Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao really couldn't help but say: “Ben is a wildling man. I don't understand what you songs say about turning, but it's really weird to see some of your friends frown bitterly. He looks depressed! Few of you have climbed to the peak of Yuan's infancy. You can't even find too many enemies. If this heaven and earth is really a densely ventilated, turbid wine cylinder, if you don't like it, why don't you stab it directly and smash it completely! ”

“Stab, smash? ”

Qi Zhongdao smiled bitterly, looking at the thick and indelible night, muttered, “You do not understand, this wine cylinder is cast of copper iron, the heavenly coat is seamless, and it is filled with spirits that make people soft and soulful, immersed in it, black can not see half light, how can you stab and smash it? ”

“I know that you came to Nakahara from Witchnam to be famous, to pursue the invincible realm and status of the world, but, heh, even if the world is invincible, so what? We can only go through the rain in this dark, sunless wine cylinder as usual. It's very difficult to get out of the cylinder for half a step! ”

Li Yaosheng said: “Leaving aside the 'four murderers' and the emperor is not counted. The five of us gathered together are almost the five most powerful cultivators in the world. Can't we just stretch our will as we please? ”

Qi Zhongdao shook his hand, curled his index finger, pointing to the noisy Tiger Xiaochengdao in the distance: “If you want to be glorious and rich, all people admire you; or close the door to clean up and climb to the high realm of God, then naturally you can get what you want, everyone will respect you, hold you, serve you, let you taste the feeling of wind and rain! ”

“But if you want to change places and reorganize Drunken, a yuan infancy peak in the district is nothing but a dying little bug in a big wine cylinder! ”

“Nice, all five of us have reached the point of peak creation, ordinary yuan babies are not in our eyes at all, so what? Now there are dozens of dollar babies and hundreds of knots in Tiger Xiaocheng. Even if the five of us join forces, can we fight them so that they can obey our orders and pull out food and resources together? ”

“Even if the five of us are ten times stronger, we can suppress them all together and turn them into powder. What's the use? Specific matters must always be left to specific people to do, then give them the opportunity to put their hands on and off, the new ones, put the bones together for a maximum of three days, not yet another old post! ”

“Besides, who can do something like slaughter dozens of dollar babies and hundreds of knots in one breath? Did you really do it? Isn't that the magic of the monastery, and the whole world of the cultivation? By then, the real world will be unsettled, and the world will continue to fight over it. Is that a good thing? ”

Qi Zhongdao sighed, silencing several world experts.

Master Bitter Cicada read the Buddha, "I didn't expect Qi Shi to see it so clearly. ”

“I've always seen it clearly. ”

Qi Zhongdao pointing drunkenly at the front, “I just never wanted to see it so clearly, until today, I have to admit - there really is no way forward! ”

Several former Baby Peak Brothers looked in the direction of his fingers.

Just between the chaotic heavens and the earth, all the mud washed out by the floods, like an infinite swamp, you can't really see half the way.

Li Yao, Qi Zhongdao, Yan Leaving, Master Bitter Cicada and Xiaoyu Hanziba all stared at the mud with no road.

“Boom! ”

Above the dome, another thunder of boredom struck, dozens of lightning bolts fell, and the wind rose, which was the prelude to another storm.

“Look! ”

Through the lightning, the eyes of the five people suddenly saw, deep in the mud, on the far horizon, a blister connected to a blister, a few little black dots creeping!

Master Bitter Cicada shook the rosary and threw it in the direction of the little black dot creep. The rosary emitted a soft glow in the middle of the sky, like a lighthouse or a torch, reflecting everything below clearly!

Three victims!

Everyone looked and found that the three victims had raised the buoyancy in the mud by placing a door panel over the mud.

Sitting on the door panel is a gray-haired, pale old woman and a middle-aged woman with six armors. Although the old woman is skinny, she is dying. The woman is even more skinny and frightened, as if she were flesh around her body, she is called a rolling belly to suck in!

Even so, two bamboo poles were still held in their hands, unknown to be artemisia, desperately poking in the mud, maintaining balance and controlling direction.

Behind the door panel, in the dirt of chest, there was also a man with five big, three thick, rough and ugly looks, biting his teeth off, causing his strength, pushing the door panel, one shallow foot deep, and flowing in the direction of Tiger Wuqiu City.

They must have seen the light of Tiger Trembling City. Knowing that there is a living hope here, they ignored everything and risked crossing this mud where even the realtors felt they had no way to walk.

Hearing thunder, seeing lightning, knowing the storm was coming, the faces of the three victims were all pale.

