In the vast sea of clouds, several mountain peaks stretched out abruptly above the sea of clouds. On the highest peak, a magnificent palace stands on the top of the mountain, which is even more gorgeous in the glow.

There are several people sitting in the main hall, both old and young, all of whom have the meaning of fairy wind and bones. Everyone sat in a semicircle, their faces a little worried.

One of the middle-aged men spoke: "There is nothing strange about that person's appearance except for his short hair, but the big black iron shell he is sitting on is really very strange, I have been cultivating for more than 500 years, and I have never heard of such a magic weapon." ”

A young girl next to the big man said, "That big iron-shelled monster is a little weird, but it's still very good-looking." My young disciples love it, and even I want to touch it closely. He chuckled as he spoke.

An old woman in gray on the opposite side said with a sullen face: "You can still laugh, that person is so rude." Thousands of miles away, my sword woman doesn't say that the name is moving, at least it can be counted, but that little boy doesn't respect my name, and even calls me 'aunt', my wife I have been cultivating for more than 800 years, and I am still the body of Yuan Yin, when did I have a ......" said and said a flush on his face.

The old man in Tsing Yi, who was sitting in the middle, brushed his hand and said slowly: "Fellow Daoists, the old man roughly understands today's events. Recently, a black-armored madman came to the mountain gate at the same time to ask for spiritual liquid......"

"It's not black armor, it's a black iron box, it's very big!" the girl interjected.

"Well, black iron box madman, cough, what kind of powerful spell did that person have that made all the Daoists willing to give away the spiritual liquid that they had worked so hard to accumulate?" asked the old man in Tsing Yi.

"I didn't show much profound mana. It's just that the black iron box is so powerful, the flying sword can't penetrate it, not to mention, and the speed is extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, several of my disciples were seriously injured by the flying iron box. And the madman, cowered in the iron box, looked unscathed. The middle-aged man said.

When everyone heard what Dahan said, they all nodded in unison.

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't make a sound for a long time, stroked his gray beard, and said: "It seems that the old man has to go down the mountain to meet this black armor for a while, ah, no, it's this black iron box madman......

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