The clouds and mist on the Sixian Cliff were still floating. The disciples of the Shuxian Cult on the cliff were confused when they heard the sound of the bell. The frequency of the bells gradually decreased and the sound also drooped.

Many scholars seemed to be comforted and gradually breathed a sigh of relief. The great scholars who were exploring the clouds gradually landed on the ground, but the doubts on their faces became even stronger.

"Elder, do you need to report to the leader?"

"No need, the leader is in seclusion. I guess it's just a plane. Could it be a Datong come to spy on something?"

"But it is said that the plane was invented by Zhou Xiang!"

"So what can Zhou Xiang do!"

"What the elder said is that if we don't make him a national sage, he can't do anything!"

The elders whispered, but the disciples who were studying were talking loudly, but no one would care about the fall of a stone.

After the free fall of the black stone reached its maximum speed, it kept falling at the speed. The original black surface gradually added transparent water stains, and the water stains slowly condensed into ice. The altitude of tens of thousands of meters made the ice thicker and thicker, and the volume became larger and larger, and finally reached the top of the cliff.

The elder frowned slightly. He found this huge ice hockey. The placement of the ice hockey was exactly the students discussing. He raised his finger casually, and a spiritual arrow shot out, hitting the ice hockey accurately.

It penetrated the ice layer and hit the stones inside.

The corners of the elder's mouth were curved. He expected that the ice hockey burst, but it was 100 million times more violent than he imagined!

The endless light swallowed him, the elders around him who were about to flatter him, and the students who were discussing passionately.

The light then went outward, and the jade pagoda was covered in it, but it continued, and the clouds and mists on Shuxian Cliff suddenly expanded outward.

Situ Aoxue looked at the expanding clouds and covered her mouth in shock. The faint light in the clouds and mist suddenly became victorious, and all the clouds and mists around immediately dissipated and retreated.

She stared at the light, regardless of the stinging pain of her eyes, until the light disappeared, and the Thousand-Man-Heaven Cliff gradually tilted and finally fell towards Shaohua City.

The Poetry Cliff, which has protected Shaohua City for countless years, finally completed its final mission and left with the Book Fairy Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

"Ah~~~" The harsh decibels came, and Situ Aoxue was roaring, the loud voice had already overwhelmed the roar of the plane.

Su Wu slowly sat upright, and Situ Aoxue's big decibel told him that something had happened, but he looked at Zhou Xiang with some complexity.

The plane flew into Shaohua City again, but this time it was tilted upward. Su Wu felt a little comforted, at least Zhou Xiang would no longer be provocative.

Situ Aoxue kept asking questions!

"Zhou Xiang, what did you do? I exploded the Shuxian Cult? I exploded the Shixian Cliff?"

"This is the branch of Wenyuan Wenzong, the Confucian Temple in Dasheng Kingdom in the past!"

Situ Aoxue finished sending

After feeling the truth, he saw that Zhou Xiang and everyone ignored her, and then started gossiping.

"This is the legendary bomb. Are you called a sage, relying on it?"

"How many more do you have? Can you blow up the Beast Clan's Imperial City?"

"Can this thing really blow up the ninth level? What about the mid-stage ninth level?"

"Oh, I guess you haven't tried it, so I can't find my uncle..."

Zhou Xiang ignored it. The girl was so excited that the cow couldn't even hold back, but he was writing, writing on a broken piece of skin!

The plane flew over Shaohua City, and the entire city was completely panicked. Countless soldiers were running towards the city wall, soldiers on the street were also running, and civilians pointed in the direction of the Sixian Cliff. Hundreds of cultivators were flying towards the Sixian Cliff.

When the plane arrived again, all the practitioners came towards the plane!

Zhou Xiang took out another black stone, and Lu Yuanqi glanced at it lightly without making any sound.

Su Wu no longer tolerated this time: "Are you going to blow up Shaohua City? There are millions of civilians here!"

Zhou Xiang wrapped the skin around the black stone, threw it away, and then replied: "It's just a bombing of the palace."

Su Wu's face turned pale, he stared at Zhou Xiang for a while, and finally sat back.

Zhou Xiang was very pleased that Su Wu did not scold him for his righteousness. His position in his heart was very high, but he did not want to lower his status because of misunderstandings.

