Located in the far west of the thousands of miles away, the mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, these mountains are almost barren and verdant, even the beasts are nowhere to be seen, the dead and silent mountains only the mountain wind whistling by, sometimes wanton like a thousand horses galloping magnificently, sometimes like the sigh of a deep resentful woman. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The bright moon is in the sky, the bright stars and the sky are scattered all over, reflecting the protrusion of this lonely peak, the towering black peak, the soap-colored big wind and the wind swaying, the blood-red vertical hair, the oblique flying heroic sword eyebrows, the slender black eyes, the thin and light lips, the angular outline, the slender and tall but not rough figure, the independence is proud of the world.

Looking up, staring at the cold color of the bright moon hanging high, the indifferent eyes of the old demon of the Black Mountain also lingered a little lonely, even if he practiced for more than a thousand years, what could he do, but he was like a frog at the bottom of a well in this yang world.

"If God really has the virtue of a good life, why cut off the road to becoming an immortal......

"Do you have to wait any longer......?

The deep voice of the old demon of Montenegro echoed in the mountains, full of indignation and unwilling anger, looking up at the sky, hoping for a pride and excitement in his chest.

A sword splits the sky, fades into immortals!

The old demon of Montenegro recalled the beautiful and immortal woman in the past, and went here alone to invite the battle, a Qingping sword was really lonely and cold in his hand, and the sword light of Sen Han was incomparable, and there was no lack of appreciation in his eyes, and more was contemplative and dignified.

"The stones of other mountains can attack jade, if you can see the ...... of the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex"

As soon as the tone fell, the figure that had stopped and stood on the top of the mountain rose against the wind, and in the reflection of the moonlight, the vertical long hair and the swaying behind the shoulders were even more wild and uninhibited, and the big air was also a "rustling" sound, which disappeared into the vast clouds in an instant.

The mountain wind is still whining, like a horn on the field, the clouds are like a veil like silk dimming the bright moon, and the majestic Black Mountain is eternal, still standing in the moonlight and among the mountains......

Plant the plane tree and attract the phoenix!

The Huangluan Mountain in the morning light is verdant, the sea of plane trees is lush, stretching for hundreds of miles, the waterfall on the top of the mountain flows straight down, the water gradually converges into a river meandering through, and the towering ancient plane tree towers into the clouds, like the pillar of optimus standing between heaven and earth.

A stream of brilliance and clouds appeared, such as colorful silk and floating in the air, gorgeous and beautiful, like a galaxy of miserable dreams, to the Huangluan Mountain in the clouds and mist separated a path, the gorgeous and colorful galaxy then merged into the Huangluan Mountain.

Huangluan Mountain has long been whitewashed with a new look, the five colored flags hang in the air and each lingers in the light, the five immortal gates of the world and today invite the people of the right way in the world, but it is a rare event.

Ji Qinglian is still an ordinary coarse cloth skirt, with only a silver hairpin on her hair bun, and she is accompanied by her mentor Gu Pan, and the people who enter and leave are all profound people, so although she does not squint and adheres to the majesty of her teacher, she looks at this Huangluan Mountain with her spare eyes.

It's her?

Why is he alone, why is Bao Wenzheng missing?

Ji Qinglian saw that the stunning woman who was beautiful and victorious was the Qingping Sword Immortal Lu Sanniang in person, and she was a little happy in her heart, but she couldn't find the familiar figure, so she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Senior Sister Lu, the catastrophe is about to start......"

Hengshan Immortal Sect Sect Sect Liu Qingfeng's face was a little solemn, seeing the rising stars of the Five Immortal Sect gathered today, but he didn't know how many people would be left in the coming day, and his heart couldn't help but be even more sad.

A year ago, a big battle between the old demon of Montenegro and Chun Thirty Niang affected the city of thousands of miles, and everywhere it passed was collapsed, and the five immortal gates poured out of the nest to protect the common people, but they were killed and injured.

Thinking about the past in front of the three days of Yang and this Huangluan Mountain, a Songxi fairy sword was transformed into a thousand cloths under the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", swaying wishfully and lightly, and the sword light waterfall poured thousands of miles into the cold.

After receiving the flying sword transmission from Qingcheng Xianmen yesterday, it can be said that one stone stirred up a thousand waves, just because one of the five immortals in the same column, Songxi Sword Zhou Yang, was actually the hand of the fallen and black mountain old demon.

"The demon is originally a beast with scales and armor, although he transforms into a human form, it is difficult to change the nature of drinking Mao Ru's blood!"

