The majestic Kunlun is so mysterious that it is fascinating.

Kunlun enchantment, the mountains are full of flowers, and a teenager is practicing hammer in the valley. The hammer is like a meteor, and the sound is in the wild. Fortunately, in the Kunlun Enchantment, an incomparably stable space, the sledgehammer that was enough to tear the heavens and the earth apart failed to bring up a little ripple of space.

The hammer was indignant, and the hammer roared in the sky.

Master, I'm afraid I have Alzheimer's!

The first disciple of the third generation was brutalized by others for no apparent reason, and it would be a matter of not taking revenge himself! The top of Huashan actually did such a thing, it was simply not to blame the old man for going crazy, although in the end there were signs of defection and maintenance. Who told me that the Pope's first iron law is to protect the short? The big man who doesn't protect the short, is he still the big man? But old man, do you have such a trick? Do you know that you are not a person inside and outside? Do you know that you are hiding with your tail between your legs? Why did you go earlier!

Master, I'm afraid I have dementia!

Don't go to the trouble of the old man who can't live all day long, and close and retreat all day long. How long has it been since I returned to the mountain? I have only met him once! Is this still the same teacher who treated me as my own? Is it still the same immortal who is jealous and hateful? What about the hatred of your master and nephew? Where is your protection of the short-term protection!

Uncle Shi, I'm afraid I have dementia!

The retreat disease is raging in Kunlun, and the twelve golden immortals are closed for six pairs! I don't understand, the immortals in the world are in retreat, you can't close it! Uncle Shi, he is your apprentice, the only apprentice! The apprentice ended up like this, did the master go into retreat to see jokes?

The hammer is chic, and there is no trace of the flowing water.

Second brother, senior brother!

The first time we met, it was on the battlefield, and you and I broke the four King Kongs. To tell the truth, I waited for the four brothers, between the birdman and my uncle, the junior did not show the Dharma body and also had half a catty and eight taels with me, only the second brother, you fought with me for half a day, and the three of me fought for half a day, but you can also advance and retreat to a certain extent, I don't understand.

It wasn't until you fought alone with Wen Taishi, and your body was still immovable like a mountain under the golden dragon's double whips, that you knew that your physical body had already cultivated into King Kong.

It wasn't until you fought hard and your face was still as stable as Mount Tai under the Blood God Knife that you knew that your realm had already escaped immortality and immortality.

It wasn't until you fought against Kong Xuan, and your eyes were still undivided under the five-colored divine light, that you knew that your strength had already caught up with the saint Chaoyuan.

Second brother, one-day brother, lifelong brother!

Remembering Jinji Ridge from afar, centipedes are all over the sky, I am a horse with a double hammer, and the dance is impervious to wind and rain. However, the catastrophe of black killing, the star will be in place, God will block and kill God, and Buddha will destroy Buddha. But unexpectedly, you came to the sky, and in one person, resisted the catastrophe of the sky. Because of my changes, the heavens are chaotic, and the second brother you put my primordial god into the mountains and rivers society to protect me from falling into the gods, but you put a puppet on my false position in the heavenly court.

It's a pity that the third child has a heart, happy and hateful, he can't see through it, how can he understand it! He was blasted out of Kunlun by his uncle and blamed himself!

It's a pity that Huashan was shocked, and all the people in Sanshan and Wuyue defected, and they couldn't see through it, the second brother's chess game!

Now the birdman has returned to the mountain. And the three mountains are the god Bing Linggong?

The mind is lost, and the society is reopened. The Mountains and Rivers Society map opened, and the primeval divine beast was released, and I was also released. The first thought of the deportation plan was to take the three mountains directly and behead the fake puppet!

The killing has passed, and I was able to re-enter Kunlun, but second brother, where are you now?

Countless fishmen went into the water one after another and surrounded Erlang. In the water, the spear of the fishman leader is like a rainbow, straight through Erlang's heart.

With Erlang's strength, it was not impossible to resist, but it was embarrassing at the moment, for three reasons: First, the strong use of magic and true qi caused the spiritual consciousness to be disordered, constantly impacting his meridians. Second, in the middle of the night, the physical strength was exhausted, and the body was exhausted. Third, when attacked in the water, you can't exert your strength in a hurry.

At this moment, suddenly the leader of the fishman in front of him exclaimed, and rushed out of the water with his entire body. Jiro looked closely, and there was a big mouth on the left side of his waist, which bit the fishman leader. But it was an iron-billed giant crocodile, with a huge long mouth, more than a meter long, and a mouthful of sharp fangs.

The leader of the fishmen shouted, and the spear in his hand stabbed the head of the giant crocodile, and the grinding sound of sharp objects against hard objects was piercing. The giant crocodile let go, and the fish-man leader turned over and fell into the water, and in an instant, a large area of blood floated on the surface of the water.

I don't know when, the water surface suddenly surged, and in Erlang's doubts, the screams of the fish people came and went. Iron-billed giant crocodiles raged in the water, and for a short time, the surface of the water was like a slaughterhouse.

