The Great Demon of the Throne who used the magic in his sleeves to snatch away the bamboo basket and his party from the root of the Sword Qi Great Wall was none other than Huang Luan, who had refined countless immortal ruins into his own courtyard.
Lu Zhi left the city with his sword and personally intercepted and killed the peak demon who was known as the most immortal in the wild world. On the other side of the golden river, Mi Hu, the sword immortal, also used his sword to intercept, but Huang Luan still destroyed the right half of it.
Xiupao, the price of a sleeve of heaven and earth, and the great demon Yangzhi personally assisted Huang Luan, and he was able to successfully escape back to Jia Shen Zhang.
Lu Zhi stood on the golden river where sword immortals were becoming increasingly rare. He did not return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but stayed where he was and defended one side.
She was too constrained in drawing her sword before, because the battlefield was between the river and the city, and her side had too many swordsmen.
The old sword cultivator sat cross-legged among the large Chinese characters, shook his head, looked disapproving, sneered, and cursed: "If I have this level, then Huang Luan will not be able to escape. This battle has been fought to this point.
, I still don’t know how to make money by settling accounts, how did you, Lu Zhi, become the great swordsman? Women are women, with a woman’s heart."
This is probably how Yin Chen got the reputation of being respected and loved by everyone in Jianqi Great Wall.
Outside Najiashen's tent, Huang Luan shook his right sleeve, and like scattering beans on the ground, several young swordsmen the size of mustard seeds appeared one after another.
The bamboo basket sheathed his sword and thanked him. Li Zhen's face was gloomy, and Yu Si was in a state of embarrassment. He helped the unconscious young man? Tan.
As for Liubai, the damage was the most serious. Fortunately, the soul has been collected by the beach.
The young man Geta, who was not a swordsman but the leader of the Jiashen tribe, was extremely anxious after learning about Liu Bai's situation, but he still bent over to express his gratitude to this senior.
Huang Luan smiled and said: "Clog, you are the destiny of our world. The road is long and there is always a chance to repay the kindness of saving lives."
Clogs looked resolute and said: "This junior will never dare to forget today's great kindness."
Once a Sword Immortal embryo is really killed in the Jiashen tent, then as the leader of the Jiashen tent, his clogs will not only have merits and demerits in the ledger, so Huang Luan's move is also tantamount to saving lives for the young clog.
kindness.
Yang Zhi waved her hand and detained Yu Si directly before repelling him. She stood at Yu Si's original position and gently held the boy in her arms. She stretched out a finger and pressed it against Yu Tan's eyebrows, a line between heaven and earth.
The purest water flow flowed from her fingertips, watering the young man's vitality. At the same time, she rubbed her fingers together to condense a white dagger. It was an ancient relic that she had treasured for many years.
Pressing the spot between Tan's eyebrows, if the boy destroyed one of his natal flying swords, she would give him another one.
A moment later, Tan woke up leisurely and saw the familiar face of a woman wearing an imperial crown and a black dragon robe. The young man's eyes suddenly turned red and he said in a trembling voice: "Master."
Yang Zhi said softly: "Don't worry about some setbacks."
? Tan is a young man’s character after all. He suffered such a disaster and was severely injured. Although his Taoist heart was not damaged, it was extremely difficult, but the sadness was really heartbreaking. The young man choked and said: "That guy is too insidious. The five of us, it seems, have always been
After fighting with him, what will Sister Liubai do next?"
After all, the young man still felt sorry for the Liubai sister.
Yang Zhi smiled and said: "That Liu Bai, Master originally thought that she was not pretty enough to be worthy of you. Now that she is fine, I will ask Mr. Zhou to change her skin to a better one, and you two will become Taoist partners."
The young man quickly shook his head, that was not what he meant.
Yang Zhi rubbed the young man's head and said, "It's up to you."
Huang Luan was greatly surprised. When did Yang Zhi accept this woman as her direct disciple?
Sword Immortal Shou Chen hurried to Jia Shen's account and took away his junior sister's soul from the beach. After confirming that the white golden elixir and Nascent Soul were all fine, Shou Chen breathed a sigh of relief and still talked with everyone.
He thanked him, then carefully used his magic to gather the white-liquid soul, and hurriedly took a detour to the master's side.
As for the reason for the detour, of course it was because of Ah Liang.
Huang Luan Yufeng left and returned to those beautiful buildings and jade buildings. He chose a secluded place and began to breathe in, swallowing up the abundant spiritual energy in one gulp.
In fact, he suffered the biggest loss in this attack. Hou Kuimen, who he had carefully cultivated, was used as a puppet on the battlefield, as the first mover against the young hidden official. In the end, not only did he lose an important chess piece, but he also suffered a blow from Lu Zhi.
He and Mi Hu each struck with their swords, shattering half of the sleeve of his robe and a small piece of heaven. The key was that his three hundred years of Taoism were destroyed in vain.