The master of Yuankong, who was wearing a robe, had a solemn face, stepped forward with a Panlong Zen staff in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Zhou used to advocate the unity of my five immortal gates, resist the demons and the mountain gate formation, and wait for the opportunity to revive the former glory of my five immortal gates, I don't want to be unpaid, but I am ...... to die."

These words were full of grief, and the feeling of sadness for the rabbit and the fox rose due to the fall of Wednesday Yang, even Liu Qingfeng of Hengshan Xianmen could not help but be a little shaken.

"Lu Zhangjiao, what do you think?"

Liu Qingfeng looked at Lu Sanniang, who was silent, and asked with a straight face, although it is true that it is the same list of five immortals, if it is a real fighting method, it will be difficult to enter the hall of elegance if you don't understand the magic power after all.

"Zuo is not to blame, and it is ...... if it is not abnormal" Lu Sanniang asked twice in Liu Qingfeng, and called from "Miss Lu" to "Lu Zhangjiao", naturally it can no longer be ignored, but the current situation is that there is no power to return to heaven, so he can only say: "Cultivate the Dao diligently, calm down and realize the supernatural powers, and leave it to him to purify the universe one day!"

Songshan Xianmen Yuankong Zen Master was happy in his heart, holding the Panlong Zen staff and taking a step forward, without speaking, he noticed a sensational sword intent roaring, and when he looked back, he was shocked in his heart.

At the same time, everyone on this Huangluan Mountain also agreed, and they all looked up at the sword light that came in an instant.

The purple robe and the wind fluttering, the crane-haired and childish old Taoist stepped on the fairy sword, standing with his own majesty, his deep eyes seemed to be as bright as the stars, looking down on the post-school on the Huangluan Mountain.

"Welcome to Patriarch Canglan!"

"Welcome to Patriarch Canglan!"

The many disciples of Qingcheng Xianmen shouted in unison, echoing in this Huangluan Mountain like a wave, so that the righteous person who was originally a low greeting couldn't help but calm down, looking at the Qinglan Zhenren who was slowly falling.

Among the five immortal sects today, if you talk about the highest seniority, it is none other than the Canglan Zhenren of Qingcheng Xianmen, and it is also the only survivor of the rest of his life after the catastrophe of the spring thirty niang and the old demon of Montenegro before Yijiazi.

"Uncle Canglan is polite......"

"Uncle Canglan is polite......"

Emei Xianmen Lu Sanniang, Hengshan Xianmen Liu Qingfeng, Hengshan Xianmen Huijing Shitai, and Songshan Xianmen Yuankong Zen Master all stepped forward to salute, and then each sat down safely on the sandalwood seat.

In the midst of this loud voice, Canglan Zhenren's face was solemn as if he was a suitable talent, and he gradually quieted down the moment he raised his palm.

"Today, thanks to all of you who are here, and gather together on Huangluan Mountain, I have a sense of five in Qingcheng Xianmen!"

After Canglan Zhenren gave the salute, he sat down on the sandalwood chair of the head, and then said: "Today, there can be Emei Xianmen Lu Zhangjiao, Songshan Xianmen Yuankong Zen Master, Hengshan Xianmen Huijing Master and Hengshan Xianmen Liuzhang Sect come together, Canglan is grateful!"

The sun is three poles, the golden sun is all over the lush plane trees on Huangluan Mountain, Canglan Zhenren is at the top is even more solemn, the words are sonorous and powerful and righteous and awe-inspiring, the tone is like a dragon roaring and the tiger roaring and this Huangluan Mountain echoes.

Lu Sanniang was calm and calm on the seat, listening to the clichés of Qingcheng Xianmen Canglan Zhenren, and bowed her head from time to time......

Wednesday Yang really died, can't he die?

If there were no words from Bao Wenzheng when he was leaving, Lu Sanniang might have met this long-lost Canglan real person, and believed that Songxi Sword Wednesday Yang really fell into the hands of the old demon of Montenegro.

Furthermore......

Baimang Mountain and Ten Thousand Demons came out together, holding 100,000 living beings hostage, Chen Bing Jiu Youjian and forcing the Yin Cao Difu to cast a rat taboo;

It's just that if you can open the ghost gate with the Midyear Festival, the old demon of Montenegro will be introduced into the Nine Secluded Streams together, and with the help of the power of the treasure "Book of Life and Death" of the Netherworld, wouldn't it be a complete battle!

However, how should this matter be planned?

Lu Sanniang was silent, and her heart couldn't help but rise with suspicion, is this really so simple?

If he was still there, he wouldn't have to think about it......