Xueqiu blinked his eyes, squeaked a few times, and regardless of the stunned eyes of the people behind him, the young master of Dongfang smiled to himself: "Okay, if you are willing to go with me, then I will take you all over the continent to see the continent that I guarded in my previous life." ”

A sharp-eyed person saw the Xuanyuan Sword on Dongfang Zhuo's waist, and said endlessly: "Xuanyuan Sword?!"

Dongfang Zhuo nodded and said, "Your Excellency has a problem with your eyesight, I've been using it for so long to see it?"

Everyone immediately respected Dongfang Zhuo, and one of them said solemnly to Dongfang Zhuo: "I was a little puzzled by Dongfang Brother's decision before, so I was a little disrespectful, but now it seems that it is indeed the best policy, Huangfu Luo apologizes here, I'm sorry!"

Dongfang Zhuo shook his head with a smile, motioned for the snowball to come down, he pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, turned around and said, "The Shura clan followed us in, come, let us tell them that this is ours, home!"

He bit the word "home" very hard, and everyone understood it, and for a while, it was the crisp sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath......

Dongfang Zhuo and the others opened their mouths wide and looked at the angry snowball incredulously.

The snowball turned into a huge ball at this moment, and the snow-white hair was stained with the blood of the Shura clan, and they didn't know what to say, so everyone looked at Dongfang Zhuo and asked him to translate.

Dongfang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "Xueqiu said that if they come in again, they will all be served in a nest." ”

The monk who said that Snowball didn't look like a dangerous person had only two words in his heart at the moment......

The seriously injured Shura glanced at the people who were about to go deep into the hinterland of Kunlun, and then at the snowball in fear, and left here with an unwilling face.

The snowball turned back into a small ball, jumped onto Dongfang Zhuo's shoulder, and licked Dongfang Young Master's cheek as if to take credit.

Young Master Dongfang said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you're amazing." ”

Xueqiu snorted and squeaked, Dongfang Zhuo translated on the spot, "Xueqiu said that he was going to take a bath in Tianchi, and his body was covered with Shura's dirty blood, which was very dirty. ”

A monk in Qingzhou arched his hand and said, "Young Master Dongfang, can you let Xueqiu take us with you?"

Dongfang Zhuo thought for a while and asked Xueqiu, and the response he got was, "Let's go together, Xueqiu said that there is someone who can heal my Heavenly Dao scars." ”

Xuanwei Zi of the Xuanyan Ice Palace suddenly widened his eyes and urged: "Then follow it quickly!"

Dongfang Zhuo frowned and asked Xueqiu, "Who is that person, has he always lived in Kunlun Mountain?"

Xueqiu seemed to be at war between heaven and man, and finally glanced at Dongfang Zhuo, sighed very humanely, and said something squeaky.

Dongfang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "You said that person is the reincarnation of Nuwa's reincarnation?"

All the monks were stunned, they had too many surprises today, right?

Snowball nodded and added.

"Nuwa was reincarnated as Emperor Yan, Emperor Yan was reincarnated as him, her name is Mohuang. ”

On the Tianchi of Kunlun Mountain, there was a young man sitting on the side of the stone table, in front of him was a game of chess that was being played, he looked up, smiled at Dongfang Zhuo, and said in a young man's unique voice: "You are here." ”

Dongfang Zhuo sat down opposite the young man, the young man was seven feet long, wearing a pale yellow robe, a thin face, an elegant smile, and his appearance was not inferior to the young master of Dongfang, these two young men sat together, and the female disciples of the Xuanyan Ice Palace were a little suspicious of their gender......

Dongfang Zhuo held the sunspot, looked at the chessboard, and said in a staggered voice: "Tut-tut, this sunspot has been killed to the point that he is completely skinless, ruthless enough." ”

The young man smiled: "Doesn't it look like you were struck by the Heavenly Dao?"

Dongfang Zhuo was not annoyed, he smiled and fell, and in an instant, the situation on the chessboard was reversed.

Young Master Dongfang said calmly, "Can you help me heal my Heavenly Dao scars?"

Mo Huang nodded and said, "It's true, and it will be cured soon." ”

Dongfang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Just help me unconditionally?"

Mo Huang nodded, and said in a sincere tone: "Of course, there is no other reason, you can guess for yourself." ”

Young Master Dongfang was speechless, touched the snowball on his shoulder, and the snowball jumped down directly, jumped into the heavenly pool, and asked, "Do you know it?"

Mo Huang smiled and said: "I know, how can the holy beasts that replace the twelve holy guards, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, Fuxi and Nuwa, not know each other?

Dongfang Zhuo looked at the snowball in the Tianchi not far away, and said, "When did you come to Kunlun? How did you know that you were the reincarnation of the great god Nuwa? Also, why did you act as if you didn't see the invasion of the Shura clan?"

