[Total of secondary free time: 390 hours
countdown: 23:33:41]
Since the end of the Wenjing year to the fourteen years of Fuling, all free time, only the last less than one day.
In the cool mountain range, two land immortals stand on top of the peak, facing each other.
Zhu Jiuyin suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Mercy City.
The girl was saved~
After a few breaths, under the excited gaze of onlookers above the Thousand Peaks in the distance, Zhu Jiuyin took the lead in making a move.
The wide sleeves are like a hanging of snow.
The wind cut on the left waist rings out of the sheath.
The blade body buzzed and trembled, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder.
As if an immortal blood radiance that lasted for eternity, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Rouran above the eastern peak.
Whistling through heaven and earth.
Click.
When the wind cut ten inches away from the Rouran face door, it suddenly froze in the air, like a quagmire.
Above the top of the West.
Zhu Jiuyin’s right finger sword pushed forward through the air.
Click.
The wind cut hard before stabbing an inch.
In front of Heng Gerouran, the majestic True Qi Wall that was difficult to see with the naked eye immediately broke open more than a dozen winding cracks.
The white robe of the Lord of the Blooming Cave Heaven fluttered, holding the lunar eclipse in one hand and carrying it with the other, his expression calm.
Zhu Jiuyinjian’s eyebrows frowned slightly.
Pointing the sword diagonally on his chest, his right arm was ninety degrees, and he stabbed suddenly.
The whole arm made a straight line, and the eardrums of the onlookers outside Qianzhang screamed with a loud sound.
The wind cut without the blessing of the mighty force, pierced the entire wall with a bang.
The wall of true qi shattered, and although it was invisible and colorless, the crisp sound like a porcelain bottle breaking was still transmitted to the ears of the onlookers.
The moment the sharp sword of the wind cut the tip of the immortal body, he danced his sleeve with his backhand.
Another glorious sea of stars.
The wind cut was directly fanned and flew back upside down, and was held by Zhu Jiuyin’s hand.
When the Eastern Peak Star Tree spark was completely extinguished, it was dim.
The two land immortals jumped together like cranes.
The distance between each other is fleeting.
Lunar eclipse with wind cut.
A touch of snow.
A touch of blood.
Blending in an instant.
The terrifying scene is like two stars colliding.
The pillar of blazing fire that sputtered out was thousands of feet high.
Soar into the depths of the Wuhai.
–
Mercy City.
On the side of the main road of the central axis, inside a ready-to-wear store.
Old Willow took off his coarse linen shirt and put a gorgeous purple robe on his body.
“Well-dressed, Liu Dang is Xu Gongye in the north of the city~”
Boasting about the copper mirror, the old willow turned around and looked at the empty counter.
“Treasurer, how much is this robe?”
“What! Gratuitous?
“Go and go, Liu Gong will not eat the food that comes.”
“What Liu Gong has is silver.”
“What! A copper plate? ”
The treasurer, Liu Gong reads less, don’t lie to Liu Gong.”
“What? You actually saw that Duke Liu was an ancient immortal?
“Good eyesight!”
“Treasurer, your good intentions, Liu Gong will accept it.”
“The green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, and there is time for Duke Liu to eat for you.”
The old willow head dressed in brocade clothes and jade clothes carried a sack full of gold and silver jewelry and precious jewelry with difficulty, and left the ready-to-wear shop.
“You talk about these children, running to the theater and not knowing how to close the doors and windows.”
“If this is a thief, what a loss.”
The old willow head who was walking leisurely on the wide street suddenly raised his eyes.
Dark clouds overwhelm the city and want to destroy it.
The wind is raging, like a raging wave coming from north to south.
When it slammed heavily on the majestic southern wall of Mercy City, there was immediately a burst of thunder.
Outside the tavern, under the guise of hunting, almost shattered by the fierce wind.
The doors and windows of thousands of homes are wide open, and they are beating wildly.
The huge ancient city, crisscrossing the streets are filled with the north wind.
Sometimes two sharp winds collide in one place.
The crackling sound is like a ridge breaking.
The old willow head stood majestically unmoving in the fierce wind.
Looking at the hunting flag planted at the head of the city, it was swept away.
Looking at Yu Crunch, the tables, chairs and benches outside the teahouse were rolled into the sky.
