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"Miaoyue Fairy, the opening of the six peaks of Lushan is the right thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Zhao Haoran, standing in the air lightly, wearing a white robe swaying with the wind, Haoran righteousness behind him like a white cloud.

"The three of us are all True Spirit Great Cultivators in the world, how can we watch the East Sea Demon Clan kill innocents indiscriminately?" His eyes, along with the sound of killing below, gradually turned blood-red, like a bloodthirsty killing god.

The old dragon king of the East China Sea, Ao Bai, was furious, "Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Na Luo Guiyi, the three of you, the third prince who killed this king that day, this account has not been settled clearly! Today, since you have walked out of Haoran Peak, this king will have to calculate it with you again!" Immediately, he stretched out a pair of fleshy palms and slapped towards Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu.

The dragon clan has rough skin and thick flesh, and Na Ao Bai has lived for nearly a thousand years, and his spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary monks of the same level of the human race. At this moment, he saw that he was not far from Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu, so he used a set of golden dragon palm techniques to go to sea, and wanted to engage in hand-to-hand combat with these two. He was originally the only five-clawed golden dragon in the East China Sea today, and its dragon claws were sharp and hard, comparable to ordinary sword weapons. At this moment, with a wave of his palms, it was like ten powerful weapons, and the golden light struck.

Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu both snorted coldly, and at the same time drew their swords. I saw that Zhao Haoran's sword rolled up a thousand layers of Haoran righteousness, and blocked Ao Bai's palm. Righteousness is like a cloud, it seems to be nothing, but it is extremely strong. One of Ao Bai's palms, hit it, only slightly fell into half an inch, and was shocked back. On the other side, Lu Zixu, whose body and sword merged, turned into a blood light, passing through the golden light of Ao Bai's other palm, and stabbed directly into his palm. Ao Bai's wrist moved, his five claws retracted, and he flew outward, and the blood light flew diagonally upward, let out a wailing sound, and then swooped down again.

Lu Miaoying, shot. As soon as she raised her hand and danced, countless stars hung down, forming a bright light curtain between Ao Bai, Zhao Haoran, and Lu Zixu.

"You all want to go to heaven and heaven, and you don't have to fight for the mere battles in this world. Lu Miaoying said wonderfully in the light of the infinite stars.

The three of them made a move, and Lu Miaoying saw it clearly. At this moment, wars are raging in the world, and the sound of killing is everywhere. Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu, one continuously absorbs the heroic righteousness of the human race in the world when it is in danger, and the other continuously absorbs the killing qi of the human race on the battlefield of the human race, and those unjust ghosts who died in battle can be used by the black dragon envoy Wen Tianxiang. In this way, it is also difficult for him to join the battle at this moment, join forces with Ao Bai, and defeat these three people. Of course, you can also find another help, but when it comes to Xingyun Bamboo, there are other secrets, but Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai are not good at getting other True Spirit Great Cultivators involved.

The star light curtain led by Lu Miaoying is vast, and there seems to be endless mysteries hidden between the flashes. Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu stood in the void, their faces surprised. When Lu Miaoying opened his mouth like this, Zhao Haoran waved his hand, put away the long sword, showed a gentle expression, and said lightly, "Fairy Miaoyue's words are deeply in my heart. Immediately, he turned sideways and said to the angry Ao Bai, "Before, I waited for the three brothers, who had no eyes and no beads, and offended the third prince. But there is a debtor and a debtor, why does the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea poison the world so much? ”

On the same day, Ao Bai led the East China Sea Dragon Palace Protector Dragon, Biyou Palace, Haiku Temple and other masters to kill Haoran Peak, to find Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, Luo Guiyi, and avenge the third prince. Zhao Haoran and the others were powerless, if it weren't for Ma Linghua's induction with Chi Mingshu, who could drive slightly, the three of them would not have escaped death. But now it is different from the past, and now Zhao Haoran and the others not only have some divine sense blend with the Red Tomorrow Book, but the authentic Confucian Haoran righteousness in their own body has also grown a lot from scratch. Zhao Haoran's words at this moment were said in a dignified and honest manner, without fear.

Na Ao Bai was even more angry, and the two golden dragon claws skyrocketed like halberds, and the two dragon horns on the top of his head trembled slightly, causing bursts of thunder in the air.

The sound of rushing and killing below became louder and denser, wave after wave, straight into the sky. The fire, the blood, was red to the earth, to the sky, to the sky, and to countless ghosts, roaring, bewildered, weeping and laughing. It's like dusk and night, coming at the same time.

Zhao Haoran is still light and light, and the white auspicious clouds condensed by Haoran's righteousness behind him are like mountains and seas, but like a humble gentleman, there, solemnly smiling. Lu Zixu, his eyes were closed, his expression seemed to be very painful, and his body was immersed in a blood mist. The black dragon made Wen Tianxiang disappear, where it was, the yin wind gusted, and in the middle of the dark and dark, a black shadow squirmed like a fetus.

