he is a hero!"

Tian Yu nodded, drew his knife and slashed it across his chest, holding Qiao Sansan and stepping out of the camp, not long after, the sound of the military horn, a small footstep passed in front of Fan Yinghou's tent, the night was slightly silent, and there were a few roars like war drums.

"Triumph of the enemy!"

"Triumph of the enemy!"

......

Fan Yinghou put down the pen and paper in his hand, and just about to get out of the account, Wang Tao hurriedly opened the door cloth, looked at Fan Yinghou's big curtain, squinted his eyes, and said, "Mr. move to my side, you and I also have a response." ”

Fan Yinghou shook his head, raised his hand to caress Dayu, and said: "There is a world of difference between calculating three places and calculating two, the sky can't be dark all the time, the battle can't be fought all the time, and he doesn't have many opportunities to make a move." ”

"Then I'll go find a pair of close-fitting armor for my husband. ”

"The general might as well give me a sword, if he has a blade in his hand, the old man can still fight with him for a while. ”

"That's fine...... Sir, be careful, I'll go and go back. ”

Saying that, Wang Tao strode out of the camp, and hurriedly went to the rear camp of the Qin army, looking for light knives and good armor.