The most pleasant thing in life is to lie quietly on the top of the peak, a pot of fine wine, and watch the sky and the earth roll up and down!

And Mao Zhenhuang thinks that this moment is the most tranquil moment in his life, but the "cloud rolling cloud shu" in the distance is even more beautiful if it is really cloud rolling cloud shu.

A body that had been buried for an unknown number of years and had not rotted suddenly exploded, and then stood in the center of heaven and earth holding a big black peach and nibbled on it.

This scenery seems a little scary!

But looking at Hou Dezhu, who stood quietly behind him without saying a word, Mao Zhenhuang was also happy to enjoy the most ferocious picture in the world as a beautiful scenery.

He didn't know what the other party was thinking under his solemn expression, and if Hou Dezhu didn't say to leave, he couldn't leave this place of right and wrong, and he could only accompany him to watch from the top of this mountain.

"Senior, what will happen to this living corpse ancestor after eating that spade?"

Mao Zhenhuang, who was holding the wine gourd, took a sip of the "fragrant" wine, feeling bored, and took the lead in talking to Hou Dezhu, who had been silent for a few hours.

"The first corpse in heaven and earth!"

"This.... How powerful can it be?"

Mao Zhenhuang has no concept of "first" at all, and those who dare to call it so in the northwest of Liang usually don't live for more than two days, and it's still a corpse that can't even be counted as a living person!

Hou Dezhu looked at Mao Zhenhuang's expression, and knew that he was just idle and bored, "A roar can destroy your Guanlou Sect." ”

“.......”

Choked on a word, he poured another sip of his "big tonic" wine.

Knowing why the other party choked him, Mao Zhenhuang was too lazy to touch that stinky face to talk, and began to sit on the top of the mountain, and it was not about the "mountain view" that he hung high.

And from beginning to end, watching the mountain-like peaches being sucked for several hours, Mao Zhenhuang was thinking about a question.

Does such a fetish have peach pits?

However, when he saw that all the spare dates had entered the belly of the corpse, Mao Zhenhuang didn't see the other party throwing some "residue waste" out, and he was very disappointed!

What entered the other party's belly was not only a strange peach of heaven and earth, but also a thick resentment in the sky and the earth.

The swings are all clear!

At this time, when I looked up, there was already no heavy cloud of resentment, and everywhere I saw was the living corpses of resentment wandering in the dilapidated post-catastrophe place, densely packed and dotted, and the eyes of those who watched it were extremely frightened.

Roar!

The ancestral corpse that swallowed the spades clenched its fists towards the heavens, and there was an earth-shattering sound.

In an instant, the sky was covered with black clouds, the earth was full of wind and sand, and the already dilapidated land swept away with the momentum of heaven and earth, and the last trace of ruins was made into dust and smoke.

Mao Zhenhuang, who was still chic, was almost blown down the cliff by this sudden evil wind and turned into a pulp.

"Thank you...... Thank you, senior!"

Break the power in one second!

Mao Zhenhuang, whose face was full of horror and almost didn't die of fright, raised his hand and arched at Hou Dezhu behind him.

If it weren't for the other party's big hands grabbing him by the collar, maybe the meat "ball" would have turned into a meat patty.

"The ghost rings the bell on the pillow, and the sound comes from where it enters Gao Yong.

The evil skull arm is now as promised, evoking the crystal of the dome.

Well, let's go! It's not a good place to stay. ”

Hou Dezhu glanced at the shattered ancient corpse that held up the space, and sighed lightly, and then didn't care that Mao Zhenhuang didn't agree, grabbed the fat on his neck and stepped into the sky.

Only Mao Zhenhuang's miserable howl was left and rushed to the sky!

The heavens and the earth are treacherous, the sun is not visible, the shattered earth is gradually blackened again, Mao Zhenhuang enters the mang from top to bottom, and then comes out of the mang from the bottom up, and finally all that remains in his eyes is a pair of blood-red eyes that are gradually moving away.

Bang!

Mao Zhenhuang was thrown by Hou Dezhu with a dog to gnaw mud, and he slapped it on the ground on all fours, raised his head and glanced at the figure standing beside him with resentment.