Erlang kept retreating, while the fish-man leader covered the huge wound on his waist with one hand, while skillfully directing the fish-man warriors to fight the giant crocodile, with a hideous face. Come to think of it, the conflict between these two parties has been going on for a long time!

The fish-man warriors can no longer care about Erlang, a human being, and the iron-billed giant crocodiles that are more threatening than him have already invaded their territory, and in the case of their own life and death, it is the most important thing to resist foreign enemies together! The horror of the giant crocodiles has already been tasted, and the thin fish-people can almost be swallowed whole by the crocodile's mouth, or cut off in two. Relying on the strength of the people and the weapons in their hands, the fishmen stubbornly resisted the strong attack of the monsters under the command of the leader.

In less than an hour, the water was littered with the remains of broken arms and huge crocodile corpses, a slaughter that caused at least the destruction of thousands of fishmen and the death of dozens of giant crocodiles.

Under the cover of dim light and howling night wind, Jiro relied on his super perception of danger and gradually ran out of the incident area.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, Erlang doesn't know the direction, just runs to the heights, and he can hardly see the road or the trap in front of him. Suddenly, there was a void under his feet, and when he looked closely, the person had already fallen from the air.

This is a small cliff, and with a "poof", Erlang really fell into the water. It's damn water again! Fortunately, the water is shallow, barely up to the thighs. After struggling in the muddy water, Erlang didn't care about whether he had a habit of cleanliness, and it was imperative to find a safe place to rest.

Taking advantage of the faint glimmer of light that came from nowhere, he felt that there was a high ground in front of him, so he walked forward. When I got closer, I found that this seemed to be a cliff, one or twenty meters high. In the dark, there seemed to be a voice echoing in my head: "Climb up, and you'll be safe!"

After a moment of weighing, Erlang decided that climbing up was at least an attempt to get out of trouble. Because no matter how you look at it, resting in this place that is half mud and half water is too unreliable.

After this long period of escape, the stinging pain of the spiritual consciousness sea has gradually weakened, and it seems that it is barely possible to try to run the fighting qi. This is the best news in this predicament! After many twists and turns, when Erlang climbed to the high ground, he directly rolled down to the edge of the cliff without any image.

It was not until the next morning that Jiro woke up in horror, only to find that he had slept on the edge of the cliff! And under the cliff, in a muddy swamp, giant crocodiles were sleeping on the tidal flats, and clusters of crocodile eggs were piled up on the shore. In addition, there are piles of bones left by unknown animals, and of course, it may not be ruled out that there may be human corpses that have strayed into the swamp. On the surface of the water, a few terrifying crocodile mouths appeared from time to time, and greedy and murderous eyes were staring at Erlang on the cliff.

This is clearly the lair of the giant crocodile! It turns out that he actually walked this dangerous road last night!

Get up and look around. This is a lonely island! It is less than a hundred meters in radius! This is an isolated island in a crocodile nest, an oasis in the desert! I carefully checked the cliff, but fortunately there is no gap, and it is really difficult to come up without human hands, so the giant crocodile entrenched under it cannot come up. Otherwise, this is a Jedi at all!

There is an ancient tree on the island, towering, but it has withered, and the only tree on the entire island is indeed abrupt enough. Approaching the ancient tree, Erlang was stunned. This ancient tree, which has been dead for an unknown number of years, is actually a tree house! A hole has been opened in the trunk of the tree, and a tree door is blocking the entrance of the hole.

There have been human beings! I didn't feel a hint of curiosity in my heart. Jiro gently pushed the door several times, once, twice, the rotten wooden door could barely be opened, but it seemed to be about to break. With a little force in his hand, there was a "click", and the tree door was torn open.

Stepping into the tree hole, there is actually a two-meter square inside, the wooden planks are paved on the ground, and the sound of "crunching" is heard lightly in the tree house. Suddenly, there was a sound of "Huola", and Erlang's body was light, and he stepped on the plank and fell.

Fortunately, it looks like it is about three or four meters deep, and Erlang has his feet on the ground. The basement is not small, with a size of one or two hundred square meters, and according to the structure of the house, it can be vaguely distinguished, and it is divided into several rooms:

In the hall, there was nothing in the air, and a few piles of fine dry bones were scattered on the ground. The study, a wooden pier, a wooden table, an empty cup. In the living room, a table, a wooden bed, a skeleton lying on its back, a wooden box next to the pillow, and a four-foot long sword.

According to Mayor Shining Gold, it is very likely that the owner of this corpse should have come here after the Great War hundreds of years ago!

The dead are greater. Jiro carefully examined the skeleton, but found that there were no wounds and could not confirm the cause of death. His gaze rested on the wooden box next to his pillow.

After hesitating for a moment, Erlang picked up the wooden box, brought it to the table, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and carefully opened the wooden box. There were no expected traps or dangers, and the wooden box was easily opened.

Inside the box was a pair of silk paper, which was densely packed with small characters. Holding it in his hand, Erlang read it carefully, and finally realized it.

The deceased was not a man of inactivity, on the contrary, his name was in full swing during his lifetime. Although hundreds of years have passed, his influence is still not weak, he is a legend of the Sword Demon Continent!