Among the grottoes at the bottom of the lake. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The oil flows slowly along the tunnel that extends in all directions, and the trajectory is mysterious and mysterious.

And with the surging flow of the oil oil, wisps of purple gas quietly melted into the oil without a trace.

The phantom of the old demon of Qingdai descended from the sky on the ice bed, waving his sleeves and shooting out a piece of blue light, slowly blending into the purple qi. Then he looked at the snow-clothed woman on the ice bed, and smiled somewhere in the grotto: "My lord can get the inheritance of the ancient greedy wolf divine court, and there is really a great opportunity to be around." These thousand illusions are separated from the soul body, and you should know a thing or two with your knowledge. ”

"Sure enough, as expected by this palace, the only one who can call the Lord of the Palace a slave is the Ancient Greedy Wolf Divine Court. However, now that the vicissitudes of life are no longer the era of the Divine Court. Isn't the old man afraid that this palace will leak this matter?"

The cold sound of a drum sounded in the empty corner.

The iron cable on the other side of the ice bed shook slightly, and Bixia Yuanjun Baguio slowly revealed his figure, and his petite toes were like dragonflies dotting water, dotting on the iron cable. looked at the woman in snow on the ice bed with a complicated expression.

At this time, seeing this peerless but cold woman again, the old demon of Qingdai was indifferent and restrained.

Between the sleeves of the robe, his hands poked out of the sleeves and closed tightly in front of his chest, his ten fingers interlocked, his fingertips tilted to the sky, and then he knelt on one knee.

Baguio trembled, and his watery eyes suddenly flashed a little confused.

"Since the fall of the Langya Torture Palace, how long has it been since I saw this ancient sword ceremony-"

His lips and teeth moved slightly, and a murmur was like a clear spring in a deep valley.

Immediately, the sense of loss flooded in her heart.

The mantis looked at the phantom of the old demon of Qingdai, seeing this unfathomable old man making such a big gift, Baguio wanted to fly away from it, but felt that there seemed to be a huge force around her body, and she couldn't move at all.

And the aura carried by this tremendous power, even if her cultivation is extremely high, second only to the Holy Spirit, she is still terrified.

This level of power is so high that it is rare in her life, and it is definitely not something that the old man in front of her who has accumulated serious injuries for many years can exert it!

A wry smile, mixed with a faint shyness, spread across his icy and jade-bony face.

The snow-like hand was gently raised, and he couldn't help but caress his neck on the pendant called "Yejiao", the voice was still clear and cold, but it implied a different kind of feelings.

"It's the palace that has lost its word, that person's position is honored, and it is an ancient contract conceived in the boundless heavenly dao-"

The stunned color was even stronger, and the Baguio lotus step moved lightly to the side of the ice bed.

The complicated look in his eyes became cold after calmly receiving the ancient sword salute of the old demon of Qingdai: "Since it is difficult to abandon each other in this life, this palace will never allow this woman with bloody hands to step into the Greedy Wolf Divine Court for half a step!"

On the other side of the ice bed, the blue light circulating in the hands of the old demon became more and more viscous.

Until now, the purple qi in the fire oil has been completely crushed by the blue light, and the large array of mysteries and mysteries that slowly gathered under the ice bed has already been flickering with blue light, and it is foggy.

The green light in his hand flowed endlessly, and the old demon of Qingdai slowly straightened up, and his brows couldn't help frowning, "But if you can hone in this innate illusion realm of a thousand illusions and soul bodies for three years, the prototype of the star lord's innate sword intent will definitely be gathered, and the opportunity to rise can be more than thirty percent!"

"But what about after these three years?"

A resolute look appeared in his eyes, and Baguio smiled coldly: "After three years, everything that person has experienced will be transferred and copied in this woman's brain, and from now on, there will be a soul and the same person." If she is the woman who is most concerned about that person in his heart, called Han Luchen, it would be fine, but this woman was born in the Demon Dao, born with eyebrow bones and bloody hands, this palace will never agree!"

At this time, the old demon couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

Heart: I didn't expect this cold but affectionate woman to have such a decision.

Immediately smiled bitterly: "Then I will seal her and exile her in the greedy wolf star seal, okay? But the fairy is so sure, can my lord safely resist the innate illusion of a thousand illusions and soul bodies? You must know that this woman on the ice bed can only perform it once in her life, and the star lord is trapped in this illusion, and she is really alone and helpless to fight against the female divine thoughts of the sixth realm of Jindan, and the slightest mistake will be the end of her body and soul!"

