"Boom!"

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Whispering, roaring thunder.

A thunderbolt pierced the sky like a silver spear, tearing the sky.

The little monk outside the crowd looked compassionate, folded his hands, and did not move.

But the demon god behind him was extremely powerful, and he took a volley step and waved his hand to punch hard!

The lightning bloomed like water in the sky, the explosion resounded through the nine heavens, and the electric snakes spread countless times in the sky, crackling and exploding.

The little monk's combat power is really amazing, the first two times to slash the thunder, Lei Meng, Maiteng, and Wulan were injured one after another, but he only relied on his own battle spirit, and with a punch in his hand, the rolling thunder was shattered in the firmament, but there was no alien color.

Yu Youran's expression became more and more dazed, and her snowy eyelashes trembled even more. Although the surrounding breath is still as cold as frost, the rape flowers within ten zhang are gradually condensed into a thin frost. Hot and cold alternate, frost and mist rise, and the air is difficult to calm anymore, gradually becoming distorted and unreal. It can be seen that Yu Youran can no longer control his constantly fluctuating mood, and the palm on Xia Xun's neck began to tremble slightly. Inadvertently, the sharp gold leaf cut several thin wounds on Xia Xun's neck, and the bright red blood slowly oozes out.

Xia Xunwen didn't move, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and he couldn't feel the threat of life and death.

Although the onlookers were worried, whether it was Tang Xiaotang, Mo Xian, or Xiahou, they all stopped at the moment. Dao Sheng, Dao Rong and other pure yang disciples had a wisp of indescribable expectation in their eyes. It's like a patient's family, waiting for the doctor to treat the patient.

"Love. Yu Youran said coldly.

"Yes. "Xia Xunying.

"What is love?"

"What you are entangled with now is love. ”

"But all I felt was pain. ”

"It's not pain, it's your stubbornness. ”

“......”

During the conversation, Yu Youran recalled many things in his mind.

The smiling faces that I had been familiar with when I was young, the misery of being burned by the heavenly fire under the rolling thunder, the lonely night in the sacred palace, and the teachings of the silver-haired old man, have almost been completely forgotten and the heart-rending crying. Yu Youran looked at Xia Xun blankly, and there was a trace of extremely complicated emotions in his miserable white eyes.

It's that the plum blossoms are blooming in the extreme cold, but the petals are falling out of the sun...

Yu Youran said coldly word by word, "But the painful feeling is more real. ”

Xia Xun said: "The pain is because you want to kill it, this is no different from cutting meat, how can it not hurt?"

"If it doesn't die, you have to die. ”

"Then you just let me die. ”

“......”

Yu Youran's eyes trembled violently, and he showed a look of astonishment in an extremely strange way.

Xia Xun smiled disapprovingly: "It's very simple to want me to die, you just need to push your hand forward an inch." Anyway, the knife has been given to you, and if it dies, I will die, and if I die, it may still be alive. When it lives, you can see the most precious things in the world. If you are stubborn, it will still hurt, and it will hurt even more. ”

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

"Let's get on it!"

"Knock knock!"

The words go to the depths, and they are born with feelings.

Xia Xun really looks like a kind doctor at this moment.

Yu Youran once forced Xia Xun to a desperate situation with indifference in Salamander, and Xia Xun now uses warmth in the same way to imprison Yu Youran in the palm of his hand. Yu Youran's deep emotions at this time must have fluctuated, because while Xia Xun was speaking, the pitch-black thunderclouds above the dome had rapidly expanded from Baizhang for several miles. Endless electric snakes, madly intertwined, and terrifying aura of destruction have far surpassed the initial state of the thundercloud.

The god of thunder roared, and the heavens were wrathed!

Xia Xun finished talking, dozens of terrifying thunderbolts, and they fell in a rage!

The silver light becomes a waterfall, blooming for a hundred and ten miles dazzling, rolling and roaring!

The demon god behind the little monk was lonely, and it was difficult to take care of all the numbers, and he suddenly swept several fists, and the domineering power squeezed at one point, tearing the space, but it was only a few thunder pillars. Dao Rong behind Yu Youran saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly drank it. Dozens of Taoists immediately took out their swords to the sky, turned into fierce silver Jiao, and carried endless sword shadows, soared into the air, and went up to the thunder!

Thunder and lightning burst out, like a waterfall hitting a stone, blooming silver flowers.

The shot of the pure yang Taoist made the plot blurry.

In the deafening roar, Yu leisurely glanced at the corner of his eyes faintly into the sky.

