If a mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals.

The water is not deep, but the dragon will be spiritual.

Dangyang Mountain is not among the famous mountains and rivers. It is unknown in the Central Plains, and it is only slightly famous in the local area. However, at this moment, this mountain is famous all over the world, and everyone in the world knows it.

This place is where the head of Qingyun is arguing with the beasts and monsters.

On the third day of the eighth month, at the top of the sun, life and death will be fought!

Now it has entered the midsummer of July, and the August period is approaching. Dangyang Mountain has changed its past peace. Now many monks are entrenched in Dangyang Mountain.

Cough cough cough!!!!!!!!!

The continuous cough sounded, and the Poison God's face turned gray. He held a snow-white handkerchief in his right hand and gently covered his mouth.

It took him a long time to take down the handkerchief. The white handkerchief was decorated with blood. He calmly put away his handkerchief, and his scattered hair kept swaying with the wind.

His eyes were dim and light, no longer as sharp as before, his body seemed to have been drained from his blood and his waist could not be straightened, and he was leaning on a green wooden stick in his left hand.

The dim sky shines, and a silver-white dragon flashes away with its teeth and claws.

Then a roar sounded.

Wow!!!!!!!!!!

The rain has grown from small to large, and soon the world has turned into a gray area. The sound of drizzle is everywhere, covering the towering mountains in a mist, making it look hazy and mysterious.

The poisonous god let the rain fall, and his floating hair becomes wet. The rain slowly dripped from his forehead along the bridge of his nose. His loose brocade robe was not even moist, and the rain evaporated as soon as it fell.

"Dangyang Mountain is not a place to rush, but it is close to the place where beasts and monsters are raging. Yang Qifeng chose to fight here, and he also cared about the people of the world and was admired in his heart."

"I don't tell you if I come to Dangyang Mountain," a thick voice sounded, and the ghost king walked towards him in a stairs. He stood beside the poison god, and the rain broke and separated automatically, and no drop of rain fell.

"How could I miss the battle between Qingyun Yang Qifeng and the beast monster?" The tone of the poisonous god was filled with hatred. He stared at Dangyang Mountain in front of him with bright eyes, which was hazy in the rain.

"Yang Qifeng is Ziwei Linfan. We have seen it nine years ago. The four of us joined forces and were not sure to deal with it. We are the number one person in the world."

"If someone in the world can deal with beast monsters, then it must be Yang Qifeng,"

"Brother said it right. I won't forget it when Qingyun fought that day. I know my strength is low, but my brother and Yu Yangzi Dao brother are both my great masters of the Holy Sect. Even if they fight Daoxuan, they will not lose. But they have no chance of winning against Yang Qifeng."

"At that time, Yang Qifeng was only fourteen years old. Now nine years have passed, I believe his strength will go further. No one in the world is his opponent anymore."

"Our Holy Church has successively attacked all directions and constantly destroyed all sects. Isn't it necessary to accumulate strength and intend to protect myself?"

The Ghost King's tone was solemn. He thought of the glorious and arrogant star scene in Qingyun's battle, and asked the four of them to join forces to prevent it from being counteracted. His face couldn't help but look ugly.

"This time the birth of the beast monster is a good thing for my Holy Sect. Yang Qifeng is already in great difficulty. The birth of the beast monster and he is both defeated. It is really a blessing for my Holy Sect," a soft voice sounded, and the San Miao Fairy moved the lotus steps, and she walked slowly.

She looked cold and had a holy temperament, just like a fairy above the nine heavens.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the poisonous god, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The poisonous god in front of her was not as beautiful as she saw the last time she saw it. Her eyes were relatively turbid, and she no longer had the shrewdness of the past. The defeated qi and blood told the world that he had not lived long.

The sect was destroyed and the disciples died tragically, but they were all alone. Such a blow was undoubtedly fatal, and the spirit of the poisonous god had been taken away.

The old master of the Holy Church who made her afraid of in the past is no longer threatening, and this is the impermanence of the world.

No wonder the ghost king who has always regarded the poison god as the enemy, not only has not taken persecution, but has been treated with the poison god more than politely, but has given him great respect because the poison god no longer has any threat.

"The right way is all hypocrites who always act hypocritical, but they have a little bit of goodness, that is, when they encounter this world-destroying disaster, they must stand up first."

Yu Yangzi's temples are white. He is under great pressure in recent years. Qingyun's battle with Changshengtang suffers serious losses.

The four sects of the Demon Sect have gathered together now, no, it should be said that they are three sects.

"Otherwise, it's just false benevolence and false righteousness, why dare to regard yourself as the right way?"

"The beast monster is here!" The words of the poisonous god's hatred sounded. When he was a teenager, he was very energetic and was the best among the sects. In middle age, he was in charge of a sect and was rampant, treating the world like grass.

A hundred years ago, the Holy Church attacked Qingyun, and it was under his leadership.

He was defeated in this battle.

He is the only leader of the four sects of the Holy Church. Since then, he has changed his nature and is no longer fighting for the first place. But this is not because he has lost his spirit, but because he knows that he can only plan and move later, just like a poisonous snake, which will hide his traces before launching an attack.

Hiding in the darkness, only when people are unprepared will launch an attack and attack with a fatal blow.

It is hard to guard against, and this is why the poisonous snake is frightened by the news. But he knew that he had already exhausted himself, and the one who supported him to survive was to see the beast demon in front of him die.

In the distance, there was a dark and dark sky. Although the drizzle blocked the view, who was not a famous figure in the world, how could he be disturbed by this?

A low roar came from all directions, and more and more strange beasts in southern Xinjiang gathered, and some monsters kept roaring at the sky.

There were six and seven of them mixed in the beast group, which were particularly huge, far surpassing the monsters around them. They were standing in the beast group and roaring in the head. The beasts around seemed particularly afraid of them.

The beast group was like the water of the Yangtze River, eroding in a vast way. They occupied the vision ahead, and were densely filled with all kinds of wild beasts.

Everyone looked shocked. Even though they were all heroes of a generation, the beasts that stretched to the sky were completely out of bounds. How could they not be afraid?

This is not an ordinary beast, and no matter how many of it there are, it will not pose a threat to them. The group of beasts has mutated and knows simple spells. In conjunction with the barbarians of the 100,000 mountains in the southern border, the power it exerts is not as simple as 1+1.

It was the deepest part of the beast monster group. Among the black and strange beasts, under the lightning in the sky, an oil cloth umbrella suddenly appeared. A few peach blossoms were painted on the blue umbrella, floating gently in the wind and rain.

A wooden stick was tied to the handle of the umbrella, which was lengthened and inserted between a rock. Under the umbrella, there was a young man in gorgeous silk clothes, holding a wine pot and a glass of wine in his hand, pouring himself on his own.

He put down the wine glass in his hand and stared at Dangyang Mountain. He said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!