The fine wind and sand swept across the faces of everyone in the huge Xuanfeng Desert like the little hands of the playful girls, but they had no idea about this delicate softness.

The situation of this desert battle is less terrifying than a year ago, but this real shock makes everyone's hearts tremble, like seeing a ghost.

With the help of the cold path of the soul power of the Wind Void Ancestor, he can fight with the Demon King Qilin and even the Valley Lord, although it is terrifying, but to put it bluntly, the confidence of a remnant soul of the Beginningless Realm is there, and those who have seen that battle are good and have some excuses.

But now... Liangyi Tianpin kills Taiji Dipin,

It's just that it's too expensive,

Looking at the back that completely disappeared in the distance, Fenghua, who had a dead face, was the first to shake his face, and mechanically looked around the sky at the masters of the rivers and lakes who fell into silence, and finally looked down at the people of the Xuanfeng Dynasty who slowly got up.

"Mo'er, today you can be regarded as saving grandpa's life. Rubbing his face like a ravine, Tsing Yi took a long breath of relief.

"Mo'er doesn't know the depth of this Heavenly Daoist's strength, but..."

"But it's..."

On Fenghua's side, Tsing Yi Fengmo looked down at the golden ticket scroll in his hand and muttered for a long time.

"But I just think that this person eats soft and not hard. Feng Mo frowned.

"When grandpa sat down, he told his grandson that people's ability is like a drizzle in the world, and a little ability will moisten everything silently, and no ability is like a light rain when the night is quiet, and when we wake up, there will always be crops to remember our good for a while. When we are about to die, there will always be people who say that this person has no great ability in his life, but he has lived peacefully for dozens or hundreds of years. ”

"The mighty ones are stormy, and it hurts the hearts of the old farmers after blowing through the crops. ”

"To put it bluntly, most of the thousands of creatures in the Source World are old farmers. Looking forward to the light rain in the sky and the earth, but there will always be one or two big storms in this life. ”

Feng Mo said this, and smiled bitterly.

Although these words of an old man who have experienced a lifetime quietly are cheesy, they have some great truth. Of course, with the support of a second-rate dynasty and the young frivolity, he was not arrogant before he met Leng Dao.

Now, he's a frog at the bottom of a well.

"People of the same generation, don't praise each other and suppress yourself. Feng Hua and Feng Silent and the others could naturally understand what Feng Mo was saying, but this father and grandfather were also worried that Feng Hua would be hit by the cold path and damage to the Dao heart.

"It's no big deal, aren't Jin Wu and Yi Tian also thinking like their grandson now?"

Seeing that the young master of the Beimu Dynasty and the Light Dynasty in the distance was also calm, this emaciated Feng Mo, who could be blown down by a gust of blows, shook his head.

"And it's also very good, staying at home in this life can be regarded as a great excitement of meeting the source domain in advance. Feng Mo sighed with relief.

Seeing one person in the two realms is like seeing the top of the source domain,

I'm afraid that only Leng Dao has this ability.

"Alas, the old man has never done anything to destroy their prestige. But today... Tsk, anyway, the vision of the Heavenly Daoist is not something we can measure, and now you old guy still clean up the mess of the Xuanfeng Dynasty. ”

On the other side, Zhang Sanxian, who shot before, was also bitter and stroked his beard.

"Let's go back to Golden Wind City first. ”

Seeing the murderous Leng Dao today, they were really shocked that they didn't catch their breath, and Fenghua stood in the air for a moment before greeting Wind Valley and the others.

Although he was hit hard by the cold road, he had to live his own life!

At this point, a life-and-death battle that should have decided the fate of the two second-rate dynasties came to an end.

......

After seeing the terrifying and terrifying methods of Leng Dao, the martial arts masters of this dynasty concluded that Leng Dao was destined to be the pride of heaven and earth from birth.

Perhaps, after all, there is always some predestined providence that the name of the Heavenly Daoist can descend on the young man.

But since he was a child, he walked with a knife on his back, slept with a knife, experienced battlefield battles, and presided over two newlywed young people, from the moment he left the Tianyue Dynasty, how could he not be fighting against the misty heaven and earth, and fighting against the fate that was manipulated?

The young man in a white robe stayed in these second- and third-rate dynasties, whether he went to a first-class dynasty, said thank you to the tavern waiter for serving wine and food, or fought with the Demon Dao Venerable of the Infinite Realm without fear, and just wanted to avenge the blood revenge of the Tianyue Leng family, if he could unravel the fate of the Heavenly Dao that had been added to him, how could he not want to tickle the little fox in his arms at the top of that sunset mountain, and then feed the little guy a bite of osmanthus pastry?

The worldly fireworks are a good thing, and the helmsman of the Qin family, who is the product of the infinite earth, is yearning for it, and this young man who is moving forward with a heavy load is even more so.

However, this unclear bond, the unreluctance of the fetters is at the mercy of fate!

Maybe one day that white-robed young man can really stand on the top of heaven and earth and look down on the clouds of the nine heavens, but how much can he remember at that time?

When I was young, the secular mountains and wilderness were not the most pleasant, the fireworks in the farmhouse courtyard were not the most intense, and the fruit restaurant in the small city was the most down-to-earth.

The little fox sleeping in his arms is the most abrasive.

......

"Can you, an old fellow, sit idly by and ignore the affairs of the First Sword Sect?"

The middle region, above the sea of clouds, the top of the sea of clouds,

The patriarch of the clan who was suspended in front of him with a yin and yang chessboard was sitting alone today, setting aside a few meters of light, quietly watching the chess game in front of him.

