Colorful clothes are flying, and the sound of the piano is melodious. The dance music of the drunken demon seems to have eternal magic.

In the Valley of No Hatred, the dancing girls were not as profligate and glamorous as they were in the Drunken Demon Luo Restaurant. However, when they raise their hands and feet, they carry the charm of the soul.

The sound of the piano bursts, the black gauze woman, the posture is graceful, the ten fingers are lightly plucked, infinitely beautiful.

The red-clothed Gan Tianqing is already ready here. Now, in his hands, there is naturally no shortage of spirit coins. The Great Young Master of the Hatless Valley was unintentional and gave him enough spirit coins to perform.

It's just that, this time, it's definitely different from Drunken Moro. Today, after all, is the birthday of the hateless valley lord. If Gan Tianqing just performed such a technique as in Drunken Demon Luoli, the fragrant scene and the lust were rippling, it seemed a little not dignified enough.

But it doesn't hurt to be a qiē, Gan Tianqing has other means.

The sound of the piano continued, and the black gauze woman held the guqin in her arms, and she could actually form dance steps like a limbo. Many other dancers have also danced in amazing ways.

The heat was almost over, and Gan Tianqing's face was already calm. He shook his left hand first. One hundred bronze-level spirit coins, the golden mangs are brilliant, and they are interspersed like dragons, which is spectacular.

It's just that because the opening dance of the Valley of No Hatred is a fairy scattering flowers. At this time, it seems not surprising to look at Gan Tianqing's subordinates and the flying spirit coins.

Everyone focused more attention on the drunken demon dancer and the black gauze girl. In comparison, those women are naturally more attractive.

Even Mo Zhenshan seems to think that the whole performance is actually the dance music of the Drunken Demon Luo Dancing Girl and the Black Veil Girl. Most of the cardinals were the ones who Mo Wuxin pulled to play tricks. There's no real ability.

The so-called Mo Wuxin's preparation is mostly the mind of the lady, putting on the name of a son.

The whole stage. Only the sunglasses of the Heavenly Immortal Sixfold Realm, half-closed eyes, I don't know what I'm looking at. For thousands of years, I have basically been in retreat, and the heart of sunglasses has long been like water.

Those women in Drunken Demon Luo were like pink skeletons in his eyes. He even pays polite attention. Neither.

In the void, a hundred spirit coins, facing the sun. First, it changed into a circle and simply circled around the dancers. However, there is absolutely no superfluous ambiguous and provocative action.

Immediately, Gan Tianqing's other hand also shook. Another hundred spirit coins. Soar to the sky. Last time, Gan Tianqing was only a hundred spirit coins every time he was in Drunken Demon Luo.

Today, however, it has doubled. The second golden dragon was still circled, surrounding those dancing girls, like a golden circle of light.

"Oh! It's kind of interesting! ”

"Yes, I've seen his methods in the Drunken Demon Building. It seems that there were some reservations on the day!"

"A true immortal. If you don't practice well, you have nothing to do to get these spirit coins, it's a mess, it's a waste of time!"

"What do you know, people are also cultivating!

On and off the stage, there began to be discussions, some people questioned, and some people supported it. Gradually, everyone not only paid attention to the drunken devil's dance and the sound of the piano, but more monks began to watch Gan Tianqing's performance.

100, 200, 300, 400......

Gan Tianqing put his hands together, and actually threw out eight hundred bronze-level spirit coins in one go.

At this time, on and off the stage, applause has already begun to appear. Because, everyone understands that the difficulty of controlling these spirit coins is far better than that of flowers. Moreover, Gan Tianqing's methods today are far better than when he was in Drunken Moluo.

At this time, the corners of Gan Tianqing's mouth curved, and he shook his hand again. This time it wasn't a hundred, but eighty spirit coins.

Eight hundred and eighty, bronze-grade spirit coins, completely listed in the void, like golden stars. Countless golden lights are scattered in the high heavens.

At this time, someone finally saw the clue.

Isn't the 880 bronze-grade spirit coins the 88,000 spirit stones? The number of these spirit coins actually contains such a mystery. Eighty-eight dancing girls and eight hundred and eighty bronze-level spirit coins, these are all closely related to the longevity of Mozhen Mountain.

The people who designed these are really putting a lot of thought into it.

"Well, that's good!" Mo Zhenshan nodded slightly, he also realized the meaning, and Bai Muhuan smiled like a flower.

"Disperse!" At this time, Gan Tianqing broke off.

Goodbye, those eight hundred and eighty spirit coins were suddenly scattered and combined, and they wanted to change. And those drunken demon dancers were also instantly divided into eight groups.

Whew――

Gan Tianqing raised his hands, and a vast immortal power spread out.

"Eighty-eight thousand, blessed life!"

In the void, spirit coins fly. Lined up in eight golden characters, floating in the void, and the dancing girl of the drunken demon below, at the same time, threw out five-colored ribbons.

They seemed to be the base of the golden letters, spreading out like flowers. The sound of the black gauze girl's piano is also peaceful and moving.

"Good!" thunderous applause and rave reviews.

With such a delicate technique and ingenious combination, it seems that a lot of thought has been wasted.

"Very good!" Mo Zhenshan smiled and looked at Bai Muhuan and Mo Wuxin, and for a while, he felt a little enjoying his family. Today's Mo Wuxin is really a little different.

Bai Muhuan smiled and couldn't help but look at Mo Wuxin. At this time, Mo Wuxin was quite quiet, just clapping his hands with all his might.

