When the general heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the wood carving on the table. But he suddenly remembered what happened to Fang Cai, and immediately lowered his head, suppressing the curiosity in his heart at all, and didn't dare to stare again. At this moment, in his eyes, Luo Yuan was a god. It was just a piece of wood carved out of ordinary wood, which could make a battle-hardened man fearful, even dead, and such means were far beyond his imagination.

Luo Yuan groaned slightly, then looked at the shelf on the left, and with a casual move, he took a piece of wood carving into his hand. Immediately, he brought another piece of cloth from the table, which was casually covered with the wood carving. Then, he casually threw the wooden block to the general: "You can bring this to them, remember to tell the two of them, don't stare at it for too long, otherwise it will affect the mind." If nothing else, go down. ”

The general held the wood carving in both hands and said respectfully to Luo Yuan: "Yes, the last general will leave." With that, he turned and departed with two of his attendants.

"Transform into a god, turn into a god with a primordial baby, look at the charm of the heavens and all the spirits, and cast your own avenue. At the moment, I can't depict the wood carving of the Avatar Monk, and I always feel that the artistic conception is a little worse. However, if it is portrayed in the form of a desert distraction, it may not be unsuccessful. I already have a little understanding of the artistic conception, but the doppelganger is a doppelganger after all, and it is still not perfect. After all, there is no primordial spirit, and after all, I still owe a little heat. Luo Yuan lowered his head and pondered, groaning slightly.

Spring goes to winter, and another two years pass in a hurry. Five years have passed since Luo Yuan came to this town. Five years have passed, making Xu Shanhu's hair a few more strands of white, and making Ajie's eyes a little more wrinkled. And Xu Qiuyan has become slim, like a hibiscus out of the water. Although he is still young, he has an extremely dusty aura, and has a unique temperament that cannot be matched by mortal women. In the past two years, Zhao Jiu and Zheng Fang have come less often than before.

Time has also left its mark on their countenances. Zhao Jiu became silent, his eyes wrinkled from time to time, and he seemed to have endless thoughts in his heart. Zheng Fang, on the other hand, has a lot of scars, his face has become rough, and he has a hideous scar, which is no longer as handsome as before. Over the years, he has spent most of his time fighting and killing on the battlefield, and the places he has passed are full of bones and mountains, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood. The war made him no longer as gentle as he was back then, he used to be a handsome son, as gentle as jade. Now he is more like a spear, showing his edge, intimidating enemies from all directions.

In the past two years, Gongzi Fuhuai has also been constantly dealing with the relationship between the court. Back then, he was said to be the prince, just because he had a bigger chance of winning, but it didn't mean that there was no threat. In the past two years, the emperor's health has deteriorated, and even if he has a national teacher alchemy, he has become old. The emperor expected himself to live a long life, or even immortality, but apparently, some people did not want to see him live that long.

It's just that all this is like a breeze on Luo Yuan's face, and five years have not left a trace on his face. He is still so young, handsome, and plump. With the boom in business, he has accumulated a lot of wealth, but he has never cared about all this.

The past five years seem to have passed in a hurry inadvertently, but for the border wasteland, it is too painful. In the past five years, I don't know how many times there have been collisions between the column domain and the domain domain. The monks on both sides showed their magical powers, almost everyone was injured by the Supreme of the Avatars, more than three hundred Yuanying monks fell, and even more than thousands of Jindan monks. The number of avatars on both sides has gradually increased from ten at the beginning to twenty.

Forty incarnate god supremes, what a terrifying concept. If these forty people shot together, it would be enough to set off a stormy wave in the Endless Sea, even in the Eight Domains. Their shots are penetrating to the sky, and their supernatural powers can shatter the void, and one step out is eight hundred miles away. Within a radius of 300,000 miles, this country has become a forbidden area, even if it is on the edge, non-primordial ancestor-level existences cannot be approached.

This is a battle for the ages, but it is still in the making, and it seems that there is still a lack of an opportunity, a full-scale war ***. If this war starts, it will be immense, and I don't know how many billions of miles will be plunged into turmoil. From the supreme god to the mortal women and children, few people can stay out of it.

"Is there any news of King Han?" In a palace made of dark iron, a figure spoke in a deep voice.

"King Han does have news coming, but it is not optimistic. He said that in the endless sea, he had felt the breath of the people who fought with him back then, and it seemed that he was more than a little stronger, which made him jealous, and it was not good to shoot directly, and he needed King Liu and them to make a move before he could fight. Another voice sounded slowly, and there was a bit of solemnity in the words.

At this moment, a monk in heavy armor stepped forward with a gloomy face: "It seems that the monks of the Balance Sect are going to fight again, and there are more monks gathering in the Boundless Sea, which is not good news for us. Secondly, it is not a good thing to have an existence that can make the Great Venerable of Refining Void jealous, we should go and inform the Great Venerable of Liu Wang and the others, only they can stop or kill. ”

"King Han is old, he has gone downhill, his qi and blood have decayed, and he has not fully recovered from the heavy injuries he has been injured, and he will never be at his peak again. A cold woman's voice came out, and the temperature around the hall suddenly dropped a little.

