Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! On the way back, it was much easier than Chu Fan imagined. I thought that the disciples and guests raised by the Sima family would have to be inadvertently thought to let me officially embark on the journey to Xiquan, but unexpectedly the situation was unexpectedly relaxed. The update was fast and there was no advertisement.

Looking at all kinds of mottled deeds on the road made Chu Fan sigh in his heart. Even if he walked into the wilderness and encountered some mercenary robbers, he just watched from afar when he saw them, as if he was pointing at a monkey and then quickly left.

Chu Fan had already known from Pan Wen that although the guy named Long Batian was in the Yuanling Realm, he was definitely one of the most famous devils in the entire Eight Thousand Li Ji Island. Before joining the Sima family to become a guest elder, he was called Long Wuchang. He heard that this person was not only fickle but also cruel and impermanent. Any monk he met, no matter what background, even a first-class family disciple, would kill his head as a urinary if he was not happy. Unfortunately, this guy was so powerful that even the powerful man in the Nirvana Realm was helpless. At that time, two first-class families sent three Nirvana cultivators to surround and kill this person, but not only failed, the two big families were killed hundreds of people afterwards. Later, the two big families were completely disappointed and then came forward to make peace.

Such an overlord-like existence was killed by Chu Fan. Once this news spreads on the Baqianli Island, who would have no eyes dared to make bad luck with his own wealth and life?

The weather is clear and the wind is light and the clouds are light.

As he approached a small fairy town, looking at the countless stalls again, Chu Fan smiled slightly, wondering what the little girl Yingguo was doing now.

Sitting down at a tea shop, the boss is a middle-aged man in Xinghai Realm. There is a shop on the edge of the tea shop, where hundreds of Tianling Herbs are placed, most of which are Tianling Herbs below level 4. The grade is not high and there are no rare varieties.

I ordered a pot of fairy tea called "Rain Before the Rain". There is indeed a refreshing taste unique to the soil after the rain. Fairy tea is not the best, and the fairy aura contained in it is not strong, but this taste is indeed unique, and it is worth the 200 low-grade fairy stones. It is like I have been used to the gracefulness and gorgeousness of a lady from a family, and occasionally I am willing to spend a lot of money to taste the freshness and gentleness of a small family jade. The richness of fairy aura is second. What is most rare for Chu Fan is his mood.

Before the pot of tea was finished, Chu Fan and others heard a news that made him and even more shocking. News came from Xiquanzhou. The Blood Sword White Tower was less than a month old, and it pulled a huge gap into Xiquan's radius with a sharp edge. With its sharpness, it killed tens of thousands of disciples of more than a dozen major sects led by Wuji Sect, including many powerful people in the Qiankun Yuanling Realm.

What made the viewer even more shocked and panicked the person involved was that under the encirclement of more than a dozen powerful people in the Nirvana Realm, Baita actually used his blood sacrifice magical power to treat the powerful people in the Nirvana Realm as nothing, and regarded such a tight encirclement like a decoration. He used a move to attack the east and west, and forced an eight-star sect to take over! Such a spirit is more than just swallowing the heaven and earth?

After a month of competition, Xiquanzhou, stirred by the White Tower and several Blood Evil Cultivators, completely brought about endless storms and clouds, panic, and the world was turned upside down.

Fortunately, a month is not negative news. At least from some news, it is not bad news for some sects.

Because after a month of investigation, the young man in white clothes and a blood knife called Baita killed all the people he killed were within those dozens of sects. In addition, the word Zhurong left on the Soul-Devouring Altar made the entire Xiquanzhou think of the bloody case three thousand years ago. It was also the dozen sects led by Wuji Sect that slandered and slaughtered the first family in Xiquanzhou at that time. Zhurong only coveted the "Dawn" of Zhurong's divine fire!

Now three thousand years have passed, but I don’t expect that such a tragic past that had already turned into dust would have arisen in three thousand years.

The movement of the White Tower made the already changing Xiquanzhou even more swaying, and a muddy water even more muddy. I think the ten sects of Xiquanzhou, which are extremely arrogant, are now in a state of storm and passiveness, especially the three sects of Wuji Sect, Ziyun Divine Sect, and Jiuyan Immortal Sect, whose faces were even blue for a moment.

