"Although I do n’t know the way of governing the country, the one can be based on the place of the six states at the age of twenty.
"This sentence can let the Confucian masters hear."
Zi Guizi listened to a silent sigh. In fact, just looking at this Gan Tianshan City, the ability of that national owner must not be underestimated.
The night demon is strong, he knows it anymore. Even if it is just a residual army, it can destroy a small world.
The Qian Tianshan can compete with it for several months, and it is even more amazing to defeat it. It is indeed amazing.
"It is difficult to say with this Dan Tian Mountain in the same water and fire! Wuxuezi is hard to blame! Revenge, short eyes, not matched as the master of the realm-"
A cold hum, with a little dissatisfaction. Zi Guizi then frowned again and looked at the distance.
I saw a magnificent figure at the corner of the street, and I was watching here.
The height of the height, the bear waist tiger back, like a mountain, standing there.
In Qiantian City, there are many muscles, Wu Xiu, who is tall. This one in front of him is not conspicuous in the crowd. In fact, it is not conspicuous.
Zi Guizi had noticed this person for the first time. First of all, the killing intention appeared, and then it was closed.
"The sea of the Yuanshi Magic, Qingming, this old opponent, it seems back."
That Zi Guizi said that at this point, the corners of the lips were slightly picked: "I heard that the Yuan Shi Mozong had two disciples a few years ago, and the meteorum was near the third dragon hall, and he always suspected that it was the Zongshu. Jun Jun, I am afraid that most of them are also for the monster of the demon king. "
Xiongkui in the distance seemed to have no intention of staying more. After looking at them coldly, he turned around. There was a smile on the face, which meant deep and cruel.
"It's about this! I haven't seen me two hundred years. This person's cultivation is increasingly unpredictable."
Qingming slightly shot his head, his eyes flickered: "It's just joining with the Magic Sect, it's really appropriate?"
"How to talk about it? Just fight each."
Zi Guizi shook his head disagreeable. Then he was slightly curious: "The first demon king of the world's kendo, the first person in Fu Dao three hundred years ago, and the third magic road. Is it strong and weak? Can the Shou, can you cope with the joining of several people and me? "
"How dare you compare with him?"
Qingming laughed and laughed with a little self -deprecation: "When I was in the cloud world, I was far from his momentum. I was so strong that the heroes were invincible. Can't do it. Only the three hundred years of hard work outside the domain can be dependent on the three hundred years of hard work. It can be dependent on. But even if it is more than 300 years old, there are still too much grasp. This person is in the east. It has chased the fairyland directly. And you and me are limited by this cloud world.
"Because of this, you need you and me to come back! Instead of other brothers, in front of you, I am afraid that there is no power to compete. In fact, there is no need to worry too much. Zong Zhili. But at this time, the strength that the Yunjie can call is all out of the nest- "
As he said that, the two suddenly looked at the east, and the brows were all picky: "Is it underworld?"
After looking at it. Zi Guizi is the cold and disaster: "The dead door opened, when the nine -yin and underworld daughter in the east side fell into the world. If it cannot be blocked, the blood is thousands of miles. From the beginning of the tide, it has been in recent days. This is the door to help me! "
Then his mind moved. In the distance, he saw countless soldiers coming in waves.
More than a dozen strands of fairly tyrannical thoughts are passing through here one after another.
"It turns out that there are still people in this world who know about me, Zi Guizi!"
After laughing several times, Zi Guizi took a step and disappeared.
Qingming shook his head slightly. At first, he felt that it would be best not to use his real name.
That's okay! It's not necessarily a bad thing to scare the enemy.
If you can alert Zong Shou, that would be the best. If not, it would also be good to make the garrison garrison here suspicious.
No matter how wise a person is, as long as they feel danger, feel pressure, and become anxious, they may make mistakes——
With a sharp light in his eyes, Qingming also dodged and left the place right after Na Zigui.
When the thousands of soldiers arrived, several people here had disappeared.
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It only took Zong Shou three days to control the Demon-Eliminating God Shuttle and fly to the sky above the Demonic Corpse Mountain.
The mist here has spread beyond the Blood Valley and enveloped the area for thousands of miles.
And the Yin Ming Death Qi is no less impressive. Half of the mountain range is covered by it.
Although Zong Shou had been prepared for a long time and deployed heavy troops in Yunsheng City, he could not get close at all.
Looking down, Zong Shou suddenly felt a little sad as he thought about a few years ago.
And not long after he arrived here, the original Lord of Yunsheng City, Xu Zhengyuan, one of the only governors of Qiantian Mountain at this time, also flew over from a distance.
Just half a year ago, this person also broke through the seventh level and was able to fly in the air.
At this moment, Zong Shou stood behind him, his face full of sadness.
