The wind was roaring, the thunder and lightning were struggling, and above the gray sky, a red-haired man with a long sword in his hand roared and slashed at the thousand-foot dragon that destroyed the world......

The hand rose and fell, there was no gorgeous movement, and there was no stunning golden light, but with that slight wave, the sky was split, and the earth began to tremble, and the wind and grass were full of devastation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The shock in Liu Chen's heart has long been indescribable in words, imagining the power of the extraordinary master, just like the street corner of the town again, the passing years that stop time, and the afternoon of Bauhinia Mountain, in a trance, one dream and three lives, but whether it is as powerful as the Holy Maiden of Bliss, or as ethereal as the Lord of the Tianji Pavilion, Wu Yan, the tyrant at this moment, is the best interpretation of the most powerful power of human beings in his heart!

"Wu Yan...... You're blaspheming!"

Feeling the incomparable destruction entrained in the sword light, the dragon began to feel fear, and hid its body behind the dark clouds, it stared at Wu Yan with eyes the size of a small mountain, and roared: "I am a saint, you can't be so presumptuous!"

"Blasphemy? presumptuous?" Wu Yan's huge figure was still laughing, laughing hysterically, laughing like crazy, when he looked at the dragon again, a trace of deep disdain flashed in the eyes of the human sword, "The Holy Venerable of our clan has taught me and other descendants that no matter when, where, no matter who, we will never lose the courage to draw our swords to face the battle, nothing to blasphemy, nothing to be presumptuous, this is pride, you don't understand!"

When the dark clouds dispersed, a colorful barrier appeared in front of the dragon, which could withstand the power of the sword light, but the dragon hiding behind it had already panicked.

"Brother Bai, what does Lao Wu want to do?"

On the periphery of the battle circle, between the stormy grassland, there is a beautiful woman with green silk like ink, a red skirt fluttering, the wind blows across her cheeks, between the eyebrows of the snow and frost, the blooming fire lotus is constantly swaying with a stunning golden light, reflecting her appearance, like a dream, graceful and graceful.

In front of her, there was a tall and cold man, the man was dressed in a green shirt, his eyes fell on the sky with a shaky look, and he heard the whispers of the beautiful woman, the man grinned and smiled slightly: "That's Yi'er's sword, Lao Wu is with him!"

"It's because he and Yi'er are together, such a full-fire fight, in case of a wave of Yi'er, how can it be good!" The beautiful woman frowned lightly, and the frost on her face suddenly rose, as if she was very dissatisfied with the man's breeze, listening to the man's laughter, she couldn't help but raise her voice and said softly: "Besides, at this time, what is he still provoking Hao Wuji? Could it be that this old thing doesn't want Yi'er to get the inheritance of others?

After a moment of silence, the man in the green shirt slowly turned around and stared at the face of the beautiful woman in red, and the two looked at each other for a long time before the man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I said that your long hair and short knowledge have passed for so many years, why can't you change it?"

"Liu Bai, what are you talking about!" The beautiful woman in red was very angry, her little eyes were eager to eat the man in green shirts alive, "You dare to call me a fool?"

When Ling Ran was surrounded by murderous intent, Liu Bai put away his smile and frowned lightly: "Bliss, what kind of attitude do you have!"

After a long time, seeing that the beautiful woman in red finally reined in her killing intent unwillingly, and slowly lowered her head, Liu Bai smiled bitterly and explained: "Don't you want to be excited, if you want to talk about this infinite inheritance, do you think Lao Wu will dare not hand it over if he beats it?" Wrong, the so-called saint inheritance has never been the heart of the saint in people's legends, what we need to do is to send Yi'er to the remains of Hao Infinity, so that he can realize and fuse, and be able to shape his own Dao heart, after all, with the remains of the saint as a reference, that kind of Dao heart is clean and pure......"

"What do you mean?" The beautiful woman raised her head, looked at Liu Bai with a puzzled face, and said, "The Demon Saint Inheritance is its remains?"

"That's right!" Liu Bai nodded and chuckled: "The heart of the saint is just a rumor, if you think about it carefully, such a legend is all loopholes, people have always forgotten one thing, whether there is a heart first, or a saint first, hehe......"

The beautiful woman in red fell into deep thought, and Liu Bai still said unhurriedly: "If there is a saint first, then there is a sacred heart! If I succeed in entering the sainthood, then my heart is naturally the heart of a saint, and vice versa, it is just a mortal heart, so ah, the heart of a saint is just a deception, whether or not I can transcend the saint is the foundation of cultivation!"

Ignoring the beautiful woman in red, as soon as Liu Bai fell, he turned around again, and the battle in the sky was the biggest attraction to him.

At the same time, on the other side of Wu Yan and Hao's infinite battle range, a team of Xuan clan masters followed behind Beigong Xu, quietly paused, and looked at the two great powers in the sky who were in full battle.

"Your Majesty!" The second elder of the Xuan clan stiffened his back, slowly paced to Beigong Xu's side, lowered his voice and asked with a smile: "That old madman is holding the sword of King Canglan, he should be with King Canglan!"

Beigong Xu nodded undeniably, and said without the slightest movement of his gaze: "You have done a good job in the things arranged this time, and the reward given by the Supreme Council will be delivered to you in the near future!"

"Hehe!" The dry and hoarse voice did not make Beigong Xu frown, and after the second elder chuckled, he bowed down and said: "It is the honor of my Xuan clan to serve Your Majesty, and please rest assured that when the matter of the Demon Domain is over, in less than a year, Canglan County will be the strongest fortress in the entire Great Xia!"

"Remember!" Beigong Xu nodded his head, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "What is his, he is me, when you arrive in Canglan County, when you face him, you have to be the same as now, if you do things well, how much reward he gives you, I will add an additional one, and also, keep an eye on Concubine De, the overall situation of Canglan County must be in my hands!"

"Hmm!" The second elder sneered, and when he raised his head, the Xuanwen spell on the mottled old face suddenly refracted a strange glow against the background of the sun, and her description was full of coldness, "If Concubine De is bad, do we want it?"

"Hmph!" Beigong Xu finally retracted his gaze, staring at the ravine-horizontal face of the second elder with a bright face, for a long time, the strange silence almost made the second elder smile and sweat profusely, Beigong Xu still chuckled and didn't have any words.

"Hehe, Weichen lost his words, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me, please rest assured, when you arrive in Canglan County, the Xuan clan will give Concubine De the respect she deserves, hehe...... It's all strange that Weichen is confused, that Concubine De is just a mortal woman, how can she pose a threat to the great northern snow...... Hehe, Your Majesty, it's just to spare her a dog's life!"

"Very good, the second elder is really very intelligent!" Beigong Xu smiled, and in an instant, the country and the city were overwhelmed, and in front of her, the Xuan Clan's Tianjiao powerhouses stood with their hands down, describing themselves as extremely pious.

"Look, if it weren't for the fact that this ghost place can't fly, I would have to come forward to see it myself, Wu Yan, the tyrant sword, is really a hero in the world, Hao Wuyin is also stupid, so he can't die to provoke this madman, now it's okay, the wisp of soul that has been accumulated with great difficulty will have to hula die under the knife of the old madman!"

"Your Majesty is still thoroughly analyzed, hehe......" (To be continued.) )