There will always be people happy and some people worried about everything, and the affiliated forces of the Qingyang League are all silent, for fear that one day the catastrophe will befall them. And the head of the family like Sun Lecheng, who has been oppressed for a long time, cheered and cheered, and his spirit was soaring, and he was finally liberated, and he did not need to worry about paying tribute at the end of every month.

The news spread like a pair of wings all over Zhongzhou.

Under the flowing waterfall, Ouyang Xi, who was sitting naked next to him, heard the news, a beam of stars flashed in his deep eyes, and he said with regret in his joy: "Wu Heng is finally going to take the Qingyang League, but it's a pity that I can only meditate under this flowing waterfall." ”

In the misty fairy pond next to her, Ouyang Lan was wet in white, looming a large piece of snow-white body, she had an excellent demeanor, any look was a wonderful flower, and she softly urged Ouyang Xidao: "Today's Zhongzhou, there are many strong people, you, let's improve your cultivation first, don't go out until you reach Tongtian." ”

In a sea of fire purgatory, the resentment was rampant, the corpses were everywhere, and the fire demon bears with hideous heads were unwilling to fall, they piled up into a mountain, and a young man with a majestic figure and a blurred face stepped on the top of the corpse mountain, indifferently counting a number: "The 10,000 and seven ......"

At this time, an old man with a rickety figure and a turtle shell on his back broke into the purgatory, and when he saw that all the Fire Demon Bears in it were destroyed, his expression was slightly moved, there were many old monsters in the Heavenly Realm.

"Clan Master, you've been in the Endless Abyss for half a year, it's time to come out and walk around. The old man looked respectful and said to the young man standing on the mountain of corpses.

The young man sighed and said, "The sky has been broken, and it is indeed time to go to the outside world to see." ”

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly congratulated: "Congratulations to the clan master, congratulations to the clan master!"

The young man's expression was still indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he said lightly: "Have you found out the news of Nangong Chen?"

"No, but there is some news from Wuheng. The old man said.

"Oh, what's wrong with Wuheng?" the mysterious young man became interested.

The old man said: "He took some of the little hairy children of the Xuanyuan family to destroy the Qingyang League." ”

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting, like his way of doing things. The mysterious young man smiled elusively, mixed with joy and ice. This person is Xuanyuan Lin, who has disappeared in Zhongzhou for more than half a year, since the last time he was defeated in the hands of Nangong Chen, he has dived into the endless abyss and practiced frantically, experienced countless lives and deaths, and honed his killing qi to the extreme, and it can be seen from the tone of his voice just now that he has reached the realm of Tongtian.

It's just that it's hard to see whether Xuanyuan Lin, who has been struggling in the shackles of the dragon for more than ten years, is just a simple breakthrough or a breakthrough beyond the level.

This terrifying hero is by no means ordinary......

"Woohoo!"

In the mountain gorge near the Valley of the Demon God, a big yellow dog as strong as a cow barked non-stop, and when he saw that Nangong Chen behind him was still following reluctantly, he immediately ran away.

Nangong Chen's expression was cloudy, chasing this leper dog for nearly half a month, but he couldn't catch it, and shouted and threatened in the back: "Dead dog, quickly return my Jiuli pot lid, otherwise I will stew you tonight!"

The big yellow dog bared his teeth and grinned, "Don't think that I will be afraid of you when you arrive at the Tongtian Realm. ”

"Hmph, you have been imprisoned by my Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, and you can't even use the Formation Pattern Technique, what else is there to struggle!" Nangong Chen shouted.

"Anyway, if you catch it, you will be stewed, it is better to run for a while, maybe it will exhaust you to death!"

"Joke, with the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill in hand, the aura of the world is used by me, compared to consumption, you are not my opponent!" Nangong Chen was very arrogant.

The big yellow dog yelled: "You have eaten so many lumps of me, and you dare to play majestic!"

Nangong Chen was stunned, he didn't understand what this meant at first, when he looked down at the soles of his shoes, his whole face darkened, it turned out that the big yellow dog left a lot of "holy relics" along the way, which were stepped on by him.

"Damn, you damn dog is too unhygienic!"

The big yellow dog said happily: "Could it be that you pay attention to hygiene?

Nangong Chen, who had been chasing hard for half a month, naturally didn't want to give up easily, but the words of the big yellow dog kept echoing in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more disgusting he became, and finally he had to run all the way to the river, and the whole person jumped in with a pop......

On the way to clean, he suddenly heard the news about the Beihai Qingyang League by the river, and as soon as he thought about it, he knew that it was Wu Heng who did it, and this old enemy who had fought from the Tianyu Continent to Zhongzhou should also go to settle the general ledger with him. After thinking about it, he gave up the pursuit of the big yellow dog and flew straight to the North Sea.

East Sea, Shrine.

In the center of the lake, where pure white snow lotus flowers are in full bloom, stands an antique pavilion, from which the sound of the piano wafts out.

