The thousands of silver snakes tore through the sky, because of the "Qiankun borrowing method" and gathered in one place, the tyranny of the group of attacks that is comparable to the golden crow's brilliant divine might, and the electric light and flint between it is like snow, the silver snake gathers and leaks, like a ball and floods the square inch of space......

The young man looked back and smiled, even more indifferent, his eyes were still the tenderness of the time of farewell, but it was the heart of Chun Thirty Niang and Zuo Yuesu that was torn apart.

"Official!"

"Husband!"

The hysterical wail resounded in the sky from the sky, and he witnessed that Bao Wenzheng had endured the power of the Nine Days of Thunder Tribulation in order to protect his family, which made Chun Thirty Niang and Zuo Yuesu cry bitterly, and they regretted not being at the beginning.

Spring Thirty Niang still remembers the feeling of the moment when she and Bao Wen were in the pear orchard in the shower and unfolded their robes to protect themselves from the wind and rain......

I remember the friendship with Lanruo Temple who sacrificed his life to protect each other, and I still remember that after Bao Wenzheng learned about the old feud with the old demon of Montenegro, he went to Jiuyoujian to find help......

"Ah......h

The cuckoo cried blood, the charming woman looked up to the sky and roared, the sound spread and stirred the wind and clouds, and the demonic spirit was even more crazy, ignoring the power of the nine days of thunder and calamity.

Begonia wept, Zuo Yuesu stood in the air, staring blankly at the inch of space where Bao Wen was disappearing, blood and tears fell from his cheeks, white hair and shoulders swayed, and his amazing figure trembled even more, and his heart was even more empty after tears......

The dark clouds were as deep as midnight, only the light of the thousands of silver snakes was still not dimmed, and it was so calm for a moment, the hurricane and this moment seemed to stop, and the powder was scattered and almost stagnant in the air.

A sword light came in an instant, and the lonely woman who was beautiful and immortal stood in the air, and the fluttering robe showed the grace of her posture, and when the green silk and cheeks lingered, it was indescribably poignant and sad......

Lu Sanniang's beautiful eyes flowed, indifferently glancing at the thirty years of spring and Zuo Yuesu, no joy or sorrow, and even more indescribable dead silence, staring blankly at the place where the thunder tribulation gathered.

Half an hour later, the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation had gradually dispersed, and the dark clouds were swept away by the strong wind after they collapsed

Hundreds of miles away in the remote mountain village of Yangjiaao, the courtyard overgrown with artemisia grass is already decayed and dilapidated, the livestock chase each other and play, the cooking smoke curls up from the eaves, but there are women and children in coarse cloth skirts, and the lightning and thunder in the direction of the Qingqiu Mountain outside the door, it is even more palpitating but stop to watch, whispering from time to time......

A gust of demonic wind blew, and the light smoke rose from the overgrown courtyard, and the graceful woman had already revealed her figure, and the soft wattle gently flipped and had a white light lingering in the past.

In an instant, the poor and dilapidated courtyard has been renewed, the weeds in the courtyard are fresh and natural, and the fragrance of wild flowers is revealed, the thatched house seems to be renovated, and the dark yellow window paper with thousands of holes has long been replaced, which is completely different from Shicai.

Between Mei Jiangxue's sleeves caressing, a light smoke rose again, and the second elder of the silk silk was unconscious, staggering like a marionette, and went back to sleep on the bed......

"If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight......"

Mei Jiangxue frowned and stared at the direction of Qingqiu Mountain, there were all kinds of scenes in her beautiful eyes, her footsteps staggered and she just wanted to sit down, and when her face was pale, the two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, and the anger intensified......

"Spring Thirty Niang, Zuo Yuesu, I want you to die a good death......"

The forest of tone is cold and cold, and it has not been said to Mei Jiangxue for many years, that is, in the past, the thirty mothers of the spring helped the spring to ascend to the honor of the demon king of Baimang Mountain, and there was no determination and resentment at this moment......

The village husband and peasant woman of Yangjiaao also gradually noticed the abnormality of this courtyard, and came to check after being stunned, and after seeing the woman who stopped in a Luo skirt, her eyes were bright and beautiful, and she was shocked, and she did not wait for the gossip to ask for clues, and she saw that the woman's beautiful eyes were fierce, and there was a demonic wind blowing on her face when she raised her wrist......

After the wind and rain, the blue sky is like washing, a few wisps of floating clouds and the sky are changing with the wind, there are always sad songs in this bizarre world, there are always countless demons and monsters to open the wisdom, can not endure the penance in the mountains and cause disasters for the common people, there are also the rising stars in the five immortal gates, Edgeworth slashes demons and destroys demons, and blesses the peace of the world......

The young man who spanned the long river of time left mixed gossip for this world, or cursed for many years, cursing and cursing the viciousness of the poisonous creatures in the nine secluded stream......s;

Time flies, time shuttles, Baimang Mountain still stands tall with the extreme south, but the thousand-year-old spider spirit spring thirty Niang retreat, under the command of ten thousand demons out of Baimang Mountain thousands of miles away, as long as you don't provoke, there is no way to poison the living beings.

The charming woman in red has disappeared for many years......

The land of the extreme north is still a ghost in the Yang world, the flower of resentment is watered by the water of the Yellow Spring all the year round, and the ferocity is increasing day by day.

The strange woman with three feet of white hair, the Nine Shadows Niangniang who drove thousands of powerful ghosts with the "Nine Shadows White Bone Fire", did not know where to go......

However, there is a rising star of Qingcheng Xianmen, when passing through the extreme west of the Black Mountain, I saw that there was a monstrous flame wrapped in a trance, and the flame was crystal soft and exuded infinite cold, as if there was a hatred of "Jingwei reclamation", which had not been extinguished for decades......

In the midst of the flames, there were even more white bones that were fickle, sometimes a stunning woman standing in the air with a silver spear, sometimes a gust of wind to help the fire, and sometimes Mochizuki murmuring, as if crying and whimpering......

Demons hide, ghosts do not come out, in this world, the five immortal gates take advantage of the situation to rise, and the amazing and brilliant people are like carp crossing the river are not uncommon, and there is a tendency to cleanse this bright and clear for a while.

The snow-covered Emei Immortal Gate, but it is a door can be a bird, few people are involved in it, the mountain protection array has not been removed for a day, the five immortal gates that used to be the same as the branches seem to fall apart, it is the time of the grand event, and no one has ever seen the lonely woman, the brilliance of the Qingping Fairy Sword when it swayed.

The power of "Nanming from the fire" seems to have become a swan song......

A hundred years later, a woman in a plain white filial piety dress walked out of the Yang family pass, her face was like a frost all year round, and after kowtowing to Yingying before the new grave, her eyes were red like crazy, looking up to the sky and howling like a wave, and the demonic spirit was even more soaring to the sky, and the Yang family pass turned into powder between the sleeves......

Rising against the wind, and the blue sky and white sun went straight into the green darkness, and went straight towards the snow-covered Emei Immortal Gate.

"Spring Thirty Niang, Zuo Yuesu, I let you die a good death......"

The cold of the tone is like a thousand years of ice, and it is shaken and dissipated in the wind......