The Villain Has Something to Say

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update villain has something to say about the latest chapter of [Rebirth]!Fenghuihua bloomed for a hundred years, and it only took ten moments to bloom, and then the flowers faded.

This kind of flower is very rare on the Xuantian Continent, because it has a very demanding growth environment.There must be an extremely strong wind blowing day and night, and there must be quite mild sunlight shining slowly.In this way, Fengshenhai in the far north is the best place to grow Fenghuihua.However, even so, it is extremely difficult to encounter a Fenghuihua in Fengshenhai.

After Venerable Huo Mingzi removed this Fenghuihua, he really began to cross-legged forging.

He flipped his hand to take out a large cauldron, and the fiery red cauldron was surrounded by tiny fire snakes.After Venerable Huo Mingzi put the Fenghuihua in, he put in the thousand-year-old profound crystal, the essence of the flower god, and many precious treasures.

One day later, Venerable Huo Mingzi slapped the big cauldron with a palm, only to see a red light flying out and being held into the palm of his hand.

Venerable Huo Mingzi laughed loudly and said: "Hahahaha, I finally succeeded in refining! With this jade card, I can travel 100,000 miles at will in the future, even if Junior Brother Xuanlingzi wants to catch me, it is absolutely not easy."

A sneer sounded: "Senior brother, didn't you just say that the purpose of refining this magic weapon is to find Senior Brother Xuanlingzi?"

Venerable Huo Mingzi laughed stiffly.

Venerable Yuqingzi walked past and rolled Huo Mingzi's body.She snorted softly, and took the inadvertent brother away, and at the same time pulled Luo Jianqing up.

With a Venerable from the early Mahayana period and a Venerable from the late stage of the Tribulation, Luo Jianqing left the Far North quickly this time.When the three of them walked to the place closest to the dry mountain, they stopped.

Venerable Huo Mingzi took out a magic weapon from Najie.

It was a small guqin, but the size of a palm, but when it came out of the ring, it triggered the power of heaven and earth.Venerable Huo Mingzi looked down at the guqin with a stern expression. He raised his fingers and lightly flicked on the thin strings.

Hum!

Qin did not make a sound, but there was a strong wave of fluctuations towards the dry mountain!

Huo Mingzi waited for a while, but got no response.He continued to pluck the strings, but there was never any sound to respond to him.After a sigh, Huo Mingzi said, "I forged a violin for my junior two hundred years ago. Later, because he only played the Yuxiao Qin, I took it back and transformed it into what it is now. When it comes to the sound of my piano, it will definitely respond to me."

But now Xuan Lingzi did not respond, Yu Qingzi immediately sank, "Are you sure this voice can spread throughout the entire dry mountain?"

Huo Mingzi said: "This is still fake? Junior sister, how can you doubt the magic weapon I forged?"

Yu Qingzi stopped speaking.

Since Xuanlingzi could not be found, and at the same time, they did not dare to enter the Dry Mountain Range rashly, so the three had to leave.Before leaving, Luo Jianqing couldn't help but looked back towards the Dry Mountain Range.He looked down from the sky, and each of the sixty-four peaks stood tall and majestic in the world filled with yellow sand.

In the dry mountain, a figure in white clothes has been meditating here for a long time.

A layer of shallow yellow sand fell on his clothes, so that the snow-white robe was soaked with a hazy light yellow.The bloodshots on the lips have long been solidified, but this cold and elegant face is gradually reddening, Xuan Lingzi is not breathing at this moment, and his heart has already stopped. Only the war that hits in the body at that moment can remind others: this person Still alive.

Dense drops of blood began to seep out from the pores.

But for a while, he became a blood man.

Every drop of blood that flowed out contained a lot of spiritual power.If someone else loses so much spiritual power, I am afraid they will be heartbroken and anxious, but this is extremely beneficial to Xuan Lingzi at this moment.

Ten days have passed since he had eaten that pill!

What kind of spiritual power is there in that pill?Xuan Lingzi didn't know before eating, and when he first ate it, he only thought it was two or three times his own energy.It wasn't until he had absorbed those two or three times the power to find out--

This power seems inexhaustible, never ending!

Xuan Lingzi is good at arranging formations, although unlike Fairy Feng Si, he is the world's top master of formations, but he is also quite accomplished in formations.Now he is laying down an array in his body, with the primordial spirit as the eye and the muscles and veins in the whole body, imprisoning the seemingly never-decreasing spirit pill into this large array, making it unable to riot|movement .

This battle was far more dangerous than the previous confrontation with the spirit pill.

As long as there is a mistake, Xuan Lingzi's body will be completely occupied by this spirit pill, and the result of occupying it will only explode and die.Xuan Lingzi didn't know how much spiritual power his body had absorbed at this moment, but he knew that if he let the other party release spiritual power so recklessly, he would only face a dead end.

The blood on his body gradually formed a blood scab, and a weak wind blew over from the entrance of the cave, blowing and peeling the blood scab.

After one layer of blood scab burst, bleeding beads from the pores soon coagulated into a second layer of blood scab.

Blow crack, condense; blow crack, condense...

The silent battle is going on in the depths of the dry mountain range.

