Sacrifice to the heavenly seals and look at all beings.

Covering the sky and revealing the terrifying appearance of the world, the demon god wants to kill the true dragon.

Li Bai waved his sword to calm the sky, and the sword turned into a full house.

I thought about it but I couldn't think of it, I was confused. What you can imagine is that what is sealed under Xia Xun covering the sky must be terrifying. After all, it was a foreshadowing of a ghost scheme, and it had manifested itself more than once, and each time it shocked the world. And what I didn't expect was that the things that covered the world would be terrifying...

It's so terrifying that almost no one can explain it.

Explain why this Xia Xun is so perverted...

A mere weak body actually hid the reincarnation blood coffin, the ghost plot shield armor, the feng shui compass, the speechless questioning the sky, the five-clawed true dragon, the dragon slaying knife, the seven-star sword, the chaotic qi, the eight world-shattering battle spirits, and he hid himself in it.

This is an inexplicable fact.

Because the human body is like a container, when the water is full, it overflows, and even if the out-of-body body can hide the eight battle spirits in the heavens, it is already inconceivable. And how can the container hold itself?

What's more, he's still so powerful...

Although no one controls the Cullinan Zhenshi, the strength of the Zhenguo Divine Dragon has been greatly weakened. Although Li Bai only used one sword, the blood shadow was wiped out, and Xia Xun was knocked unconscious with a wine jar. But the seal in Xia Xun's body has never been lifted. The sky was not broken, and the battle soul condensed by his flesh and blood breath alone was enough to compete with the Zhenguo Divine Dragon at the peak level of the King Realm. The power of terror can be seen. If the covering of the sky in Xia Xun's body is lifted and that thing can be completely born, how shocking its power can be can be calculated.

That's definitely the existence of a world-destroying demon god!

That's definitely an existence beyond ordinary saints!

It can definitely destroy the common people!

There is a melancholy that cannot be seen in the dark.

Twenty years ago, a generation of sword gods had broken hearts and disappeared into the world.

At this point, the ghost plotted that there was no sword in his hands. And today, since the sword god Lu Fengxian, the world seems to have seen another sword in the hands of the ghost...

He's so sharp.

Look northwest.

Seeing that the Tang Dynasty government still has no intention of asking Xia for guilt.

The candidates dispersed one after another with endless surprises.

Hundreds of northerners surrounded Xia Xun, who fainted on the ground, and the drunken Taoist.

After probing Xia Xun's snort, Xia Hou calmed down a lot of apprehensions, but with the last few words of Xun Shangshu's reading of the holy decree on the spiritual platform before, his expression suddenly darkened again. And the people who changed color when they heard the decree were not only Xiahou, but the expressions of the fat monk and Mo Xian at this time were very unsightly. The little monk of Mu Na also showed a rare confusion.

Because, in the holy decree, they heard three words like thunder on a sunny day...

"Fangcun Mountain"

These three words are actually unfamiliar to Xiahou. It's just that the moment the Lingtai recites it, the face of a lewd Taoist appeared in his mind, and there was a sentence...

"If evil comes, it is difficult to descend from extreme good. There is a spirit in every inch, and it cannot be forced. ”

This sentence was given to the little monk by the obscene Taoist who claimed to be the heavenly machine on the night when Xiahou, Xia Xun, and Mo Xian went north with the three monks to pass through the cliff ditch a month ago. Xia Hou didn't understand the meaning of the words at the time, but now that he suddenly looked back, he completely understood. Fang Cun refers to Fang Cun Mountain, and he doesn't know what kind of spirit it is, but this spirit is definitely not trivial, because the obscene Taoist repeatedly warned that it should not be forced. In other words, the obscene Taoist who seemed to be a fool and deceived a ghost had actually calculated that Xiahou and his party must pass through Fangcun Mountain as early as a month ago!

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

"Aha Mita sent a hey, that... That god stick scoop is really a god. ”

In hindsight, there was a moment that overwhelmed the shock brought by Xia Xun.

The little monk seemed to feel something, and deeply recited the Buddha name. The fat monk couldn't control his temperament and shouted in surprise.

When the drunken Taoist saw the strangeness of Xiahou, Mo Xian and the two monks, he couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Amitabha. ”

The little monk folded his hands and bowed to the drunken Taoist.

Then he turned his head to the fat monk and reprimanded him flatly: "Bajie, as a monk, Hugh talks nonsense. ”

"Oh oh...," the fat monk Mu Leng nodded.

At this time, Xia Hou also temporarily withdrew his surprise to his heart, he stretched out his hand to probe Xia Xun's snort again, and then asked the drunken Taoist with a dark face: "What did you do to him?"

The drunken Taoist rolled his eyes disapprovingly, staggered a few steps and squatted beside Xia Xun, casually took out a delicate vial from the gap in his belt, poured out a black pill, and stuffed it directly into Xia Xun's mouth. Then he picked up Xia Xun's waist pole with one hand, and with a faint blue glow in his two fingers with one hand, he quickly connected more than ten times in Xia Xun's chest. Every time he pointed at Xia Xun's body, a small blue ripple rippled, which was very magical.

Everything was stopped, and at this time, the drunken Dao talent glanced at Xiahou drunkenly, and replied: "He has sealed the inheritance of many saints in his body, and although the sealing array will not be cracked by forcibly inducing it, the soul of that person has been awakened. You've seen the results. If it is left unchecked, Xia Xun's consciousness will be completely swallowed up, so I can only defeat it and re-suppress it under the Heaven Covering Seal. It takes a little time for his consciousness to turn, and he will wake up in about an hour, so you don't need to worry. It's just..."As he spoke, the drunken Taoist looked at Mo Xian behind Xia Hou with a little solemn expression, and said, "I have already seen everything I want to see, if you want him to live longer, you must not let his sky cover the sky again." That human soul was suppressed by Long Wei, and the confusion had basically been broken. Over time, you will be able to regain your sense of autonomy. When he can break the seal and be born, it still depends on Xia Xun's own creation. If the sky is covered and damaged again, Xia Xun's current consciousness strength will definitely not be able to compete with it. Rebirth, six reincarnations, Xia Xun will be suppressed by that human soul under the sky, and there will be no life. ”

“......”