Black Lore,

A milky voice came, and he looked at Bo Xuan, the controller of the great sect power of the Demon Dao, who was already sitting strangely opposite Zong Zhengxuan.

"I've lost all the candy today," Seeing Zong Zhengxuan looking up at himself, Bo Xuan sighed, full of unwilling appearance of beating his chest, obviously suffering a big loss in the hands of his marble friend.

"You dare to appear in such an eventful season?" Zong Zhengxuan smiled speechlessly.

"Eventful, it seems that the Soul Yin Hall Lord has a good perception, and it is indeed a little strange that you are in the right path during this time. ”

As the two of them talked, it seemed that the implication was what they wanted to hear the most, and Bo Xuan shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the chess game.

"Dead chess," the corners of Bo Xuan's mouth curled inexplicably.

"It's indeed a dead chess, with the existence of that nine-tailed heavenly fox, isn't it a dead chess move if a sword sect acts and a heavenly dao person comes?" Zong Zhengxuan sighed lightly as soon as he scattered the energy chess pieces in front of him.

"According to the Thousand Feathers Sect Master's intentions... Even if that Heavenly Daoist confronted the One Sword Sect Master, the patriarch would not be able to make a move. By the way, didn't the valley continue to track the Heavenly Daoists during this time?"

Rubbing his temples, Zong Zhengxuan glanced at Bo Xuan's small face after speaking.

In the face of the Heavenly Dao who rushed thousands of miles to the One Sword Dynasty, the two Daos of the Right and the Demon actually chose to stop at the same time, which is not as simple as incomprehensible.

"That's why I came to your Zongzheng family today!" Xuan Bai's eyes were relative to Zongzheng Xuan.

"It stands to reason that my Bo Xuan Palace, the Soul Yin Hall above the Bo Xuan Palace, and the Heavenly Demon Valley above the Soul Yin Palace have all been just waiting to see what is happening during this time, but it is also because of the influence of your righteous path. But you are right... What do you mean?"

They have always liked to disturb the pace of the Heavenly Dao people one step ahead of the righteous path, and it would be best if they could demonize the Heavenly Daoists, but the sudden stagnation of the power of the righteous path sect made them confused.

There must be demons in the abnormal, and the righteous path is lax, and even they have begun to be a little suspicious of the turmoil in the dark.

"What was the previous chess game?"

"Dead chess?"

Zong Zhengxuan and Bo Xuan asked and answered.

"If it can be calculated, how can the patriarch make a dead move?" Seeing that these thousands of years old opponents were also confused, Zong Zhengxuan sneered and laughed.

"When the Thousand Feather Sect Master informed me that the Zongzheng family acted rashly, the patriarch could feel that he was also puzzled by this arrangement, so... Orders may have come from yin and yang. ”

Zong Zhengxuan smacked his lips.

Layer by layer, layer by layer is more confusing than layer, he really can't see through this game of chess!

He didn't know if the order from the Yin and Yang Land, one of the two places of the righteous path, and the Heavenly Demon Valley, one of the twin valleys of the demon path, was the first way.

But when you think about it, it doesn't matter if it's or not, in the end, only Yantian and Youfu are involved.

The two orders to wait and see what is changing spread from top to bottom, is it that the real martial arts power can't see through the variables of the Heavenly Dao, or is it just because they see through it and are silent?

"Then you old guy didn't think that Leng Dao would use the power of Heavenly Dao again?"

Leng Dao's One Sword Dynasty this time is nothing more than his quasi-pet, but now if the pet of the Heavenly Daoist is the proud daughter of the Ten Thousand Beasts, they will not frown, but that pet is a nine-tailed heavenly fox.

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox hadn't appeared in the Source Domain for 10,000 years, and they knew better than anyone what that meant.

Surprisingly, they should have caught the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox and asked about the mystery of her appearance, but when the peak power of the Righteous Demon conveyed the Don't Move Cold Dao, it also attached an order not to allow dignitaries from the First Sword Sect.

The reason why Zong Zhengxuan and Bo Xuan are confused is precisely because of this knot.

As long as the secret of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox can be discovered, the mystery of the Holy Gu that has been pressing on the heads of the two realms of the righteous and demonic for 10,000 years can be solved. With such a precious clue in front of them, they can't move, what do those supreme powers think?

Moreover, with the degree of care that Leng Dao cared about the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, seeing the grievances that the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox was suffering now, and the One Sword Sect and even the other top forces that rushed to the One Sword Dynasty must be an endless situation, but Leng Dao still only had the strength of the ants.

They also knew where the ability to rescue the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox came from, but wasn't it just to let the Heavenly Daoist grow up naturally?

"Wondered what to do?"

Zong Zhengxuan looked at the distant sky with empty eyes, and it seemed that he did not see through the fog not far from him, and under such a contradiction, Zong Zhengxuan slowly stood up.

"What are the Lord of the Flame Heaven and the Lord of the Hidden Mansion thinking?"

Zong Zhengxuan held his hand behind him, and the thousands of miles suddenly roared, cracking a huge clear passage. The next moment, the seemingly young patriarch of the Zongzheng family and the Boxuan Palace Master named after him all sighed from afar.

The young man who had been running wild for half a year from the Xuanfeng Dynasty and had exhausted the Yin and Yang Martial Sources ninety-nine times in the middle of the way, had stepped into the One Sword Dynasty at this time.

The source domain is only half a month away from the Chinese New Year's Eve of this year.