Looking at the sword shadows dancing like wild bees in the sky, and dozens of humanized dragon battle thunder, he seemed to understand something again.

Yu Youran said: "Today's you, I really feel surprised. ”

Xia Xun asked, "You didn't count it, did you?"

Yu Youran said: "I calculated the antecedents, but ignored the consequences. ”

Xia Xun asked again, "What consequences?"

"You've turned my people against you. ”

"Oh..."

Xia Xun nodded noncommittally, and then shook his head again: "The words are inappropriate, this is not a counterproduct." And the Pure Yang Dao Venerable, the Dao Ancestor of the world, who can humiliate me? I don't have the ability to buy your people. ”

"They're drawing swords for you. Yu said leisurely.

"Not for me, it's for you. ”

"What's the reasoning?"

"People are sophisticated. ”

“......”

The thunder is endless, and the sword shadow is heavy.

Thunder blossoms are shocking...

Xia Xun looked up at the sky, looked at the center of the battle between man and man that day, and continued with feeling: "When I was playing chess in the Hanlin Academy, I asked you if you had any friends, and you said no. Later, in Huishan, you told me that it is not that you have no friends, but that you cannot have them. Both before and after, it sounded ridiculous to me. Although the Pure Yang Palace stands up for immortals, and although the Taixuan Sutra is ruthlessly cultivated, you are not a stone, where did you come from to be so lonely? Facts have proved that you not only have friends, but also have many friends. You see, it's all over the place. After a pause, Xia Xun suddenly turned to ask: "A few days ago, when I told the whole plan, Daosheng and they agreed without thinking about it, do you know why?"

"Why?" asked Yu Youran.

"Because they all know you're sick. ”

"What disease?"

"Heart disease. ”

“......”

The miserable white eyes opened slightly, and Yu Youran's expression was very weird.

It seems to be surprised but not surprised at all, as if stunned but there is a trace of enlightenment.

Xia Xun smiled softly: "Heart disease is also a disease, and if you are sick, you have to be cured." ”

Yu Youran said: "This is your prescription?"

"Yes. ”

Xia Xun said: "Everyone in the world is the way, the ghost is unpredictable, and the people are exhausted. As everyone knows, the way of ghost planning can also cure people's hearts. I can cure your disease. And the Tao gave birth to them, and they were equally happy. Your seniority is higher than theirs, and you hide yourself in the Taishang Palace as cold as ice on weekdays, and it seems that everyone is afraid of you. But you don't know, they have long regarded you as a relative. They can feel your pain, and they can know your helplessness. Because of this, they don't want to see you tortured by that demon all day long, and they don't want you to turn yourself into a ruthless monster. So, when I prescribe medicine, they are forced to conspire with me, even if they are suspicious. I will plant a seed in your heart with my life, and everyone will water and fertilize it so that it may flourish. What I hope is that one day flowers will bloom in your heart, freeing you from the sea of ruthless and desireless suffering. ”

"Boom, boom!"

"Oh no, damnation is coming!"

"Amitabha. ”

"Taixu Sword Formation!"

"Shoot with all your might!"

"Woooo

"Boom..."

Things deteriorated much faster than expected.

Xia Xun seemed to have a lot of words and a lot of nagging, but the dry thunder falling from the dome became more and more violent, like a demon god furious, wanting to completely incinerate all the ants that desecrated the heavens. Hundreds of zhang wide thunder descended from the sky, connecting into half a mile of rolling thunder waterfalls, the space collapsed, and it was terrifying!

In the thunderclouds, a cloud of golden light was rapidly forming.

That's the thunder punishment of the king's realm...

The little monk was finally forced to do it.

Chant a Buddha horn, open your eyes, clench your hands into fists, and fly into the sky!

Dao Rong drank the array, and dozens of pure Yang Dao people scattered in all directions, inducting the sword shadows and forming a sword array.

The generals who guarded the war, such as Mo Xian, Mo Yan, Dao Rong, and Lei Meng, had to sacrifice all their strength, fly over, and join the ranks of the thunder. Even the fat monk who was terrified and wanted to stay out of the matter had to grit his teeth at this time to summon his battle spirit and run into the battle circle from the stream. But manpower is limited after all, and the power of heaven is infinite, and now the king's thunder punishment has not fallen, and everyone has tried their best to fight. If the thunder falls, how can it continue?

At the foot of Qulong Mountain, 7,000 soldiers condensed their qi in the array.

Behind the sea of flowers, Chunyang and Huishan people and horses are gathering momentum.

In the distance, there are 100 black eagles hanging in the air and flapping their wings.

The battle of Huishan may be different...