"St. Jun?"

The Lord of the Swordsman looks complicated and continues to look at the Fenghua Palace below.

"It's a pity -"

There are still some regrets. In the past, Jianzong had the opportunity to pay the income of the sect, but he missed it because of a misjudgment.

However, he can make the wind Taiji worship the sword, and he does not regret it.

“It’s a pity!”

That sword is also a bitter smile, but knowing what happened in the past, it is really no wonder that his own lord.

Who can think of the body of the remnant, the body of the double veins, the sect of the barriers of heaven and humanity, will master the combination of spirit and martial arts as early as the time of heaven? Will it become a living saint in a few years? To reach the top of the gods, directly promote the supreme yuan, the two magical giants of the world?

Immediately, I saw the Zongshou below, and I was deeply grateful to this side to show my gratitude. Jian Tongming sighed slightly: "It is a well-known ritual, and it is excellent, but it is a disciple of my sword."

I also know this topic, can't continue, Jian Tongming and his tone: "There is no sorrow, and the magical Tao, the days in the future, most of them are not good."

Is it not easy for Sikong to say ‘嘿’? It is said that the meat on the cutting board is left to be slaughtered.

After this war, the magic door has been like a dog. Numerous Lingshi mines will be divided by Jian Zong.

"The magic door is not in a hurry!"

The Lord of the Swordsman shook his head slightly: "Everything can be done in the battle of the heavenly world, and it will be said in the past."

Sikong does not raise an eyebrow, the battle of the heavenly world, is the master still preparing to come out personally?

Involved in the survival of the cloud, and the ally of the big dry and the lips, the battle of the heavenly world, Jianzong is naturally duty-bound.

More than just the sword, this time the Buddha will also participate.

However, Jianzong is not as good as Cangsheng and Buddhism. I can't afford to lose. And his brother, it is the most hopeful person who has entered the country in the past 100 years. There is no need to take such an adventure -

Seeing that several people were puzzled and confused, and with a bit of dissatisfaction, the Lord of the Swordsman also smiled.

"This time, there may be a war in the world. It is not to be missed. A hundred years is too long, and the compassionate ancestor has a saying. I can grasp the opportunity of the robbery in this battle. How can this seat not go? And if not The ancestors he expected. The battle of the heavenly world, or can decide the trend of the cloud in the next hundred years -"

The people were shocked in the heart and looked at each other. In this way, the end of the war in the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Palace. Is the compassionate ancestor expected?

What is the compassionate ancestor in the dark, and what is he planning?

※※※※

On the outskirts of the Imperial City, it is about 1600 miles away. A man with a double-winged, dark-skinned man is also looking at the direction of the Imperial City.

The night demon family, mostly afraid of light. However, under the scorching sun, this person was unscathed.

Demeanor. Bathing in the sun is more like enjoying.

Beside him is a black robe man. Courtesy and courtesy. It is a real cloud family.

And just in the four sides of the two men, there are four people standing in the void, faintly combined with the trend, they are all dignified.

A trip. One, one Confucianism. The other is a young monk with a long sword.

At this time, the will of Tiandao, like the seven swords of the wild, is being blessed here.

The four people, although confronted with the distant two, are obviously at a disadvantage, but they can still support it.

"Where is the Guardian? It is really annoying. This time, I am alone in the cloud world. I just look around. Why do I need to be nervous? When I enter the cloud world, I will still have to wait a few months. late."

The black-skinned man licked his lips and smiled without paying attention to the four people around him.

It is only because of these four so-called ‘guardians.’ There is no qualification to put him in the heart.

"It is better not to have any action, or you should die if you die. You six sages, now there are only five people left right? Orphans don't mind, then take it from you." One person -"

The four people around him were all looking blue, but they never said anything.

Only the Confucian scholar, cold smile: "Break the night! This sentence, I hope you will see the future when you see the king of the cloud industry."

Li Bixue, the star evil, who once dared to speak to Zongshou in the cloud world, has not existed in the world.

As a protector, you can see more about the details of the cloud world. They know more than anyone else.

"The King of Dagan? Is it the child in the Imperial City, who is not stinky?"

Although the words are disdainful, the eyes of the black-eyed man named "Break Night" are a bit dignified.

"Xie Zhe, at that time, the one in the Imperial City is killing my idiot, and swearing at the three holy places of the Dark Lord?"

"Exactly!"

Beside the night of the night, the black skin man respectfully said: "Ming Ming Luo Wang is the hand of death! As for the three holy people, how is it dead, not confirmed, only knowing Zong Shou is related. But these four guards will surely know what is going on."

The four people around him were all silent.

