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The moon flows into the sky, and the stars shine.

The cold frost is on the white water, the forest is awe-inspiring, and there is a killing atmosphere, which comes vertically and horizontally.

Jingle bell, ding bell, ding bell,

The purple bell is windless and self-singing, like a golden stone agitation, and the clear light enters the house, which has a unique style.

Qi Changzong sat on the cloud couch, pulled it out with his hand, and the mana flowed, and the wisps fell, turning into a treasure mirror, reflecting the scene above.

I saw a heavenly palace approaching, and it was huge.

Look carefully, the golden canton, the light is shining, the dragon is carved and the phoenix is carved, the golden crow is around the beam, and the momentum is magnificent.

At first glance, it seems that the mountain of gold is overwhelming.

Gou Huairen, who had already come to the True Martial Liangyi Dao, squinted his eyes, looked at the patterns on the Heavenly Palace, and said, "It's a person from the True Yang Xuanmen." ”

"Not bad. ”

Qi Changzong knew his old opponent better, his long wide eyebrows trembled, and he said, "This True Yang Liutian Palace is not simple, it can be said to be one of the foundations of the True Yang Xuanmen, after being used in this way, it will destroy the leylines, and it is a very complicated project." ”

After a pause, Qi Changzong continued, "What kind of madness is this from the True Yang Xuanmen?"

Gou Huairen stroked the jade ruler in his hand, thinking of the meeting between himself and Yuan Tiandu, and lowered his eyelids to block the different colors in his eyes.

Bang

The Liutian Palace descended on the mountain gate of the Zhenwu Liangyi Dao, and the flames soared into the air, colliding with the power of the mountain protection array, and making a thunderous sound.

Thundered

The remaining energy spreads out in all directions, like fireworks, constantly living and dying.

Click,

Seeing that the Heavenly Palace was unable to break through the mountain protection array, he only heard a clear sound, the door opened, and Yuan Tiandu paced out from inside, his eyes sharp, and said, "Qi Changzong, come out and speak!"

The enmity between the two sects is as deep as the sea, and they are incompatible, and their words are so simple and rude.

"Haha, Yuan Tiandu, what are you crazy about?"

Qi Changzong stretched out his sleeves and walked out, with a continuous brilliance behind him, and there was no end in sight, and said, "Is it because you are in a hurry to die?"

"This seat is not here to send death, but to destroy the sect. ”

The aura on Yuan Tiandu's body was very powerful, and the voice came from afar, and Gu Gu responded, saying, "After today, the True Martial Liangyi Dao will be removed from the world. ”

"Rampant. ”

Qi Changzong scolded angrily, but he was strange in his heart, this Yuan Tiandu's reaction was unusual.

"Haha,"

Yuan Tian looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes touching Gou Huairen behind Qi Changzong.

"Duh. ”

Gou Huairen gritted his teeth, secretly used his mana, and an undetectable white light appeared on his fingertips, like a sword qi.

"Yuan Tiandu, today will let you have no return. ”

Qi Changzong didn't seem to notice the hidden dangers around him, and he was full of energy, and ordered his disciples to completely open the mountain gate array.

Bang

Together, the thunder of the True Martial Arts and Martial Arts in the sky sounded, the color was black and white, rolling forward, hitting the Heavenly Palace in mid-air.

Over the Golden Mansion.

Jin Jiren's sleeves fluttered, condescending, looking down on Wenheng Mountain, under his feet, the huge bell body wrapped around the dragon, spitting green flames, and the fine incantation bloomed with immeasurable auspicious light.

"Wen Hengshan, don't tie your hands yet, when will you wait?"

The voice of the Jinji people was as agitated as a golden stone, sonorous and powerful.

The demon king Baoyu and Fu Xiaolai took a step forward at the same time, and the three of them formed a horn shape, trapping Wen Hengshan in the middle, eyeing them fiercely.

"Huh,"

Wen Hengshan horizontal sword in front of him, the cold sword light reflected the green eyebrows, unyielding, tenacious, and never looking back, he took a deep breath, and there was a compelling brilliance in his eyes.

