Lunch has been delivered.

The sun is sparkling, and the pine wind is golden.

The color of the tree is hanging in the sky, soaked in water like Dai, refracted over, shining on the face of the Jade Cardinal Daoist, the iron is blue, he pointed to the monster that rushed out with his finger, there was a chill in his voice, and said, "Stop." ”

"Uncle Ben hasn't eaten raw flesh and blood for a long time. ”

The monster laughed, tore open the crane with its claws, swallowed it in one gulp, and chewed loudly.

"Brute!"

Gao Qiu stood up, the teacher had something, the disciple obeyed, he made a move, took out a sword box from his sleeve, opened it gently, the sound was thunderous, like an electric switch, the dazzling white light was cut down, there were three zhang long, there were wings on both sides, fine and dense. There was a sword sound first, and then there was a sword light, which diffused in all directions, and the killing machine was boiling.

The monster who just came out of the back mountain was startled, there was no other way, but to open his mouth, spit out a thing, shaped like a jewel, scorching its brilliance, blooming on it with thousands of brilliance, a turn, the qi is like a quagmire, trapped in it, it is difficult to move an inch.

"The magic weapon of the Lichen Sect. ”

Gao Qiu was taken aback, how could this monster have the magic weapon of the Lichen Sect?

Thundered

Suddenly, another monster rushed to the back mountain, with a bird's head and a snake body, eight legs and one horn, with fine scales and red green on the body, and a bird's beak like a crane, three feet long, longer than the blade of a sword.

After the monster appeared, the bird's beak pecked, just touching the sword light, and suddenly the sound of gold and stone collision came out, and the fire jumped into the air, and the stars burst out in all directions.

The bird's beak hit it with one blow, and the second blow was faster, and the sword light let out a wail as if it were spiritual.

"Oops. ”

Gao Qiu hurriedly shook the sword box in his hand and withdrew the sword light, he saw his clear sky sword lying quietly in the box, as if exhausted, motionless, and his heart was distressed.

Bang

The appearance of the two monsters, as if opening the floodgates, from the direction of the back mountain, the sound is like thunder, the demon clouds are agitated, one after another monsters appear, flying, jumping, jumping, or bull's head, or wolf-like, etc., etc., etc., each is different, but they are all angry, roaring again and again.

"Master,"

Gao Qiu was holding the sword box, and when he saw this situation, his eyes widened, because he saw a guy who looked like a wolf, with tiger claws and armor, fleshy wings under his ribs, and fangs exposed.

And Kong April's mount was temporarily borrowed from his master's hands, and he used his foot strength to participate in the puja, and when they met, he also showed off to himself, but he didn't expect that now he actually committed murder!

"Trouble. ”

Gao Qiu frowned, he knew that there were a lot of situations with his friend Kong April, they came to participate in the Junyuan Festival, in order to support themselves, for themselves, for the sect, to bring heavy gifts, and to use good mounts.

A good mount can not only support the façade, but also dare not be underestimated, but at a critical time, it is a powerful combat power and a weapon to defend the road.

But now, for some reason, the mounts have fought back.

Come to think of it, Gao Qiudu's scalp is numb.

Yushu Daoist also realized that the development of things was beyond his expectations, he did not have any smile on his face, the light behind him rose, and he showed his head, if the peacock opened the screen, the halo rose spontaneously, and there was the sound of the dragon and the tiger roaring, and the sound was in all directions, faintly, the appearance of the treasure mouse, raised his head, and shot out the daylight.

"Gao Qiu, go find the guests who have mounts in the spirit of the back mountain. ”

After finishing speaking, the Yushu Daoist pointed with his hand, the magic clothes on his body were agitated, and the light was great, and he began to take out the magic weapon and greeted him.

The eleventh princess Ao Luan pulled up her hair in a bun, tied her skirt and small clothes, and stood slim in front of the small pavilion.

The smoke and water are cross-waved, and the green trees are weeping.

The fragrance is pervasive, refreshing, and cheesy.

A beautiful smile appeared on her pretty face, and she was talking to a monk in the Sea Immortal Gate, and her voice was crisp and beautiful.

It's just that whenever Ao Luan turns around, he can see that not far away, Ao Donggu is sitting quietly, with a jade case in front of him, a pot of wine, a wine cup, and a plate of spiritual fruits.

If you look closely, you will find that under the pool water, dark waves are surging.

