On the cliffs about fifty miles away from the mountains, a glass of green clothes is looking at the **** man in front of her. ???

The man is the leader of the blood river. At present, he has integrated the magical martial arts of the six gates of the magic gate.

Liu Li looked at the man like a **** in front of him. He only thought that after the other party’s exit, the deeper the breath of the body, the more unpredictable, just like the high hurricane in the nine days, giving a distant The sense of distance seems to never be touched.

At this time, the blood sea stood on the cliff, and the whole binoculars had turned into a red vortex, which constantly scatters the radiance of blood red, just like the red ruby.

He looked at the distant mountain like a black dragon on the ground, and there seemed to be a look in his eyes.

Behind the two, there were rows of blood-channel disciples. They were half-squatting on the ground, looking at the foremost figure, and there was only one reverence among the eyes.

After three hundred years of splitting time, the Seventh Avenue of the Holy Gate finally reunified in the hands of the man in front of him. When he thought that this great vigor of the ancient and modern will be completed in their hands, their eyes could not stop. Excited color.

The eyes that look to the **** sea are also filled with the color of worship.

At this moment, an elder came to the side of the **** sea and whispered: "The latest news from the Shura adults, the end of the world is over. According to the time projection, I am afraid that it will be near the appointed place."

"Good." The **** sea nodded, and there was some indifference in the tone. It seemed that the surrender of the world was not able to excite him.

Liuli wondered on the side: "On the Lord, do you really need to wait for the night to fork them? With your strength..."

"Zhao Yingying is the most powerful person in the name of my holy door seven years in the past twenty years." The blood in the eyes of the sea is flowing, and there is a trace of **** sorrow: "To deal with her, I naturally have to go all out. It is also a respect for the strong, just hope she will not let me down."

The next moment, he looked at the girl who was on the side and asked: "What is the recent situation of the glass, the Central Plains?"

Such as today's chaos, blood sea wants to unify the magic door, but also in order to rely on the power of the magic door to insert this chaos, and even unify the Central Plains, into the supreme position.

Liu Lan thought for a moment and said: "Since the court defeated the letter king, it recovered the lost land in the north. The remaining 18th princes, the three princes in the south, and the anti-thief Liang Bo are silently crouching, and other small stocks chaos. The military has no strength to control the overall situation. Everyone is building up their strength and there is nothing big."

"Oh, I don't think there is a counterattack force in the case of the court." The mouth of the **** sea showed a smile: "The legendary woman, after I have integrated the holy gate, I have to see it."

For the woman who is said to be as beautiful as the fairy, but also defeated the letter king, and even rumored to defeat the Sanshan Siyuetian dilemma, the blood sea is also very interested.

On the side of the glass, there was a hint of hesitation in the face. The **** sea seemed to sense the hesitation in the other's heart and said, "What else? Directly."

Just listening to the glass said in an uncertain tone: "It is said that the little emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty moved to reform, vigorously repaired the road to open the mountain, dug the river to build a bridge, and continued to open trade routes, exhibition craftsmen, and open colleges. He also let ... also let the many powerful people of the banned army use martial arts to build, and do not know whether it is true or false."

When I heard the words of the glass, the mouth of the **** sea was tilted up, revealing a hint of ridicule: "Stupid, frozen three feet is not a cold day, Dajin Dynasty has reached the point of today, it is already riddled with holes, can not afford the slightest toss.

If it is me, I will smash the world, recruit all the righteous army, cultivate and raise the interest, and silently accumulate strength.

What he did is indeed a good thing, but the time he did was not right. He thought that a big victory would be able to sit down in the world? Hey, this kind of act, I am afraid that the last strength of the imperial court is consumed, it is absolutely in the world. ”

"The situation is that the soldiers, the foundation of the country. The more powerful the warriors, the more they need long-term cultivation and health." Shaking his head, the blood sea continued: "The martial arts masters are still engaged in construction, it is really a blessing. For some flies I have dug the grave. I used to use him as an opponent. Now, it seems that after all, it is young and vigorous, and Zhida is a generation."

As he said, he looked at the distant mountains, and there seemed to be a **** flame burning in his eyes: "When I completely integrated the holy gate..."

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In the mountains, Zhao Yingqi sat cross-legged, and the other side of the week walked back and forth, forming a mysterious ring, emitting a strange suction.

A little more than a few seconds after paying the dowry, I felt that the infuriating body in my body had a feeling of going away.

She immediately bowed her head and wondered: "Master, is this the martial arts of the martyrdom?"

Zhao Yingxuan nodded and showed a happy color in his eyes: "After reading the martial arts cheats of my illusion, I was able to get through so quickly and even make improvements. It is really a martial art qualification that is difficult to meet."

During this time, she was only slightly pointed out by Fang Xingjian. From Fang Xingjian to the essence, she has an insight into the microscopic realm. Her martial arts cultivation is naturally a thousand miles away. The martial art of a magical rotation has reached the realm of invisible and innocent.

Every power can play a very important role. The ability to use force is even more profound.

"Master." Fu Daxian curiously said: "Do you say that your Majesty will be the rumored martial artist?"

"Is it a martial artist?" Zhao Yingxi hesitated. The legendary martial artists are all military qualifiers. They are not only a matter of qualification. It is said that their martial arts are heavenly, even if no one can give advice, they can learn. Countless magical skills.

"Possibly." Zhao Yingxuan also has some doubts. After all, with the age of Fang Xuan, reaching this realm, it seems that only the Tianwuwu can explain.

She looked at the direction of the mountain in the distance, and there was a faint color in her eyes. The other side seemed to have some insight into the inheritance of the emperor. From three days ago, she announced a retreat, prohibiting anyone from approaching the summit.

"Well, don't discuss your sire in the back." Zhao Yingxuan touched and said the head of the sect. "Come, Xianer, you have been with the teacher for a few tricks. I just passed on the improvement of my majesty, and the court is using the people. In the meantime, if you can't come out, look at yourself."

"The disciples obeyed." Fudaoxian nodded, and the next moment had already run the power. The whole person flew out in a fluttering manner, and the long sleeves in his hands fell like a stream of clouds toward the other side. 8