Immortal Devil Transformation

The carriage carrying Lin Chen is still moving. Lin Chen is still stuck in the dark compartment.

Time is flying fast and passing.

Heavy summer has passed, gradually entering the late autumn.

During the alternating summer and autumn of this year, the Yun Qin people began to know that many phenomenal events had occurred in the vast empire.

Keeping the Empire's westernmost fallen mausoleum, he forced Tang Tibetan ancient kingdom to completely give way like a corridor, so that fifteen Xiyi snoring generals who dared not enter the fallen mausoleum could secretly collude with Xiyi Liucou in rebellion and even assassinate the prince.

The whole Zhengwu division, the military that the Yun Qin people used to refer to as, carried out a major cleansing.

Seventeen officials of three or more qualities were dismissed, 21 officials of six or more qualities were executed, and a number of previous cases of the killing of people under the auspices of the Bi Ling army who had impersonated the leadership of the army were re-turned. Hundreds of very ordinary officers under six qualities were involved, all executed in accordance with the law or admitted to prison.

Not limited to Zhengwu Division, the remaining Yunqin Divisions have also made a number of redeployments in a number of grades above three.

The whole Yun Qin Dynasty knew that the emperor had lost his mind because of the death of the prince, and even confronted nine elders in the Senate Hall. He refused to give in half a step. The end result was even limited to the date of the death of the old man Huang.

In other words, the old man with the Huang surname who controls the construction of most of Yunqin's governors and many of Yunqin's mines, and is strongly supported by Qingliu across Yunqin, also used his life to resist so that the Emperor of Yunqin took half a step back.

As early as last winter, before the Emperor Yunqin began planning to drive to Qingyuan College, the entire Yunqin dynasty had already known that the old man's life expectancy was approaching, and had to give up that position after the curtain. The whole Yun Qin Dynasty has also fought in secret for a long time. Under the power of many forces, the forces that can eventually sit in this position have also become clear, either Wen Jia or Cold Jia.

All the wise people in the Yunqin dynasty know that the Huang family name who officially mentioned the word "closed eyes” has not stayed in the world for many days, so they are just waiting, waiting for the Wen family or the Leng family to finally sit in that position, waiting for the Huang family to die, what kind of wind wave will set off.

The emperor's anger and loss of reason were inconsistent with some of Yunqin's pillars, nearly broken apart, and the entire vast Yunqin Empire's wind and rain showered, which in the autumn of this year made people panic, yet the first person to blame for all this still has the moon.

Everyone knows that if we can capture or kill the Smelly Moon, we can surely reduce the anger of some emperors and restore some reason, but the Smelly Moon still disappears in the blockade of the vast revenge machine of the Empire of Yunqin.

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The reckless autumn always comes earlier than Yun Qin.

In many areas of recklessness, wheat and greens have been planted in woodland and waterfront land, in many villages surrounded by walnut and apple trees, people who are busy farming have been repairing fences for livestock to survive the winter, and people have painted large auspicious patterns of gray on the dirt walls of villages.

The wind propelled a long striped white cloud across the plain but equally magnificent City of Recklessness.

On a border far from the city of the Great Reckless King, in a village full of wheat and green pebbles, there is an old cloth robe, pedal shoes, an ordinary skinny middle-aged man walking through a dozen grains.

Suddenly, this face felt something in some of Mune's middle-aged men, and his whole body was like a cloud, flying forward.

“Li Biao! ”

At the same moment, a gloomy old drunk sounded.

All the dry grains in the valley, all burned up in this dark sound of drinking, turned into a fiery fireball.

The fire tongue rolls, the fire is strange and noisy, beating the dense oxen grown by the valley, in a roll of the fire tongue becomes a strip of grease, a golden yellow fire tongue.

Hard ground also burned, a sandstone jumped, converging in the flame, rushing towards Li Biao's body.

A dense burst of bang bang.

The flames and countless tiny but powerful red gravel struck him, and his plain moon-white old cloth robe suddenly filled with sores.

His body also had some burning spots on his skin.

Yet he had no expression on his face, and he didn't even spin his head in half. Instead, the whole body flew out at a speed that was simply unimaginable to the world, throwing the flame behind him all the way.

A chop of bamboo branches came forward from the side and stabbed him in the cheek.

In the early days of the air, it was just a slim green bamboo branch that looked like ordinary bamboo in the world. However, flying more than ten feet in front of him, this bamboo branch became red and burned, and the flame condensed into a piece of bamboo leaf, like a burning bamboo grown in the void.

