Xuannu stopped talking, slowly detached herself from Mo Junru's body, and opened her arms in the wind. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He has a bulge on his forehead, like a dragon's horn in his flesh, short eyebrows, a white face, and countless layers of eyes, which look mysterious. The body is tall, two or three feet tall, and when you look at it closely, every pore is clearly visible, but every pore is flawless. Facing the wind, the Xuannu opened her arms, and the wide cuffs seemed to be mysterious magic weapons, which became countless times larger in the line of sight, and the cold wind was all absorbed into it.

Shen Fei had had contact with the Wind Messenger Dragonwing Clan, and from them, he knew that there were different types of wind, such as the Black Dragon Scroll, such as the Wind of Escape, such as the Wind of the King, and such as the Wind of Brainstorming. I felt that the Xuan Feng on Mo Junru's body was different from these types of wind, so I asked her to give it a try, but I didn't expect it to really work.

The surrounding wind continued to converge, and was compressed by the Xuannu to form a ball, and when it could no longer be absorbed, the Xuannu rolled the ball with both hands, compressed it, and then compressed it until it was the size of a "ball", put it in her mouth, and swallowed it.

After that, the horns on the Xuannu's forehead seemed to have grown a little.

"Well, thank you. Although Xuannu is a goddess, she is very easy-going and gentle, and after thanking the three of them, she returned to Junru's body. The amount of wind she devoured had no essential effect on the wind enchantment where the three of them were located, and the wind was still sweeping.

The three of them hid under the protection of the Xuannu, as if they were deep in a dark shelter, and they were unscathed despite the mountains and tsunami around them. That's the power of the wind, the magic of the end.

During the march, Mo Junru was sandwiched between Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu, skin to skin, ears and temples grinding, feeling happy and warm. Seventeen years old, another year is the age of marriage, the masculinity of the two big boys is already looming, I really don't know what it will be like when I become an adult, I am looking forward to it.

didn't spend three years in the road to heaven, and Mo Junru, who was originally younger, was older than the two of them. With the removal of the yang power in the body, he gradually entered the cardamom years. For the two handsome guys around him, I slowly had a non-dividing thought. Zhongli's brother is very good to her, but after all, she looks like a child, and she looks weird. Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu are different, although they are young, they are mature and sophisticated, heroic, and can be relied on. When there is no one in the silence, Jun Ru can't help but think wildly, between the two, who is better to choose, or take it together, haha. Two men and one woman, I drool when I think about it.

Of course, it only stays at the stage of obscenity, and with the temper of these two people, it is very likely that one person's heart will not be able to keep it.

As adults, there is an essential difference between boys and girls. Girls spend their days looking for boys who are compatible with them and preparing for the creation of people, and boys think all day long about making achievements, but have no careers and don't talk about feelings.

Jun is such a beautiful and lovely person, but in front of these two people, he is just unrequited love, he is embarrassed to speak, and he can't speak, especially to Shen Fei!

Wrapped in the body temperature of the two of them, Junru is sweet from the inside out, and the heart is beautiful, not to mention how happy he is.

When the wind enchantment reached its end, Jun Ru reluctantly separated from the two, the Chu Chu in his eyes could move the world, but he couldn't touch Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu, the two only had the peak in their eyes, and besides that, they couldn't tolerate anyone anymore.

Men who yearn for power will eventually gain strength, and those who have ambitions can always achieve their dreams. Mo Junru watched the two grow bit by bit, and was really happy for them, tears unconsciously filled her eyes.

"What's wrong, Junru?" Shao Baiyu saw that Junru suddenly cried, thinking that she was injured in the wind, "What's uncomfortable?"

"Can you be injured if you are caught between the two of us?" Shen Feihu turned around suspiciously, and when he saw Jun Ru's red eyes, he immediately closed his mouth and said nothing.

Jun Ru was not as rude as before, wiped his tears, and said strongly: "No, it's nothing, there is sand in my eyes." She held the sword in her right hand, pointed it to the sky, and said in a hoarse and dry voice, "Do you remember the name of our group?" ”

"The Three Immortals of Shushan. The three of them shouted in unison. Under the sunset, the three fairy swords overlap with each other, representing the unswerving friendship of the three teenagers in Fan Village.

Two men and one woman, handsome men and beautiful women, are really like fairies.

Breaking through the wind barrier, the three of them have come to the foot of Shu Mountain, on the top of the mountain, surrounded by dense clouds, lightning and thunder, deafening roars and the sound of the collision of sword blades intertwined from time to time, there should be a fierce battle.