A deep passage made hundreds of people here see the key point.

Mo Xian nodded slightly, while Xiahou frowned slightly.

"Didn't you slash that Nine Dao Battle Soul with one sword? If something happens to him again, wouldn't it be good if you could help him cut it again?"

"Haha..."

Xia Hou asked, and the drunken Taoist laughed stupidly: "Xiahou, Xiahou, your father has only one tendon, how can you have more tendon than your father? If he covers the sky and breaks down, and the Human Soul Devourer is born and completely controls Xia Xun's body, do you think I can still have the strength to fight?"

"It's... This... He..."

"Shhhh ”

When Xia Hou heard this, his eyes suddenly widened like bull's eyes, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, full of horror. Unable to speak incoherently and incoherently, the drunken Taoist stretched out a finger and stood in front of his lips, signaling him to remain silent.

Xiahou was frightened and speechless for a long time.

The drunken man stood up again and patted the hem of his clothes. Two steps crossed Xiahou, and then took the three-foot embroidered sword sandwiched under the armpit and handed it to Mo Xian, showing a solemn look, and said: "I will destroy you a sword Qingfeng, and now give you a three-foot embroidery, and this debt will be written off." ”

Mo Xian looked at the drunken Taoist, and then at the three-foot embroidered sword he handed over, thought for a moment, and then said coldly: "Xia Xun said that Zhenwu's sword is too heavy and not suitable for me. ”

“......”

Mo Xian's refusal is very profound.

The three-foot embroidery is delicate and slender, and it looks much lighter than the Qingfeng sword commonly used by Mo Xian. The weight of his words obviously means something else, and it is likely that he is not referring to the sword, but to the mountain behind the sword.

How smart a drunken Taoist is, he knows Mo Xian's concerns as soon as he hears it.

He stretched out his right hand and pressed the embroidered sword directly to Mo Xian's chest, saying, "This sword is indeed very heavy, but it is not a true martial sword, and it is the most suitable for you." This sword is named Yuqing Xuanming, three feet and one inch long, weighing twenty-four catties and eight taels, and it was used by my father to cultivate swords and refine his heart in Kongwu Peak when he was young. ”

Mo Xian was secretly surprised, he never thought that this embroidered sword, which was as delicate as a woman's use, would hide such a background. The Pure Yang Sword is soaked in Pure Yang Jade and White Snow, and it has been inherited in the hands of that sword god for many years, so it must be extremely suitable for Pure Yang Sword Technique. For Mo Xian, it is indeed very suitable.

Mo Xian thought for a while and said, "Give me this sword, and you won't have a sword." ”

"Tsk..."

The drunken Taoist laughed stupidly and didn't say much, he directly forcibly hung the sword on Mo Xian's hand, and then turned around and staggered away from the crowd. After he walked out of Xu Yuan, he heard a bold laugh from afar: "Haha... I have a sword in my heart, and everything is my sword. My heart has no sword, and the red sky is also rusty iron. This sword no longer suits me. Haha..."

“......”

The laughter is heroic, and the atmosphere is free and easy, like the vast sky and galaxy.

Looking at this not burly figure, Mo Xian's consciousness faintly had a hint of enlightenment.

He really doesn't need the sword anymore...

Li Bai slowly walked away, and finally disappeared into the crowd.

The sky is clear and cloudless, and the wind and water are cold and unintentional.

The Temple of Heaven whispered up and down, but he couldn't understand why the turbulent rivers were so quiet and so fast. After the decree was announced, the two chief officials in charge of the heavenly test left in their respective cars and led the servants. Tens of thousands of Imperial Forest soldiers evacuated the Temple of Heaven in four ways, and all the personnel related to the Tang Dynasty Mansion seemed to have no intention of pursuing the heinous crimes committed by the green shirt. Even that one is not pursued. The attitude of the imperial court is so weird, and the handling method is the same as the Yingshui night banquet not long ago, which makes people completely incomprehensible.

Whether it is the indulgence of the ants in the palm of the hand, or the deep fear of obscurity, or whether there is a longer-term plan, no one can say at this time. It's just that in the dark, many people can already smell the killing intent that began in the imperial court. Like a falcon soaring in the sea of clouds, gazing at the young rabbit hidden in the grass, waiting for it to go to the ideal death alone.

Hunt it down again.

"Let's go. ”

On the south side, the dragon fan shook gently, and the yellow robe was slightly whisked.

With a faint smile, it seemed that the strategy had lurked in the city government to secure the victory, and Long Gongzi led his minions to leave the Temple of Heaven first. The burly second son of Long had something to say, but when he saw his brother's smile, he didn't say anything in his mouth. Hundreds of official children galloped eastward, and thousands of steel guns and iron horses followed in two columns, raising yellow dust like a surging river, gradually disappearing from the eyes of all beings.

"Royal..."

Not long after Long Gongzi left, two fierce horses led the blue light car from the west gate into the west side of the Temple of Heaven and came to Yu Youran. The miserable little white hand slowly covered the hat with the long pale hair, the white veil covered the face, and the word cold came out.

"Let's go. ”

Mo Yan hesitated for a moment.

"I probably know who he is. ”

"What you see is not necessarily true. ”

"Why?"

"Nature is not nature. ”

"Oh. ”