Bai Muhuan understood that this was the day she gave Mo Wuxin a heart, because she wanted Mo Zhenshan and had the pain of losing her normal son.

However, just when everyone was hiding their thoughts, suddenly, outside Panlong Valley, there was a loud noise.

Boom-click--

The earth shook, and the valley shook, as if a mountain had collapsed, and a boulder had exploded.

"Huh?" Mo Zhenshan's sword eyebrows stood up, and his tiger eyes were astigmatized. Guo Bai, the two managers, suddenly changed their faces. Because, that direction seems to be the direction that Mr. Mo is vigilant in.

The sound of the black gauze woman's piano came to an abrupt end.

And in the void, a gray figure suddenly appeared, just covered in blood. A flying sword was stuck in the back of his heart.

"There's an Assassin, Master Mo is dead-"

The man only said these three words, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, and his heart was pierced by the flying sword, and the robbery heart was dispersed, and his breath was gone. Manager Guo, flew over as soon as possible, but no one had the ability to return to the sky.

In an instant, the scene was slightly chaotic. The last words of the grey friar were understood by many people. Others may not know, but the people in the Valley of No Hate are all shocked.

Because, Mr. Mo is the powerhouse of the Xuan Immortal Eightfold. Who has such a great ability? It seems that Fang Cai's every qiē is an instant, and a look at the face kills Mr. Mo in seconds.

Mo Zhenshan sat on the stage, although his eyes were slightly cold, but he sneered.

"Sure enough, it's here!" Mo Zhenshan turned around and said to one of the guards, "Mo Da, go and see, act according to the plan!"

"Yes!" Namo San nodded in response, and the Xuantian Ninefold Dà was consummated, and disappeared in an instant. For a qiē that may occur in the valley, in fact, Mozhen Mountain has been prepared for a long time.

"Valley Lord, what's going on?" Bai Muhuan's eyes were slightly worried.

"It's okay! it's just a little trouble!" Mo Zhenshan smiled faintly, and then said loudly, "Everyone, it's a small problem!"

Mo Zhenshan stabilized the audience, and the Heavenly Immortal Liuzhong on the other side of him did not move at all, and his expression was peaceful. Just like a qiē didn't happen, it seems that Mo Zhenshan is confident in dealing with a qiē.

The sound of the piano sounded again, and it seemed to be as good as ever, and everyone had a moment of dazedness and calm.

However, at this time. The eight hundred and eighty spirit coins on the stage are regenerated and changed. Jin Mangzhan Zhan, a glorious exhibition, and eight big characters.

"Murder of brothers and adulterers, murder of children and adulteresses!"

Wow -

As soon as these eight words came out, there was a loud sound than the one just now, and there was a vibration. Mo Zhenshan's face changed suddenly, and Bai Muhuan was also stunned. She knew that the cardinal monk was Gan Tianqing, but she didn't know that there could be these eight words.

However, it doesn't matter to her anymore. What about the whore? What about the slut? She doesn't care, the killing is about to begin, and that's the excitement.

Sure enough, a qiē is a moment of electric light.

Boom-boom-boom-

The explosion shook the sky, and the eight hundred and eighty spirit coins suddenly exploded, turning into countless golden swords.

Probably except for Amu and a few people, who knew that Gan Tianqing's plan was unexpected, everyone else was suddenly shocked. Because, everyone's attention just now was still on the loud noise outside the valley.

Who pays attention to the cardinals on the field?

However, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the eight big characters of the void suddenly dispersed, the golden light was endless, and the power of the endless heavenly immortals spread out like fairy wind. The entire high platform was instantly filled with a whirlwind of violence.

In the whirlwind, a dragon roared for nine days, and the red robe was like a cloud, heading straight for Mozhen Mountain

"The power of the immortals!" someone shouted on the high platform. However, Gan Tianqing had already made a move. Whether it is the golden mang sword or the red sword, they all go straight to Mozhen Mountain.

At such a close distance, it seems unstoppable.

The Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion wants to kill Mozhen Mountain! However, don't forget, there is a Heavenly Immortal Sixfold on the stage. And at the moment when the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion made a move, the Heavenly Immortal Sixfold finally moved. Perhaps, this is the moment he was waiting for.

Heavenly Immortal Sixfold, there is no need to make too many movements, just raise his eyebrows and wave lightly with one hand.

The sixfold power of the Heavenly Immortals is enough to kill the whole audience in an instant! What golden little sword, what red sword, dispersed in an instant, and it couldn't get close to Mo Zhenshan's body at all.

Woohoo -

There was another dragon roar, Gan Tianqing's red robe was unfurled, and he didn't make another move, but retreated sharply, and a dragon shadow faintly appeared.

That day is six immortals, how could he let go of Gan Tianqing? As soon as he moved, a big hand, carrying the endless heavenly might, slapped directly at Gan Tianqing.

"Hmph, the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion, but Er'er!" The qiē outside the Panlong Valley was most likely to divert the tiger from the mountain, but how could he be tricked?

Sure enough, the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion is the biggest killer! It's just that I didn't expect that this super killer with a reputation for Shura would turn into a red-clothed monk and suddenly make a move.

Still, he was wrong. This time, the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion is really not the biggest killer move.

Because, almost all at the same moment. In the crowd under the stage, a black shadow went straight to the high platform, and a light suddenly shot out from the center of its eyebrows.

It's a life-killing talisman!

In an instant, a lot of people moved! (To be continued......)