"Feng Qingluo, don't make a mistake about yourself, otherwise no one will be able to save you!" said Runan Zhou with a pale face, but he already understood in his heart that he would not be able to get out of the main peak of the formation today!

In the case that Mo Daoren did not help, relying on his own strength alone would definitely not be able to defeat this Feng Qingluo, who was known as the No. 1 True Legend of Taixu Mountain, in a very short period of time.

As for whether the Holy Son of Yaochi, Jiang Daoyi, would die under Gu Lang's sword, Mo Daoren didn't care about the great loss of the reincarnation strength of Yaochi Tianzun, and how he could deter the Taixu Mountain Holy Land. It's not so much a dismount as a temptation to the Holy Land of Yaochi!

The Great Wilderness is about to return to ruins, but the resources in the Great Wilderness are limited after all, there are so many, if anyone uses more, there will naturally be people who use less, not to mention that there is a vicious wolf in the Great Wilderness now.

The place where the demon army crossed turned into a place of absolute spirits, and this place of absolute spirits was still spreading at an extremely fast speed, which also greatly shortened the time for the great wilderness to fall into ruins.

Feng Qingluo stopped the broom in his hand and looked at the mountain road, and said with a smile: "Senior Uncle Ru, don't worry! Senior Brother Gu has his own measure, and he will definitely not risk the disapproval of the world to kill a Holy Land Holy Son on the mountain path of the main peak of your formation, but a lot of hardship must be eaten, and it is absolutely impossible to form a Taoist couple with my Taixu Mountain Holy Land Holy Maiden without going through the tests of many senior brothers!"

This is not only about the face of Taixu Mountain, but also about the face of these true disciples, such a thing as a saint marrying outside has not yet appeared in the Great Wilderness, if it is spread out and arranged by Wan Xiaoge's good things and then passed out, then the true disciples of Taixu Mountain will definitely lose face and weaken the Yaochi Holy Land.

The wind and green fall on the mountain, and Gu Xiaojian Saint gave the Holy Son of the Yaochi Holy Land a lesson on the mountain road, which should not be called dismounting!

Runan Zhou said angrily: "Feng Qingluo, you'd better not go too far, otherwise you can't afford the life-and-death matters of countless cultivators and ordinary people." ”

If you can't take the world of the Great Cultivator to cross the void, then the cultivators who stay in the Great Wilderness will fall into the ruins with the world!

"Uncle Ru, don't talk about how noble you are, no matter how much you waste your tongue, that Yaochi Holy Son will not be able to face the pain of flesh and skin!"

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Under the mountain road, the Xuanwu Illusory Shadow around Elder Jiang of the Yaochi Holy Land had become extremely faint, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

It has reached the moment of life and death, and the sword hanging above the heads of the two people has been crushed downward inch by inch, and the ocean of Daze within a radius of dozens of miles has no wind and waves at this moment, and the waves crashed into the two of them!

Elder Jiang was now at the end of his crossbow, and from the time he used that trick Yao Chi Tianzun to pass down the earth secret technique, he was already doomed to his imminent failure, it was just a matter of time!

Gu Lang didn't care about Elder Jiang's Xuanwu secret technique at all, he forced him to force me to have a sword to break it, just as the so-called Ten Thousand Breaking Ten Thousand Laws If one could not break it with one sword, wouldn't it be a great name for the Sword Immortal in the heavens and ten thousand worlds!

He stood on top of the ocean, treading the waves, walking very slowly with each step, just like a secular man walking. But no one dared to underestimate Gu Lang's walk!

With each step, the waves in the ocean were turbulent, and when he walked to the distance less than a few zhang in front of one or two people in Jiangdao, a hundred zhang waves were gradually rushing behind him.

After a crisp sound, the Xuanwu Illusory Shadow vanished! The Daze magic sword hanging under the canopy of the sky finally fell, as fast as a meteor falling, and people didn't have time to react before they had already fallen in front of them!

The sword falls, the waves are prosperous!

The vast ocean of sword intent Daze submerged one or two people in the water, and Gu Lang's Daze magic sword, which had been raised for hundreds of years in Yunmeng Daze in the southern land, was really unstoppable as soon as it came out of its sheath.