Looking at thousands of doors, millions of tiles hang obliquely to the southern sky like a sea of canopies.
Looking at everything he saw fell apart, the old willow couldn’t help but sigh lightly.
“Once the immortal god drew his sword, it was Cang Sheng who overturned and robbed
~” “There is not much time left for Duke Liu~”
In the muttering, the old willow head let go.
The bulging sack thundered, smashing the bluestone slab to smithereens.
A wave of the sleeve robe.
The magic of Qiankun in the sleeve, effortlessly ingesting the sack into the sleeve.
The old willow head carried his hands on his back.
One step out.
Mountains and rivers at your feet.
——
Qingliang Mountain, Hanbaiyu Square.
On the high platform of the sacrifice of heaven, Zhao Shangjun, the king of the Great Wei dynasty, held a dung scoop and squatted beside the swaggering immortal Dawn.
“Call brother.”
Nailed by the flowing frost to the slightest dawn, Qiu Shui’s long eyes were closed and deaf.
Zhao Shangjun: “Left and right, break her mouth.”
Dawn said angrily, “Brother… Brother~
” Zhao Shangjun smiled, “Call daddy, don’t call your fairy ass swollen.”
Dawn gritted his teeth and said, “Mortal, you are too presumptuous!” Zhao
Shangjun: “Left and right, break her open…” The
North Wind came up angrily.
In an instant, he scraped Zhao Shangjun to the ground.
Scoops, buckets of manure were dumped on the ground.
“Ah!!”
The dawn screams pierced the golden cracked stone.
“What a situation!”
Zhao Shangjun, who was picked up by the martial arts attendant, did not care about the smelly body, and looked up to the north.
Broken trees, tables, chairs and benches, tile curtains that cover the sky…
They were swept by the fierce wind to the depths of the cool mountains.
Click.
Large pieces of white jade were also rolled up in the square.
Even the carved beams and paintings in the distance are disintegrating.
If it weren’t for being firmly held down by several martial arts attendants, Zhao Shangjun would have already gone to heaven.
“Bang Dang~” The
loud sound of the sky cracking suddenly sounded from the depths of the Qingliang Mountain Range.
Zhao Shangjun’s eyes widened sharply.
Witness a round of glorious blazing sun, coercing six into eight wastes.
Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.
Immediately, the fierce wind from north to south turned sharply to south to north.
Broken trees, shading the sky and the sea of tiles instantly rolled upside down.
In just a moment, the terrifying energy wave that fluctuated and fluctuated destroyed all the surface buildings of the Qingliang Mountain Smoke and Rain Tower.
Zhao Shangjun and his group were swept away before they even made a scream.
Like an insignificant few ants in a storm.
——
Under the dome of the sky, thousands of miles away from the city of mercy.
A giant white crane flew by.
The crane claw grabbed the pig emperor.
The girl was firmly protected in the arms of the pig emperor to avoid being irrigated by the cold wind.
Suddenly.
On the back of the white crane was born out of thin air.
The stupid crane opened its mouth and screamed fiercely.
“The little one is quite temperamental, go down.”
With a bang, the old willow tapped the stupid crane’s brain.
Feeling that the old man was like the sky above, more terrifying than that long worm, the stupid crane hurriedly leaned down.
Soon it landed steadily on the banks of a large river.
——
The pig emperor held the girl and stared at the old willow in colorful purple clothes with a vigilant face.
“Snake spirit, give me this girl.”
Old Willow smiled.
The pig emperor touched the red blood on his waist with his broad palm, and said sternly: “This emperor refuses!” Old
Willow: “If I really have the heart to harm this girl, Mo Yan you, Nan Candle can’t stop me here.”
“Well, put the girl down.”
Boom.
The pig emperor drew his sword out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the old willow head face door.
“How many hardships did the girl suffer before she was rescued by this emperor.”
“This way home, Rank Immortal Block, this emperor fells the Immortal; The gods block, the emperor slaughters the gods. Old
Willow raised his palm and slowly pinched it.
“Immortal Law…”
“Senior and slow, do you want to hold the girl, or carry?” Or carry? Old
Willow: “Just put it on the ground.” Pig
Queen: “No problem at all. ”
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