Chapter 637: Looking for the White Jade Bottle

When Liu Lianlang was planted, Tianyu's ghost and god flags stopped extending in an instant, and those golden nets disappeared after a while, and then the ghost and god flags turned into a small flag and shot towards the falling willow waves, and the pitch-black Netherworld Divine Dragon immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and drilled into the ghost god flag. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Far away, the leader of the Blood Moon God Sect, who had been controlling the Blood Demon Divine Dragon to escape without his life, suddenly discovered the changes in Tianyu, and suddenly turned around, and saw Liu Lianlang planting headlong into the vast sea below, without destroying his own Yuan Shen, and then destroying himself, he couldn't help but stop the Blood Demon Divine Dragon.

Then he looked at the scene of the Netherworld Divine Dragon chasing the Ghost Divine Flag, and the Ghost Divine Banner chasing the willow waves that kept falling downward, and laughed dumbly.

"Haha! haha......"

In the storm, thunderbolts flashed, and demon clouds rolled, and at this moment, Ouyang Langlong, the leader of the Blood Moon God Sect, was also in a mess, and the pitch-black demon robe that had already lost his external body protection demon gang was also torn into pieces in the battle, torn in the wind. And the torrential rain all over the body gathers, and the water flows in.

However, when he escaped death and saw Liu Lianlang desperately planted in the middle of the sea, he was instantly excited to the extreme, excited, laughing wildly above the Blood Demon Divine Dragon, and at the same time struggling to wave the dragon's blood flag, unable to calm down for a long time.

Under the frantic shaking of the dragon's blood flag, the pitch-black canopy suddenly burst out with a red glow, these crimson gods continued to bridge, and soon engulfed all the darkness, and in an instant, the entire sky was as red as blood, and the shadow of the dragon's blood corpse flew everywhere, the thunder and lightning were still there, the howling cold wind was still there, and the pouring rain was still there.

However, everything that still existed was covered with the color of red blood, and Ouyang Langlong, the leader of the Blood Moon God Sect, was in this bright red blood world, laughing wildly, and then once again controlling the Blood Demon Divine Dragon to fly wildly in this world until he was exhausted.

After three days and three nights of madness, the Blood Moon God Sect Leader finally quieted down, and at this time, the thunder and lightning disappeared from the sky, the pouring rain stopped, and the howling cold wind also turned into a habitual night wind.

The sky is blue, the waning moon is lonely and cold, and the cold stars are lonely and friendless.

The Blood Moon Divine Sect Leader had no Blood Dragon Banner in his hand, and no Blood Demon Divine Dragon under his feet, just floating above the vast ocean current under his feet, he raised his eyes and looked up at the sky, chasing the clouds and the moon, but the clouds ignored it, and the moon was speechless. Silently looking down, chasing the sea and the cross-current, but the Canghong is far away and flows ruthlessly, blindly rushing without stopping!

Seeing all this, Ouyang Langlong, the leader of the Blood Moon God Sect, suddenly felt infinitely lonely, depressed, and miserable!

This loneliness, depression and pain comes from seeing the dark waves above the sea, the colors of which are full of melancholy and inexplicable loss. Looking at the dark waves rising into the sky in the sea, the Blood Moon God Sect Leader thought of Liu Lianlang inexplicably, thinking that he would be infinitely excited when he died, but in fact it was not the case at all, after the excitement he thought he had, he was full of sadness, why is this? He clutched his chest and asked himself.

The Blood Moon God Sect Leader couldn't figure out why. Not only did he not understand, but he was also inexplicably in pain, feeling that his world was inseparable from Liu Zhilang!

"Why is that? Why is this .....?"

The Blood Moon God Sect Leader shouted, tears streaming down his face, and whistling towards the Eastern Blood Moon.

"Haha! Haha! It's a madman, it's a fool, it's all a madman!

When the Blood Moon God Sect Leader left inexplicably sadly, there was a hearty laugh and curse from tens of thousands of feet in the sky, and the person who came from this laughter was none other than the Longyun Mountain Venerable who refused Liu Zhilang's rescue. For fifteen days, he had been standing in the sky, watching the vicissitudes of battle between Liu Zhilang and the Blood Moon God Sect Master, and he hadn't left because he was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to lose both.

He wanted to use this opportunity to eliminate Liu Yinglang and the Blood Moon God Sect leader in one fell swoop. Because in his eyes, these two people must die, one is a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and he will never be comfortable if he is not removed. The other is the cult leader who is about to become the head of the demon sect. Killing the former will benefit you immensely, and killing the latter can make a name for yourself in the entire Earth Immortal World, and immortalize the history of the Xuanling Sect Earth Immortals!

Everything is almost as he expected, that Liu Lianlang is half dead, he fell into the sea, he will definitely die, he doesn't need to make a move, as for the Blood Moon God Sect Leader who roared away like a madman, as long as he gave him a fatal blow, he would naturally die.

