Liu Qiushui glanced at the boundless scenery a few times, and then bowed respectfully to the red sun hanging in the sky and said, "Qiushui greets the Heavenly Monarch." ”

The rolling red sun instantly turned into a figure wearing a fiery red robe, this figure had a face like jade, and the whole person stood between heaven and earth, with a terrifying demeanor.

For Yan Shenzhou, Liu Qiushui can be said to be extremely familiar, but at this time, looking at Yan Shenzhou, who is high up and like a god king, he still can't help but have a trace of reverence in his heart.

This kind of reverence is a kind of reverence from the heart, a kind of reverence for the strong, and a kind of reverence that is pleasing and convinced.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be polite, why should our brothers be so polite, speaking of which, I still like to hear you call me senior brother. ”

As Yan Shenzhou spoke, he waved lightly, and Liu Qiushui felt that his body was held up by an invisible force.

As the ancestor of the Yuanying, Liu Qiushui's control of his body can be said to have reached the point of reaching the peak.

But now, with Yan Shenzhou's gentle wave of his hand, he felt that he could not resist this force.

The gap between himself and his senior brother has become bigger and bigger, and this feeling, since Liu Qiushui's heart is very uncomfortable, but it also makes him a little excited.

Putting this unhappy feeling behind his head, Liu Qiushui said in a deep voice: "The so-called etiquette cannot be abolished, now that the senior brother reigns in the world, the more the junior brother is close to you, the more you can't spoil the etiquette of the senior brother." ”

Yan Shenzhou smiled and said: "If you are not convinced, kill it, Qiushui, why do you care what those ants think." ”

Speaking of which.

Yan Shenzhou waved his hand and said, "You came here to see me, but what's the matter?"

"The younger brother came to see the senior brother this time because he had something to discuss with the senior brother. ”

While Liu Qiushui was talking, he saw a reddish coiled dragon brocade dun appear in front of him, and Yan Shenzhou stood in the air.

At this moment, he sat on a huge Nine Dragons Panyun Throne.

Liu Qiushui looked at Yan Shenzhou's faint smile, hesitated for a moment, or sat down on the dragon brocade pier, and then continued to clasp his fists and said, "Senior brother, I don't know if you still remember Fang Ling?"

"Why don't you remember? Isn't it junior brother, you found the traces of that evil obstacle, if so. Even if Brother Zong Zhou stops attacking Zong Zhou now, he will kill that fight between heaven and earth. ”

Yan Shenzhou's bland face flashed a trace of anger, and with this surging anger, the originally calm void.

In an instant, a thousand feet of flame rose.

The king was furious, and the corpse was thousands of miles away.

As the Heavenly Monarch, Yan Shenzhou, in this small space that was refined by him, when anger rises, it can make heaven and earth change color.

Liu Qiushui didn't have the root of hatred for Fang Ling, but he didn't agree with Yan Shenzhou's attitude.

Although Fang Ling was hateful, he had not yet reached the point where he let his senior brother leave a big thing to chase and kill.

What's more, the mysterious existence beside Fang Ling made him really scruples.

Although that person hadn't shown up with Fang Ling for more than twenty years, he might have a sneer at some point.

He also thought of this, so he hurriedly came to look for Yan Shenzhou, after all, this is a character who can change the overall situation of heaven and earth.

"Senior brother, this Fang Ling's trace. I didn't find out, but I wasn't worried about Fang Ling. It's that sneer!"

When Liu Qiushui said this, he groaned for a while and said, "Although Senior Brother, your mana is all over the sky. But that scorn is extremely mysterious, if he joins forces with Mr. Zhiyi, maybe you will suffer at the hands of these two people, senior brother. ”

"Although our heaven-shaking army is as powerful as the sky, the key to victory or defeat is tied to you, senior brother. ”

"If Senior Brother suffers a loss at the hands of these two people, then there will be big variables in our battle to pacify Zongzhou this time, so Senior Brother I think, although there is no whereabouts of that scorn, we have to guard against it. ”

Yan Shenzhou's expression was already able to recover to normal at this time, and he smiled and said: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry about this, if that scorn doesn't appear, it will naturally be his luck, if he appears, hehe, someone will naturally deal with him." ”

Speaking of this, Yan Shenzhou said in a cold voice: "Tell me to go down and let people find the traces of Fang Xiaothief, I must kill him with my own hands!"

Fang Ling stood on a thousand-zhang high mountain a hundred miles away from Zong Zhou, looking down at Zong Zhou who was like an earthy yellow monster entrenched on the earth.

The capital city in Zong Zhou is like a huge monster, crawling on the endless land.

With Fang Ling's gaze, he could see that in the sky above Zong Zhou, the endless earth aura was surging wildly, and the battle intent that soared to the sky was even more soaring into the sky.

Although he didn't have a good impression of most of Zong Zhou's people, Fang Ling still had to admit that Zong Zhou at this time did have an infinite fighting intent to fight the heavens and the earth.