He felt that his neck had been completely deconnected from the skin at this time, and the back of his head was even more numb, and there was wind in his ears from the sky, and he didn't know how long he had been caught by the other party, and all his mind was used to worry about whether the back of his neck would not be scratched.

"Open my sect, break the immortal hope, drink the blood of my sect, the soul of my sect, eat life for food, shoot the east wall with a bow, and die!!!

Bang!

Mao Zhenhuang, who had just stood up, was slapped back into the soil by a sound that shook the heavens and the earth, and there was an angry wind in his ears, and then he only felt that the already gloomy heaven and earth instantly turned into dusk.

Mao Zhenhuang, who barely got up again, climbed out of the big pit and glanced in front of him, and a towering tree slapped straight head-on.

"Coming back?"

Mao Zhenhuang, who was stunned, roared and sat directly under the pit, holding his head and committing it even more ruthlessly.

Syllable!

There was a burst of smoke and dust in the fallen leaves, branches slapping the ground, and big pits, and Mao Zhenhuang, who was hiding inside, was even more stunned, falling all over the soil, and was almost buried alive.

"Phew!"

Mao Zhenhuang, who felt that he was not dead, vomited wildly, carefully poked his head out of the only gap in the hole, and after making sure that there was no danger, he pulled hard at the soil on the side to drill out of his fat body.

Looking back, there is already a broken "black line" between heaven and earth at this time, connecting the sky and the earth, like a human backbone, supporting the end of the sky and supporting the earth from falling.

"He's gone?"

The stupid Mao Zhenhuang looked at this strange scene of heaven and earth, and said a word to his side.

But no one replied to his words.

Mao Zhenhuang turned his head and swept around, and saw two figures standing on top of an abrupt dirt bag in the distance.

One person is Hou Dezhu, and the other person does not know each other at all.

However, this person was wearing the fallen robe of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect.

"Qingfeng has the ambition to restrain the wind and rain, and the mountains and rivers are scattered like stars,

The sword swept the blue sky and was quiet, and the twilight clouds were clear in the Haoran Continent.

Your Excellency is Dangmang's garrison during this term?"

Hou Dezhu looked at the man in front of him and said with a cold expression: "Yang Bozi!"

"Dare to ask Yang Bozi Daoist, where are the monks stationed in my sect's mountain gate?"

Give Xiao Isozi the feeling that the other party is very rude!

"Helian Chacha?"

"Looks like this person!"

A Mixed Yuan Sword Sect cultivator in the foundation building period would not let Xiao Jizi take it to heart at all.

"Traitor!"

Hou Dezhu glanced at the southern sky, a streamer shot out, and his face was even colder, the three sects on the Central Continent, the farthest came first, and the nearest one hadn't come yet, and the time to come was even more daylily was cold, besides, the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect sent a Jindan monk, how could he think that it was at least a group of characters from the Transformation Period.

But he thought too much!

"Above the boundaries of the continent, look at Daluo.

There are no colorless roots on it, and the clouds are ethereal.

Explain the Tao of Wei Bo, dare to ask which one is Hou Daoyou?"

"In Xiahou Dezhu, Huayang Tianzong is stationed here in turn. ”

The Bo Zi generation put on the expression of Youwei and is still alive is basically a god, and Hou Dezhu is looking at the other party.

"Hey, I said Hou Daoyou, you just said that our Mixed Yuan Sword Sect Mountain Gate guarded the rebel sect, and you haven't given me an explanation yet?"

"What's the explanation? Are you asking me to clean up the portal for your Mixed Yuan Sword Sect?"

Hou Dezhu turned his head towards Xiao Jizi is choking sound, and he didn't know where the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect pulled such a two hundred and five.

"You!"

Xiao Jizi glared at Hou Dezhu angrily, and the other party was pretending to be confused.

"Hou Daoyou, the old man dares to ask you, where is the corpse?"

Hou Dezhu heard the words of Wei Bo Daozi, and felt a burst of disgust, he didn't know what kind of moths these two sects were playing, and it seemed that the element of Xingshi asking for guilt accounted for a little more.

