The stagnation of time finally dissipated, and Xuan Zhen's eyes were about to burst. He no longer looked as kind as before, but his eyes were full of fear.

That hand has disappeared, and they can no longer pursue it. But both Xuanzhen and Gaoyun know that that person is the lord of Xiewan City!

That scroll probably has a lot to do with it!

Xuan Zhen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and silently recited the Bing Xin Jing Shen Jue to calm the uproar in his heart at this moment.

"Gao Yun, you and I should quickly notify the Mahayana masters of all parties to convene the Tianji Hall to discuss this matter together!"

Gao Yun's eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were a bit scarlet.

"But is our luck snake real?!"

Xuanzhen opened his eyes, having recovered from his rage.

"Now our gains and losses are not important anymore!"

"The Lord of the Evil City has not shown his face or even taken action for thousands of years. He only used the five evil lords to serve as his pawns with swords in his hands."

"Thousands of years ago, he was already in the late Mahayana stage, and his current cultivation level is even more terrifying. And this time he took the scroll away, not to mention it was a great gift. I'm afraid it was the clarion call for their attack."

"China is really going to be in trouble now!"

Gao Yun took a deep breath, and together with Xuan Zhen, he took out his Grandmaster's Order, poured mana into it, and summoned everyone in Tianji Hall to come to discuss matters.

At this moment, a strong wind rushed into the hall. A middle-aged man in green robes had a resolute and heroic face. He had a broadsword on his waist and his right hand was grabbing an elegant man dressed as a scholar like a chicken.

The man was already covered in bloodstains and looked extremely miserable. His Qi Hai Dantian was shattered to pieces. The soul in Jiang Palace was also split with a knife and was bound by a rope-like magic weapon, unable to break free.

And Gao Yun's eyes sharpened, because this man was the swallowing soul that he had fought with before.

Zhao Qingtang looked at the old Xuan Zhen, a somewhat complicated expression appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

He threw the swallowing soul to the ground and said with a slightly puzzled expression.

"I noticed that there were strange fluctuations in your sect, so I came to investigate, and happened to bump into this evil cultivator. He didn't seem to want to fight with me, but was blocked by an inexplicable existence. Therefore, I delayed my efforts to deal with it, and now I have deposed him.

Gone to Qihai and Yuanshen."

"What's your situation in Penglai now? Where is that ghost lady Qianchan? Are your spirit snakes still..."

When Zhao Qingtang saw the withered golden lotus flowers in the pond, and even the water in the pond looked extremely turbid, he knew in his heart that he was afraid that the two remaining luck snakes would also suffer misfortune.

Xuan Zhen also looked at the male cultivator in front of him, with complex expressions rising in his cloudy eyes.

It was he who provoked Penglai in the first place and chopped up a fairy mountain, which triggered the conflict between the Yuandao lineage and Penglai. It can even be said that he was the main reason why his sect decided to cultivate spiritual snakes.

But she couldn't blame him. Now that she thought about it carefully, she could only blame each other, and it was a confused account. The idea of ​​using secret methods to breed luck snakes was also an idea for a long time, but Zhao Qingtang accelerated the matter.

That’s all.

She sighed inwardly and replied.

"Qian Chan died, the spiritual snake was taken away, and the Lord of Xiewan City appeared."

"This matter is a long story. Lao Shen and Gao Yun have already notified all the Grand Masters to come to discuss the matter. Grand Master Qing Yuan is also asked to wait a moment, and then we will tell you the whole story one by one."

Xuan Zhen has regained his energy and talks to the three earthly immortals guarding Jiu Xi.

"You protect the saint and retreat, and let Master Zhang heal Xi'er immediately. There is no need to be stingy with the spiritual items in the library."

The three of them led Jiuxi with fainting.

Today, there are only faint soul -swallowing soul -swallowing evil masters and three Mahayana masters. The atmosphere is extremely condensed.

Nympho

Endless sea area.

Someone strolled around the sea in a black robe, barefoot, and felt the roughness of gravel and the humidity of the sea.

It looks like a man's body, and under the black hood, there is a handsome and handsome face, but it seems pale and stunned, so that people are worried about their love.

He took off his hood and looked at the undulating Biqing Sea surface of the waves, and threw a quaint scroll with his right hand.

Before the beginning, the scroll was bathing in the blood -colored flames, and there was a terrifying hiss and roar inside. He couldn't help squinting, smiling a little intoxicated, and it seemed that the fairy music was heard in his ears.

The blood flame burned seven or eight breathing time. As the sound inside gradually lower, the blood flames also went out.

Later, the scroll was exhibited, and the original python shadow paintings were completely dissipated, and the blank was blank, but the blood -red air came out of it and fell into the seawater.

Gu Shaoong's face was unchanged, his eyes were narrowed, his eyes were dull and unpredictable.

The more you gather, the deeper, the water and light are flickering, and the blood is dark and thick. With this water wave, it gradually condenses its own form.

Gu Shaerong looked at it, and his eyes gradually floated in his eyes.

"The waste of the blood slaughter, let her go to the Mu Sheng to go to the Holy Demon Realm to win the unjustly soul -soul -soul film. The effect should be too much. As a result, Lian Mu Sheng's fresh and sweet nine pulse fusion was lost.

"

"But this method is enough. Take the world's pythons, sperm blood, and injustice.

"Now this grievance dragon, it should be done!"

The snakes can be molted with molting, and they can also go to the sea and Muleiden to rise to the dragon.

The rolling black and red mist swept into the tide water roll, which rises from the sky. The sound of the roar and the fierce roar of pythons is endless.

The black and red and two -colored creatures are even more fog, like a real flesh and blood, but the scales are made of crystal, clear crystal, flashed with red light, and a pair of eyes are dark golden.

The abdomen has claws and five toes.

Gu Shaoong's face was a little obsessed, and he murmured.

"Zhuang!"

"Outside God? Don't call me to be disappointed."

Nympho

Kunlun.

The white skirt girl was sitting in a cross -knee in the lake. She hair crow, and she was in a good look. I did n’t know when she had a little purple gold god pattern, which made her holy and extraordinary.

She opened her eyes suddenly and sighed.

Ming Linlang stretched out his right hand and floated with an irregular sheep fat white jade in his palm.

The blue eye pupil stared at the white jade, and she pursed her lips.

She can notice where the volatility of the virtual state in this day, and the encounter of Penglai can't hide her eyes.

But she can't move.

Bai Yu suddenly merged into her body and dissipated invisible, and it was difficult for others to find it.

On the day of Ming Linlang, from the later period of Hua Shen, he had really made a choice.

Stepping on this road, she no longer turns back. She knows that she has only one chance.

Closing her eyes, the white jade was in her Jiang Palace, surrounding the Yuanshen, spreading out layers of jade-like white light, crystal clear, causing the mana in the Yuanshen to grow at a terrifying speed.
Chapter completed!