Li bitterly frowned, but he still didn't look at the bamboo.

One finger on his right hand was slightly lighter, a "bang” burst, a group of gas wrapped all the bamboo around it, blew it to pieces, and Mars rolled it all out.

There was an angry shout-out from afar.

Li Biao's figure still had no half-stop, his body was still flying straight ahead, and this bamboo did not even act as an obstacle to him.

Countless reddish beads burst out of the sky with a unique roar, like hail.

Each bead then vibrated, turning into a cluster of flames, like a shrinking demon, falling, forming an unimaginable rain.

Li Biao still had no extra action, still walking on a straight line, or fleeing.

Every spark struck him, making a slight sound, and all the clothes on him seemed to turn black scorched grey, but under the oppression of his body and the powerful forces around him, they were instead pressed into something almost stone-like.

His skin became red and glowing, like a ceramic embryo, burned for days and nights.

Just these... are not enough to stop Li Bi from watching Shrimp Enlightenment by the road.

His speed still hasn't slowed at all.

At this point, all the flames in front of him were holed out.

A spinning flying sword, with a fierce, overwhelming aura, fired straight at him.

The style of this flying sword is very ordinary, black and red, with neither blade open, like a sword tire polished with ordinary mountain stones from Purgatory Mountain.

This flying sword doesn't even have a handle, but at the end of its body is a silver meteorite ball.

On this silver meteorite sphere, it's like a symbol that naturally grows on the Sun and Moon stars.

This is Purgatory Mountain's most powerful flying sword, the Seven Weeks Demon Sword!

Li Biao raised his head.

The moment he raised his head, his eyebrows and eyelashes were instantly burned to ashes by flames.

A powerful force swept out of his body and gathered into his hands.

A strange circle appeared in his hand, a slightly silver-red ancient circle filled with a silkworm.

“Duh!”

The circle and the Seven Years Demon Sword collided together, making a sound that was nothing like a metal collision, like the flesh and body of the two demons, and collided severely once.

The Seven Years Demon Sword in front was shot out.

However, Li Biao's body was also slightly trembling for the first time, shattering the surrounding air and causing a slight pause.

The Seven Years Demon Sword stopped in the sky, just this stop, Li Biao knew that this smelled of the moon, it was as powerful as the legend.

Knowing that he could not get rid of the sword, this man's entanglement, the power he had accumulated in his body, was no longer reserved and came out of his body as much as he could.

He's moving forward, doubling his speed!

The circle in his hand emitted a strange red light, shining beyond the bright sun in the sky at this moment, making the bright sun in the sky seem glowing and turning into a bloody moon.

All the flames in front of him broke apart in fear, and his eyes stared at the smelling of the moon in front of him as iron cast.

The eyebrows that smell dark and dark also wrinkle deeply.

For the first time in his life, the sniffer general who cultivated the world's most powerful close swordsmanship did not actively come close, but chose a defensive state. At this moment when Li Biao broke out of the fire, he also felt the deadly danger, and the power in his body erupted furiously again. The power of blue apricots once again penetrated into his body, making it seem that there are many blue apricot blossoms on his face.

With his fierce power pouring down, the Seven Years Devil's Sword in front of him no longer looked like a sword, but like a heavenly iron stick, crushing towards Li Bin.

“Boom!”

The air between him and Li Biao exploded all around, forming a circle of spiral wind waves.

“Duh!”

However, what caused his pupils to contract instantly was that Li Biao's circle collided with his flying sword, bringing together his powerful sword, which could not be stopped at all, and was slapped out again.

Li Biao's face was slightly white and some blood filaments bled out in his nose, but his body's progress did not stop at all.

Smell the moon drank heavily, sweep the sword seven weeks later.

“Duh!”

Seven weeks of flying swords were knocked off somewhere, smelling the moon shaking, two steps backwards, a blue breath of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

At this point, a light drink was sounded from afar.

A fire lotus came from behind with a firewall.

Article 17 Shadows are plundered in front of a person who smells the moon.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft!”...

Li Bizhu waved a circle of hands and maintained an aggressive posture, blocking the break-up of the body of the practitioner in front of him, a man with a powerful soul soldier. In an instant, seventeen soul soldiers and seventeen regiments of broken flesh exploded, and he passed through this bloody rain corridor.

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