At this moment, he remembered his whole life.

The young man sought the Tao with firmness and worshiped the sect.

The helplessness in Qingyang Xuanmen was tortured, and life was worse than death.

Later, it was Qi Changzong's blue eyes and earnest teaching.

After that, the opportunity fell from the sky, condensing the golden pill in one fell swoop, and fighting the sword and the blue.

Life is a true martial artist, death is a real martial ghost, it's that simple.

With a decision, the frost sword in Wen Hengshan's palm was like a sense, and fine patterns appeared on the sword body, and it roared, and the voice was huge, pathetic, and unswerving.

The disciples of Yuanyang Immortal Palace heard this unyielding sword groan, and some even shed tears.

Such a choice is not wise, but it is admirable.

At any time, loyalty to the sect will resonate with people.

The girl in the yellow shirt held Yun Sideburns, her thin eyebrows faint.

It was under the fearless sacrifice of such generations of Jindan Grandmasters that the Yuanyang Immortal Palace slew the endless demons and forged the Supreme Mountain Gate, so that the Dao system was long.

Without sacrifice, there would be no day when the world admires Yuanyang Immortal Palace.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

Jin Jiren's face sank, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the dazzling firelight emitted, like a flying arrow, dragging the light and dragging the smoke, and it was divided into nine.

Poof, poof, poof,

The rocket burst through the air, and the sound was like a thunderbolt.

"Kill. ”

The demon king praised the jade phoenix's eyes, stretched out his slender jade hand, and the next moment, it had turned into a sharp demon claw, flashing with colorful brilliance, like a sword.

"From. ”

Fu Xiaolai made the last move, patted the treasure gourd on his waist, and the universe gushed out in one go, like a mountain and a cloud, seemingly fluttering, but in fact it was unpredictable, blocking all the ways out of Wenheng Mountain.

Block the back road, so that he has no way back.

Qiang,

Wen Hengshan can't retreat, won't retreat, his eyes are firm, the frost sword in his hand stabs straight out, without any fancy or any moves, just a flat sword, resolutely moving forward.

The fierce fighting outside attracted everyone's attention.

No one noticed that the pattern on the body of the True Yang God Zhong Zhong in the field was changing.

Divine Clock Space.

Layers of blue light spread on the ground, Qionghua fell, jingling.

The frost stone and green bamboo that protrudes from the erly are in contrast to each other, and the flowing water is murmuring, and there is no edge.

The next moment,

Blazing flames fell from above, carrying incredible heat, burning everything.

"Duh. ”

Chen Yan sat steadily, and the five-colored, five-elemental, and five-way spiritual flames appeared on the heavenly gate, like a lotus blooming, devouring the surrounding flames, but no matter how powerful the spiritual flames were, they couldn't stop the endless green flames.

A good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves, that's the truth.

If it goes on like this, it won't take long for it to be refined, and then the essence will be absorbed by the bell body.

"It is worthy of being the treasure of the Zhenzong, and it is really powerful. ”

Chen Yan raised his head, the fire light was reflected in his vertical pupils, he could see that the quality of this True Yang Divine Bell was also a Dao weapon, but it was dozens of times stronger than the Eight Scenes Golden Yang Treasure Mirror in his hand.

It's the result of time.

The successive generations of the True Yang Xuanmen have taken great pains to sacrifice, and they have not hesitated to provide for the mountain qi, so that the power of this magic weapon has been growing slowly, and the accumulation of thousands of years will not be underestimated by anyone.

If the Eight Scenes Golden Yang Treasure Mirror in his hand was just a baby who had just begun to babble, the spirit of the Divine Bell had grown into a strong young man, a dragon spirit and a fierce tiger.

"I just didn't expect that such a Dao weapon would have weaknesses, and it would be known to outsiders. ”

Chen Yan thought for a moment, raised his head, and began to recite the incantation in his mouth. (To be continued.) )