The current Zong Zhou and the Zong Zhou more than twenty years ago, in Fang Ling's feelings, were different.

In Zong Zhou more than 20 years ago, although the earth-based aura was not much weaker than the current earth-based aura, the earth-based aura at that time showed a posture of fighting separately, but the current earth-based aura gathered together.

Although they are the same kind of power between looseness and convergence, the power that can be exerted is different.

Could it be that this is the unity of Mr. Zhiyi's human array!

"Woooooo

The rough horn, from far and near, came from afar, and the sound of this horn had no effect on mortals, but when it was heard in the ears of the monk, there was a sense of killing by a golden iron horse.

This kind of means was naturally nothing to Fang Ling, but Xin Xiaoyu, who had just cultivated beside him, felt a burst of boredom in his heart.

However, she didn't say anything to Fang Ling, but silently operated the trick that Fang Ling taught her, silently resisting the attack of this horn.

Fang Ling noticed Xin Xiaoyu's movements, but he didn't give his disciple any guidance.

The sound of this horn was just to suppress the monk's mind, although Xin Xiaoyu had just cultivated, his mind was far stronger than that of ordinary monks.

The sound of the trumpet, although a little painful for her, was more of a grind.

The reason why Fang Ling brought Xin Xiaoyu this time, instead of letting him and his parents stay in Jinsha City, was to hone his disciples.

With the sound of this horn, the first thing that appeared in front of Fang Ling was the red cloud in the sky.

Endless red clouds came from afar, and countless red flags looked like red flames.

One after another, the magic boats dyed crimson by mana converged towards Fang Ling's position from all directions.

On the Dharma Boat, there were monks wearing fiery red robes standing in the air.

As these magic boats galloped, Fang Ling felt that the rolling fire elements were converging from all directions of heaven and earth.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the Heaven Shaking Gate, at this moment, Fang Ling's eyes still gave birth to a hint of admiration.

Not to mention anything else, just this momentum has already expressed the meaning of revolution.

It should be Liu Qiushui who arranged it like this for Shaking Heaven Gate, and when he was with Scorn at that time, he should have really killed him.

"Knock knock!"

The rumbling drum sounded from the land of Zong Zhou, and the sound of the drum was like spring thunder, and for a time it suppressed the sound of the horn by nine points.

Xin Xiaoyu, who was urging his only mana to resist the horn, felt that his body felt unspeakably uncomfortable as the drum sounded.

She had an urge to look up to the sky and scream, although she knew in her heart that this impulse was unacceptable, but her heart still couldn't help but rise this impulse.

Suppress, you must suppress it, otherwise the master should be unhappy, Xin Xiaoyu thought of the grace that the master gave him, and couldn't help but clench his teeth and try to calm himself.

At the beginning of the drum, Xin Xiaoyu could still hold on, but as the second drum sounded, Xin Xiaoyu felt a fishy breath rise from his stomach.

She endured and wanted to suppress this fishy breath, but at this moment, the blood all over her body urged this fishy breath to make her vomit.

Persistence, but also persistence, I can't let my master down...... Just when Xin Xiaoyu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, he felt that behind his back, a warm big hand slowly fell on his back.

With the fall of this hand, Xin Xiaoyu not only felt refreshed, but the blood returned to his body, as if nothing had happened.

"The drum that sounded just now is called Jianglong, and it is the drum of the conquest of Ji Xuantu, the first person in Zongzhou that year, in this drum, the time you can hold on to a drum is already remarkable!"

As Fang Ling spoke, he patted Xin Xiaoyu's forehead and said, "My disciple is my disciple." ”

For the master's praise, Xin Xiaoyu's face instantly bloomed with a smile.

She was afraid that she would not do well and let her master down.

"Since I can become your disciple, I am the strongest now and in the future!"

Xin Xiaoyu's voice was not high, but that kind of confidence was full of her eyebrows and in her bones.

Fang Ling smiled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the horns and drums in the void pause at the same time, and a huge red magic boat slowly drove from the endless group of magic boats.

On this huge hair boat, there stood a man wearing a red Taoist robe and a red Taoist crown, he looked down at the huge Zong Zhou City, and said with a hint of pride in his words: "The willow autumn water of the Heaven-Shaking Gate is here, Mr. Zong Zhou Zhiyi, please come out and speak." ”

For Shaking Tianmen, Liu Qiushui's position is not low, but with Liu Qiushui's status, wanting to talk directly to Mr. Zhiyi is actually belittling Zong Zhou.

After all, Mr. Zhiyi is the highest Cunzi in Zong Zhou, and the absolute leader of the Heaven-Shaking Gate is Yan Shenzhou.

This kind of asymmetry is naturally not Liu Qiushui's faux pas, he actually has only one purpose in doing this, and that is to lower Zong Zhou.

Lower the momentum of Zong Zhou and lower the morale of Zong Zhou's monks!

(To be continued) ps: The first chapter is here,