At the same time, on a majestic mountain called Mt. Mochizuki, the aftermath is lingering, and there are white cranes flying together, and the top of the mountain is not covered by clouds and mist, but more clearly visible.

The air is not a little turbid, and for a certain type of person called a monk, it can be called a treasure of feng shui.

The building near the water gets the moon first, and it is estimated that this is the reason.

In front of this thousand-foot-tall mountaintop, there is an old Taoist priest in Tsing Yi with crane hair and a childish face, sitting here, he pressed his hands to his knees, breathed and exhaled, and wisps of looming white mist wrapped around his body like a gurgling stream flowing up and down, and then disappeared.

The old man in the green robe looked at the south in the distance, and his eyes were a little shocked and then suppressed by a smile

Since then, there has been one less obstacle to the south. ”

He smiled and groaned, brushed a simple long sword behind him that could pick up stars and cut off the river, lowered his eyebrows, and sneered at an uninvited guest behind him: "Don't you really think that the one behind you is invincible in the world? ”

The man in black smiled pleasantly: "I naturally know how capable you are, but I am here to take refuge in this trip, and I am willing to be a unique sharp knife in your hand." ”

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows.

The man in black continued to laugh and said: "I, Lei Xiao, am naturally not blind, if the Xingshen Kingdom is measured by the number of monks, even if the Longwu Kingdom and the Chongyang Kingdom are combined, it is not a star and a half, but why can't I take this place for a long time?"

He replied to himself: "It's because there is a half-immortal in the Longwu Kingdom, so that even many mountain cultivators in you are tied up, and they don't dare to give up their lives, so they have to..."

The old man in Tsing Yi held the long sword and flicked it three times, and after three crisp sounds, he said in a deep voice: "You go to the dragon robe of the Xingshen Kingdom to say this kind of thing, you are not worthy of my little cleverness in shaking you!"

The man in black spread his hands and said comfortably: "Who doesn't know that you have the final say in this world, so why bother going around." ”

It's just that before the man's words were finished, he was hit by a sword on the top of his head, and the old man scolded angrily: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to guess the old man's mind!"

Lei Xiao was not afraid at all, his eyes met him, and he said word by word: "The person behind me who is willing to stop the half-immortal of the Dragon Martial Kingdom, how do you feel about this condition." ”

The old man in Tsing Yi, who was named the old man who picked the star, squinted his eyes, slowly withdrew his long sword, and sighed: "You evil beast is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, tell me about your conditions." ”

Lei Xiao said in a deep voice: "If I can really turn the six kingdoms into one place, I want a pure land, not big, just like the Chongyang country." ”

The old man hesitated for a moment and turned away, neither nodding nor shaking his head, and said in a voice from Xinhu: "Let it talk to me personally, I can think about it." ”

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Outside the hall of the Golden Palace of Longwu Kingdom, there was a rickety old man striding forward, as if he was in a no-man's land in the palace where thousands of people were in hand.

He walked into the golden hall, looked at the man in the dragon robe who had already gotten up, stretched out a hand and gestured on his chest: "I never thought that the little doll would have climbed to such a position back then, it's really impressive." ”

Because of taking over this burden heavier than the mountains, this ten thousand people, who were only in their thirties and often had a sad face, shook his head with a wry smile, bent down and hugged his fists and said: "Wu Gou has seen Senior Xie. ”

Xie Changsheng, who came from afar, accepted the gift safely, glanced at the main hall, and quipped, "Your dog-headed military advisor is not here?"

Wu Gou was a little old with his hands behind him, and smiled outside the main hall: "Where is Dou Liangce?" ”

A moment later, a man wearing a white crown came quickly, glanced at this old man who was not amazing but could easily destroy the mountains and seas, first thanked the emperor for his grace, and then turned his head and hugged his fists and said: "Dou Liangce has seen Xie senior. ”

Xie Changsheng nodded, glanced up and down at the man who was already famous at a young age, squinted his eyes and asked, "I heard that Wu Gou said that in this war, it was you who conspired to give up two guarantees and eight to give up the three cities in the north, why is this solution?"

Dou Liangce glanced at Wu Gou cautiously, and after getting a nod, he straightened his crown, changed his appearance just now, and said: "The ten major cities of Longwu Kingdom, with this Luoyang City as the center, are divided into four north, three south, one west, and one north, with the Dragon and Tiger Sect in the west, the Tiandao Sect in the east, and the three generals of the Dragon in the south. ”

He paused and continued: "Fortunately, there is a Fuyun River between the four cities that runs through the east and west and leads directly to the two seas. ”

Xie Changsheng pursed his lips with a little deep meaning, and said with feeling: "Then do you know that Nanguan Longsan, who is solid in your mouth, has died just now." ”

As soon as the words fell, not only Dou Liangce, but even Wu Gou was full of surprise.

That man with the power to sweep the Eight Desolations is dead?

Xie Changsheng repeated again, "Just now." ”

He then nodded and smiled: "You guessed right, Long San was indeed killed by Naqing Wuji, and from the time I watched the celestial phenomenon, it is estimated that he didn't even have a second sword." ”

Dou Liangce subconsciously shook his head and muttered: "Impossible, no matter how high the sword cultivation power is, General Long is wearing immortal armor, plus the cultivation of the peak of body refining, how can he not catch a sword." ”

Xie Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "It's true that a sword cultivator of the Ten Realms can't do it, but what if it's the Eleventh Realm." ”

Dou Liangce suddenly sweated like rain.

