Qingliang Mountain, top of the mountain.

Dazhuguo lay on the recliner, swaying gently on his left leg to his right leg.

The rocking chair swayed gently, and a creaking sound came.

Control the amplitude of the shaking movement, and the sound sounds quite rhythmic.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the Tingchao Lake below.

Today, Dazhuguo also learned from the world's number one playboy, with fruit and snacks in hand, holding a priceless red mud teapot, warming the wine, and slowly enjoying the upcoming war.

The adopted son Yuan Zuozong, holding a weapon in his hand, guarding the side.

Xu Xiao drank a sip of green ant wine and asked softly: "Have you seen the tricks just now? Compared with the two, how many moves can you block by yourself?"

"Entertainment Father, I want to give it a try?"

Naturally, Dazhuguo would not agree to his adopted son and disrupt His Royal Highness's plan.

The bruises on his face had not completely subsided, and he didn't want the old injury to recur.

Tingchao Pavilion, the second floor, the corridor.

The white fox's face was placed on his waist and the embroidered winter knife suddenly thrust into the scabbard.

Spring thunder enters the sheath.

At such a critical moment of retreat, he broke his internal breath and forced his way out.

Because of this battle, I have to watch it.

He also wanted to know what level the prince, who was experiencing his realm and hiding deeply, had reached its peak in martial arts.

However, he had already tried twice, but all of them returned in vain.

Today is a great opportunity, so we must look carefully.

On the top floor, Li Yishan, who had never appeared in decades, also walked out of the attic and appeared on the corridor.

Standing with your hands behind your back, ready to watch this rare battle in ten years.

I haven't come out for a long time, and I can't stand the fanaticism of the sun.

Cover your eyes with your hands, spread out slowly for a long time, little by little.

Re-adapting to this new environment requires a process.

He stroked his hand and said to himself: "Chu Kuangnu..."

湖面之上,老魁根本不在意还剩下的四个守阁奴,如今天下,纵观五湖四海,他已少有敌手.

Very few people can attract his attention.

Double swords and double chains, just stand on the lake like this.

Such light skills are slightly better than floating on the iron palm.

With his two swords on his waist, he roared at the attic: "Li Yishan, Huang Laojiu, come out and die!"

Xu Fengnian was stunned and looked at Lao Huang beside him and said in surprise: "Huang Laojiu? Lao Huang, is he calling you?"

Old Huang put away his sloppy appearance, his smile disappeared, and he just gently stroked his wooden box and gently pulled away the wrapped rag strip.

At that moment, Xu Fengnian looked at the broken wooden box and suddenly felt a sense of lingering fear.

At this time, after a long silence, Xu Qianqiu finally spoke again and repeated the words just now:

"Bluebird, look carefully!"

"Yes, young master!"

I didn't see how His Royal Highness acted. In a blink of an eye, the person had already reached mid-air on the lake and looked down.

"Senior, I've eaten roast chicken and roasted suckling pig for so many years. Today, I'll take me a shot!"

"Boy, although you have given me some cooked food for many years and released me again today, Xu Xiao, Li Yishan, Jian Jiuhuang and the other three imprisoned me at the bottom of the lake, and the sun was dark. At most, I would not kill you. Don't think I will serve you for your life and repay you.

Today I have escaped from the trap, and I have both swords in my hands. I have it all in the world, and no one can stop me, hahahahahaha..."

"Senior, it's not too late to laugh after the fight!

After saying that, Xu Qianqiu's right hand was closed together and pointed to the sky. His voice was inexplicably majestic to the sky, as if he was in the sky, and said:

"There is thunder in the sky, and there is a gun. I want to eat the world. Senior, please give me advice!"

"The gun is coming!"

A gun came, and the sound went straight into the sky.

The clouds and mist rolled, and the thunder sounded.

In an instant, the sun was scorching, and suddenly dark clouds covered the sun.

Purple lightning gradually gathered and rotated in the direction of your fingers.

At this moment, it seems as if time is still, the air stops circulating, and it is difficult to breathe.

It started to rain.

Drop by drop, hitting people, irritating.

In Qingliang Mountain, the priceless red mud teapot in Dazhu Kingdom's hands had rolled on the ground and broke, and it is still unknown.

He stood up suddenly, his body straight.

The long halberd weapon in Yuan Zuozong's hand was trembling constantly, as if he was about to escape.

Tingchao Pavilion, on the second floor, the white fox faces and waist are both swords, and they are unsheathed and are about to fly away.

If Nangong Pushe had not responded quickly and seized it in time, he would not have flew into the air.

Under the vortex, the pressure became stronger and stronger.

The four guards suddenly knelt on one knee.

Use your power to protect your body, retreat quickly, break away from the central area of ​​the vortex, and breathe fresh air in large mouthfuls.

"What kind of rain is like? Why is it so numb to your body? Lao Huang, hold an umbrella!" The second prince jumped on the spot, but had no choice but to hide in the pavilion.

Looking at the sky, standing with your hands behind your back, one hand, two fingers together, one finger towards the sky, thunder rolling, and heavy rain poured down.

"So hesitant, I would have practiced martial arts if I had known I would have practiced martial arts too!" The second prince sighed so much.

At this moment, no one noticed that it was located at the bottom of Tingchao Pavilion, a thousand meters underground.

In a death row somewhere.

A sloppy old man with broken arms, covered in lice, suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the ground, and looked up at the sky.

But I can't see anything.

He just stood upright, his eyes solemn.

Broken arm sleeves, automatic without wind.

In the black prison, there were thatchs flying and demons dancing.

On the ground and under the eaves, Lao Huang and the second prince squeezed together, but hugged the broken wooden box in their arms tightly.

He was ridiculed by the second prince, and as for the hug so tightly, he would not fly away.

So Lao Huang grinned, put the wooden box on the ground, and sat on it.

Xu Fengnian originally planned to sit in a corner, but for some reason, he felt a little scared about the broken wooden box, so he decided to stand.

Within a few breaths, the thunder clouds became stronger and stronger in the sky.

The roar was deafening, and the sky collapsed, as if it was the next moment.

Finally, where the purple thunder gathered, a bloody evil thing slowly appeared in the vortex.

The Nine Sky Devouring Spear has been nurtured for thirteen years and is finally born.

The spear is blood-red all over, as if it is soaked in a blood pool for 90,000 years, and is rendered into the bones, so that it can have the momentum of blood evil.

A blood dragon was wrapped around the spear.

From the handle, it extends to the gun attack.

Its divine power seems to be able to survive at any time.

In the lake, the water column turns into a dragon, soaring into the sky, hovering in the sky.

hold head high!

A dragon roar resounded through the sky and spread to the three states.

At this moment, the entire three states of Northern Liang have 100,000, million, million, billions...

Countless eyes were all turned to the place where the Northern Liang Palace was located.

The sound of the dragon roar?

what does that mean?

It won't take long to spread the news around the world.

This is the real dragon vein in Beiliang...?

The distant Liyang Palace and Tianjian Temple.

"Ziwei Star moves north, go and notify Your Majesty!"
Chapter completed!