If the storm does come, their tiny door panel will certainly have no hope of interrupting the thunderstorm!

I don't know what the woman in her arms said to the strong man, the strong man shouted, the root of her hair was raised, the speed of pushing the door panel suddenly accelerated, trying to push the door panel to safety before the storm.

The speed at which old ladies and ladies wave bamboo poles also accelerates a lot until “click” and the bamboo poles break in the mud!

This is an impossible task.

But the three of them were like unclear about this, pushing, grinding, paddling, as if they had become three numb machines, not even half-air magnifying beads of light, to provoke their half-point reaction.

This scene seemed to turn all five former Baby Peak Brothers into five statues.

Qi Zhongdao is even more obnoxious, red-hearted and ashamed to the extreme.

“Help! ”

Master Bitter Cicada awoke in his first dreams and stood up and plundered the past into three victims.

But he still took a step slower and called Xiaoyu Hanziba faster than he did, two steps to the end of the horizon.

“Yo, look! ”

Li Yao saw Ba Xiaoyu and Master Bitter Cicada all go out, took a sigh of relief, couldn't help but align the smile, “If there is no way, fly over - we are the fixers! ”

……

Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

A few thunderbolts sounded like gunfire, and a raft of white misty smoke blossomed like a white lotus beneath Donning Mansion City.

When White Lotus gradually diffused into the sky, as if it were an ancient tree with a huge tree crown, beneath the “tree crown”, thousands of translucent human forms appeared silently.

Hercules is a ghost army!

Unlike the lone wild ghosts that Li Yao and others encountered on the road to Dongning Province, these Yin soldiers did not have half a tooth dancing claw, the ghost screamed heavenly, instead, they were shady, sinking, cold, stared directly at the city building, let people take a look, the hair had to blow up, the whole vertebrae had to be numb for half a day!

To paraphrase it, it seems that there is no distinction between a trained people and a elite for the rest of the hundred wars.

It's not just a lonely wild ghost.

It's "Mother of the Worlds”, Bai Lian's mother Wan Mingzhu's handmade and trained Bai Lian's Ghost Army!

“The White Lotus Ghost Army is going to die! ”

Asked Hanako Ba Xiaoyu to fly on the Spirit Energy Boat and spit his mouth.

At this moment, it has been half a month since Tiger Whirlpool was overthrown.

Li Yao, Qi Zhongdao, Yan Leaving, Master Bitter Cicada and Xiaoyu Hanziba, five super-class masters, finally followed the great army to one of the top three bustling towns of the Great Dry Dynasty, Donning Prefecture!

This is also the most important link in Li Yao's observation report.

At present, the White Lotus Ghost Army is quite suitable for cooperation. Li Yao would very much like to find an opportunity to communicate with Aunt White Lotus, at least a little bit of kindness.

The journey was not so smooth.

The massive factions originally supported by China, in Tiger Xiaocheng alone, have shrunk for five days, recruited a large number of new people or said they were ashes, and divided the resources left by Tiger Xiaocheng and the Black Sha Church. This is not a slow way to move towards Donning Province.

Along the way, they met a large number of victims, or a sect that had lost a great deal in natural disasters. They were not tired of stopping to “reach out”. Li Yao was really not interested in knowing what was happening in the dark.

So walking, stopping, stopping, walking, until three days ago, finally came the worst nightmare that anyone would have liked to hear from the Donning Province - a lot of Yin soldiers and ghosts had dared to release white lotus fog in broad daylight, to shield the sun from direct exposure, appeared under the city of Donning Province, and the more they gathered, there were no signs of dispersion. Instead, like well-trained, forbidden armies, they lined up camps, manipulated walking corpses, dug pits to serve as camp tents, and even brought hundreds of rotten coffins from nowhere, and they didn't know exactly what was in the coffin.

This means that Mama Bailian Wan Mingzhu has already searched enough Yin soldiers and has the strength to attack Dong Ning Province!

Until this moment, Zhongyuan reinforcements were somewhat anxious to advance at full speed towards Donning Province.

But Bailian's mother Wan Mingzhu was able to ravage the southeast for decades. Obviously, they were not easy to relate to. Their movements in Tiger Xiaocheng were so loud that they had long been locked out by the other party and route of march, but two Yin soldiers and ghosts were arranged to intercept them along the way.

Though Yin soldiers and ghosts have been defeated, these unbroken spirits have slowed everyone down slightly.

By the time they arrived beneath Donning City, the White Lotus Ghost Army had launched two waves of attacks.

Beneath the city of Donning lies a fragmented, rotten walker.

The air also sends the smell of ghosts screaming and burning before the ghosts die out!

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