In the laughter, Reverse Batian's face sank, his eyes were cold, and with a wave of his huge sleeves, a thousand phantom centipedes suddenly flew out of his sleeves, and then the thousand phantom centipedes shot towards the back of the opponent's heart under the urging of his huge spiritual power.

This Thousand Illusion Centipede, he was still left behind when the country of the Five Poisons besieged Liu Zhilang, and he thought about it at that time, he could kill the two of them, but he must not be the Xuanlingmen exercises, otherwise there will be endless troubles. In fact, there is another one in the sleeve, which is reserved for Liu Zhilang, and it seems that it is not needed.

However, Reverse Batian has always hated a person in his heart, a person who has contradicted himself many times, and that person is Song Zhen, the real person of Qimei, the master of the Blood Condensation Peak. So he planned to leave the remaining Thousand Illusion Cipedes to Song Zhen.

"Ah!" Not long after, tens of thousands of zhang away, Reverse Batian heard the expected scream very happily, and then a burst of green mangs flashed under his feet, and he shot in the direction of Longyun Mountain with a long-standing green mang giant sword.

For everything that follows, it has long been regarded as a passing thing, and I don't care about it anymore, just like the process of cultivating immortals that I once stepped on, the past is gone, time is not turned back, and it is in vain for anyone to object.

A few hours later, the Reverse Overlord appeared on the huge rock tongue in front of the Sun Moon Palace in Longyun Mountain.

Under the crescent moon of Tianyu, he stood on the edge of the rock tongue, admiring a thousand-year-old moon gall bottle as white as jade. The gall bottle is very beautiful, and there is a unique seal of Xuanlingmen at the mouth of the bottle, this kind of seal will be unlocked by any disciple of Xuanlingmen, and inside the seal is the millions of Xuanlingmen disciples who were rescued by Liu Zhilang and went to participate in the Millennium Conference.

But at the moment, no one has opened the seal. Because a person who was supposed to open this seal has not yet appeared, this person must be a person arranged by Liu Yilang before attending the Millennium Conference. This person didn't appear, and he preemptively tracked down this white jade gall bottle to this place.

When I came at that time, this white jade pill bottle was lying quietly on the edge of the huge rock tongue in front of the Sun and Moon Palace, and below the rock tongue was the Taicang River, which was boiling all day long, and there were crazy surges here, if I came a little late, this white jade pill bottle would sink to the bottom of the Taicang River forever.

In that way, the millions of disciples in it may be sealed for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even hundreds of millions of years, maybe forever and ever, until one person discovers it and opens it.

Naturally, this white jade pill bottle will not let it fall into the hands of that person, let alone open it by someone other than himself!

"Shhhh

At the same time, he began to think cautiously, whether to destroy the white jade pill bottle in his hand, or to open it, if so, when to open it, and in what way?

Half a month later, when Yu Haoyue was consummated again, two figures, one large and one small, finally floated in the direction of Cuihe Peak. The eldest one was dressed in a pink dress, his hair was in a high bun, his face was pale and indifferent, but he was very glamorous and arrogant, dignified and beautiful, and his eyes were as clear as a spring. In his left hand, he held a pink-colored divine sword, while in his right hand he held a white white jade wine jug with pale pink lotus wine inside. In front of her was a big-eyed eleven or twelve-year-old girl in a pale blue gauze dress, holding a silver-white conch in her hand. A faint mist lingered outside his body.

As soon as the two figures settled, the four eyes searched everywhere.

"Little Master, no, where is the white jade gall bottle, there are still stones here except stones!" said the little girl.

"Don't worry, Yaya! what the master said, it will definitely be done, it seems that there is an accident in the middle, let's sit at this jade table and wait!" Yun Qianmeng said, but when he said this, the autumn waves flickered, and he was still looking around.

Then beckoned Yaya to sit at the table, put the sword of Danxia Hongmeng and the lotus wine pot on the blue jade table, and then said: "Let's accompany the master to drink a few glasses of lotus bar, the master likes to drink!"

Yun Qianmeng said as she poured three glasses of lotus wine, one for herself, one for Yaya, and one between the two. After pouring the wine, Yun Qianmeng didn't speak again, raised the wine glass, and said a lot of words silently in her heart, then looked at the wine glass between the two, covered her mouth and drank it, the wine was in her stomach, fragrant and pleasant, but her eyes were full of tears.

"Little Master, why are you crying? Look at how beautiful the Master's Sun and Moon Palace is! If it weren't for the Master's retreat, I would have wanted to come here for a while!" the girl said in surprise.

"Hehe, no, Yaya! The fog in the Canghe River is too much, look at you, your face is full of fog beads!" Yun Qianmeng disguised.

"Oh! Little Master, didn't you say that Master Master was going to retreat and practice for ten years? If he doesn't come back, why should he pour him a glass of lotus wine?" Yaya said strangely as she looked at a full glass of lotus wine between the two.

"Hehe, this is not for the master, but the little master poured two glasses at once, and then it is convenient to drink?" Yun Qianmeng said far-fetchedly, then picked up the cup of lotus wine and looked at it for a while, and drank it too.