Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“The late generation Zijie Sword Sect Ling Lanyin, the generational master Tian Qingzi greeted the Black Moon honored people. The master said that since we met at Dining Xia Feng and the senior generation 20 years ago, Taken Sword theory, the benefits have been tremendous. Over the past 20 years, I have often remembered, I hope that the senior generation will go to Zijie Sword Sect, so that they can understand the wind of the master witch south! ”

Ling Lan went deep into the end and made a big gift.

Dark Moon honored smile slightly, the voice is gentle and thick, there is no half southwest witchy accent, such as Qingxi Mountain, pleasant ear: “Ling Xiaoyu, please get up, you are the youngest Jindan swordsman in Purple Jianzong for centuries, famous, even I have lived in the southwest for a long time, is often heard! ”

“Swordsman, King of the Hundred Soldiers, Ziji Sword Sect, and Lord of the Swords of the World, I have long had the heart to go to the gui pie to nag, but it has always been customary, unable to break apart, and please forgive Master Tian Qingzi! ”

“Heard...”

He lowered his voice slightly and said, "Now the winds and clouds of the North are gathering, master clouds, want to recreate the events of the millennium ago, do a battle sword, decide the lucky congress of the world! Although I am a wildling who grew up in a place of witchcraft and smoke, I also have a heart to watch the weather under the sky. Unfortunately, I am not familiar with the land of Nakahara. I can't say that I will ask your generation to introduce me! ”

This phrase has a deep meaning, carefully flickering, hiding the meaning of standing on the side of the real world, even alliance with the Purple Sword Sect.

Ling Lan was overjoyed and offered a gift. He was about to speak, but the Dark Moon venerated waved his hand with a smile and turned to Ling Shou-jing: “Lord Ling. ”

Ling Shoujing is also a Brother of Knightan, but he is a second class member of the court. This time, he came as a Great Dry Angel, not as a practitioner.

Yes, Ling Shou-jing had to wait for the Dark Moon honored to greet him first, so that he could see the salute.

“Lord Ling, you've seen the situation. ”

"Thirty years ago, I swam the ocean, and saw the vast riches of the dry land and the unpredictable depths of the Zhongyuan repair realm. Our five paths in the southern part of Witch are remote, the smoke is thin, the people's wisdom is not open, and in front of the dry, it is just a small piece of dust, just a sneeze, and disappear without a trace! ”

“As far as I'm concerned, it's a thousand people who don't dare to be enemies of the Great Dry, willing to be the Great Dry Southwest Barrier forever, forever entrenching the Witchland River. ”

“However, although the Great Drone is powerful, the Phantom Ghost Qin is not weak. Over the years, the Phantom Cloud Brothers have been appearing in the Wizard South, forcing our tribes to lure us into profit, soft and hard. A very few tribes can't resist each other's erosion and intimidation, turning to the Ghost Qin side, I can't help it! ”

“I have also been to these tribal entertainers to ask for sins, but I have nothing to say when they say it backwards! ”

“People say that they are all effective Shunzhen people, they didn't want to be transferred to the Qin side of the ghost either. However, if there is a slight disobedience, the Qin people will have to kill and kill, and the Wang Master is too long, no sign of them, so you can't always watch your own people get killed? ”

“Although I am a Yuan Baby, I am lonely. The ghost Brother Qin came together in groups and fought in open fire. How can I protect the Hundreds of Witches by myself? ”

“Yes, what happened today will only make such a scene. I can only persuade the brothers of fire and blameless temporarily to leave the army. When Wang Master Tianjun arrives, he presides over justice, shame, shame! ”

“Anyway, don't worry, Lord Ling, the vast majority of the Hundreds of Witches still admire Wang Hua and turn to the imperial court. It is only the vulgarity of Qin the ghost that has to be swallowed up. It is nothing but falsehood and serpentinity! ”

“We can completely suppress the ghost Brother Qin only three days later on the Black Stone Ring. Below ourselves, the Witchcraft Hundreds are still resolutely on the side of the court! ”

Those who are honored by the Black Moon, and powerful people, are telling the big truth.

Anyway, Wu Nan Wu Road is just a small egg, the big dry and ghost Qin two hard rocks, none of them can provoke, so I had to ask the two “hard rocks” to split up first.

It seems that in order to prove the “helplessness" of the honored Black Moon, his voice did not go down. Dozens of witchcraft monks and three ghostly Qin wolves rode out of the opposite fireless camp. He turned into an arrow and rushed straight towards the direction of enlisting the army, but stopped at their arrow place, Yao Wuyanwei, roaring loudly, and completely failed to see the court Tianwei.

Dark Moon venerator looked helplessly at Ling Shouxiang: “Although I have a little fame in Witchnam, these raw, barbaric, untamed guys really infarct my neck and don't listen to me, I can't kill the past, kill a bloody river, won't the chicken dog stay? ”

Ling Shouxiang looked back at his family Ding “Xuan Tiger Iron Guard” and said: “Fang Dazhong, Zuo Qianjun, cut off a few ghosts Qin's head back! ”

The so-called Jiading is not a housekeeper who pours flowers and sweeps the floor at home, but cultivates from a young age and throws out heavy gold. He only knows the Ling family, and he doesn't know the noble dead of heaven.

There are several shady, spiritual pioneers coming out of nowadays, and the blood-stained warrior knife sounds a hungry tiger whistle in the sheath.

Li Yao was hiding in the crowd to watch the show. He couldn't help but notice that many of the old oil strips of the witchcraft monks were making noise. They were foolish enough to go out and do a scene first.

