The great Yang Shen realm demon was looking at her numbly, with two bare wings covering her lower abdomen.
"Nanzhu, the King of Taihang Mountain, personally congratulates..." She held the somewhat funny carrot and muttered softly.
There are extraordinary restrictions on this carrot.
But it was nothing to her, but the content made her frown slightly.
"You came to Daxinganling to deliver a message to your king?"
The big demon kept nodding his head.
"What happened to the seventy-ninth wife?" the woman asked again,
The cold wind of late winter blew by, outlining the tall curves under the white clothes, mature and attractive, but as straight as a sharp knife.
The woman's face is even more beautiful than the Taihang landscape, and the gentleness on her face is like melting the ice and snow in the mountains.
The big demon stared blankly for a moment. He swore that the seventy-eight wives he had found were not as good-looking as the one in front of him. But unfortunately, no matter how good-looking he was, he would still be his seventy-ninth wife.
Rabbit always mocked him as a contradictory bird.
Originally, An An was so relieved that he just wanted to have some love and affection, but it was fake. This was the most serious conflict between him and Rabbit. What is a seed bird? Ah? What is a seed bird? Translate, what is a seed bird? He has seven feelings for him.
The eighteen wives have absolutely no other intentions, and they are not the wives who were burned, killed, and robbed. Can the things that you and I agree on be called a kind of bird?
The big demon said sternly.
"There are seventy-eight lovely wives in our family. If you are willing, beauty, you will naturally be the seventy-ninth."
It happened that the woman had finished reading the message, and the last paragraph said that I hope you can kill this messenger for me. Daxinganling does not need a self-contradictory lovebird. She signed it to the owner of Daxinganling, "Qingyan".
Qingyan? Is the king of Daxinganling named Qingyan?
"You go back, I'll deliver this letter."
"Isn't this bad?" The naked and fierce bird was suspicious.
The woman shook the end of the letter. "You can die if you want."
The big demon cursed.
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The sword clanked.
The twilight and dim light intertwined, cutting off the heads of pitch-black creatures.
The void rippled and blocked the whole body, the heavy snow froze the living body, the black and white chaos deprived the connection with the palace, and the lava rolled and collapsed the spine and limbs.
Finally, a sword kills the owl.
The living spirit is destroyed, and the flexible and solid body gradually becomes an illusion.
Sixteen ancient swords roared to catch the gradually illusory living beings of destruction, and the dark purple glow filled the air. Li Xi'an fulfilled his original words and tore them into pieces. The golden fire burned and extinguished the black mist.
Dozens of golden lightning bolts fell from the sky and fell to the ground. But they were bounced away, and when the two collided, they vibrated like gold and iron.
The kings guarded this land, and it was impossible to dig into the mud. Every flower and tree was as cold as iron.
A ferocious giant claw took the dozens of golden lightning bolts and suspended them in his palm. Li Xi'an stared at these ancient tokens, which were like swords, with patterns engraved on them. Including the one that originally fell, there were seventeen more.
The overlapping domains dispersed, the wind and snow disappeared, and the huge bodies of the kings also disappeared with the wind and snow.
Myolie Chu was nervous like never before.
She silently counted the number of hair strands of the eldest sister closest to her. Her hair was icy blue, similar to the feathers of the ice phoenix. It was so beautiful that she could relieve tension, and at the same time, she could hear the conversation of the five kings below. Isn't it right now?
We know each other, but I'm afraid it will be difficult not to know each other in the future. They sat cross-legged in a circle under the ginkgo tree. Not to mention their appearance, they were very different from each other in their clothes.
"One hundred thousand mountains, mole." This guy is very familiar to Chu Xing'er. Chu Xing'er used to play with his shell every day.
"Qinling, Da Zhiyi." The whole child didn't look much older than Chu Xing'er. In fact, Gingko despised the name Da Zhiyi. Is this even older? But she didn't dare to say anything, after all, she
One slap breaks the world into pieces.
"Himalaya, Ice Phoenix." This is indeed a snowy plateau! It's really high and cold.
"Changbai, Transparent Seat." The white-haired ape has transformed, but not completely. Instead, he is wearing a robe and sitting there cross-legged, like a volcano. When he walks, he is like a volcano, and when he is quiet, he is also like a volcano.
"Taihang, Nanzhu." This Chu Xing'er is familiar with, Xiaolongren!
Listening to the conversation of these kings, Chu Xinger silently followed the words in her heart. She buried this thought very deeply.
She saw with her own eyes that these terrifying guys were hammering to death the unparalleled mythical beasts. They didn't seem to have to put much effort in, just hammering them to death without leaving any dead bodies. Chu Xing'er's heart went crazy when she saw them.
She was embarrassed, so she kept her thoughts to herself, for fear that one of the guys down here would be in a bad mood and slap her to death.
"Everyone, are you interested in going to the Heavenly Palace?" Li Xi'an asked.
He spread his hands, holding five tokens in his hands.
When the Lixia Sword Formation tore apart the living Haechi, every king had the ability to get the falling golden lightning, but they all chose to stop and wait until Li Xi'an took it.
"I need to clarify one thing first." Bingfeng, who was opposite Li Xi'an, said.
She sat cross-legged, with her long slender legs unable to be covered by her large robe. Her hair was not decorated and was allowed to hang down naturally, and her eyes were as clear as ice crystals.
"You and him seem to have noticed the strangeness of that living thing from the beginning. Why? What is that black and unclean thing? The aura it emits can actually make me extremely uncomfortable." Bingfeng asked, with narrow and cold eyes.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked at the tall man next to Li Xi'an.
"Filth." Li Xi'an replied.
The reactions of the other three kings except Zhu surprised Li Xi'an.
They have never come into contact with filth, let alone ancient monks. Ancient monks who know the existence of Old Kyushu are walking around the world, but they have no intersection with each other.
"Filth...I know a little bit." Da Zhiyi nodded.
"I felt a similar aura in the mountains near the west, but I didn't pay attention to it. After all, the current world of Yin and Yang is not balanced. Demons and monsters occasionally appear in unstable spaces to cause harm to the world."
"The same has never happened in Changbai." Tongmingzuo said.
"I just feel that the sky is about to fall, and the stars are falling above the Taihang Mountains. So I go here to protect the spirits of the earth." Tongmingzuo lowered his head slightly.
"It might be a little troublesome for me to explain." Li Xi'an exhaled.
He picked up the carapace that the mole was tossing around.
"Everyone, take a look."
In the eyes, lotus flowers bloomed, outlining the shadows of the past, the evil god of a hundred thousand mountains, the walking emperor, the pale figure that fell on a rainy night, the mountains. The kings watched, silent, and an extremely depressing atmosphere enveloped them.
The screen went out until facing the statue of the God of Heaven.
"That's it." Bingfeng muttered.
"That means our homeland may also be invaded and corrupted?"
"Maybe." Mole shrugged.
"After all, the Taihang Mountains have been reduced to a land infested with demons for two years since the dragon left. Sometimes, we can't hold on."