Lu Miaoying, her face sank, and she held a pool of emerald green, which was the Xingyun Bamboo, and said coldly, "These Haoran righteous qi and gloomy ghosts below are used to open Haoran Peak and Rakshasa Peak. Wait, do you really want to listen to the good words and persuasion of this palace, lead yourself up, and fight with this palace and Ao Daoyou!?"

"Fairy Miaoyue, it's not that I don't care about the overall situation, but Ao Daoyou refuses to give up today. Zhao Haoran opened his mouth and said.

Lu Miaoying turned around and said to Ao Bai, "Ao Daoyou, the matter of revenge is not for a moment, even if it is not too late to go to the heavens." ”

"Ao Daoyou, Haoran Peak and Rakshasa Peak are about to open. This is the destiny of heaven, do you want to go against the sky? ‘

Ao Bai slowly restrained his breath and said in a rough voice, "Today, for the sake of Fairy Miaoyue, I won't care about you." It's just that we, the real monks, can't interfere in how the people below act. ”

Zhao Haoran was silent, as if he was secretly discussing with Lu Zixu and Wen Tianxiang.

"Ao Bai," Wen Tianxiang's figure appeared from the darkness, his voice accompanied by the yin wind, "You have exhausted the six thousand transformation monks in the East China Sea, how can you fight this battle?

Ao Bai, looking up and laughing, but it was a passionate dragon chanting.

Lu Miaoying glanced down and said lightly, "The East China Sea Transformation Monk came out in order to kill Zhu Yuanzhang. You must know why. This is a catastrophe, and we and the True Spirit Monks do not need to interfere, we just need to abide by the agreement and wait and see what happens. “

Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Wen Tianxiang were silent again. Zhu Yuanzhang has gained most of the dragon's energy, and he has the belief of the human race, which is where the hope of the human race to abandon ignorance lies. If the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea kills Zhu Yuanzhang and takes over the world, wouldn't it be that the Human Race will use the dragon as a totem again, and it will be difficult to have a chance to be outside?

The wind rose suddenly, and it was extremely cold, as if it were blowing from the underworld. An extremely faint black turned into wisps and floated strangely towards Lu Miaoying. Lu Miaoying casually pulled the Xingyun Bamboo into a sword flower, and between square inches, the galaxy was fully revealed. The wisps of black qi immediately retreated violently, until it retreated into the darkest black fetus. Suddenly, in the black fetus, countless screams, screams, and curses sounded, but then they fell silent and died.

Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu, their faces changed greatly.

Lu Miaoying's figure, in the starlight, was also hazy.

Ao Bai, sneering silently on the side.

After a while, Zhao Haoran stepped forward and said to Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai, "The luck of the human race can't be interrupted in our hands like this. Otherwise, the Linghua Fairy, as well as the Confucianism outside the sky, is not easy to explain. The two Taoist friends are so aggressive, we have to sacrifice our lives to accompany the gentleman. “

At the moment, it is getting late. Below, the various brilliance emitted by the monks' hands, and the flickering torches, made Qufu seem like day for hundreds of miles.

Lu Miaoying was in the flow of starlight, and suddenly spoke, "How about the six thousand transformation monks in the East China Sea, halved to participate in the war?"

As mentioned above, Zhu Yuanzhang Ying Tianfu has more than six layers of monks above the sixth level. The 6,000 transformation monks of the East Sea Demon Clan have been halved, and there are also 3,000 people. Moreover, demon monks of the same rank are often better than human monks. Lu Miaoying's proposal seemed to have made great concessions, but in fact, it did not change the balance of power between the two sides.

Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu were silent again. The Black Dragon Envoy, Wen Tianxiang, has not spoken since he fought with Lu Miaoying just now.

"Today, it was Ma Linghua who didn't come down. If Ma Linghua came down, how could this palace propose like this!" I only heard Lu Miaoying snort coldly, and vaguely, it seemed that there was quite a gap with Ma Linghua.

Over there, Ao Bai, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, looked dissatisfied, but he was afraid of the prestige of the Outer Heaven and the Moon Sect, as well as Lu Miaoying's methods, but he just wanted to stop talking.

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Outside Yuncheng, it was tragic and abnormal. The monks are desperate, and the ordinary warriors are also desperate. However, in a few rounds, the monks of Ying Tianfu have already lost most of them. Later, the army on the side of Ying Tianfu used ant tactics and general crowd tactics, rushing forward one after another, sending out most of the troops, relying on some law-breaking artifacts from Haoran Peak and Qingjing Peak of Lushan Mountain, besieging the demon cultivators flying in the sky. In this way of fighting, there are naturally heavy casualties, which is simply more than ten lives, more than a hundred lives, in exchange for one life of the enemy.