"I'm lying to you, I'm just going to fight against the Book Fairy Sect for a tooth, but it won't involve civilians. I still have a limit!"

"There is a bottom limit, but it's very low." Lu Yuanqi said disdainfully!

Situ Aoxue's ridicule immediately sounded, and the atmosphere on the plane finally became cheerful, and the speed of the plane increased sharply. Finally, it stopped crawling by a snail and disappeared in an instant.

Su Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and the glitter in his eyes returned to his mind. Zhou Xiang was still the person he knew, not being held hostage by the power, and he believed that he would not.

The cultivators of the Wenyuan Empire saw the gradual plane disappearing again, and knew that they had been fooled, but they were helpless, but they did not take it lightly.

The role model of the Sinister Cliff is now, how could this Datong plane fly at will?

They all released their perception and detected it, and they found something strange. An ice hockey fell from the trajectory of the plane and was above the imperial city.

Their reactions were different. Some of them flew away directly and flew out of the city at a very high speed, while others were stunned and petrified on the spot. Some of them changed their faces and flew towards somewhere in the city, but none of them dared to move forward.

Facing the threat of death, human nature is always suffering, but the results are mostly the same, and they are making choices in a direction that is beneficial to oneself.

An old man in Confucian robe slowly took off the air against the crowd and headed towards the falling ice hockey, a low voice from his mouth.

"When a person is born, he will move when he is successful. When he is young, he is young and strong, and he is always polite.

, What I want is to take the most important things as light, but only seek quietness through movement..."

As the ice hockey fell and the old man rose, just as he was about to come into contact, the old man shouted: "Constant!"

A complex rune of spiritual energy dispersed and covered it in all directions, gradually turning into invisible. The entire Wenyuan City suddenly became quiet, and the figures flying away in the air remained motionless, maintaining that posture.

The ice hockey that was the first to be hit was also standing quietly in the air. The old man stretched out his hand with difficulty, and his thin palms poked out from his sleeves like claws, slowly holding the ice hockey in his hand.

A breath of spiritual energy came out gently, and the ice hockey instantly took off its outer clothes, revealing the leather jacket inside, and turning into a leather ball.

The old man finally couldn't hold on and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Shaohua City was relieved from the extreme tranquility. One after another, the cultivators in the air also resumed their speed of flying like lightning.

Countless monks had already noticed the old man in the sky, staring at him with concentration, his eyes full of hope, but suddenly he saw the ice hockey turning into a ball and entering the old man's hands, and his heart was immediately thrilled.

The thin palm trembled and pushed away the ball, and another piece of clothing fell, and the ball turned into a stone ball, a black stone ball.

The old man's eyes were filled with doubts, and he slowly looked at them. After a moment, his face flushed, as if he had suffered great insults.

There are five crooked words engraved on the stone ball: "Read the book and hold the ball!"

The old man's robe instantly swollen, and Hu Hai stood up, and even cursed loudly: "Zhou Xiang Rat, you are too insulting me, Wenzong!"

After saying that, he threw the stone ball, his body turned into flowing light and shot towards the direction where the plane disappeared.

All the cultivators looked at the result in a daze. The feeling of relaxation just now was filled with tension. Their Venerable Saint Lord actually let the bomb throw and it was thrown down!

An uproar was everywhere in the city!

"Mr. Wenhao ran away, run away quickly, it's going to explode!"

"Ah, this human face and beast heart are just concerned about running away by myself, and I turn into a soul..."

"Goodbye, I will practice dual cultivation with you in the next life!"

"Get out, I won't look for you in the next life. I'll have enough of you for a while!"

Seeing that the stone ball was about to land, a handsome young man floated up like a feather, jumped to three meters high, stretched out his right hand, shouted: "Born of divine power!" Then, he grabbed the stone ball in the horror of the crowd.

The stone ball fell steadily in the boy's hand, but everyone with their eyes closed did not see the expected explosion. They opened their eyes to watch, but saw the boy looking at the stone ball curiously, showing his expression of surviving the disaster.

An uproar came again, accompanied by more praise: "Young Master Luoyu is a good person!" "Luoyu, you are so heroic and handsome!" "Get out of here, Luoyu, I want to practice dual cultivation with you!"...

The young man, who was called Luoyu, ignored the noise around him and recited loudly: "Read, hold a ball?"
Chapter completed!