"Three days ago, the power of the underworld here suddenly broke out. I don't know why--"
Then he bowed and said: "I am guilty. I am afraid that the changes in this place will be a sign of the resurrection of the underworld girl, so I have taken it upon myself to evacuate all the people three thousand miles around this place. But looking at the situation, I am afraid it is already too late."
"
"When things are urgent, follow the authority. It's the one who loves you who should be grateful. How can you blame me?"
Zong Shou nodded slightly and looked at the place where Gong Xinran was buried.
Although the place was filled with mist, it could not block his spiritual vision.
Everything there was just like when he buried Gong Xinran. Except for the shocking dark red blood stain on the tombstone.
Under the remote sensing ground, there are eighty-one Yin veins gathered here.
The tomb is like an extremely powerful heart. And these Yin veins are like blood vessels. They are swallowing up the death force of Yin and Darkness between heaven and earth in an orderly manner.
And if you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the sound of heartbeats inside the tomb.
At first it was vague, but if you listened for a long time, it gradually started to vibrate. It was like beating a drum, shaking the mind.
Zong Shou suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his forehead. Looking at this situation, Gong Xinran was really about to be born.
Sure enough, as Jin Buhui said, this is no ordinary Jiuyin Mingnu's arrival.
Looking at Gong Xinran's tomb, it is obvious that the two worlds of life and death are about to be completely connected.
"Have you sent anyone in recently to take a look? Has anything unusual happened in the past few days?"
"Don't be lazy every day!"
Xu Zhengyuan frowned: "It has always been the case, but three days ago, this dark power suddenly broke out. At this time, those under the third level were instantly killed. The fourth level innate can only be exposed to it for a moment. Even the minister
, I don’t dare to go deep. I really don’t know what is going on inside—”
Zong Shou frowned into a Sichuan character, and then stretched out.
"You can pass the lonely order, let the surrounding garrisons all withdrawn."
The power here has been stagnant for several years, and it is too prosperous. Ordinary people are approaching at all, and naturally they can't get into it.
Stay here, it can only be sent to death.
Only above the fifth level can there be no.
At this time, the bloody rider was still in Huizhou. In the city of Qiantian Mountain, there were only a thousand blood cloud knights, plus two thousand mysterious fox iron riders.
These two elites need to be suppressed in Qiantian Mountain City to prevent the strong of the clan.
This time, it was a little caught off guard.
Speaking of this sentence, Zong Shou left the virtual politics and stepped into the fog alone.
The power of death in this fog is extremely prosperous. Even if it is not used as an ordinary person, it is immediately turned into a dead bone. If it is dull for a long time, it will need to lose a certain life.
Zong Shou was accustomed to this, but he didn't care about it in the fog.
Mastering the death of the dead sword, he has experienced the more than a dozen times stronger than this, and he has experienced it. He is not afraid of this place.
Within thousands of miles of the Magic Mountains, there are no living spirits. Even the grass and trees are dead.
Above the ground, it is covered with a thin layer of ice.
There are countless sights around, peeking away from a distance.
Looking at it at a glance, it's all beating.
Although there are no villagers, there are many dead things. Most of them are rotten beast corpses, and there are some Moriyuka bones.
However, it may be the Zhou Dynasty, and the birds and beasts are extinct. Zong Shou has a precautions early, and the relationship between the blockade here.
These dead things are extremely low, and they cannot be threatened. And before Zong Shou, before the tombstone, there was no dead thing, dare to provoke him.
Most of these beasts have no wisdom. However, they can judge strength and weakness. With the strong horizontal pressure dispersed from Zong Shou, they can make them fear.
Looking at the monument, the scholar Gong Xinran's bloody word. Zong Shou's mind was a while.
——This is the person he loved in the past.
I used to think that I was talking about the autumn. Although I was poor Gongxin's encounter, I didn't feel much about this woman.
It's just that at this time, he already knows his original original.
The so -called talking about autumn is just that Zong Weihuang gathered his soul, and borrowed the power of the world's pole World Book to invest another "Zong Shou" that was reincarnated after thousands of years.
Thinking about the past in the Linhai Academy, in the eyes of Zong Shou, it was all the colors.
Immediately, he woke up again.
Even if this Gong Xinran can wake up, it will never be the school sister who is gentle and considerate to him.
He Zongshou was no longer the green boy. The state of mind was even more impossible. Before returning to several years.
After sighing, Zong Shouling was able to pay attention to his eyes and looked at the tomb.
But I ca n’t see the unwilling figure of Gong, I can only see the faint mist in the tomb.
Just as Zong Shou's spiritual thoughts, you want to wear this Yinwang hole. In the tomb of that stone, there is a cold -to -hearted thought, and it is deep into the depths of his soul like a cone.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and retracted his gaze. He also thoroughly shown this wave of divine thoughts.
Then stood in place, silent.
Is the spiritual thought, is Gong Xinran?
Cold cold and cold, full of meaning, unswerving people- ——