The third floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Except for the Heavenly Demon Ha Yong who was huddled in the corner.

A few of its brothers who were tied up are now not seen by the scum.

But Chu He was not surprised by this, he had already thought of this result!

Compared to the power of the second layer of fire, the Thunder Domain is very different.

The two sides are not in the same grade.

It's fierce!

The Heavenly Demon Ha Yong, who swallowed the magic bead, could only hold on for five years, and he was already half-crippled.

Its brothers, when the spiritual rain stopped more than ten years ago, should have announced that they would not be able to!

And they can last for about six years, thanks to the huge thunder and lightning subsidies given to them by Chu He, coupled with the mechanism of the Demon Suppression Tower, when the squeezed creatures have few demonic qi and evil qi on their bodies, the power exerted on the other party will be relatively weakened.

Otherwise, let alone six years, it will not be easy to persist for four or five years under the extreme bombardment of this kind of thunder.

More than twenty years have passed.

It's normal to turn into slag.

If there was still something left, Chu He would feel surprised.

"It's a pity!"

Chu He shook his head, feeling quite regretful.

Those demons are very well-behaved and sensible, and he still likes them quite a lot!

It's okay to listen to them, but it's also a mood.

Chu He was originally going to teach them a few musical instruments for blowing, playing and singing.

"You're almost recovered!"

Chu He looked at the Heavenly Demon Ha Yong in the corner and sighed.

Heavenly Demon Hayong's body trembled, and when he opened his eyes, the strange red dots spread, with infinite fear.

Its thoughts at the moment are:

In the end, do you want to blow yourself up directly!

It hesitates, it struggles!

The demonic qi on his body was extremely unstable.

One by one, the demonic flames floated out of the body and swayed.

"Forget it! Rest for a few more days! ”

Chu He walked out of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Now that he has broken the level, he doesn't need the Heavenly Demon Ha Yong to be bombarded.

Or save it for another 100-year period when the extra check-in is used.

Before he knew it, he was now two hundred and twenty-six years old, and he had signed in the Library Pavilion for one hundred and ninety-three years.

There are seven years to go, and it will be another super check-in.

However, for the current Chu River, there are no special expectations.

He just broke through.

The current state of mind is a state of desirelessness.

Nothing particularly wanted!

Now it's in sage mode.

The mentality is very stable!

"This continent is floating a little fast!"

Chu He looked into the distance.

He had discovered it just now when his consciousness enveloped the entire continent!

The entire continent floated very fast, and the rhythm was more than ten times that of the previous Terrans.

It's like a sudden loss of control and the throttle is turned to the maximum.

More than 20 years have passed, and now it has drifted a long way.

But fortunately, it didn't collide with anything big, and a big natural disaster like an annihilation didn't happen.

As for the occasional small collision, it would be easy to win with the size of the continent, with only a slight wobble.

That is, there are often more than 20 level ground movements, or a flood that can submerge such a large place as the territory of the Xia tribe, or a few volcanoes erupt to help the fun.

It's all trifles.

Not a big problem!

"I don't know where I'll end up!"

Chu He stood under the willow trees, looking at the continent like a huge ship, rampaging through the endless sea.

It's a shocking scene.

Even when Chu He saw it, he wanted to improvise a poem.

Especially now that he's just broken through, it's very felt.

When he thinks of it, he floats in the air to refer to the pen.

A poem of the recklessness of heaven and earth is portrayed in the void.

Sharp, sharp, quaint, and artistic conception, leap onto it!

This contains a lot of Chu He's perception of the nature of this heaven and earth.

This is a poem that he has just broken through and improvised to write, with too much aftertaste.

One hundred and thirty-six words.

Even if it's just one, if anyone from above can have a way to detonate it, they can kill the Great Sage.

And if we can understand the artistic conception in it, the road to sanctification will be smooth.

This poem, every word, is a murder weapon and a treasure!

Poetry condenses in the void, like stars across the sky.

At this moment, the day of the Xia tribe's territory.

It's black!

The stars are in the sky!

No matter what they were doing, everyone looked up with shock!

It was as if their minds had been dragged to the galaxy, and they saw a huge ship swimming in it.

The shock of rampage in the galaxy is like a direct impact on their hearts, which cannot be erased.

Their mouths opened their mouths in unison, and they sang the meaning of the poetry represented by the stars in the sky.

The sound is loud and neat.

The entire territory of the Xia tribe, as long as there are people, it is reverberating.

Catchy, over and over again.

Such are the words of the sages! Any song can make the world shocked and crazy! ”

Chu He nodded, slightly satisfied.

Judging from the performance, the poems he improvised can be passed down through the ages and last forever.

"Cultivation is unparalleled, poetry and songs, and even blowing, playing and singing are proficient! The key is handsome! ”

"What a perfect existence this is!"

Chu He sighed.

Then he reached out and pressed down.

The poems that he portrayed and condensed fell from the sky, like meteors falling on the world, scattered to all parts of the world.

The sky is clear again.

Everyone recovered from the shock, but their hearts were unsettled for a long time.

"Lin Cheng's coercion is gone!"

Then another thing came out.

This was discovered by the Xia clan masters who practiced under coercion!

The world shook.

If it weren't for the Xia Clan ancestors presiding over the overall situation, everyone would have to rush in excitedly.

The world knows how good that place is!

They have been sowing seeds outside for so many years, and although the yield is more, the quality is not as good as a year in Lincheng.

There is also their own cultivation.

Out of Linjun, there is no sense of clarity and freedom.

Lin County is now a well-deserved holy place in the hearts of the Xia people.

Although there are occasional convulsions.

But that can be ignored.

They can afford to have those home remedies in Lin Cheng that specialize in treating such sequelae.

This matter is even greater than the sudden appearance of stars in the sky.

"Brother Xiao Chu!"

Zhao Yuling and Lin Xueling were the first to return to Lin City with the little Wang Ba with the fish tank on their heads!

When they came to the library pavilion, they all smiled when they saw Chu He drinking tea under the willow tree.

"Well, sit down! Let's talk! ”

Chu He nodded and smiled back.

Take out a few teacups and fill them with your own hands.

Xiao Wang Ba was the happiest, threw the fish tank to the ground, ran over with a smoke, hugged Chu He's feet and rubbed hard, squeaking with a sense of pleasure.

Chu He gave it a cup of tea and lifted it aside.

Xiao Wang Ba held the tea and drank two sips, but he still felt weak.

He pulled out its green rag from the corner, put it on his head, and headed towards the willow tree.

It's been years since it's been seen, and it's in desperate need of a reminiscence.

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