The sound of the piano is melodious, elegant and quiet, it overflows like a tide, filling every corner of the sea of flowers, and making the swaying flowers bloom the most beautiful. In the sound of the piano, there seems to be a white elf dancing in the wind, dancing gracefully and nobly, and there seems to be a dazzling rose blooming one after another, wafting out the fragrance of music.

"Fu Xiqin is worthy of being the first piano in the world, and the notes played are really beautiful!" A sweet and lovely maid applauded happily, the kind of soul-washing piano sound made her intoxicated.

Leng Hanshuang stopped playing, and there was a bit of playfulness in her beautiful eyes: "Oh, Xiaoyu, I can't see that you are also a person who understands the piano!"

"Miss, you know that you always make fun of people. Xiaoyu fiddled with the hem of her skirt, feeling a little uncomfortable, and she said: "However, I can hear a little bit of longing in the sound of the piano, let's be honest, do you miss Wuheng Gongzi again?"

"What's the use of thinking, there is no fate. "The delicate face of the cold frost is slightly powdered, which makes the city and the country even more captivating, and every trace of sadness revealed makes the world moved.

Xiaoyu couldn't bear Miss to suffer from this lovesickness, so she quickly changed the topic and said: "Recently, Xiao Yueming has always been weird, always saying that she wants to talk to you, but I have blocked it." ”

Leng Hanshuang said: "Xiao Yueming is dead, and it is the treasure of the gods that occupies his body, the Donghuang Bell, and the hall master also knows, but since the hall master does not break it, we can avoid it, this Donghuang Bell should have taken a fancy to the Fuxiqin in my hand, or be careful." ”

"Just listening to it is evil, a weapon can occupy a person's body, and it has the ability to think for itself. As soon as Xiao Yu remembered that she had been in contact with Xiao Yueming so many times, she felt chills all over her body.

"There are no surprises in Zhongzhou, many times, I envy you, if you don't cultivate, you will be carefree. ”

"It's going to be carefree, and after being away from home for a long time, you'll want to go back. Xiao Yu sighed, remembering the time in the Heavenly Continent, although the people in the Ice Palace were always cold, Xiao Yu knew that their hearts were hot.

"It's been three years, and I don't know if my mother is okay. Leng Hanshuang also misses it very much, and is also looking forward to Wu Heng having absolute strength, coming to the day when he will set foot in the temple, and give her and Xiaoyu a freedom.

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Far away, Wu Heng was fighting for the goal.

In the month he came to Beihai, he set foot on a total of 364 branch islands of the Qingyang League, 137 affiliated families, and annihilated more than 10,000 monks, most of whom died in the great magic power of Qiankun 99 fists.

Their days can already be described as bloody and bloody, and the theme of each day is killing, followed by the vomiting and vomiting experienced by the young monks of the Thirty Ming Xuanyuan family who accompanied them, and Wu Heng's killing methods, even the accompanying them were terrified.

Only then did I understand that the murderous aura on this demon was originally cultivated in this way.

When Wu Heng came to the central area of Beihai, he roared excitedly: "The last stop, the headquarters of the Qingyang League!"

"What the last stop, boy, don't shout over the Qingyang League, otherwise you will be killed!" Suddenly, several Qingyang League monks flew over to stop Wu Heng's behavior of shouting.

One of the middle-aged people said: "Maybe it's your own people, don't be too fierce to them." ”

The young man who shouted the slogan "Kill without mercy" slightly restrained his arrogance and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Wu Heng stepped forward and wrote lightly: "We are here to sink the island. ”

As soon as these words came out, several monks were startled, and they came back to their senses in a trance and said, "You, could it be that you are Wuheng?"

"It's down there. Wu Heng nodded, and between the fire and light stones, he had already pointed out three fingers in the void, poof, poof, a blood hole appeared in the eyebrows of the three people in front of him, and bright blood flowers shot out.

"Wu Heng, you are so daring, you really dare to break into the headquarters of my Qingyang League!" Suddenly, the wind was blowing fiercely all around, and there was a sound of an earthquake in the sky.

More than a dozen strong men flew out one by one, all of them were old monster levels with white beards, and when they saw Wu Heng, flames could almost burst out of their eyes, and their hatred for them penetrated into their bone marrow.

Wu Heng put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "A small sect that has been played by Uncle Ben, what dare you not break into!"

"You're too young, you're too arrogant, hehe, you're going to die here. One of the powerhouses in the sky looked like he was in control, and he smiled coldly.

"Kill nearly 10,000 monks of my Qingyang Alliance, this blood debt is not worth the sky!" Hundreds of monks rose from the island with swords in hand.

Xuehua observed the other party's confident demeanor, and said with a slight frown: "It seems that they are prepared, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

"The eight major forces in Zhongzhou, even if they are the last in the rankings, have an absolutely profound heritage. Xuanyuan Qingyun's expression suddenly became solemn, they swept all the way to all walks of life, and they were indeed a little arrogant and underestimated the enemy, so they directly broke into the headquarters of the Qingyang League.

"Hmph, do you think the Qingyang League is really so vulnerable? The illusion created before is just to let you enter the Longtan Tiger's Den today!" The monks of the Qingyang League are all ready to go, and the battle that shocks the world is about to begin.

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