Mo Yan said: "The demons in the map of Qiankun Town are all big demons, and that person doesn't dare to release them all. ”

Xiao Banxian said: "Now it seems that this group of big demons is not really working for that person, so maybe we can find a breakthrough." ”

In this Xuanmen, almost all of them are people who are inextricably linked, at least indirect or more indirect contacts, how can they say that they will turn their faces? How can they only care about the future and ignore the future road?

At that time, it was the beginning of Hongmeng, the aura of heaven and earth was thick and substantial, the vitality of the sun was intertwined, and all the elves in the world could absorb the aura of heaven and earth, get the spirit, and become an immortal. Lingxi was born on the side of Yao Pond, sucking morning and evening, drinking morning dew, three thousand years of flowers, and then three thousand years of fruit, but also the young emperor with the feather of the phoenix, turned into a plum, and finally transformed into a human form, cultivated into a fairy body.

The way of heaven changed, and the demon god was born. The sky is snowing, and the war is still urgent. Seize the sky and destroy Maoshan Mountain, and refine the demon and fall too white. The heroes and the strong rise together, the white bones in the north are like accumulation, the demons are rampant, and the clouds are responsible for the grace of teaching. Wanfu Immortal Palace, bleeding and fluttering.

After the desolation, the heavens and the earth moved. The Beidou beacon smoke is thick. The years are broken, and the ancient people are in turmoil. The sword qi rushed to the sky, and the blood-stained rivers and mountains. The piano and drums sounded, the iron sang, and the cold light shimmered on the starry sky. Iron bones, ask who is the hero in the world. Immortal clouds rise, the supreme appears, and the eternal battle on the road to eternal life. The starry sky collapsed, and all beings trembled. White hair stained with blood, thousands of corpses, grievances in a pool of blood for girls, chaos and war in the world. Blood spattered in the sky, swords rushed into the sky, the chaos of eternity, the lament of the end times. Mountains and rivers like blood, who can save them?

In the past, the demon lord survived, and after the Kunlun Sect and the other sixteen sect masters succeeded in encircling and suppressing the demon lord, they sealed the heavenly seal: the magic weapon held by the Jade Emperor has boundless mana, which can seal the world and subvert the world. Lost after the first immortal and demon war, and then the seal of the sky was born again, and it was another big battle in the sky, the fox with a thousand faces was injured by the seven sons of Qiankun, but the seal of the sky fell into the ice fountain, and no one got it. It is rumored that the Heavenly Seal also contains the ultimate power from other mysterious worlds. With Kunlun's acquiescence, the remnants of the demon clan were killed.

What is the benevolence and righteousness of Yingzheng? It is not yet the elimination of the Six Kingdoms and the establishment of an unprecedented unification of the country. As for the offensive and defensive situation, on the contrary, during the Warring States Period, the Qin Kingdom was in a position of being beaten several times when the North-South joined forces, so why didn't it collapse in the well-trained regular armies of various countries at that time, but in the rabble in the future?

On the spot, there are two out of twenty demon chiefs, and one out of thirty heavy injuries, and the demon chiefs are afraid and sigh: Flesh and blood, mountains and rivers are not unique to my clan. In the den of wolves and tigers, the shame of snow-capped mountains and rivers, and the dusty country, treacherous and rebellious must be punished. Heroic and heroic, straight to the sky.

After the two murderers left, the three little brothers such as Fire Harmless became more and more reckless, and each used real fire, divine thunder, flying swords, and magic weapons to fly and fight all over the place. The remnants of the demons flew in all directions, fleeing and scattering, crying bitterly, and there was nothing to be done.

All of a sudden, whether it was a famous family or a monk in the mountains, everyone was talking about the encirclement and suppression action led by the 16 major Xuanmen families and hundreds of schools of all sizes participating in the melee.

It's messy, it's all messy, although there are many groups of demon clans in the world, among which there are more than two thousand thousand-year-old demons, but in the face of the well-equipped Xuanmen elite, they are just chickens and dogs, how can they fight.

Even though some brave warriors resisted desperately, trying to stop the charge of the Xuanmen, they were already drowned in the tide of the Xuanmen array in an instant, and they did not even stir up a wave, just a charge.

The sun had not yet set that day, the battle had ended, and the encirclement had just ended, and before the next day, the news flew all over the Xuanmen.

The sun always rises, and the mountains last forever. The flowers only bloom for a while, and the snow falls only three feet. Power change, dynastic game, royal hand, stars from the sky. In this land, there is always so much blood and bones, and the cycle starts again and again, but a new round of competition and another blood rain. Do mountains, or fall flowers, just look at whom, more quiet.

The husband is thousands of years away, the division of heaven and earth, there is no Kyushu and seven seas, all the races in the world, the flesh and blood are inseparable, and they are involved in the vicissitudes of life. A hundred generations away, the God Emperor established a country, there is no separation between the three continents and Huayi, and all the people of the world are all brothers in communion, peace and harmony, and a total of auxiliary heroes. How can the world be divided, how can brothers fight, how can people's hearts deviate, and how can the flesh and blood relatives of the Eastern and Northern Continents become enemies. Every time I think about this, I often choke myself.

Cultivating the Tao for a lifetime, enlightening the Dharma for a lifetime. In exchange for the invincibility of eternity, corpses are everywhere. Realize the unparalleled law in the world, but it can't withstand the passing years. The first life is extremely gorgeous, and it can't hide the mottled tears and blood of the past. Looking back, the whole world is silent, and I can't find the same year. The enemy flies ashes, the red face pillow grave, the old people return to the loess Longzhong, and the old knowledge is silent.