In Yuncheng, in Xu Da's big tent, a brave and bloody general lifted the curtain, broke in, and scolded loudly, "What the hell is going on! If you continue to fight like this, your brothers will all die!"

Xu Da slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, he glanced at the person in front of him, frowned slightly, and said unhurriedly, "The war is urgent, General Chang, don't charge at the front line, what do you do when you come to General Ben?"

This person is Chang Yuchun, who is known as the champion of the three armies and the first to charge.

"Fuck you!" Chang Yuchun, who was already hot-tempered, saw that Xu Da was still asking for the crime in a hurry at the moment, he suddenly became anxious, jumped up with his feet, and scolded loudly, "Okay, you Xu Da, it's all because of your indiscriminate command, Lao Tzu's vanguard camp is about to die! You're still fucking pretending here!"

The soldiers outside the tent heard Chang Yuchun's loud noise, and suddenly all of them rushed in. saw Xu Da, waved his hand, and motioned for all these pro-soldiers to withdraw.

At this time, the two Yin Body Confucian cultivators sent by Zhu Yuanzhang to protect Xu Da also appeared from the shadows, one of them stared at Chang Yuchun, and asked Xu Da, "General Xu, have you captured this person?" Xu Da got up, looked at the two Yin Body Confucian cultivators, and arched his hand and said, "Disturb the two seniors." Xu Da can still cope with these little things. ”

As soon as the two yin-body Confucian cultivators appeared, Chang Yuchun had fear in his eyes. After the two Yin Body Confucian cultivators gradually disappeared, he was silent for a moment, sat down on a chair angrily, and began to curse angrily, "The battle has begun, and you have ordered to storm in the direction of Qufu at all costs. In less than a stick of incense, another order was issued, and the whole army retreated! Isn't this a joke on the heads of the brothers?! Fuck you, forget about retreating, the monks of the demon army are too powerful, not only the monks on our side have suffered heavy losses, but those ordinary soldiers rushed up and were gone. But what the fuck did you give the order, let Lao Tzu charge again with only 3,000 men and horses, and at the same time strictly forbid the rear army to support, saying what kind of wheel warfare, luring the enemy!? What the hell are you securing? Isn't this letting Lao Tzu go to death for nothing?。。。。。。 “

Xu Da listened expressionlessly to Chang Yuchun's foul language in his big tent, without saying a word. After a while, he suddenly raised a jade talisman and said sharply to Chang Yuchun, "These are all military orders issued by King Wu himself!"

Chang Yuchun raised his head suddenly, looked at Xu Da blankly, and looked at the special communication jade talisman in Xu Da's hand, as if he was stunned. Suddenly, he jumped up from his seat again, "No! I want to show King Wu the truth ahead!"

Xu Da still didn't say a word, only holding the communication jade talisman high.

Chang Yuchun, seeing this situation, shook his body and said bitterly, "There are too many enemy monks, and they attack ordinary soldiers without any scruples. Although our army has the flying dragon claws of Haoran Peak and the three clear runes of Qingjing Peak, they often kill a hundred people and injure one. When he said this, he stepped forward, grabbed Xu Da's hand, and burst into tears, "General Xu! Don't you see it! The three thousand sergeants, half of them retreated, and I gave the order with tears, and they were cut in front of the battle, and the other half of the brothers rushed forward like death. But they rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, they were all gone, and there were no bones left。。。。。。。 “

Xu Datie's face was blue, and the bloodshot in his eyes was a little denser. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "General Chang, are you questioning General Ben's erroneous execution of King Wu's military orders, or are you questioning King Wu?"

Chang Yuchun, puffing out his eyes, ten fingers of both hands, deeply pinched into Xu Da's arms. Often in spring, the strength is infinite, and it can crack the cow empty-handed. Xu Da couldn't help but let out a painful moan, and the blood flowed from his arm. But Chang Yuchun didn't let go, and kept staring at Xu Da.

"King Wu's military order is the meaning of the Haoran Peak Haoran True Monarch, the Hate Sanren, and the Rakshasa Peak Black Dragon Envoy Three True Spirit Great Monks. Xu Da didn't shake off Chang Yuchun's hand, he still held the communication jade talisman high, looked ahead, and said in a low voice.

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Hangzhou Mansion, at the bottom of the West Lake, Wuxu pointed at Shen Changqi with Xingyun Bamboo, "Shen Changqi, the human race has reached such a critical juncture, and you are still so dodging." Can you hide from the bamboo sword in the little monk's hand, and can you hide from the heart of your own human race?"

