On the Kuiniu Bridge, Wang Jiao and Xie Shiji, who were wearing a huge black robe, were the first to arrive, the former wearing a green gourd wine pot around his waist and carrying a simple horned carp sword. The latter stands on the bridge, even if he hides his momentum, he has the potential of being a husband, to be precise, a woman is a man.

Followed by Chen Qingniu, who was in charge of the country with his waist on his waist, the hilt of the sword was tied with a golden spike, the scabbard was luxurious, and he walked in the big city, like a wealthy family with a solid family, going to take beauty and spring. Huang Donglai came late, and the voice of the great sage behind him was particularly exaggerated, strolling leisurely, and squatting on his shoulders was an extremely excited ferret washing his face.

Two land sword immortals, one first-rank martial artist.

Cautious as Chen Qingniu is inevitably complacent, feeling that it is difficult for him to die in Nanzhan Buzhou.

Hike down the mountain, out of the Lotus Peak, Wang Jiao Yujian with Xie Shiji, Huang Donglai with Chen Qingniu, one after the other flew away from Qing'e Mountain, on the way to meet some of the Guanyin fairies of the sword, see them are consciously far away, Guanyin four small Guanyin, there are two here, the martial arts sword embryo has, ordinary disciples and monks dare not know how to block the road, the snake has a snake road, the rat has a mouse road, in the big sects, whether it is the sword or Tengyun, there are exquisite, the rules are very strict, the position is high, the route is tortuous, can not be crossed, otherwise you will be punished, the punishment is small, and the predecessor immortal driver is fatal。

The voice of the great sage is in the front, and the horned carp is in the back.

When Chen Qingniu took the lead in proposing that no one echoed and no one objected, the four of them flew to Zhuque Liangzhou.

The farthest north-south longitudinal 30,000 li, the east-west transverse up to 28,000 li, fortunately, Qing'e Mountain is located at the junction of the Suzaku and the Northern Tang Dynasty, and it is not too far away from any state of the two dynasties. Edgeworth is the starting point, the swordsmith Edgeworth can't do it in one breath for a long time, you need to stop the sword halfway, and you need to rest on a long journey with ordinary people. The sword is on the next level, three thousand miles a day, six thousand miles a day for the first-class sword immortals of the Sword Sect, or even ten thousand miles a day, that is the real immortal Fuyao.

Qing'e Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, about 3,500 miles away from Liangzhou, but because of the existence of such a weak-level swordsmith as Chen Qingniu dragging oil bottles, and Huang Donglai has no intention of six thousand miles a day, Wang Jiao is silent, almost no different from a mute, rarely has a dispute with others, the four of them are a thousand miles a day turtle speed sword, wandering around. Usually looking at other people's swords from afar, it is not beneficial, but if Chen Qingniu stands behind Huang Donglai for life, it is infinitely beneficial, and many of the wonderful things that "Taishang Sword Mantra" cannot comprehend by themselves are accessible one by one.

1,000 feet above the ground.

The rivers and mountains, winding like snakes, can be seen at a glance.

Chen Qingniu was shocked by the magnificent scene under his eyes, his heart was relaxed, and he was so distracted that he almost fell from the voice of the Great Sage. Huang Donglai grabbed the bun, turned his head and said angrily: "Chen Qingniu, you have stood firm for this seat." ”

Huang Donglai is not a stunning woman, but her facial features are exquisite and flawless, especially her temperament is abnormal, her fairy style is full, the scholars and literati pay attention to poetry and calligraphy, and the monks are directly linked to the congenital physique and acquired cultivation, Huang Donglai was born in the royal descendants, the sword is magnificent, and it is natural that she is outstanding in Lotus Peak, no wonder Qinglian Su Ran will fall in love with her at first sight, Chen Qingniu secretly thought, love at first sight is easy to understand, and he is still obsessed after seeing more, which is Su Jianzi's toughness.

As soon as Chen Qingniu heard her scolding, he immediately condensed. The four of them, after careful calculation, are the first time to be in Qing'e Mountain, Chen Qingniu can only pray that Huang Donglai will not take the wrong way, don't Liangzhou has not arrived, they are all out of Nanzhan Buzhou, and when the time comes, they will wander over Dongsheng Shengzhou, Chen Qingniu can't find anyone if he wants to hug his head and cry.