According to the original vow, we must wait for the iceberg to dissolve on its own, and someone must help before we can get out. Otherwise, when the iceberg splits over time, floats into the sea, moves with the waves, and if no one rescues it, it will collide and collapse with the ice, and people will also crush with it. To keep a primordial spirit to go to rebirth, you have to suffer a lot more.

For Xuanmen, those aspects of demon subjugation, I am afraid that it is already the least dangerous pet, I am afraid, I am afraid, between the demons, I have already tacitly agreed in my heart, just waiting for the opportunity to find a gap and chaos in the big war.

And this is not over, the people in the Xuanmen have just dealt with the foreign enemy, and then they turned the sword soldiers to their own people with lightning speed, and for a while, the little half-immortal was a little unbelievable.

For his own purposes, for his own vanity, how could he become so ruthless and use tricks or sharp weapons to eliminate other people in the Xuanmen, and he couldn't tell who did it on the surface.

The Kunlun faction is proud of its Taoism, and there are many artifacts in the door, and they have always been arrogant and complacent.

Except for the old Xuanmen Alliance, no one cares about it, and today's rising stars are not in line with it, even if Kunlun disciples meet other Xuanmen people on the way, no one is willing to tell him the truth, only praise, not to mention that there are many doubts about the mastermind behind the scenes, and Kunlun may not know the details here.

These doubts should have been thought of by the little half-immortal a long time ago, but Na Kunlun has been in the Xuanmen for a long time, and there is an indescribable temperament on his body, which makes people inexplicably believe that everything is in the hands of the Xuanmen, and the other Xuanmen only need to be driven by it, and unconsciously ignore a lot of unnatural places.

Mo Yan said: "What do you want to do?"

The little half-immortal said: "What else can I do, wait for them to come to me." ”

Back in his room, Xiao Banxian fell asleep quickly this time, but when he woke up, it was already three poles in the morning, but he was just in time to have lunch with everyone.

Wu Hao's family has a big business, and he is a generous lord, everyone has more than a dozen dishes at every meal in the past two days, and they don't repeat it, they don't want to leave without eating, and they keep saying that they are guilty and guilty.

Banxian Yao saw that the circles under the eyes of the little Banxian were black, thinking that he had not slept well because he was angry with Jiang Xiyan, and immediately said: "Sister Jiang is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, big brother, you don't know." ”

Xiao Banxian was originally burying his head in cooking, but when he heard Banxian Yao say this, he slowly raised his head, and said helplessly: "What does it have to do with me what she said." ”

Banxian Yao was not a person who talked much, but it was inevitable that he would pay more attention to the matter of his idol when he encountered it, and he was about to speak when he was touched twice by Mo Liunian, and then he swallowed the words.

Xiao Banxian said: "Don't mention her to me in the future, if you mention it, it will make you upset." ”

Wu Hao sighed: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I set up a table to invite her to come at night." ”

The little half-immortal said hatefully: "You deliberately made me uncomfortable, didn't you?" ”

Wu Hao smiled: "How could it be." ”

After lunch, Banxian Yao took Mo Liunian to Slender West Lake, Mo Liunian was afraid of water, she didn't like any beautiful scenery about water, but when she saw that Banxian Yao was in high spirits, she agreed.

Legend has it that the previous dynasty was tyrannical, and the monarch was incompetent. And the reason why Emperor Taizu stood out among them was largely due to the fact that the mysterious Linyuan Pavilion chose him back then. Linyuan Pavilion up to the dignitaries, down to the peddlers and pawns, all-encompassing, the snares are innumerable, at the beginning of the founding of the Great Liang Dynasty, Emperor Taizu read his great merits, wanted to canonize the Linyuan Pavilion, the pavilion master at that time did not accept the words, since then hidden in the rivers and lakes, so that this behemoth has been silent again to this day.

The wind, as expected, became stronger and stronger, at first like a wandering spirit, and then revealed the nature of a ghost. This mountain is not high, no one comes to move, the arbor is based on the soil for hegemony, looking up to the clouds and the sky, but like a hundred and eight heroes gathered in Liangshanbo, the group of dragons has no leader, all rely on the ghost wind to rule. Those with strong roots, who did not obey the orders of the wind, launched the six armies to go out on the expedition, and fought fiercely in mid-air;

In the crystal cave on the sea of ruins, there is a white seashell floating, the seashell is covered with blood spells, and Xiao Yao lies silently in the center of the spell. The abundant water aura gathered around her, like a blue light smoke lingering and flowing, making her look extremely unreal.

In the center of this huge secret room, there is a formation, this formation is not similar to the common formation, it is three-dimensional, countless spiritual lights rise in the air and intertwine, forming the appearance of many magic patterns, disillusioned and reborn. A fist-sized cyan bead emitted a faint light and floated in the middle of the formation, responsible for providing energy to the formation.

It is strange that fertility is one thing that neither the person who produces nor the person who is born can not tell the process. And that earth-shattering process, the mysterious experience of the transformation and cultivation of the heavens and the earth, is almost completely non-existent at this moment, like the stars, although I know that it took shape hundreds of millions of years ago, but I can't repeat that memory at all, you only see the sun rising and the moon constant, all things circulate, you only feel infinite awe. Things in the world can be beautiful in the midst of chaos.

The sky is vast and the moon is bright, the red dust is long and the shadow is in vain, I want to look for Su'e in the clouds, and set up a ladder to catch the bright moon, 36,000 are illegal, and the tears are turned into water, the water is like a mirror reflecting the flower moon, and the flower is close to me Taoran, alas......

Heartache is a thing, and after a long time, it will naturally fade. I didn't believe you before, but now I think you're right. At that time, the mortal world will see each other, but the word "repay" will be repaid.

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