Obviously, the night did not expect the four people to say anything to him. They sneered directly: "I haven’t confirmed it, but I can only retreat from the tomb of the Qin Emperor. It’s only a dozen people. No matter what. Reasons, in general, counted on this sub-head, there will be no mistakes. He cultivated as a god, but in my opinion, the ordinary sacred place is in front of him, like an ant. My three people It’s really not his opponent. It’s also quite interesting to say that this is the world’s most influential person, the innocent sage, the twelve towns of the bronze people. So, this dark world’s magical court has invaded the cloud, the biggest obstacle, Is this person?"

In the eyes, it also contains a little bit of jealousy. Twelve towns and bronzes. Being able to fall into the border can also make all the congenital monks in a certain range repaired.

With this artifact, to suppress the world of heaven, it is a bit tricky.

It is a pity that there is a nine-day ten-day yin mai sect, which is isolated inside and outside. After that, it was completely blocked by the seven swords and the swordsmanship.

He is a man who relies on the treasure of God and has the strength to the ground. He cannot know the specific situation of this war.

I can only know that the twelve towns of the bronze people are inexplicably controlled by Cangsheng.

And there is no magic, this time not only defeated and lost, but also will be suppressed by eternal life.

"Dagan has the cult of the sect of the sect of Buddhism, and the three sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the world.

That Xizhe said, but also eyes filled with sorrow: "In addition to Xiu Guan is not there, there are four people in the Cangsheng Road, a **** respect. The strength of the Jianzong Buddhism is also not the same, the former has compassionate people, only in Xiuguan And the Buddha Gate, at least four of them are in the border. This is a world war in the world, it is not optimistic."

There is some remorse in faintness, and I know that Dagan is so strong. That sect can actually smash the big business that is looming and prosperous in absolute adversity.

He will never be so easy, he will cast a dark world.

Only from the surroundings, the four guards who hate the angry eyes can know. Once this matter spreads, then unless it is a dark world, it will successfully invade the cloud world, and there will be no place in this world. It will also be chased by countless cloud monks.

"But regret it? Unfortunately, this is the end of your life. You have no choice."

It seems to have guessed the heart of this philosophical, and the cold smile of the night: "Just rest assured, if only these twelve towns of the bronze people, six or seven to the situation. I am a dark world, not in the eyes There are thousands of years of accumulation in the cloud world, and there is no foundation for the night demon family. Naturally, there is a way to cope with it-"

As for how to deal with it, the night did not say anything.

Xi Zhe also feels a little refreshed. Seeing that the night is full of confidence, he knows that this person must have his own cuddling.

If you are not sure, or you may be hurt with the big dry fairy, then the dark world will probably choose to withdraw directly, not continue.

"It is Sizhe’s own choice to vote for the dark world, and he is remorseful. He only wants his highness, and he has to eat in the future."

"A promise of a thousand years of life?"

The night laughed and the voice was hearty: "For you, it may be a dream. In my case, it is only a trivial matter. If you can handle the things that are good for you, then give you a night magic. It’s not impossible for me to be a tribe! In short, that’s it—"

When the voice falls, the night has already stepped outside the void. I missed the total.

Xi Zhe's face is unchanged, and it is still a respectful and deeply courteous, to show gratitude.

Until the air of the night, has gradually gone, Xi Zhe straightened up and smiled toward the old Confucian: "The old man also said goodbye. It is also a person in the cloud, a private matter, four Willn't you tell others?"

The face of the Confucian is gloomy at this time: "You used to be the hero of the world of clouds, why should you rely on the Dark Night?"

"Only for the sake of life. If you want to increase your life, you will be bound by the will of this world. What qualifications are there to blame the old man? The resources of this world have been plundered by the people of the cloud, and captured by people outside the domain. What is the difference?"

That Xizhe shook his head slightly, with a cold face: "There is no speculation, and the old man is leaving!"

When the figure of this person, it also followed the shadow of the night, disappeared in front of the eyes. The old Confucian sighs slightly, the roots of the heavens and the earth in the cloud world, the roots in the cloud world, just to protect their existence, not the human race in the cloud world.

In the end, which cloud industry is in control, whether it falls into the hands of aliens. Heaven and earth will not care, just this world, no trauma.

And if it is a cloud family, it poses a danger to the cloud. The root cause of the cloud world will even follow the instinct and do everything in its power to obliterate the people of the cloud.

So 8,000 years ago, because of the battle of the world, the world was divided. Not only did the foreigners re-enter the cloud, but the cloud community was almost close to the edge of the genocide until the rise of the martial arts king. <> "St. Jun?"