A few moments later, Daze's magic sword let out an unwilling clanging sound and returned to its sheath, as if to ask Gu Lang, who was holding the sword, why didn't he cut the two of them under the sword! Gu Lang's sword came out of the sheath and hurt people and returned to the sheath, after all, he still did not cut the invincible Yaochi Holy Son under the sword.

Although Jiang Daoyi was able to escape the catastrophe, his Dao heart was indeed shattered! At the beginning, he was cut down to the dust by Su Mu on the bank of the Ruoshui River with the power of the demon army, and today he was cut down to the bottom of the valley again by the Little Sword Saint Gu Lang at the end of the mountain road of the main peak of the formation vein!

The Holy Son of Yaochi is a proud person, and as the Holy Son of the Four Holy Lands of the Human Race, Jiang Daoyi naturally has a reason to be proud! But there are many kinds of proud people, and there is a kind of proud person, who collapses after being frustrated, and Jiang Daoyi seems to be this kind of person!

The sword intent dispersed between heaven and earth and restored its original state of clarity, Jiang Daoyi and Elder Jiang of the Yaochi Holy Land were lying on the mountain road in tatters, and the photograph machine produced by the heavenly craftsmanship under the canopy quietly escaped into the void!

After all, the Holy Son of the Yaochi Holy Land couldn't help but smile and be generous, Gu Lang turned around and shouted to the main peak of the formation: "Senior Brother Feng asked Runan Prefecture to come down and carry people! His son-in-law also fainted without a single sword!"

Gu Lang walked out of the mountain road with his hands behind him, and looked at the two of them with disdain when he passed by one or two people in Jiangdao, "The Holy Son of Yaochi is just selling the first wine bag and rice bag!"

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Feng Qingluo, the main peak of the formation vein, listened to Gu Lang's shout, nodded, looked at Runan Prefecture, and said, "Uncle Shi! That son-in-law of your family has already fainted without being beaten, send someone down to carry him up! Otherwise, it will not be good if he has been hanging on the mountain road and is seen by the disciples who come and go!"

I don't know why he couldn't hold back the smile in his heart, a figure who was once the most high-level cultivator was lying quietly on the mountain path of the main peak of the formation veins at this moment, as funny as he was!

"Hahaha, if it's really a strange thing, don't you say that a holy son of the Lord of the Ru Vein was defeated head-on by a true disciple of my Taixu, you said that if this was known by the people of Wan Xiaoge, maybe it would be arranged into something and spread out!"

In the past, Mo Daoren, who had always been serious about the cliff master, seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, and Ru Nanzhou glanced around with an embarrassed face, as if he wanted to find out a peeping disciple from it, but the disciples around him had already dispersed as birds and beasts before the fragrance of a pillar.

"Wang Xuan, get over to the old man, don't think that the old man doesn't know where you are hiding, go and bring someone to carry those two fools up!" Runan Prefecture's irrepressible anger gushed out, pointing directly at Wang Xuan, the great disciple of the formation.

A figure gradually appeared in front of everyone in a flower garden on the main peak of the Formation Vein, wasn't it Wang Xuan, the great disciple of the Formation Vein who had been hiding here and peeping for a long time!

He respectfully came to Runan Prefecture and saluted and said, "Master, you take care of your disciple and immediately carry your uncle up." ”

There are a lot of strange things every year, and this year, the Holy Son, who was praised by Wan Xiaoge, would lose to the true disciple who was ranked one hundred miles away.

Wang Xuan summoned a few disciples and walked towards the mountain road and carried the Holy Son of Yaochi up. Seeing that the matter had a result, Mo Daoren led the disciples of the law enforcement team down the mountain road, they still have more important things to do, and coming here today to maintain order is just a temporary secondment.

Seeing that Mo Daoren was leaving, Feng Qingluo didn't have a long time to stay, so he said with a confession: "Since the matter is over, Uncle Ru will take the first step, and in seven years, Senior Sister Qingyan will definitely give a surprise when she gets married." ”

"Hmph, I don't think it's a surprise, it's a fright! ”

He didn't believe that Feng Qingluo would send any surprises, this experience had given him too much horror! If the Holy Son of Yaochi died on this mountain road today, it would be a disaster for Taixu Mountain, Yaochi, or for the living beings in the world!