As he spoke, a large burst of spontaneous combustion under the ice bed suddenly erupted.

Fireworks of verdant greenery spread along the ice bed and rapidly towards the tunnels under the lake.

The purple light revived, and was about to take advantage of the fire to envelop the ice bed, the old demon of Qingdai smiled coldly, and the magic in his hand was connected, and the blue light hidden in the fire oil suddenly surged.

On the side of the ice bed, Baguio turned a blind eye to the changes in the grotto at the bottom of the lake, and a few crimson roses on her soft cheeks.

The low voice drizzled and said insincerely: "With the body of Bengong Yuanyin, how can you lose to the divine thoughts of the Jindan Realm... ”

Forcibly pressed down the complex and indescribable shyness in his chest, Baguio's fragrant tongue spit out from his apricot lips, and then a roar like a dragon and not a dragon suddenly rose, and a circle of milky white mana hit the back of the old demon of Qingdai.

Qingguang is like a divine help, and it will skyrocket several times in a moment.

In the next moment, the ice bed in the grotto at the bottom of the lake, along with the snow-clothed woman on it, as well as the Qingsong Zhenren, the Young Daoist and the Yun Wubei people, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

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It's just that in this short flick of the fingers, neither the old demon of Qingdai nor Bixia Yuanjun noticed that the snow-clothed woman on the ice bed had her eyebrows slightly fluttering at this moment, and her charming eyes opened silently!

On the northern plateau, the cold wind howled, and hundreds of thousands of elite horsemen came like a tide, and the sound was earth-shattering.

Before the torrent of war horses that could not be seen at a glance, Yun Wubei's expression was depressed and he sat on the ground. Starry eyes were confused and lifeless, and their lips, cracked by thirst, trembled incessantly, and they murmured frantically.

"Why don't you judge yourself to thank this heroic spirit—"

"Why don't you judge yourself to thank this heroic spirit—"

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In the murmur, dark waves rose between heaven and earth.

This side of the world seems to have been divided into two by an unknown mighty force - one side is the Shura field of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the other side is a thousand miles of lonely graves and old trees and crows.

Yun Wubei raised his left arm in a daze, and the force on his palm, after a long time of brewing, was like a substance, stirring and shaking the surrounding space barriers.

"Self-judgment to thank the heavenly heroes... ”

Another murmur.

The ink-colored light in Yun Wubei's palm flowed, and the almost substantial force slowly pressed towards his forehead and eyebrows. In the lifeless eyes, the gaze full of concern went up, and fell on the relatives and elders in the air, who only had a trace of phantom.

A cloudy sky

Yun Lie Wu smiled and waved the half-cut Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, and his bloody eyes flashed fiercely;

Yun Haocheng looked disgusted, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a lot of coldness that could not be dissolved;

Yun Wuji, no disease, no blame, no wind and ruthless, but the five brothers stared at Yun Wubei with great resentment, and they couldn't stop roaring "kill-", "kill-" in their empty mouths.

The mood is sinking more and more, and the power in his palm is closer to the center of his eyebrows.

Yun Wubei twisted his neck stiffly and looked up at the sky. Seeing among the many phantoms with only the head left, Yun Wutian quietly hid in it, staring at his own house with vicious eyes, and roaring inarticulately.

"The poisonous sores and scum of the Jingbian Hou Mansion, if you commit the following crimes and slaughter your relatives, you will eventually be like us and will not die well!

"Your lineage is dead, your relatives and friends are dead, even if it is the remnants of the Han clan and your sister Lu Chen, they will abandon you and turn into the arms of others!"

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A hoarse roar came from Jiuxiao, Yun Wubei's Adam's apple rolled up and down for a while, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, but the color was no longer crimson, but turned black, and the stirring in his heart was like a knife.

I don't know when, in the deepest part of his heart, the accumulated anger that has been hidden in his body suddenly exploded.

The palm pressed towards the center of the eyebrows suddenly stopped, and the power in the palm suddenly stretched and extended, condensing into an ink-colored giant sword that was three feet long, and the lifeless eyes also turned blood-red at the same time!

"Ahh

"Ahh

With a long roar like a mad demon, Yun Wubei staggered up from the ground, inserted the giant sword under the ground, and leaned over with a low muffled laugh.

As the strange and gloomy laughter grew louder and louder, after a long time, Yun Wubei suddenly raised his head, his fierce and bloodthirsty eyes widened angrily, and he roared madly in the sky.

"Frost, snow, wind and cold, in the middle of the night, when did the investigation break through the life and death barrier... Kill, kill, kill!-"

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