The flag exhibition in front of the mountain gate, the axe shadow outside the infinite valley is cold.

Flying idlers on the Black Rock Mountain, smashing the ice river and cutting gold pills!

this day. The large mountain protection array that opened the mountain gate lost its brilliance, and the huge arrow array composed of forty medium-sized flying boats lifted the dense fog like a wielding immortal qi and slowly rose.

On top of the flagship at the head, a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes stood with his hands in his hands, and the light in his eyes was as sharp as a blade.

Behind him, standing straight were ten monks of various shapes. Although the physical appearance and bearing of these ten people are far from the people in charge, the momentum exuded from them is exactly the same, and even the axe embroidered on their chests is not a little smaller.

After the flagship, thirty-nine ships were lined up, each with ten monks standing neatly on top of it. The monks' cultivation is different, but what is the same is the solemnity on their faces...... And murderous!

There was no voice in the array, only the roar of the glacier under the flying boat, and the fluttering of the forty flags on the boat.

The flying boat array headed north, and in a short time it had already crossed the glacier.

After a few moments, you will see an ugly scar across the plain.

It was a long, narrow rift.

In the center of the valley floor, the huge spherical light mask trembled slightly, but the occasional five-colored streamer on it showed that the tremor may not be due to fear, or it may be due to excitement.

Looking in from the outside of the mask, all that comes into view is the thick fog that obscures the sky. From the inside out, everything can be seen at a glance.

Inside the light mask, there are nearly 1,000 red robes gathered in one place, quietly looking at the guests from afar, no sorrow, no joy, no rain and no sunshine!

The young man on the flying boat waved his hand to stop the arrow formation, and a cold and shining spirit sword immediately appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The young man raised his sword and pointed it at the top of the light mask, and the momentum on the four hundred monks behind him suddenly exploded, moving with the sword!

The invisible aura condensed above the light mask, and the killing intent of the four hundred people was like a giant axe, hanging high above the rift.

At this moment, four hundred monks opened their mouths at the same time, just like four hundred thunderbolts slashing down on the top of the mountain, and the thick echo shook the nine heavens!

"The universe is vast, and the sun and the moon shine clearly.

The universe is wide, and heaven and earth do not tolerate traitors.

The Jin father and son insulted the world slowly and rebelled.

The respect of a name is reckless.

No learning, no knowledge, no skills.

The strict law is a total treasure, and the slave face is bitter and talented.

The world is evil, and the real is a joint work. Seek and do, follow the canopy of stupidity.

Ignoring the call of the thunder star, ignoring the disaster of fire and water.

The hearts of the people have left and do not know, and the destiny of heaven will be changed.

Today, there is Shangzong to open the mountain, thunder the people of the six divisions, raise the army, and declare the power of heaven as they go.

It is clear that the help of the people of heaven and the faith has become my popular work.

The universe is calmed by Qingning and Su's children. Below the Enkuan Kim clan, the sin stops the evil body.

From now on, countless sons have turned their backs and worshipped, and all the lords have been rewarded, referring to the mountains and rivers.

Sincerely"

After the recitation of the text, the robes of the disciples of the mountain gate were windless. The aura giant axe that had been hanging above the large array early in the morning instantly became even more condensed.

The spirit sword in the hand of the young man led by him slowly pressed down, and the giant axe moved with it, and a dazzling brilliance slashed across the blade of the axe, and then the axe shadow fell rapidly, with the momentum of thunder for nine days, heavy

Split on the mountain protection array, in an instant, the earth shook the mountains!

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"Is this a fight?" Mr. Qian, who was hiding somewhere in the Boundless Valley, was able to stabilize his body, but his expression seemed to be relieved.

At this time, he was holding a silk book in his hand, the content on which was exactly the same as that recited by the disciple of the Kaishan Sect. The only difference is that there is a dazzling line of inscription after the silk book - the chief deacon of the mountain: Qiu Feifei.

Qian Yang had previously pushed the job of writing an essay to Granny Qiu, and at that time he expected that Granny Qiu would definitely not refuse this kind of face-showing thing that could go down in history, and would definitely redouble her efforts, and finally come up with something worthy of this big war.

The beauty of a gentleman's adulthood.

Qian Yang doesn't want to be famous, and he doesn't have Granny Qiu's ability to write articles. He thought to himself that since the old woman was good at this, he would fulfill her.

But he never imagined that Granny Qiu was not happy to write the essay, and she actually left her name below. The name falls below, and it is not counted, but it is also necessary to print a thousand copies of this inscription to ensure that each disciple of the Infinite Valley has a copy.

One person in Wuliang Valley is not enough, and I am afraid that the disciples of this posture will have to have one person. You don't have to think about it to know that every disciple of the Kaishan Sect must have her name on the silk book they get.

Qian Yang was convinced, you said that the text sent by the two sects during the war, is it appropriate to put your name on it as your identity? The name is good, and it can be written everywhere?

It's a pity that the disciples didn't read the payment together, otherwise at least half of the people present would have to laugh.

What do you call it?

Qian Yang complained here, but most of the disciples of Wuliang Valley had no expression after listening to this earth-shattering text of crying ghosts and gods.