Shen Changqi, looking at Wuxu, suddenly laughed and said, "The Dragon King ordered me to lead more than ten real demon cultivators, a thousand transformation demon cultivators, to meet the master's army of 100,000. Now the three-way army besieging Liyang has only three real monks and a hundred demon cultivators. Does the master still blame this king for not remembering the old?"

Wuxu held the Xingyun Bamboo and fought with Shen Changqi in the West Lake. Shen Changqi is fighting and avoiding. Wu Xuan had already concluded in his heart that the so-called third prince of the Dragon King was Shen Changqi, the scholar who went to sea to do business that day. He made several tentative remarks, but Shen Changqi seemed to have scruples and never answered. At this moment, Wuxu was so solemn, and he never responded positively.

"What is the difference between three real cultivators and more than 100 transformation demon cultivators and more than 10 or more than 1,000 demon cultivators? There are also 5,000 transformation demon cultivators in the East China Sea who participated in the battle of Qufu. What is the use of you secretly sending someone that emerald green jade talisman to ask me to come?" He had already deduced countless possibilities and situations in his mind, no matter how he calculated, the human race would be defeated in this battle, suppressed by the dragon race, and it would be difficult to develop. Unless the righteous monks of Lushan Mountain come down to Lushan to help, but this is almost impossible.

Don't say that those True Spirit Great Monks are real monks, they are ordinary monks, and at this juncture, there are few people who really care and are willing to take action. The great monk, saying that this is a catastrophe; the junior monk, like a junkie swallowing clouds and spitting mist, exhales spiritual energy, and has been drunk and dreamed of death for decades, hundreds of years, how can he risk his whole body to practice to interfere with the opening of the Haoran Peak and the Rakshasa Peak of Lushan?

The only thing that gives Wuxu confidence is that Wuxu will come from later generations, knowing that according to history, Zhu Yuanzhang will not die at this moment, and he will rule the world as an emperor in the future. This is also a secret reason why Wuxu dares to bet with Lu Miaoying. However, when Wuxu traveled through here, he had already discovered that this place was a fantasy world, which seemed to be the so-called parallel time and space. If this is the case, I am afraid that the so-called historical established process of the previous life of the Enlightenment Void cannot be applied. At this point, Wu Xu's heart is becoming more and more suspicious. And I became more and more confident. High in the sky, all kinds of fluctuations and all kinds of anomalies caused by the True Spirit Great Cultivator, Wuxu had already noticed it. There is also the area of Naqufu in the north, the fight of monks and soldiers, and Wuxu is also vaguely sensed. Nothing is rosy.

"Master Wuxu, the reason why the East China Sea Dragon Clan has done its best to transform into a demon cultivator this time, the master must already know. Shen Changqi listened to Wuxu's sigh, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice.

The reason why the Dragon King of the East China Sea ordered the transformation demon to cultivate was to kill Zhu Yuanzhang and stifle the appearance of the human race as a dragon, but in fact, it was the power of his own heroic spirit. Wuxu naturally knows. When the dragon king Ao bowed this order, Wuxu was beside him.

"The human race is becoming more and more prosperous, and the demon beast totem is replacing it with ideals and beliefs, which is the general trend. Wuxu looked at Shen Changqi and replied solemnly.

Shen Changqi nodded, his words were mysterious, "Since it is the general trend, it is like the East China Sea, then Zhu Yuanzhang is just a wave." Since it is the general trend, it is like the beautiful scenery of West Lake, and you and I are in the middle of it. “

Wuxu was stunned suddenly. At this moment, the two of them are at the bottom of West Lake, in the turquoise water, sneaking undercurrent. Shen Changqi on the opposite side is in the water, like a fish in the water, like a dragon in the water, and he can't see it really, as if he is in the four directions.

"Are you trying to replace it?" asked Wuxu in the middle of the sound.

Shen Changqi did not answer.

The water at the bottom of the lake was turbulent, like a thousand mountains toppling. After a few breaths, he gradually calmed down.

Shen Changqi, standing on the surface of the lake, looked up to the north. His gaze crossed the West Lake, crossed the Yangtze River, and was projected thousands of miles away in the war-torn places.

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters. He groaned. The surface of the lake is surging, and its sound is bubbling, as if Xizi has a spirit, and sings and harmonizes with it.

Wuxu slowly rose from the bottom of the lake, and also looked north, silent, listening to the rippling water under his feet. After a long time, Fang turned his head to look at Shen Changqi, "I don't have this body for a long time, when will I forget the camp?"

Shen Changqi raised his eyebrows, stared at Wuxu for a moment, and then laughed away.

Wuxu, lowered his eyebrows and clasped his palms, recited a Buddha name, and flew towards Liyang.

Above the West Lake, turmoil still exists.

That's right

The endless heights are full of true spirits, and the language is mysterious about the overall situation.

Chanting the West Lake, the storm wrinkled, and the general vaguely burst into tears.

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