An old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with an unkind expression: "Hehe, although King Han was seriously injured, he has also recovered seventy or eighty percent of his strength. Even if he is old, he is still the king of Han and the great master of refining the void. A junior monk who can make him jealous, how could he not go to the Red Immortal Supreme to behead this person?"

"Enough!" suddenly resounded in the hall, like thunder falling from the sky, roaring endlessly. The entire palace was shaking, and cracks appeared on the walls of the palace made of dark iron. didn't wait for the words to fall, but saw a figure suddenly appear in the center of the main hall, this person's hair was purple, and there was a round of purple sun in the pupils of his eyes, and his breath was strong and unstoppable.

When the surrounding God Supremes saw this person, their faces changed, and then they stopped talking. This person's name is the Purple Sun Saint Monarch, and he is the sixth ranked among the cultivators of the Divine Transformation Realm, and his cultivation is thorough to the heavens and the earth, which can shatter the stars in the sky and incinerate everything in the world. Even the supremes who are also from the Domain can't help but be full of jealousy in their hearts, and their strength can be seen.

"Cowardice before a fight is extremely useless, and the first thing we need to bear the brunt of right now is to defeat those Domain Supremes. How can a mere boundless balanced teaching be compared to my realm. If you really have a dislike in your heart, after the end of the war, you will fight each other, and the deity will never ask. But at this moment, if anyone breaks the rules, don't blame the deity for being ruthless. As soon as the Purple Sun Saint Monarch spoke, there was a cold glint in his eyes, which was a clear threat.

"We can't wait for the fellow Daoists in the rear to come over for a while, but at the moment, the Supreme of the Equilibrium Sect is not far from us. And there are still those who have not yet arrived in the endless sea, if you want to win, I am afraid it will be a little difficult. Besides, although we have been killing each other for five years, none of the other party's gods have been killed. A supreme in a plain robe spoke softly, analyzing the current situation.

"Then let them die a few of them, so that they can be crushed in one blow. Although their morale is not flawed at the moment, as long as one person falls, it will be their defeat. The Purple Sun Saint Monarch's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Patriotic Central

"How long will it take for the Daoists in the Boundless Sea to arrive, the teleportation array was destroyed by the other party, and now everyone is injured, and the current situation is not good. A young man in a brocade robe tapped his palms with a folding fan and paced.

Hearing this, an old man in ragged clothes beside him put his hand on his shoulder: "Young man, don't think too much, what should come is always coming." At first, I thought that I would only need to fight for a year and a half, but it has been five years for the good guys. If they start from the Balanced Teaching, I am afraid that it will take more than ten days. I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore, this old bone. ”

"Why do you say this, the old man's age is not much younger than yours, and now he is still alive. The patriarchs in the sect have their own measurements, and they will not leave us alone. The old man believes that if the time is ripe, the ancestors will definitely strike with thunder and destroy all enemies. How can you say that the domain is also a dignified domain, and with all the power of one domain, how can there be more than twenty people here? Moreover, you need to be careful these days, the other party may also know that we still have reinforcements, so don't go to the road. An old man sitting cross-legged with a horizontal sword whispered in a low voice, his hair was windless and automatic, and there were two breaths in his body that collided sharply, constantly making dull sounds.

The Nether Temple

"What should I do about Luo Yuan? Just let him go like this, isn't this too cheap for him. The Fallen Soul Supreme's eyes narrowed, and his face was even more gloomy and about to drip water.

"Back then, Gu Daozun opened his mouth like that, did you dare to touch the mold? Right now, even the Balanced Sect doesn't dare to turn against Gu Daozun, so it's up to me to wait. Anyway, it's not you and me who are dead, they can only consider themselves unlucky. He Chuan was calmly drinking tea on the side, but his hands were trembling slightly, obviously not quiet in his heart, far from being as indifferent as it seemed on the surface.

"This matter is ignored by the Balance Sect, even if it is the supreme in the extreme underworld, I am powerless to make a move. If this matter is not successful, it will be fine, but the Balance Sect has also issued an order, asking me to wait until I set foot on the battlefield and fight to the death against someone from the Upper Domain. We didn't know about the battle thousands of years ago, how could you and I be able to compete with the strength of the Balance Domain? Although the Balance Sect is powerful, it is not the entire Domain after all, Kunlun is a wall-to-wall view, if you and I go, it will be in vain!" The Fallen Soul Supreme looked gloomy, and in his hand he held a token with a "battle" written on it. The word "balance" is engraved on the back, and as soon as this order comes out, even the Supreme must obey it, otherwise there will be only one death.