"It's a real headache. ”

Ao Luan was stared at like pins and needles, very uncomfortable, but she really had a hard time, what happened in front of Junyuan Palace can be said to have really formed a feud with Ao Donggu, and this feud is not easy to resolve.

But it's no wonder that Ao Donggu is at his own expense.

"When you go back, you must clean up the nine songs. ”

Ao Luan bit it, a little angry.

At this moment, a young disciple of Youjun Yuan Palace hurriedly came up, and after saluting, he said to Ao Luan, "Eleventh Princess, according to the records, you also came on a horse, and you are troubled to come with me for some trouble." ”

"Huh?"

Ao Luan Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, after she said goodbye to the people of the Xianmen, she followed the disciples of Junyuan Palace to the back, the ring around her waist was tinkling, the skirt was fragrant, and she inquired, "What happened to the mount?"

The disciple of Jun Yuan Palace was so anxious that he couldn't wait to walk like flying, he heard Ao Luan's words, and said in an anxious tone, "I don't know why, the mounts in the spirit confinement of the back mountain have all run out, and they are making waves, killing people and setting fires. ”

This disciple is the same clan as the Yushu Daoist, in fact, many people in Junyuan Palace are like him, and the affection of the same clan and the same family makes him very worried about what happens in the back mountain, and said, "It's like going crazy, you can't stop it." ”

When Princess Ao Luan heard this, she chuckled in her heart, her pretty face changed color, and she had a bad premonition.

Before the two of them arrived at the place of the incident, suddenly, a long howl came, like a crane, but there was no such clarity, but only the sharpness of the sound cracking golden stone, and then a slightly calm voice sounded, "Let's mess up as much as possible, the eleven princesses of the dragon clan and others will not be idle, they will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble, today, we will exterminate Junyuan Palace!"

"Not bad. ”

"Lianlong Clan, destroy Jun Yuan. ”

"Kill the rats, kill the Xianmen dog Taoist. ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The harmony should rise and fall, and the demonic spirit is rolling, soaring into the sky.

The disciple of Jun Yuan Palace, who led the way in front, suddenly stopped his steps, subconsciously held the magic sword at his waist, and then turned his head and looked at the eleventh princess Ao Luan in front of him, with doubts, puzzles, and strong vigilance in his eyes.

The spirit is in turmoil, and there are changes in the back mountains, could it be the actions of the dragon clan?

Yes, yes, if the dragons do it, they will definitely be able to do it!

It's just why did they do this? This disciple of Junyuan Palace looked for the reason from the results, and immediately thought of the large and small filthy things that happened between Junyuan Palace and the Water Tribe, and many things that were originally normal and untraceable were magnified under this emotion and became unforgettable.

Hearing the screams of the monsters one after another, and then seeing the guarded eyes of Junyuan Palace in front of him, Ao Luan was stunned, what is wrong with him, people are sitting in the Fa meeting, and the pot is coming from the sky?

Bad luck!

"Eleven Princess,"

The disciples of Junyuan Palace have not had much experience, and they have never seen a mess in Junyuan Palace, so it is inevitable that there will be rumors that there will be soldiers, he said to Ao Luan seriously, "Please don't leave at will, I will tell the palace master." ”

Ao Luan stood in place, his slender hands shrunk into his cloud sleeves and clenched, very aggrieved.

As for the initiator Li Yuanfeng, he came to a building without anyone noticing.

"Here. ”

Li Yuanfeng looked at the wooden building in front of him with an aggressive gaze.

According to the memories in the inheritance of the ghost car bloodline, the path of the heavenly demon is not achieved overnight, it is also step by step, and in ancient times, there was an eightfold realm.

The first level: immobility. Copper skin and iron bones, water and fire are difficult to invade.

The second weight: moving the mountain. Incarnate a hundred zhang, drive the hills and mountains.

The third level: celestial realm. Standing up to the sky, shrinking the mountains and capturing the river.

Fourth: Wanhua Realm. Severed limbs are reborn, and life is endless.

The fifth: the Sky Realm. Catch the stars and chase the moon, and cross the void.

Sixth: the realm of immortality. Hidden in the world, immortal and immortal.

Seventh: Celestial Realm. The past and present, take photos from all directions.

The eighth level: the infinite realm. The body is the same, and everything should not be done.

Different from the division of the Xuanmen realm, the name of the Heavenly Demon realm tends to be more combative.

Li Yuanfeng has just started, and he desperately hopes that the harvest of this industry can improve him to the second mountain realm.