Mo Huang looked at Dongfang Zhuo appreciatively, and said: "It is worthy of being the reincarnation of the great god of Fuxi, and every sentence asks the main point, don't worry, you come with me, I will solve your doubts one by one, but before that, I want to watch the play." ”

Dongfang Zhuo said calmly: "There is an enemy invasion, and the one who comes is very strong!"

Next to the Tianchi in Kunlun Mountain, a nine-foot-tall Shura general with a hideous face appeared in front of them.

Dongfang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you help?"

Mo Huang smiled and waved his hand, and said, "I won't make a move, but I promise that you won't die in Kunlun Mountain." ”

Dongfang Zhuo pursed his lips and said, "You all retreat, I'll come alone." ”

Ye Su hurriedly said, "This Shura is very strong!"

Young Master Dongfang only left them with a dashing back and a sentence, "Under the Xuanyuan Sword, generalize!"

The next moment, Dongfang Zhuo was forced back by someone else, and said with some embarrassment: "It's very strong......

He said with a straight face: "You don't have to make a move, I'm just about to use him to hone my second set of swordsmanship!"

Mo Huang sat aside and said softly: "'Wind and Snow Moon'? I heard that this set of swordsmanship and my 'Yaoyan' complement each other, I don't know how he uses it......"

......

Dongfang Zhuo was forced back for the fifth time, the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with a trace of blood, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand also felt like he was about to get rid of it, he held the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword was stuck on the ground, gasping for breath, and the right hand holding the sword was tearing in pain.

He glanced back at Yesu Wang Xuening and the others, they and them, as well as the Shura army outside, and Mo Huang, who had a relationship with his previous life, all of them were watching him, the human race hoped that he could return to Zhongzhou in triumph, and Shura hoped that he would die here......

Shura, who had been immersed for a long time in the early stage of spiritual silence, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that Dongfang Zhuo was a little physically exhausted, he got up and jumped up, and the Shura thorn blade in his hand stabbed at Dongfang Zhuo, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and didn't care whether the surrounding Mo Huang and the others would stop it, anyway, he had already done his best to kill this young man!

Wang Xuening roared at Mo Huang: "You made a move!"

Mo Huang didn't speak, just stared at Dongfang Zhuo and said to himself, "Are you okay?"

"Can you do it?"

Where did Dongfang Zhuo seem to have heard these four words, there was once a person like him, who was created by the Pangu Great God before his death, and asked him, "You are guarding the heavenly realm alone, okay?"

He did it, such as today, except for the Western Heavenly Realm, which was captured by Shura, there are statues of Fuxi in the rest of the places, and the Heavenly Realm is quiet and peaceful, and everyone admires and admires the great god Fuxi

There was once a person who asked him, "Is it okay for the Terran monks to hand it over to you?" and he did it again, the name of the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan, who in the world does not know who does not know? His Xuanyuan sword is not a divine weapon that makes the Shura clan and the night demon clan fearful? Emperor Yan also willingly surrendered to the Yellow Emperor

Dongfang Zhuo raised his head and said with a smile: "Okay!"

"Second sword, Xuanyuan!"

Dongfang Zhuo's white clothes were stained with blood, and he stood proudly above Kunlun like this, the Xuanyuan sword was inserted beside him, and the sword spike fluttered in the wind, and all living beings admired it.

Ling Silent Shura opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word, he looked at his pierced abdomen, he didn't bat at a glance, only heard a bang, his huge body fell to the ground with a bang, the white snow was dyed red, the cold corpse and the snowflakes here were the same temperature

Mo Huang smiled and said, "I know, you can do it!"

Dongfang Zhuo seemed to be a different person at this time, his eyes were endless starry sky, he slowly spoke, his voice seemed to come from eternity, "Kunlun, I'm back, nameless, you lost badly, very miserable......"

After finishing speaking, the young master of Dongfang fell down with exhaustion, Ye Su and Wang Xuening took a step forward at the same time, but they were not as fast as Mo Huang, he held Dongfang Zhuo with one hand, held Baizi in the other, looked at the Kunlun Mountains with deep eyes, and said softly: "Yes, they lost, but I won a big victory, old friend, do you want to fight side by side like tens of thousands of years ago?" Don't worry, your back, leave it to me!"

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Plot introduction:

The peerless soldier king Wei Xiaoyao was unfortunately killed by a mysterious person in a mission, and his soul traveled to the body of a scrap second young man, a scrap copper sheet, a page of broken books, is the wheel of life turning, or is it unintentionally involved?

Let's see how he reverses the heavens and punishes the gods......

Let's see how he dominates the eternal......