The Lord of the Swordsman looks complicated and continues to look at the Fenghua Palace below.

"It's a pity -"

There are still some regrets. In the past, Jianzong had the opportunity to pay the income of the sect, but he missed it because of a misjudgment.

However, he can make the wind Taiji worship the sword, and he does not regret it.

“It’s a pity!”

That sword is also a bitter smile, but knowing what happened in the past, it is really no wonder that his own lord.

Who can think of the body of the remnant, the body of the double veins, the sect of the barriers of heaven and humanity, will master the combination of spirit and martial arts as early as the time of heaven? Will it become a living saint in a few years? To reach the top of the gods, directly promote the supreme yuan, the two magical giants of the world?

Immediately, I saw the Zongshou below, and I was deeply grateful to this side to show my gratitude. Jian Tongming sighed slightly: "It is a well-known ritual, and it is excellent, but it is a disciple of my sword."

I also know this topic, can't continue, Jian Tongming and his tone: "There is no sorrow, and the magical Tao, the days in the future, most of them are not good."

Is it not easy for Sikong to say ‘嘿’? It is said that the meat on the cutting board is left to be slaughtered.

After this war, the magic door has been like a dog. Numerous Lingshi mines will be divided by Jian Zong.

"The magic door is not in a hurry!"

The Lord of the Swordsman shook his head slightly: "Everything can be done in the battle of the heavenly world, and it will be said in the past."

Sikong does not raise an eyebrow, the battle of the heavenly world, is the master still preparing to come out personally?

It involves the survival of the cloud. The ally, which is the ally of the big dry and the lips, and the war in the heavenly world, is basically duty-bound.

More than just the sword, this time the Buddha will also participate.

However, Jianzong is not as good as Cangsheng and Buddhism. And his brother, it is the most hopeful person who has entered the country in the past 100 years. There is no need to take such an adventure -

Seeing that several people were puzzled and confused, and with a bit of dissatisfaction, the Lord of the Swordsman also smiled.

"This time there is a war in the world, it is not to be missed. It is too long for a hundred years. The compassionate ancestor has a saying, I can grasp the opportunity of the robbery in this battle, how can this seat not go? And if not The ancestor he expected, the battle of the heavenly world. Or can decide the trend of the cloud in the next hundred years -"

The people were shocked in the heart and looked at each other. In this way, the end of the War of the Imperial Palace in the Imperial Palace, the compassionate ancestor was expected?

What is the compassionate ancestor in the dark, and what is he planning?

※※※※

On the outskirts of the Imperial City, it is about 1600 miles away. A man with a double-winged, dark-skinned man is also looking at the direction of the Imperial City.

The night demon family, mostly afraid of light. However, at this time under the scorching sun. This person is unscathed.

Demeanor. Bathing in the sun is more like enjoying.

Beside him is a black robe man. The humility of the demeanor, the ceremonies of the vassal, is a real cloud family.

And it is in the Quartet of these two people. There are also four people standing in the void, faintly combined with the trend, they are all dignified.

A trip, one. One Confucian, the other is a young monk with a long sword.

At this time, the will of Tiandao, like the seven swords of the wild, is being blessed here.

The four people, although confronted with the distant two, are obviously at a disadvantage, but they can still support it.

"Where is the Guardian? It is really annoying. This time, I am alone in the cloud world. I just look around. Why do I need to be nervous? When I enter the cloud world, I will still have to wait a few months. late."

The black-skinned man licked his lips and smiled without paying attention to the four people around him.

It is only because of these four so-called ‘guardians.’ There is no qualification to put him in the heart.

"It is better not to have any action, or you should die if you die. You six sages, now there are only five people left right? Orphans don't mind, then take it from you." One person -"

The four people around him were all looking blue, but they never said anything.

Only the Confucian scholar, cold smile: "Break the night! This sentence, I hope you will see the future when you see the king of the cloud industry."

Li Bixue, the star evil, who once dared to speak to Zongshou in the cloud world, has not existed in the world.

As a protector, you can see more about the details of the cloud world. They know more than anyone else.

"The King of Dagan? Is it the child in the Imperial City, who is not stinky?"

Although the words are disdainful, the eyes of the black-eyed man named "Break Night" are a bit dignified.

"Xie Zhe, at that time, the one in the Imperial City is killing my idiot, and swearing at the three holy places of the Dark Lord?"

"Exactly!"

Beside the night of the night, the black skin man respectfully said: "Ming Ming Luo Wang is the hand of death! As for the three holy people, how is it dead, not confirmed, only knowing Zong Shou is related. But these four guards will surely know what is going on."

The four people around him were all silent.