I have to say that the work ability of our chief executive is still quite affirmative. Spit and complain, but he did sprinkle this text almost all over the Infinite Valley beforehand.

The excitement of this article is actually summed up in one sentence: "The surname Jin is not a good thing, don't mix with him, there are many people on our side, and the spirit stone is dripping!"

The red-robed people of the Boundless Valley were already immune to this script, and if they were allowed to carry it, they would probably be three points more proficient than the disciples who opened the mountain gate. Now they look at the dense flying boats in the sky, and there is actually only one thing they think about the most: which one is Qiu Feifei?

The disciples of the Mountain Opening Sect continued to chisel the big array, and the sound of earth-shaking was endless. But the big array stood majestically, and the light that kept flashing turned the mountain-opening giant axe into invisibility again and again.

In the main hall of the Infinite Valley, there are three people sitting around the table. It was none other than Jin Enming, the Great Commander of the Boundless Valley.

At this time, Jin Dazhang's face sank like water, his brows were tightly locked, and the boredom in his chest was written on his face. Jin Zhanpeng, the baby son on his right, was even more unbearable, his face was flustered, and his legs under the table were shaking involuntarily.

On the contrary, the fat old man sitting on the left hand side of the Jin Dazhang Sect looked quite relaxed, even if there was an occasional flash of worry on his face, he was obviously not very distracted.

This fat old man is the Zhu Hall Master of the East Tomb Branch of the Duobao Sect, who came to help the fist at the invitation of the Golden Palm Sect a few days ago, and has been staying in the Infinite Valley since then.

To say that the battle between Wuliang Valley and Kaishan Gate has nothing to do with him, even if the human head is beaten into a dog's head in the end, no one will dare to hit his idea. There is no other reason, he is a person from Zhongzhou Duobao Shangzong, and he opened the mountain

The villager at the door did not open his eyes again, nor did he dare to do anything to him.

Hall Master Zhu had no intention of staying in this troubled water, but the incense of Duobaozong and Wuliang Valley was here, and he couldn't wipe his face and turned around and left.

"Dad, according to the current attack intensity of the mountain gate, the large array will last for five or six days at most, and the spirit stone reserves in the sect will be exhausted!" Jin Zhanpeng's voice trembled a little.

Jin Enming glanced at him and said, "I still have some spirit stones, and they can last a few days." ”

"But ......" Jin Zhanpeng's face was full of confusion: "But it's not a way to consume it like this! That mountain protection array is a bottomless pit, and how many spirit stones there are are are not enough to fill it, and we can't stand up to the Duobao Sect to send someone to save it!"

Before Jin Enming could reply, Hall Master Zhu over there couldn't help but pout. The heart said that this kid has a really big heart, and he is still waiting for Duobaozong to come to save him?

Jin Enming sighed: "What else can you do if you don't consume it? Let the disciples go out and fight with the mountain gate? It's not that you haven't seen the text, it's easy for the disciples to send out, do you know how much you can come back?"

"However, we have to think of some way, just waiting for the big array to be broken is not waiting for death?" Jin Zhanpeng looked really panicked.

Jin Enming sighed secretly, he was really disappointed in this son now.

He knew that his son was greedy for power. There are many people who are greedy for power, and Jin Enming doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, but he slowly finds that his son's power is a little low-level.

Power can bring a lot of pleasure to people, but what Jin Zhanpeng enjoys most is the pleasure of pinching people.

In this regard, Jin Enming was very disdainful and mentioned it more than once, but his son's vision was like this, and he really had no way to think about it.

If the son is not successful, he is also a son, Jin Enming knocked out his teeth and swallowed it, thinking that this is it, with him in charge of the Jin Dan, what can be worse than that!

It turns out that the Golden Palm Sect still underestimated the destructive power of the son of the loser, and it was only a few days after the huge sect was handed over to him that it was about to be broken. And what's even more disappointing is that when this loser is fine, he can't come up with half an idea, and the waste is talking about people like him, right?

Jin Enming suppressed the anger in his heart, and in front of outsiders, he had to save some face for his son, so he said lightly: "I have my own plans, don't worry." ”

"But ......" Jin Zhanpeng gritted his teeth: "But so many spirit stones are consumed like this, isn't it a pity!"

By the way, as soon as he heard this, Jin Zhangjiao remembered that his son had a problem, that is, greed for money!

He knows that his son is greedy for money, there are many people who are greedy for money, and Jin Enming didn't think there was anything wrong, but he slowly found that his son's greed for money was also a little low-level.

Do you know what it means to "do big things and cherish your body, and forget your life when you see small profits"? If you burn a few spirit stones, you won't be able to see it? If you are afraid of death, you are afraid of becoming like this, and you are reluctant to spend life-saving money? The mentally retarded is talking about people like him!

Jin Enming once again suppressed the anger in his heart, in front of outsiders, his son's face should be as much as possible! Then he said lightly: "Indeed, instead of burning the spirit stone like this, it is better to give half of it to Hall Master Zhu for carriage and horse expenses." ”

Jin Zhanpeng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, why do you want to give away my spirit stone?

Hall Master Zhu was also stunned, and said in his heart What does it mean for you two to sing and harmonize?

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