"Well, what's going on? ”

The spirit shadow of the smoked monk standing on the clouds in front of him, looking at the Crane Dance Sect Master who was also cold above his pretty face, asked hurriedly, and his voice was a little hurried.

"Okay, here's the thing, these six picture scrolls from the Heavenly Realm Imperial Painting Pavilion were indeed from the hand of which Mengyin Niang, but it was not Mengyin Niang who used this painting to cause chaos in the world, but the famous Lord of Tu Mountain in the Heavenly Realm - Menghu. ”

Crane Dance Xing's eyes widened, and he looked at the smoke-containing monk in front of him in a daze, and said loudly.

"Is it really her? How do you know?"

The smoked layman was even more shocked, as if he had heard some important and shocking news.

"It's true, I heard Qing Wuya say it himself. ”

The Crane Dance Sect Master's apricot eyes widened, looked at the smoked layman, and said solemnly.

"Qing--Boundless?"

As soon as her words fell, Xiao Huiming, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but scream.

"Sect Master Crane Dance, isn't that Qing Wuya you are talking about him?"

At the same time, the smoked monk who was standing quietly on the clouds in front of him was also taken aback, and then, his right hand was slowly raised, pointing to the distance behind her, and said slowly.

"Huh?"

Na Hewu was also taken aback when she looked at the strange looks of these two people, but when she looked carefully in the direction pointed by the smokey layman, her face suddenly turned red, she was panting, her almond eyes were round, and her body was shaking.

"Hmph! This Qing Wuyan, one of the three masters of the Xuanzhou Continent, is greedy for life and fear of death, buys the state for glory, and unites the bad immortals, Demon Venerables and others to persecute my Xuanzhou martial arts monks and the people, today, my Crane Dance is broken bones, and I will die with him!"

Crane Dance panted and said, regardless of his own low realm, he jumped into the air, and then swept straight towards the place where the Qing Wuya fought with the Dragon Kun Emperor.

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look, but I still have to spare a little strength to rush to the Danqing Realm to discuss big things, then you can only rely on yourself to help this woman!"

The smoke-containing monk standing in front of him also stared at him and said loudly.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Huiming nodded quickly without thinking, and then manipulated the golden phoenix flying sword to quickly rush towards the battle place where lightning and thunder roared and the storm rolled in the distance.

The spirit shadow of the smoked layman, also in a flash, disappeared in place out of thin air, and when it appeared again, it was already not far from the battle circle, and when he was already standing there, the crane dance and Xiao Huiming quickly swept over from behind her.

When the three of them stood in the place of the lightning and thunderous battle, they found that the battle here was more fierce and difficult than the vicious battle with Meng Yinniang.

I saw that above the cloud, there was a dragon hundreds of zhang high, its dragon head was huge, above the dragon horns, exuding a quiet light, the dragon's eyes were shining brightly, looking from a distance, it seemed to be two huge lanterns.

On top of the huge body hundreds of zhang long, there are countless small wind whirls shrouded in the fine dragon scales, which makes people look at it as if there are countless ants, which is very uncomfortable.

On its four strong legs, four dragon claws shone brightly, and the tips of those long claws radiated the light of the forest.

The whole dragon looked mighty and majestic, as if it was a real dragon in the lower realm.

However, on its back, there was a quiet tower of an old man who was more than ten feet high, wearing a cyan robe, his hair fluttering, and the fairy wind and bones.

Look at the opposite side again, the Dragon Kun Emperor is imposing, the dragon robe is fierce, the majestic figure is surrounded by rolling purple gas, look carefully, there are five purple clouds, tightly around him, making him even more unfathomable in this purple gas.

However, faintly, I saw a long bloody mouth on his left arm, which seemed to be still flowing with blood.

On his right hand, he held the Xuanzhou jade seal tightly, but it seemed that there was no sign of urging.

The huge blue-brown storm dragon, as well as the old man on the back of the dragon, were all murderous, as if they were going to tear the Dragon Kun Emperor in front of him apart.

"Hmph, don't hide, get out of here!"

Because of the realm, the Crane Dance Sect Master was obviously a little powerless in this high altitude, and she didn't hesitate, after stumbling a few times in the void and almost falling, she also quickly jumped onto the Golden Phoenix Flying Sword and joined forces with Xiao Huiming.

"Hahaha, who should I be? It turned out to be my little lover of the green mountain apprentice, the crane dance girl? What? This is to see the old man? What a filial piety!"

At the moment when Crane Dance's words fell, a loud shout suddenly came slowly from the place where the old man's figure above the blue-brown dragon's body came.

Crane Dance and Xiao Huiming looked up, and saw that the old man was unusually tall, with long sideburns, which looked very extraordinary, but his facial expression was slightly stiff, even when he spoke, the corners of his mouth did not move at all, as if he was a sculpture.

"Hmph! What's the matter? The old man didn't dare to come out to see your aunt and me, and he was still pretending to be here, even if you turned to ashes, I could find you!"

Crane Dance's fair face was full of anger, and when she saw her talking, she jumped up, holding the red sandalwood pipa in her arms obliquely, and wanted to start a sonic attack.

However, before she could sweep the strings, she saw that the dragon's delicate scales suddenly quickly left the huge blue-brown dragon body, and shot wildly towards Crane Dance, who was about to jump on the dragon's back.

The speed of that large wave of blue-brown dragon scales was extremely fast, and in the time of one breath, it was already in front of Crane Dance.

However, when it reached the vicinity of Crane Dance's graceful body, it suddenly turned into a spire of cyan wind, spinning at high speed, densely packed, there were hundreds, and drilled wildly towards the white skin around Crane Dance.

"Huh?"

Crane Dance was taken aback suddenly, and the graceful body, which was not very natural to fly above this high altitude, also involuntarily leaned back, and then stepped on the air with his front feet, and quickly fell down.

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