Obviously, the night did not expect the four people to say anything to him. They sneered directly: "I haven’t confirmed it, but I can only retreat from the tomb of the Qin Emperor. It’s only a dozen people. No matter what. Reasons, in general, counted on this sub-head, there will be no mistakes. He cultivated as a god, but in my opinion, the ordinary sacred place is in front of him, like an ant. My three people It’s really not his opponent. It’s also quite interesting to say that this is the world’s most influential person, the innocent sage, the twelve towns of the bronze people. So, this dark world’s magical court has invaded the cloud, the biggest obstacle, Is this person?"

In the eyes, it also contains a little bit of jealousy. Twelve towns and bronzes. Being able to fall into the border can also make all the congenital monks in a certain range repaired.

With this artifact, to suppress the world of heaven, it is a bit tricky.

It is a pity that there is a nine-day ten-day yin mai sect, which is isolated inside and outside. After that, it was completely blocked by the seven swords and the swordsmanship.

He is a man who relies on the treasure of God and has the strength to the ground. He cannot know the specific situation of this war.

I can only know that the twelve towns of the bronze people are inexplicably controlled by Cangsheng.

And there is no magic, this time not only defeated and lost, but also will be suppressed by eternal life.

"Dagan has the cult of the sect of the sect of Buddhism, and the three sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the world.

That Xizhe said, but also eyes filled with sorrow: "In addition to Xiu Guan is not there, there are four people in the Cangsheng Road, a **** respect. The strength of the Jianzong Buddhism is also not the same, the former has compassionate people, only in Xiuguan And the Buddha Gate, at least four of them are in the border. This is a world war in the world, it is not optimistic."

There is some remorse in faintness, and I know that Dagan is so strong. That sect can actually smash the big business that is looming and prosperous in absolute adversity.

He will never be so easy, he will cast a dark world.

Only from the surroundings, the four guards who hate the angry eyes can know. Once this matter spreads, then unless it is a dark world, it will successfully invade the cloud world, and there will be no place in this world. It will also be chased by countless cloud monks.

"But regret it? Unfortunately, this is the end of your life. You have no choice."

It seems to have guessed the heart of this philosophical, and the cold smile of the night: "Just rest assured, if only these twelve towns of the bronze people, six or seven to the situation. I am a dark world, not in the eyes There are thousands of years of accumulation in the cloud world, and there is no foundation for the night demon family. Naturally, there is a way to cope with it-"

As for how to deal with it, the night did not say anything.

Xi Zhe also feels a little refreshed. Seeing that the night is full of confidence, he knows that this person must have his own cuddling.

If you are not sure, or you may be hurt with the big dry fairy, then the dark world will probably choose to withdraw directly, not continue.

"It is Sizhe’s own choice to vote for the dark world, and he is remorseful. He only wants his highness, and he has to eat in the future."

"A promise of a thousand years of life?"

The night laughed and the voice was hearty: "For you, it may be a dream. In my case, it is only a trivial matter. If you can handle the things that are good for you, then give you a night magic. It’s not impossible for me to be a tribe! In short, that’s it—"

When the voice falls, the night has already stepped outside the void. I missed the total.

Xi Zhe's face is unchanged, and it is still a respectful and deeply courteous, to show gratitude.

Until the air of the night, has gradually gone, Xi Zhe straightened up and smiled toward the old Confucian: "The old man also said goodbye. It is also a person in the cloud, a private matter, four Willn't you tell others?"

The face of the Confucian ~lightnovelpub.net~ This time is gloomy: "You used to be the hero of the world of clouds, why should you rely on the night demon?"

"Only for the sake of life. If you want to increase your life, you will be bound by the will of this world. What qualifications are there to blame the old man? The resources of this world have been plundered by the people of the cloud, and captured by people outside the domain. What is the difference?"

That Xizhe shook his head slightly, with a cold face: "There is no speculation, and the old man is leaving!"

When the figure of this person, it also followed the shadow of the night, disappeared in front of the eyes. The old Confucian sighs slightly, the roots of the heavens and the earth in the cloud world, the roots in the cloud world, just to protect their existence, not the human race in the cloud world.

In the end, which cloud industry is in control, whether it falls into the hands of aliens. Heaven and earth will not care, just this world, no trauma.

And if it is a cloud family, it poses a danger to the cloud. The root cause of the cloud world will even follow the instinct and do everything in its power to obliterate the people of the cloud.

So 8,000 years ago, because of the battle of the world, the world was divided. Not only did the foreigners re-enter the cloud, but the cloud community was almost close to the edge of the genocide until the rise of the martial arts king.