Eleven realms, how can there be eleven realms in this world.

He was not an ordinary man who was powerless, but also a monk, so how could he not understand what the eleven meant.

Wu Gou's face was heavy, he didn't say a word, and the top of his head was like a mountain.

Xie Changsheng pointed to the top of his head, shook his head and said: "But it doesn't matter much, he is no longer in this world, and the rest of the people of the Pingtian Sword Palace are not fond of killing, although there are some injustices to that Dragon San, but the best way now is to pretend that you don't see it." ”

Wu Gou was surprised: "There is really a heavy sky above this cloud?"

Xie Changsheng said: "Only you little guys don't believe those words that have been passed down since ancient times, old guys like us who are half feet in the ground not only believe, but also yearn for it, as for why he has only gone alone for thousands of years, I guess it is the problem of the fairy sword." ”

He paused and continued: "Although he Qing Wuji has already walked to the top of the mountain, he can just cultivate for a few old antiques who have failed to climb the sky, and he is at least one hand, but why is he the only one who has reached the sky." ”

Xie Changsheng looked back thousands of miles, and said a word.

"Some people say that the sword mountain came from heaven. ”

The two of them unconsciously overlook the south.

Wu Gou retracted his gaze and exhaled, "Then let's ignore the south first, my lips are cold and my teeth are cold, so I don't have anything to fear." ”

Xie Changsheng showed a hint of appreciation, he was not afraid of danger, he was quite passable, and said with a smile: "If the two countries of Xingshen attack this Luoyang City at the same time, what should we do?"

Wu Gou arched his hand and said, "Please thank the seniors for thinking more about the common people." ”

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The two banks of the Fuyun River that traverses the east and west in the north of Longwu Kingdom are like day all night, and from time to time huge normal directions emerge, shattering several mountains and then hiding in the vastness.

Except for a few hundred outsiders living in a settlement, there is no trace of any of them, not even a wild dog or wild cat.

If someone has a heart to view the Lan with great divine powers, under the floating cloud river dozens of zhang, you can vaguely see the fist marks like a ditch, the sword intent ripples, and there are traces of struggle everywhere.

At this time, in this gloomy color, dozens of people raised their heads together, looking at the looming and suddenly disappearing glass portal of Nanguan, except for a few old men whose faces were as usual, the rest of them who could see the scene here were shocked and speechless.

Someone shrunk to the north of the long river, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "It wouldn't be strange if there was still such a scene a thousand years ago, but since those old guys flew up one after another, how can this heavenly heaven feel farther and farther away from me." ”

A man wearing a hat "stepped forward" in the north of the river, and stood side by side with this old man with cloudy eyes but full of jewels.

He moved the hat on his head with two fingers, leaned down to take a picture of the not very brilliant face, and said to himself: "I once fought in that Qing Wuji, and I don't think about cultivation but only swordsmanship, guess what." ”

The man in the hat slapped the reflection in the water with one palm, raised his head, and a sword mark on his side slid from the sideburns to the corner of his mouth, with an indescribable horror.

The man grinned and said with a smile: "There was a little girl who didn't serve Lao Tzu well that day, and unfortunately lost a move. ”

There was an uproar.

Although everyone had heard that Qing Wuji's swordsmanship in the Pingtian Sword Palace was very high, after all, they had only heard that few people had really witnessed his chic demeanor, but after all, this person in front of him was a powerful character who could rank in the top three in terms of killing power in the Xingshen Kingdom, and the loss of a move from his mouth was enough to show how powerful that Qing Wuji was.

The old man dressed as a rich man quipped, "Cao Yanhua, you really don't have the heart to move the Great River Sword Sect to the Taiping Sword Palace?" Although the old man doesn't practice swords, he still heard some gossip, and that sword mountain is probably the reason for Qing Wuji's ascension. ”

The man shook his head a little impatiently, "It's precisely because you don't practice swords that you don't understand what else is hidden here." ”

The old man was puzzled: "In the past, there was Na Qing Wuji, and it is understandable that you lost to him and didn't go, but now that kid has flown to the immortal realm, there are only a few thorns left in the Pingtian Sword Palace, isn't it a matter of waving your hand for you?"

Cao Yanhua squinted his eyes at Nanguan from afar, shook his head again and said, "Do you think I'm afraid of Qing Wuji? Although I lost to him in swordsmanship, if there is really a life-and-death struggle, it's really hard to say who wins and who loses." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, even more puzzled.

The next moment, Cao Yanhua got up and completely took off the hat, and the sword marks on the sideburns actually went down the ear and went around the back of the head.

It was as if someone had once slashed his head with a sword.

His face was hideous, as if he remembered a figure standing on the top of the mountain, and said with a wry smile: "Old fellow Fan, you don't know how terrifying that Sword Mountain is, who can go and who can stay, it has never been that Qing Wuji who has the final say." ”

Cao Yanhua turned his head and smiled, "Guess what that person or that sword said to me?"

Without waiting for the old man full of magic weapons to reply, the man quickly took the hat and lowered his voice: "Set foot within ten miles, and pick off your head with a sword." ”