It seems that many of the witchcraft monks on this side and the witchcraft monks rushing out there have deep contradictions, but they want to borrow a knife to kill people, and then they fall across the face.

Li Yaoxin scolded him and couldn't help but kick Mundo and Gusteau's feet.

A heart tortoise could not shrink, but when he appeared on the cliff, he created the image of "developed limbs, simple mind”.

Most of the witchcraft monks smiled at him, sweeping at him with respect, Ling Lan Yin, the Black Moon Honor and the unobtrusive eye of fire.

He also had to stiffen his scalp, “Wow," he exclaimed, prompting a giant python under his crotch, and with dozens of other hard-working wizard monks, and a bunch of Xuanhui Iron Guards rushed out together.

Two black-pressed, chaotic, oddly shaped, lawless armies collided.

Yet Li Yao deliberately found three ghost Qin wolf riders.

Coming all the time, he will naturally take the opportunity to test the ghost Qin man's Jin Er.

“Huh!”

Three fast knives hallucinated a knife four or five meters long, swept over his head and severed several of his hair.

Ghost Qin people refined war knife is good, at least can help their spirits rush out of the body four or five meters without breaking apart, is a fairly high standard of ancient magic treasure.

Even more surprising to Li Yao is their mount, the demonic beast known as the Dragon Wolf.

This demonic beast combines the impact of the horse with the brutality of the hungry wolf, and hidden a hint of pressure from the dragon. Even when he saw Li Yaocheng's giant python, he was not afraid. Instead, he opened his blood-bottom mouth and bite it hard at the head of the giant python.

“Pretty advanced demonic beasts have hidden a few shadows of biological and chemical warfare beasts. Don't know if it is the biochemical technology developed by the Ghost Qin people themselves or whether it has been biochemical heritage in the flood age? ”

Li Yao flashed once again a battle knife cut, and the giant python slammed his head hard, smashing one of the other knights into a dagger and running while he had the chance.

“Heh! Heh!” [sic]

A few arrows surrounded by powerful spiritual energy, powerful as crystal stone bullets swept past him, exploded around his left and right, blowing him up with a grey face.

Many witchcraft monks made a funny laugh.

Ling Shou-Jing, Lin Lanyin, the Fire, and the Dark Moon honored are the ones who are bright in sight.

“The power here is pretty good. ”

Ling Shouzheng said to those who honor the Black Moon.

“It's good. ”

The Black Moon honored smiled, wondering what he was thinking.

At different times, a series of screams broke out on the battlefield and finally saw human life.

Each side cut off several of the other's heads and gradually disengaged from each other.

Because the three ghosts Qin Wolves wasted too much time riding Li Yao, Xuanhu Tiebei was able to open the killing ring. Although the ghost Qin's head was not cut off, one of them killed several witchcraft monks, and returned full of them. At once, he started a line of praise, and the will broke out.

“Tomorrow, just in front of the battle, we will hold a seal festival. The seal of the official book will seal the southwestern barrier for me and guard the river mountain forever! ”

Ling Shouzheng did not hesitate to fire, not wait for the fire to be thankful for the zero, the sharp eyes shot at the opposite camp again, the sound contained spiritual energy, shaking the square number of miles, “Heavenly Dynasty army has arrived, day after day, there will be strong support, three days later in the hundred victories, decided to call those snake worm ants who did not accept the king, unified into powder! ”

At one point, the fire no taboo camp cheered the sparrows, while the fire no blame camp was silent and morale fell to the extreme.

The honored Black Moon closed his eyes and silently observed the spirituality of Ling Shouxiang and others, as well as Xuanhui Tieguan's army, wondering what he was thinking.

Li Yao, meanwhile, squatted to his side with a gray face, coldly measuring him, moved his heart and seemed to smell a little conspiracy.

Night.

Outside of Fire Rue Castle, Ling Shouzheng's army has set up a fluctuating camp tent.

The Xuan Tiger Iron Guard and the local barbarians, under the fire of the bear camp, enjoy a feast of fire, washing the wind and dust for Master Wang, on the one hand, and the loyal and courageous warrior who slaughtered during the day.

Burn the pig! Wildfire, exotic barbarian girl singing and dancing!

The atmosphere reached its peak.

“Wow! Wow!”

After three tours, the dishes tasted red. When the blood boiled, the strong man in Xuan Tiger's iron guard lifted up dozens of heavy wooden boxes, broke the iron lock with an axe, kicked down one foot, and countless pieces of gold and silver jewellery, crystal stone spirit ore, and celestial treasure scattered from inside.

Five colors of light, a powerful treasure, which straightens the eyes of all witchcraft monks and almost stops the heartbeat.

“You are all my loyal martyrs, don't have to say anything else! ”

Ling Shouxiang brought several spirits from Zhonghua to his belly. The temperament is completely different from that of the day. It is full of the suicide of the horizontal sandbox. It is like a big tiger standing up.

He sighed and drank, “These crystals, pharmacopoeia, Lindane, magic medicine, and all sorts of magical secrets. Since we have reached Witchnam not far away, we never thought of carrying them back! ”

“In three days' time, the hundred winners will be ready to participate. We Xuanhui Iron Guard have 100 people, and the remaining 200 warriors will be chosen from among you! ”

“Starting tomorrow, select the 200 strongest warriors among you. All the crystals, magic treasures, and kung fu in front of you will be divided between them! ”

“It's just a reward before the war. ”

“When you perform well in the Battle of the Hundred, there will be many more rewards! ”

“Though you were born in the smoky land of the Wicked South, you are all my dry double-statesmen. As long as you are loyal to the Great Gang, the Great Gang will not harm you! ”