Finally came here, without the help of Senior Uncle Yun and Senior Brother Zhongli, the three of them still came here. Standing at the foot of Fang Qi Mountain again, looking up at the peak, the mood was completely different from when they first came, and the three of them held hands and walked up the mountain hand in hand.

"Shushan, we are here. ”

Full of pride.

Being able to come here proves that the three of them have entered the game, but the pinnacle battle staged at the Golden Dome of Shushan today is destined not to be something that the three of them can intervene in, it is a battle that belongs to the strong, and it belongs to the battle between reversing the Qiankun and conforming to the Qiankun.

Under the urging of the master and the six peak masters, the Killing God Array radiated a solemn holy light, covering the Xuanqing Palace, and two middle-aged people who looked to be around thirty years old stood in front of the climbing ladder, directly opposite the carved beams and jade pillars of the Xuanqing Palace.

These two people are the senior brothers of Iron Wolf, the founders of Chaohua Peak and Bichi Peak, "Jinglingzi" and "Mingxuzi". The two people who have been sealed for more than a thousand years, from the outside, are younger and more extraordinary than every current peak master.

Among them, Jinglingzi is the founder of Chaohuafeng, that is, Yin Qiushui's grandfather, white clothes, gold crowns, and slender folding fans are all standard Chaohuafeng attire, which shows that the inheritance of Chaohuafeng has not changed for thousands of years. Not only that, Jing Lingzi naturally showed a gentle and elegant temperament, the corners of his lips that were always raised, and his calm and relaxed style were all the same as the current Yin Qiushui, the only difference was that there was a black rose embroidered on his chest.

Ming Xuzi is the founder of Bichi Peak, wearing a light purple corset with a dragon tattoo on his back. He was not tall, small in stature, and his every move was accompanied by purple thunder, and he looked full of power. The two of them stood in front of the climbing ladder, and the entire Shushan people were sealed in the Xuanqing Palace.

"It's really not angry, it's much worse than we didn't know back then, give up resistance, and then resist stubbornly, the two of us will no longer care about the friendship of the same family, and we will kill people." "Ming Xuzi stood outside the main formation of the God Killing Array, domineering and exposed, without scruples.

His ability is the thunder of the rush, and his speed is even higher than the current Bichi Peak Thunder Technique, standing calmly opposite the God Killing Array, not afraid of being attacked at all. What's more, with his ability, how could he not see that the seemingly majestic God Killing Sword Formation was actually only supported by the current head of the sect in the middle alone, and the other six peak masters seemed to be promoting the formation, but in fact, they avoided the real and did not contribute at all.

More than a thousand years have passed, the pattern of Shu Mountain is even worse than when he left, the contradiction between the six peaks and Fang Qi Mountain has been made public, and this time to unlock his seal, it must be that the six peaks are using this to declare war on the main peak of Fang Yan. In this case, of course, he is happy to help these juniors and achieve his goals by the way.

The only thing he cared about was the strength of the man in the center. An old man who looks thin and small, but he has the ability to sit firmly on Mount Tai, he clearly knows the purpose of the six peaks, but he never breaks it, and uses the power of the six peaks to contain each other to maintain the operation of the God Killing Array and fight against their senior brothers. After so many days, the strength has not weakened in the slightest, as if it is pulling back and forth, absorbing the energy of the Six Peaks Peak Lord.

Quiet majesty is true majesty.

The apprentices taught by Qingshan are really not general, they are far stronger than the peak masters of the six peaks. No wonder they have to rely on their own strength.

Although it is used, it is always good to be able to escape from the ascension, and where you can help, you will definitely help. Through the struggle in the past few days, Ming Xuzi has already figured out the situation in Shushan and the thoughts of everyone in the field, and feels that the time is ripe, and it is necessary to break the God Killing Array and force out the person that his disciples want to deal with.

With a burst of momentum, purple lightning attached to his right arm, forming a prosthetic limb. The right leg retreated half a step, half of the body moved back, and then rushed forward, and a purple thunder dragon roared and rushed towards the Killing God Array.

As if he had a heart with Ming Xuzi, when the purple dragon roared out, the six peak masters withdrew their forces at the same time, and in the eyes of the people next to them, the killing god array was crumbling, and the light was dim, as if it was about to be swallowed by the purple dragon, and only the master knew the source of the problem.

His gaze coldly swept over the six peak masters, and he saw a disgusting indifference on the side faces they had turned away from. The emaciated old man stood in the middle of the formation, swallowed by the strong light of the purple dragon's roar.

"Master!" "Master!" is worried about the six peak masters' most beloved disciples, their worries prove that the efforts of the master in the past three years have not been in vain, and his own education has been imperceptibly changing, changing the minds of future generations.

Knowing this, it is enough.

