Chapter 139: The meeting clears the screen

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Originally, I only thought that she was born with a fire spirit body, which was suitable for Dan Dao's providence, and the fire spirit body was rare and rare, and it didn't reach the point where it had to be. This is not as simple as casually sighing at will.

This in your own hands, a little bit of on-demand, future achievements, limitless...... As for her demon body?

Zhenming thought about it for a while, gave Su Nannan a pill, and instructed Haosheng to accept it, if it really happened to be fateful, he could save his life, prolong his life and gather his soul, so that his soul would not be scattered.

It's just that I didn't mention it, this reincarnation pill, the two main medicines of Jiuli Soul Rejuvenation Grass and Yin Yang Flower, are difficult to find in the world. For thousands of years, Guanzhong has only occasionally made up, and it has only become a few by relying on the master's skillful hand. The world doesn't know about this pill at all.

This is the benefit of the Thousand Pure Views, the Dan Dao Holy Land, naturally there will be places beyond the reach of the dust.

It's really annoying that such a genius was actually met by himself. I really think about how to decide. I asked Nannan, have you mentioned or compared the matter of alchemy to others, and confirmed that it has not, so I am inexplicably relieved.

Then come with me, look at Nannan, I can't make a clear judgment in my heart, so I simply don't mention it for the time being. Zhenming let Nan Nan take the Qi Pill he had refined, and followed him.

I was entangled in this matter and hesitated, but I didn't tell the difference of the girl in the view. As for why, I don't know why, maybe it's because there have been too many disturbances recently? I just look at this girl from time to time, and my heart moves again and again.

Su Nannan accepted the pill, looking at the mysterious appearance of the patriarch, she also knew that it would be difficult to bring herself, so she didn't dare to make a noise, and hid in the team, just silent.

The group marched towards the six mountains.

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In the two thousand miles of Qingping Mountain, there is no clean dust in the past.

The demon cultivators who have gathered since they have come are now more than 10,000 people, and most of them are gathered at the east and west ends of Qingping. On both sides, one side is naturally close to Mengshan, and the other end is the only way for Chiyan Yaohua Palace to enter the mountain.

The figures are stacked, and the more silent this atmosphere is, the more irritable it is. On weekdays, I don't know how many inexplicable battles will start, but this time, it is a rare rest.

There is no way to fight, and even those who have some grudges on weekdays gather silently, look at each other from a distance, and ignore each other.

Such a scene is a giant beast that makes people still look dormant, a heart, as if it is being held tightly, and its heart is full of stones.

The gathered human race scattered at first, scattered everywhere, and it was just a gathering of three or five. As the demon cultivators at both ends became more and more numerous, and there was the deliberate arrangement of the six mountains, whether they knew it or not, or if they had any dislikes, they were also thrown out of the clouds. Salty converged in the center and landed near the six mountains.

Thousands of people, gradually gathered, looked at the demon cultivators outside, and then looked at the six mountains, a busy, but high-spirited, this spontaneously formed a fusion trend, outside the six mountains, converged into a torrent like a knife and an axe.

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Jianyuan, Jianzheng and Lin Xingyuan gathered in the Mingji Palace, and the atmosphere was dull. The rest of the elders are now very busy, where can they still come here from time to time.

Jian Yuan stood in front of the hall, just frowning.

This Kuang Xiong is really not a simple character. Putting aside the temptation at first, he actually sent people to Lianyun Mountain in the southwest to make trouble. That Yaohua Palace, thousands of miles away, has not seen any movement before, but now it ...... Alas.

There is a calculating, and there is the introduction of this ancient array, coupled with the rumors fanning the flames, this thunder and thunder hanging on the top, there is only a little final teasing.

Raising his eyes and looking at it, among the demon cultivators at both ends, who knows how many people from the demon cultivator sect will be, and how many are Mengshan and Yaohua Palace lurking in the dark. When will this last point be flashed? After such suffering, everyone is not exhausted.

A wisp of mountain wind blew, blowing up the robe and swaying slightly. His beard fluttered up, as if his heart was in turmoil.

It was actually rumored that the surname Yan of Yaohua Palace also intervened in the murder, and this news came from the Hidden Cloud Sect in Chenzhou, but it was undoubted. That Yan Shu, I don't usually see any statement, I heard that I have been trying to return to the void and realize the tribulation, what does this action mean?

Unable to resist the general trend, this Mingli jumped out and joined forces with Mengshan to do such a thing of strangling a worldly family that has nothing to do with it, but the meaning is completely different.

However, the word came from the south, and it said that Yan Shu was in retreat...... It's really hard to figure it out.

After a long time, he looked up and looked around. The figures of the people in the air are walking back and forth, and they can't help but sigh lightly, just come when they should come. The drums are in full swing, and it is conceivable that the lives are devastated...... Master, is this the situation you ever expected? What will the Great Tribulation of the Cultivation Realm bring?

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In the past few days, Lin Yu has not returned to the mountain. Xiang Guan came to visit, and he didn't know how to say and persuade him.

Traveling abroad, coinciding with the chaos in the world, I haven't seen my little brother return to the mountain, and a few familiar brothers here are worried. Unexpectedly, there was news that the Lin family in Chenzhou had been attacked and the patriarch's life had fallen! Then, isn't it the little senior brother's secular family! The patriarch, I'm afraid it is not Lin Yu's father.

As soon as the news came, Xiang Guan couldn't believe it, and confirmed it again, it turned out to be the news from the Hidden Cloud Sect that was attacked at the same time, and couldn't help but be silent, then there would be a fake? Alas, little junior brother......

When I returned to the mountain, I closed the door and didn't go out, only to see the maple tree with a thick bowl mouth in the courtyard being cut off by Qi Qi. The branches of the upper section, long and short, are split in all directions.

The door was closed, and there was no movement at all, and it took five days before he left the courtyard. There is no mention of Chenzhou.

No one knew that the raid was staggered after Lin Yu said goodbye to his father. This is not mentioned in the rumors. Only Lin Yu himself silently replayed another scene in the mountains in his heart.

On Lin Yu's face, there was no wave, and it was as calm as water. Discharged from the hospital, turned around, slashed down with a sword, and never looked back!

After the decisive figure, the wooden house collapsed.

Since that day, Lin Yu has not returned again. Hide in the mountains and go back and forth busy.

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Li Feibai only realized at this time that he was going to a different world!

I complained that two more Zhuji came, shuttling back and forth all day long, probing the news. That's what happened!

Together with Ren Bo, he also went out a few times, and the pure place where he had not seen a figure for a long time was indeed a figure of cultivators everywhere.

Turning around, an irrepressible crisis inexplicably rose in my heart, and I couldn't help but raise my left hand to look at the strings on my wrist. After getting this thing, I haven't communicated and practiced it properly, and I don't want to make a kagura, but the fire burns my eyebrows.

Concentrate on it, slowly put his consciousness into the strings, and suddenly, a thick and solemn reflection came into his mind. (To be continued.) )