Half a month later, Jinwen World.

The pool water is empty, and Cuihua spits beads.

Danqiu is colored, and the cold spring is reflected.

Three or five cranes danced, and their chirping sounded clearer.

Ziqi, who has disappeared since the place of exile, sits under the green pine, wears a beam crown on his head, wears a green embroidered cloud brocade fairy clothes, and holds a jade bottle in his hand, and the wisps of smoke are dense and jingling.

After a while, I saw the auspicious smoke rising in mid-air, the fairy music played, and a red-crowned crane opened the clouds, gently folded in mid-air, and landed calmly.

Looking closely, there is a woman on the back of the crane, slender and long, covered with a snow-white samurai uniform, and thunder light wraps around it, heroic and vigorous.

Hearing the sound of ringing bells, Wang Ziqi opened his eyes and said in an impatient tone, "Don't have a letter yet?"

"Hmph,"

He Jingjing snorted coldly, jumped off the crane's back, stepped on the little man's boots, made a clicking sound, came to the front of the prince Qi, and replied, "The whole plan is complicated, of course the father must be prepared, so as not to have a business trip and spoil a big thing when the time comes." ”

The prince lowered his eyelids, pinched his hands like a seal, and said lightly or heavily, "Maybe it won't be long before the Jinwen Great World will be completely assimilated by the Great World, and then there will be no barriers, and the real people in the cave can enter and exit freely." ”

He Jingjing naturally heard the faint threat in her words, her eyebrows furrowed, and then she stretched out again, and said quietly, "Our He family has always advanced and retreated with the Holy Dynasty, so we naturally know the priorities. ”

"That's good. ”

Wang Ziqi nodded and was silent.

The He family in the Jinwen World is undoubtedly the backhand left by the King of the Emperor, but for so many years, the He family has been the overlord of the soil for a long time, and without the awe, there will be thoughts that should not be had.

Some time ago, the two concubines He Yuqing and He Yuwei came to the He family one after another, knowing them with affection, moving them with reason, and with many means, they reluctantly made the principal of the He family agree to cooperate with the plan.

That's it, the He family is still grinding, not very reluctant.

I have to say that the human heart is the most elusive.

In the past, the Holy Dynasty was subdued by the Eight Desolations, and the He family was naturally obedient and the most obedient.

And now that the Holy Dynasty is in ashes, the power of the He family is inflated, and the power in their hands is strong, they want to oppose the guest and dominate the situation.

"Relatives are really unreliable,"

The prince was irritable and cursed secretly.

This group of people of the He family are used to being arrogant in the Jinwen Great World, and they don't understand the power of the Immortal Dao in the Central World, if they still drag their feet regardless of the overall situation, compete with the mussels, and the fishermen will profit, and in the end, they will still be cheaper than the Immortal Dao people.

"Now that the Xuanmen has suffered a catastrophe, there is no weakness, it is the best opportunity for the Holy Emperor to recover his strength, once he misses it, in the future, the Immortal Dao will free his hand, and the skin of the Jinwen Great World will be attached to it?"

Huang Ziqi was really anxious, back then, the Holy Dynasty, including Taishi and others, generously went to death, just to give the Holy Dynasty a glimmer of life, if his own people were infighting, wouldn't it be a waste of sacrifice for everyone at the beginning?

He Jingjing wrapped her hands in front of her, her jade face was cold.

Tianying Temple.

A little black light rises.

At the beginning, it was undetectable, and after a few breaths, it turned into a black sun, hanging high in the sky, and it was extremely powerful.

Murong Chui sat in it, his hair was still draped casually over his shoulders, his facial features were angular, and his eyes were cold, making people dare not look directly, and there was an indescribable domineering.

"Duh,"

Murong drooped and groaned, his eyes blazing, showing the phantom of a demon god, born without a head, with eyes in his belly, holding a mountain axe, standing up to the sky and the earth, roaring the sky.

Yue Chan'er sat on the golden silk soft couch opposite, bent her thin eyebrows, and said with a smile, "The Heavenly Punishment God and Demon Catalogue has finally been completed, and if you go further, it will be the power of Heaven Cutting, which is very good." ”

"Whew,"

Murong Hang dissipated the vision in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I haven't even reached the realm of the Cave Heaven, how can I cut down the sky?"

"Cave Heaven,"

Yue Cicada stretched out her slender jade hand, as tender as spring onions, and said with a smile, "You are extraordinary, you have great luck, and we have the full support of our black prison, if you can't even reach the cave sky, it will be a joke." ”

After a pause, Yue Cicada got up, mopped the floor with a soft smoke skirt of scattered flowers, and said, "Don't worry, the opportunity will be ****." ”

As soon as the words fell, a large axe appeared in the temple out of thin air.

The axe is long, the axe handle is bronze, **** intertwined patterns, faintly see the brilliance of the headless demon god, or the back of the blue sky, or sitting on the lotus, or lying horizontally like a Buddha, or calm like a bell, a thousand postures, indescribable.

"This axe,"

Murong Chui's heart jumped, and there was an inexplicable throbbing, he stood up and reached out to grab the handle of the axe.

Thundered

The next moment, a strong idea came from the big axe, impassioned, top ambition, and the air of injustice in the chest would cut down the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Murong Chui felt as if he had incarnated as a real ancient giant god, holding the Heaven Opening Axe, the way of heaven was unfair, and he was about to cut down the sky.

"People are born angry, and if they are uneven, they will sing. ”

Murong Chui paused, the aura on his body and the big axe merged into one, and then went up a step.

Netherlands.

The black water is surging, and there is no bottom in sight.

Jing Younan stands on top of the black water, showing the shadow of the cave behind him, black and white intertwined, if there is nothing, life and death depend on each other.

"Up,"

Jing Younan recited the mantra, the reincarnation book slowly unfolded in his hand, and between the flow of light, the law of communication, and the continuous collection of information from all directions.

With the Book of Reincarnation in hand, and the bell of luck, Jing Younan has the power of the home field that others can't match.

This is the dividend that Jing Younan proposed a complete underworld system, which communicates the yang and yin sides and resolves the burden borne by the world.

What's more advantageous is that with the opening of the yang side and the yin side, the rules of the yang side shine on the yin side, and the rules of the yin side are integrated into the yang side.

"Jinwen World,"

After a long time, Jing Younan opened his eyes, his eyes were blue, and he closed the Book of Reincarnation in his hand.

The Jinwen Great World is blessed, and it is even higher than the Thunder World that I have been to, and with such a deep foundation, there will definitely be no fewer Dongtian Innocents who can be supported.

What's even more troublesome is that unlike the Thunder World, the Dongtian Zhenren are independent, but in the Jinwen World, there is the prototype of the Holy Dynasty, and the power of the dynasty is unprecedentedly strong, and all the Dongtian Zhenren belong to the system of the dynasty, so the power of the integration is not inferior to the Xuanmen Sect of the Great World.

To fight in such a world, the difficulty can be imagined.

"Anyway, the Jinwen World is a monolith, in this case, you don't have to scruple, you can let go. ”

Jing Younan rubbed his fingers and made a clanging sound.

Bang

After a while, the fireworks rose, the red lotus bloomed, and Chen Liuwang strode out.