A day and a half later, when I came to the territory of Vermilion Bird Lingzhou, a mountain peak as high as 3,000 zhang stretched in front of me, full of smoke, gloomy and gloomy, and it was by no means like a blessed land.

Huang Donglai ignored it, and rushed straight to Dongyin Mountain, and the sword flew straight to the main peak.

According to the general rules, she should have made a detour of two hundred miles with Wang Jiaofeijian, and the Great Gate Sect even needed to be thousands of miles away, for example, if a monk from the outside dared to enter the perimeter of Qing'e Mountain within a thousand miles, as long as he encountered it, he would be killed. One of the six true unifications of Xuandang Mountain, stipulates that all outsiders within three thousand miles need to dismount and unload their armor, except for Longhu Mountain and Tianlong Temple, one is the ancestral court of Taoism, and the other is the holy land of Buddhism.

Wang Jiao slowly spoke: "Dongyin Mountain, Lingzhou, the Prime Minister Sect is entrenched in it, and he has been doing evil for more than 400 years. Sect Master Yu Han is proficient in Danding art, and also cultivates the Buddhist Tantra "Yin Kui Sutra", collecting yin to supplement yang, which is extremely vicious. The cave on the top of the mountain stands a yin and yang furnace, regards the woman as a treasure, and picks it as bait. Hundreds of pairs of boys and women are often ordered to have sex - to take their red and initial essence, and practice Danyuan. There are two hundred disciples in the sect, rampant in the north of the Vermilion Bird, this Yu Han is not a climate, but the Prime Minister Sect Protector Xu Zuodao, is the righteous son of the first demon sect of the Vermilion Bird Xuanqi Sect Deputy Head of the Sect Xu Zheng, and the Eight Treasures Soul Banner is a little tricky. ”

Huang Donglai sneered, Edgeworth was faster.

Wang Jiao sighed lightly and did not stop him.

"Bold!"

A burst of cheers. Seven or eight figures flew up from the mountain, blocking in front of Chen Qingniu and the four of them, and they couldn't help but say that more than a dozen swords and halberds and guns shot at Huang Donglai, who bore the brunt of the attack. It's completely a posture of no matter who slaughters it, and the ruthlessness of the Prime Minister Sect can be seen.

The initiator Huang Donglai flashed behind Chen Qingniu, pushed him, in a hurry, Chen Qingniu pinched the sword trick, when the country flew out, stepped on the sword volley, hammer fairy fist a tornado blasted out, to just to fierce, the fist is mighty, the strong wind is like a tornado, most of the weapons are blown down, several fish that were caught in the net were also cut off by Xie Shiji on the spot, Xie Shiji's performance is particularly terrifying, her nine-foot body first lightly in the phoenix tail, fell at the hilt of the great sage's relic, and then catapulted into the air, breaking the immortal spear, those sharp weapons controlled by the prime minister sect were instantly shattered, and there was no room for recovery, she finally stopped on Chen Qingniu's fighting leader, the black robe fluttered, and the momentum was majestic。

Hard idea, prickly hand.

As soon as the disciples of the Prime Minister's Sect saw that the signs were wrong, they immediately restrained their arrogance and tyranny, as if they were facing a great enemy, and secretly opened the distance to three hundred paces, and one of the small leaders stepped on a jet-black *, and shouted inwardly: "Who is coming?"

Chen Qingniu just wanted to maneuver, but Huang Donglai had already taken the lead, and said in a strange manner: "Your aunt and grandmother! ”

The monk's face turned red, and he was about to have a seizure, only to hear a sharp howl, piercing the eardrum, the monk was relieved, and suddenly full of confidence, staring at Huang Donglai's good figure, and scolded: "Cheap woman, break into the Prime Minister's Sect, count you as the wrong fetus, and the uncle will eat you alive later, hey, the little girl's skin looks slippery-tender, the uncle's hands are rough and strong, and the crotch is a male gun, don't shout pain later." ”

Huang Donglai was furious, but he didn't bother to do anything, and shouted at Chen Qingniu, who was having a headache: "Sycophant, go on." ”

Like a gentleman who saw injustice on the road, he let go of the vicious dog in his hand and shouted "Wangcai, up".

Chen Qingniu was thinking about how to solve these seven or eight minions in a stick of incense.

A figure appeared in the air, and a young man in a purple suit asked with a smile: "Dare to ask where the fairy is, and which immortal mansion is from?"