Huang Luan's mind moved, and he saw an attic with many dragon corpses appearing out of thin air not far away as pillars and corridors. Huang Luan immediately opened the restriction and took it into his own world.
Huang Luan smiled and said: "Thank you ancestor for the reward."
The clogs have returned to the military tent.
Zhuqi and Li Zhen stood side by side, watching the battle from a distance.
In the previous round of siege and killing of Yin Guan, the two of them never got the chance to exert all their strength, and they were not even injured. However, compared to Liu Bai, Yu Tan and Yu Si, they were probably the most aggrieved.
Li Zhen and Zhu Ji said in their hearts: "I didn't expect that I would lose to the natal magical power of a flying sword. If this were not the case, even if Chen Pingan had two more natal flying swords, he would still die!"
Zhuji said: "It's okay to complain, but I hope you won't take your anger out on Tan and Yusi."
Li Zhen sneered: "If you don't remind me, I will forget that they are still participating in the war. What have these three losers done besides holding us back?"
Zhuji frowned and said: "Li Zhen, I dare to say that in another hundred years, even if
Liu Bai is the most seriously injured, and her swordsmanship achievements will be higher than yours."
Li Zhen was silent for a moment and laughed at himself: "Are you sure I can live for more than a hundred years?"
Zhuji asked back: "Is it that important whether it is Li Zhen or not? Are you sure you are a sword cultivator? Can you hand out a sword for yourself?"
Zhuqi was greatly confused. Although Tuoyueshan Lizhen was unruly and arrogant, Zhuqi didn't think there was anything wrong with his sharp-edged spirit.
It's just that for some reason, after Li Zhen "died" once, his temperament seemed to become more and more extreme, and it could even be said that he became discouraged.
Li Zhen rubbed his cheeks with both hands and murmured: "Have you personally walked through the River of Time? Maybe not. You may have walked through it, but you have definitely never seen the bed of the River of Time. I have walked through it, and that is my destiny."
Zhuji frowned as he listened to Li Zhen's whisper.
Yu Si stood there alone, even more dejected than Li Zhen, who looked gloomy.
Being alone can easily make people feel lonely, but loneliness often arises in the bustling crowd.
A figure appeared beside him out of thin air. It was a young woman with scarlet eyes. The robe on her body was intertwined with fine green "silk threads", which she had refined one by one over the long years.
Rivers and streams.
She comforted softly: "Sir, it's okay, I'm here."
Then she stared intently at the graceful Yang Zhi, facing each other, the old and new masters of the Yiluo River.
Yu Si reached out and put away the young woman's hand, took the lead to move, and said calmly: "Let's go."
The woman followed him.
? Tan was stunned when he saw this scene.
The clog sitting in the military tent raised his head and then lowered his head.
Geta has always known the sects of Lizhen, Zhuqi and Liubai, but only today did he know the true backers of Tan and Yusi.
The young man scratched his head, wondering how he could recruit disciples and become their backer in the future?
Chen Ping'an suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed. Fortunately, it was the small house of Ning Mansion that he had not returned to for a long time, not the corner of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Chen Pingan put his hand to his forehead. He had a splitting headache and exhaled a heavy breath. Just such a small movement caused the whole world to turn upside down. It shouldn't be a dream. There are thousands of magic tricks by the gods on the mountain, and there are too many weird things in the world.
Have to guard against it.
Chen Ping'an stared blankly at the door.
There was a man sitting on the other side of the threshold, holding a wine flask and drinking wine.
The strong smell of medicine in the room couldn't cover up the aroma of wine.
The man stood up, leaned against the door, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, people like me should only appear in girls' dreams."
Having said this, the man wiped his mouth and began to enjoy himself.
The world's affairs are as short as a spring dream, and the spring dream leaves no trace. It is like a spring dream, when the yellow beams are not yet ripe and the bananas are gone...
The scholar just remembered some beautiful poems in the book, which is very serious.
Chen Pingan was relieved, he must be a real person.
Chen Ping'an and A Liang looked at each other for a long time, and the first sentence they spoke was a question that made the world look bad: "A Liang, when are you leaving?"
I hope A Liang will return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but I don’t want A Liang to stay in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, otherwise he will die.
In this war, the only one who dared to say that he would never die was the old man in gray in the Jiazi tent in the wild world.
Even Yang Zhi, Huang Luan and the great throne monsters in the wild world did not dare to be so sure.
There is no exception on the Sword Qi Great Wall side.
"I want to leave, but there are a lot of people in the Ascension Realm who can't keep me here. I don't want to leave, and even the boss Sword Immortal can't drive me away. Can you persuade me?"
A Liang sighed, swung the wine bottle in his hand, and said: "It's still the same as before. You want to do so much, but you can't take care of it. The teenagers back then didn't look like teenagers, and today's young people still don't look like young people.
To be continued...