"Uncle Hou, Guangyunzi's foot strength is really slow, please forgive me. ”

Hou Dezhu looked at the "young man" behind him, and said to him a little stunned: "You came?"

This is Junior!

The generation is the same level as his apprentice, ten years ago, this person was just in the late stage of foundation building, and now it seems that he is already Jindan, and it is estimated that he has just been promoted.

Guangyunzi smiled at Hou Dezhu and said, "No, no, no, the junior is here to deliver the message." ”

"What letter?"

He waited for Dezhu to come to support him from his own sect, where did he think that a junior would come.

Guang Yunzi smiled at Hou Dezhu and said, "Zong Ming is in charge of teaching, Uncle Yang Bozi is Huayang Tianzong!"

Hearing this, Hou Dezhu took a deep look at Yunzi, this sentence was very informative.

"I said Hou Daoyou, you are guarding this place, and the ancient corpses in this place are resurrected, don't you give me an explanation for the second sect?"

Xiao Jizi looked at the person from Huayang Tianzong who was actually a junior of the light word generation, and his anger was a little hot, when did such a newcomer dare to mix in such an occasion, and there was no one in his eyes?

"Explanation? Your Zonghe Liancha let go of the Yin Heavenly Palace, causing the three immortal souls to become one, I think you should give me an explanation!"

Hou Dezhu turned his head towards Xiao Jizi of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect and choked again, after seeing that Huayang Tianzong was coming from Guangyunzi, he knew the intention of this sect.

Huayang Tianzong This is to be with the mud.

And this "pot", Huayang Tianzong does not resist!

"Presumptuous! Are you saying that the situation that caused this situation to occur is all the beginning of our sect? This can't be that Huayang Tianzong is shirking responsibility, right?"

Xiao Jizi was a little angry, and the sword intent all over his body was even more steaming, the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect and the Huayang Heavenly Sect were already disgusted with each other, and the other party choked him one after another, and he didn't have to be polite.

"There's a broken Yin Heavenly Palace Shaotian Si inside! And Helian Chacha is a rebel or not, do you want me to emphasize it here one after another? Do you want me to tell this sect to help you publicize one or two?"

"You!"

Xiao Ji pointed at Hou Dezhu angrily and couldn't take the conversation, most of the betrayals appeared in the lower sect, and the ones that appeared in the upper three sects were simply rare, and it was a great shame to say that it could become a strange thing!

He Xiao Jizi didn't believe it originally, but the other party gritted his teeth and dared to be so sure, so that he didn't dare to believe whether his sect had betrayed his sect.

Bo Daozi watched the two sects choke each other to the point that they seemed to be about to use knives, and then raised his squinting eyelids and said to Hou Dezhu: "Hou Daoyou, the old man dares to ask that this place is just the mountain gate garrison of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect? ”

"That's it, it's these two people, two bald heads, the old one is a god, a small proverb Zen chanting can block the endless resentment, the real person is a golden pill, I really can't hold back such a character, the emergency flying sword has already been rumored, but the people of your two sects are really late. ”

Hou Dezhu threw a jade jade at Bo Daozi, the meaning is obvious, I have done everything I can, and the rest has nothing to do with my fart, I can only watch it.

Very single!

Pick yourself up first.

It's a note-keeping jade!

It can record a moment of photographing, an extremely rare object.

And Bo Daozi's divine sense swept it up, and his whole body instantly exploded, and his eyes were like lightning and said to Hou Dezhu: "Where did the ancient corpse go?"

Both the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect and the Huayang Heavenly Sect can make peace with the mud here, but they can't explain the Wei and this mud!

Back then, this place was emptied by them, and the ancient corpse that had entered the "fairy" realm with half a foot was also the soul they extracted, and no one dared to guarantee that the first stop of this exploding ancient corpse was not the first stop of Youwei.

There are also these two bald heads, and only they know what is going on.

Bang!

Seeing the lively Mao Zhenhuang being slapped directly on the huge tree trunk by the momentum of the old road in front of Hou Dezhu, the giant trees that were even more shocked were moved three feet away, which shows what a terrifying thing it is to squat in front of the old monster of the gods.

"I can't hide if I can't be provoked. ”