From the day that the dry mountain collapsed, even from the day Xuan Lingzi tore the contract, the monks under the world have tightened their nerves, and are always ready to start a war.And these "Xianjia" things have nothing to do with mortals forever, mortals work hard on this land and live their ordinary and warm lives.

There are four countries in Yunzhou, namely Chengchong, Luoxuan, Mingshen, and Zhaoxun.

Chengchong country is strong and occupies half of Yunzhou's land. The other three countries pay tribute to it every year, begging for its blessing.In this land, there is no too strong cultivation sect, so many small sects occupy this area, and they divide their forces and obtain resources from the hands of these countries.

Each of these schools will send a representative to serve as the country's national teacher.

Cheng Chong is powerful, and has to pay tribute to the four main sects every year, with a total of four national divisions.

However, these things are far too far away for ordinary people.They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They have lived such a quiet and peaceful life with their elders for a hundred years, and they rarely encounter troubles.

On this day, in a small town on the border of Chengchong, it was the annual temple fair, and many young men and women put on the latest clothes.The girls were wearing the most exquisite hosta, and the sons sang their fans in the teahouse, chanting poems and painting.Once a girl's boat stopped, the voice of this poem became even louder, causing everyone to laugh.

A bright and bright moon hung high in the air, casting its clear brilliance to the world.In such a watery moonlight, the town was brightly lit and scorched, and the quiet sound of the oars of the boat swaying across the river accompanied by the reserved laughter of the girls made the night more intense.

A young man in white drank a bit more, staggered to the river, and almost fell down.

A soft hand helped him up between the electric light and flint.The son raised her head, and saw a pretty girl with a veil looking at herself. With smiles in her eyes, she turned into beautiful crescents when she laughed. She said softly: "My son, don't fall into the water. go with."

The young man only felt tight in his heart and nodded again and again.

After the boat was rowed away, along with the rippling ripples, the young man looked down at the square pajama in his hand.Seeing a simple and elegant word "fang" embroidered on the corner of the square pavilion, the son was overjoyed immediately.

This is a custom in the town. If a woman is enamored with a man at a temple fair, she can give out a handkerchief with her family name written on it.In the future, if a man is interested, he can bring a handkerchief to the door to propose a marriage and achieve a marriage.

The young man laughed happily. He held on to the bridge, laughing while looking at the rippling river.

The moonlight tonight is really bright, more and more stars are shining in the sky, like fireballs, getting bigger and more.Looking at the stars falling from the sky, the young man had already begun to imagine the scene he would see when he came to propose a marriage tomorrow.

What kind of girl would it be?

Her voice is so gentle, her behavior is so quiet, her eyes are so beautiful.

When countless horrible fireballs fell from the sky, and this young man was chased by so many ugly and terrifying monsters and fled, he just hid in a small boat by the river and saw those eyes again.

Those eyes, which smiled like crescent moons, were now looking in the direction of the bow in horror.A thick wooden thorn passed through her back, and her eyes were filled with fear, despair, fear, and regret.

The gentle voice seemed to linger in the ear, with the shyness of a girl's——

"My son, don't fall into the water.

The drunk son stared blankly at this scene, the handkerchief on his chest seemed to be hot, burning him up.The son yelled and rushed out of the boat with red eyes. Before the broken wooden stick in his hand touched the monster's body, the monster's sickle claws cut him open from the top of his head.

The temple fair was not over yet, the town became a sea of ​​flames.

Within a day, Cheng Chong country perished.

The largest country in Yunzhou is near the sea, with four national divisions and the most elite troops in Yunzhou.However, on this day, thirty-seven cultivation sects escaped twelve, and twenty-five remained.In just one day's battle, the monster beast was killed and injured tens of thousands, and when one monster fell, ten monsters met.

In Yunzhou Chengchong Nation, all 3,618 cultivators died, and there was a river of blood in Chengchong Nation, not even a single mouth was left.

The monsters slaughtered the country frantically, flesh and blood flying, and bones rags.

Before the monsters attacked the capital, the emperor walked into the Taimiao, knelt down and wrote a blood book on his own crimes, grabbed the ground with his head, and smashed to death in the Taimiao.The ministers knelt in the hall, kowtow hundreds of people along with the emperor, knocking down 78 people.

One thousand three hundred and twelve thousand and eight hundred and forty-six people died in Chengchong one day.

The neighboring Cenzhou Guiyuan Zong was shocked by the news, and immediately sent someone to come.Similarly, the Modao Palace, which is only a big river away from Yunzhou, also heard the news, causing an uproar.Countless demons asked the exact number of people again in disbelief. When it was confirmed that the entire Chengchuang Nation really had no one to survive, the demons who had killed tens of thousands of people reprimanded: "Demon race, you are too deceiving. !"

However, just when the demons were preparing to come to Yunzhou, the monsters landed on the Thirteenth Sea!

The overwhelming monsters obscured the sky, and thousands of demonic cultivators rushed past from various places in the demons, forming a trend.However, many demonic cultivators ran against the current, and no one blocked their behavior.

Within half a day, Mo Xiu blocked the monster army from the demon realm.

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