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The clouds are clear and the golden wind is curling.

The sound of the spring swallows the frost stone, and the plantain hangs green.

The two stood side by side, their clothes were windy, and they were like golden boys and girls.

An Hongyu raised her head slightly, her jade face exquisite.

Her beautiful eyes reflected the meteorological changes in the sky, thunder, and black holes.

"It's mysterious. ”

Chen Yan was sensing the power of repulsion from the Sun and Moon God Huang Tiangong, lingering, soft and gentle, but it could not be refused.

This kind of power is the original power of the small world.

Even if it is a real person, I am afraid that it is impossible to resist, and it is difficult to even struggle.

An Hongyu supported her smooth jade forehead with her hand, her beautiful eyes were like water, she looked at the gradually expanding whirlpool in midair, and said, "When you go out, you have to take care." ”

"Rest assured. ”

Chen Yan was calm, magnificent, and talked and laughed in an authentic manner, "If it was before, I might not have much certainty, but now it is not what it used to be." ”

"Don't be too busy talking big. ”

The smile on the corner of An Hongyu's mouth flashed, and she said crisply, "If you are really caught by someone at that time, you will have to let me try to save you." ”

"Haha, and it's up to your husband to do it. ”

Chen Yan laughed, shook his body, and a layer of streamer came down from top to bottom, hanging down to the surface of his feet, and then turned slightly, he had changed his appearance, and dressed up as an ordinary child of the Yuwen family.

This disciple's name is Yuwen Buge, and he is one of the few people who was lucky enough to successfully enter the Yellow Heaven Palace when he was shocked in front of the door, but unfortunately he met Chen Yan and asked him to kill him casually.

Chen Yan's Dharma Body is ever-changing, and now that he has realized the Great Dharma King of Vitality, he has taken a step forward, and it is vivid, if ordinary people see it, it is really possible to be fooled by him.

As for why he changed his face and pretended to be a disciple of the Yuwen family, instead of Yun Feng, the identity he borrowed when he entered the Sun and Moon Birth God Huang Tiangong?

The reason is very simple, when he entered the Yellow Heaven Palace that day, a shocking change occurred.

The grandmaster of the foreign forces intervened forcefully, and killed many children of the two families in front of Yuwen Qingde and An Rushan, and also sent his own children into the Yellow Heaven Palace.

Such a move will definitely cause an uproar.

I can't say, when they were born in the Sun and Moon God Huangtian Palace, they would be beaten into a pot of porridge outside, which was the end of a strong force, and it was not a good stubble.

And the closure of the Yellow Heaven Palace, the Sun and Moon Birth God, will definitely be a breaking point.

The forces of all parties are staring, and there is no way to escape.

If you use the identities of Chen Yan or Yun Feng again, you will be making trouble for yourself and Hongyu.

"Ready. ”

An Hongyu looked up at the whirlpool in the sky that stopped expanding, and then jumped out of thousands of streamers, took a deep breath, and said, "There is only half an hour to go, if you can't get out, you will be trapped here as a native." ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Yan contemplated and waited for the next moment.

Let's talk about the outside.

The bright moon is in the house, and the pine shadow enters the window.

The cool and cool mountain scenery unfolds, like an ink painting scroll, beautiful.

If an ordinary literati saw this scene, they might be able to write a poem to express their feelings, but the major forces in the field did not have this leisure.

The fighting methods in the past few days, the intrigue with each other, even the Jindan Sect Master couldn't bear it, and he had a headache.

They were all recuperating and waiting for the outbreak when the Yellow Heaven Palace reopened.

At this time, a flying palace floats.

Below the upper circle, there are nine layers inside.

The four corners hang down the carved dragon, open teeth and dance claws, lifelike.

In the center is the Qingyang Treasure Pavilion, the water inside is shining, and the two of them are sitting on the cloud couch, drinking wine.

Yuwen Qingde put down the wine cup and looked at the sky outside.

I don't know when, the light fades.

The heavy and muffled thunder exploded, and it was deafening.

At first glance, it seems that thousands of gongs and golden bells are ringing in unison, containing an inexplicable heavenly might.

Unstoppable, unresistible, unviolable.

"It's going to be turned back on. ”

Yuwen Qingde has long eyebrows and a wide forehead, his expression is calm, and the fighting method for days has made him a little more sloppy between his eyebrows, and he plucked the beating lamp flame with his hand, and his voice was calm.

An Rushan sat opposite, steady, and said, "The recent fighting method seems to be fierce, but in fact, there is a tacit understanding, we didn't go all out, Yu Beihai and Kong Xiangrong are also restrained." ”

After a pause, he shook the dust and continued, "But when the Yellow Heaven Palace opens, it's time to move the real thing." ”

"Hmph,"

Yuwen Qingde's eyes showed a cold light, a layer of frost condensed in the field, and he said word by word, "The two of them killed so many of our outstanding children that day, and this time they will definitely make them pay for their blood debts." ”

On the same day, the Huangtian Palace was opened, and Yu Beihai and Kong Xiangrong suddenly killed, almost slaughtering the Yuwen family and the children of the An family.

Such a deep hatred cannot be avenged.

"Hmm. ”

An Rushan nodded and stopped talking, in his heart, revenge is secondary, and the first thing is to ensure the safety of his daughter.

"I hope Ruby will be safe. ”

An Rushan lowered his eyelids and continued his mana.

Bang

Thundered

Boom Boom Thunder,

The thunder grew louder and louder, and the thunder the thickness of the child's arm raged, staining the void into a frosty white.

Cold, oppressive, majestic.

It seems that there are real legendary gods who look down on the world and watch over all things.

Yu Beihai strode out of the Heavenly Palace, looked up at the sky, his eyes reflected a thunder like frost and snow, and said, "The Yellow Heavenly Palace is about to reopen." ”

"It was a tough battle that followed. ”

Kong Xiangrong held the sword body, his eyes sharp.

"As long as a few of them can get the opportunity and have the opportunity to condense Jindan in the future, our efforts will not be in vain. ”

Yu Beihai waved his sleeves, held his head high, and walked in a tiger's step.

Their actions like this are, firstly, to attack the Yuwen family and the An family, and not to let them eat alone and get fat, and secondly, the disciples of the younger generation have produced a few geniuses, and if they have the opportunity to enter the Sun and Moon Birth God Yellow Heavenly Palace, it will be of great benefit to their future development.

Harm others and benefit yourself, kill two birds with one stone.

If you can achieve the goal, you will not hesitate to pay.

"Beware of unexpected changes. ”

Kong Xiangrong thought of the changes on the Hongqiao that day, as well as the huge qi of that generation of Xuanhe, and there were actually two characters no less than them hiding in it.

"Of course I won't forget. ”

Yu Beihai's big sleeves fluttered, walked in front, and said, "But this time it's not just the two of us present, no matter how great the other party is, he can't turn the wind and waves." ”

Kong Xiangrong nodded, stopped talking, and began to meditate and contemplate the state.

Thundered

Another half an hour passed, and suddenly, the canopy of heaven cracked, the mouth of the valley was like a valley, and the colorful brilliance jumped out from the inside, condensing like a rainbow bridge, hanging from the sky to the ground, and the fine and dense seal inscription circulated on it.

The Hongqiao continues to stretch, passing through the thunder, steadily.

After a while, a spot of light appeared on the rainbow bridge, as small as a grain of rice, and then grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. (To be continued.) )