"Boom. "The ultimate noise, that is, the ultimate tranquility, after the strong light is extremely strong, the killing god array is broken, the six peaks peak masters are scattered, blocking the apprentices on their respective peaks behind them, teaching a person, sitting in the endless reverse waterfall, the thin figure looks lonely, and bleak, although unscathed, but it makes people feel full of sadness.

"Whew. The Sect raised his head and watched the roaring purple dragon rise to the dome, where it was absorbed, and smiled, "What should come is always coming." If you insist on doing so, there is nothing you can do. ”

In everyone's sight, the thin old man slowly stood up, the rapids against him returned to calm, and the water surface turned into a mirror pool, without a trace of waves. The cloth shoes of the master stepped on the mirror pool and finally landed on the ground, and at the same time, the mirror pool slowly disappeared behind him.

"The two patriarchs of Ming Xuzi and Jinglingzi are above, and the junior Li Yizhi is here to salute you. ”

The sudden action of the master of the sect surprised the people on the mountain who didn't know why, the shock of the day came suddenly, and the attack of the strong man was even more without warning, most of the people present did not know the origin of these three strong men, but from their similar tricks to the six peaks, it was judged that they were sinners who were banned by the six peaks.

It wasn't until the head of the sect respectfully visited at this moment that he knew that their seniority was extremely high, and they were people that even the head of Shushan had to respect.

"I'm just here to see you now, isn't it too late? Ming Xuozi was a husband, standing nearby, Jing Lingzi was diagonally behind him, and his fair face was hidden under the folding fan.

"It's not too late to make amends. ”

"What's your name. ”

"Under Li Yizhi, the thirteenth head of Shushan. ”

"Thirteenth, hehe. Time flies. ”

"For Shizu, it's just a flick of a finger. ”

"You fucking fart. Ming Xuzi was furious, "I'll lock you up for a thousand years and try to see if it's a flick of your fingers." ”

"Why should the ancestor be angry. ”

"Qingshan's apprentice is really annoying. ”

"If there is a sin in the words, I hope the master will forgive me. ”

"You get out of the way, Jing Lingzi and I won't embarrass you. ”

"I'm the head of Shushan, where can I hide. ”

"Wherever we go, we will go to the back mountain, unravel the dusty history for a long time, and let everyone see the truth. ”

"The truth is in the heart, not in the back mountain. ”

"You're determined not to go. ”

"I have nowhere to go. ”

"Yes, Difu!"

Ming Xuzi's feet were separated from the front and back, the upper body formed a sitting position backwards, and his hands stretched forward to stand in front of him, purple thunder energy rose from his body, swam along the two hands, and emanated from between his fingers, forming a roaring dragon head - purple electric swimming dragon.

"See the little ones clearly, this is the real use of thunder control. ”

The thunder dragon broke away from Ming Xuzi's hands, and the wind rose, and the thunder contained in it burst out from time to time, and he was a hundred meters away, and he still felt numb all over his body, as if he was being passed through the whole body by a weak current.

Bichi Peak's thunder control technique is mainly reflected in two aspects, on the one hand, thunder, that is, to achieve the ultimate speed through thunder. On the other hand, there is thunder, which increases the power of attacks by covering the whole body with thunder energy. Like Ming Xuzi, the trick of directly creating a thunder dragon has been tried by the peak masters of previous generations, but the effect is not ideal. Thunder is an invisible burst that can only last with the help of human mimicry.

I don't know what method this Ming Xuzi used, he condensed the thunder energy into a dragon shape, and let it be controlled, which was much stronger than the ordinary thunder control technique.

The thunder dragon opened its bloody mouth and went straight to the palm of the sect, but the latter was unmoved, and waited until the thunder dragon was close to two feet in front of him, and then raised his right hand at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and hit the thunder dragon's chin with a "snap". I don't know what kind of power is contained in the thin palm, and the thunder dragon with teeth and claws is bounced away by the force of the impact, and changes direction towards the dome.

"Huh. Ming Xuzi sneered, his feet did not move, the angle of his palm changed back and forth, and Lei Longfu rushed down again. The huge thunder dragon fell from the sky, and fell extremely violently, but when it reached the top of the head of the master, it was intercepted by an invisible air cover. The electric current collided with the air hood, forming waves of light, which rippled in all directions, and were stopped by the Six-Peak Peak Lord.

After a flash of lightning and thunder, the smell of burning filled the space, and the palm was unscathed, so it could be seen that it was the air that was burned. The bodies of the purple electric dragons collapsed because of the collision with each other, forming sporadic currents distributed in space, which were re-manifested and formed by Ming Xuzi's hands with one move and one move. (To be continued.) )