When he used his sinister and cruel tricks to encircle Zhurong Yi family, he finally felt the heart-wrenching cold. The seven-star and eight-star sects who were instigated and encouraged by the three major sects at that time broke their teeth and swallowed them into their stomachs. Who said that the Zhurong Yi family was completely unsuccessful? He patted his chest and said that as long as they helped them encircle Zhurong Yi family, there will be benefits in the future. Three thousand years have passed, but the benefits have not been obtained. Now a god of killing has emerged!

With one person's strength and one moonlight, killing tens of thousands of monks in Xiquanzhou! What a trick?

Unfortunately, the seven- or eight-star sects had to curse in their stomachs. What other ways could they do besides choosing to close the mountain?

Killing the Yuanling Power is as easy as slaughtering a chicken and a dog. The Wuji Sect, which is among the top ten sects, has been defeated one after another. Could it be that I still hope that I can fight the Shura Demon God? The key is that they don’t blatantly fight you.

Chu Fan took a sip of tea and smiled at Pan Wen and said, "How is it? I said that Xiquanzhou has been turned upside down by that guy Baita at this moment."

Pan Wen's face was still horrified, and he felt a buzzing sound in his mind. He asked himself that even if he had advanced to the Yuanling realm at this moment, he would never have such courage.

Chu Fan looked at the falling leaves in the distance and said, "The ten major sects in Xiquanzhou, haha, I have to admit that the inheritance of tens of millions of years cannot be underestimated. However, after being in a high position for a long time, even ordinary disciples are above the top. They are arrogant and arrogant on weekdays, and they don't like anyone else, and they are all ants, let alone how kind-hearted they are when encountering such a big event, and have first-class qualifications. Unfortunately, they do not have enough experience."

Pan Wen reacted and nodded lightly.

Chu Fan frowned and asked, "Is there anything to say?"

After a moment of silence, Pan Wen nodded and said, "One person's power will always end. No matter how Baita is, it is not an opponent of a powerful man in the Nirvana Realm. Once the flaw is really found, he will probably be unable to escape and die."

Chu Fan nodded, as if he was thinking to himself: "The way to become a demon by blood killing is to fight against the strong by weak. Only the bird riding an eagle can the Taoist thoughts continue to be successful and fight out of the Shura path. If I have a reason to wait for the Yuan Spirit and the realm of Nirvana to find trouble for those ten major sects, that guy has no way out. He becomes famous in one battle, and step on billions of dead bones, or he will never be reincarnated."

Pan Wen hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "The world's great roads are three thousand, I don't understand why I chose this great road. Isn't it good to live and see the scenery all the way?"

Chu Fan asked, "Are you trapped in now?"

Pan Wen smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I want it? If the luck of the Pan clan had not fallen on my head, I wouldn't have been lazy to go with you."

Chu Fan smiled and said, "Isn't you crying and shouting for good luck from heaven when you meet?"

Pan Wen sighed and said, "Don't mention it, I want to realize the truth in one go, but I don't want to make such a struggle."

After pausing, Pan Wen said, "By the way, I heard that there were three major sects in Xiquanzhou who were the masterminds of encircling and suppressing Zhurong's clan. There were more than seven or seven or eight-star sects involved. What are your goals?"

Chu Fan smiled and said, "Yanyun Mountain is the first, Zihong Immortal Sect is the second, Wuji Sect is the third Qinghai area. Ziyun Shen Sect and Fengshen Valley still have to depend on their position."

Pan Wen instantly cried and said, "Can you offend six of the ten major sects in Xiquanzhou? Brother Chu, have you snatched the saints of those six major sects?"

Chu Fan smiled without saying a word, and Yindie smiled gently.

Pan Wen was angry that he did not fight and looked at Yindie and said, "Fairy Yindie, don't you care about this?"

Yindie looked at Chu Fan softly, and showed a gentle smile: "I listen to my husband."

Pan Wen's face was pitch black and his head was so big that he looked at Yindie. He immediately looked like a deflated ball and said bitterly: "I'm really on the pirate ship."

He took a sip of Xianling Tea and moistened his mood. Pan Wen then let out a long breath, his mouth twitched twice before stretching his eyebrows and said, "Fortunately, this prince has advanced to the Yuanling realm, and he can run if he can't beat him."

Chu Fan laughed speechlessly: "You have the best chance?"

Pan Wen looked disdainful and curled his lips: "I am not like you. I have to practice the Great Way of Blood Killing, or something. I will keep the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. The sky is big and the earth is big, but the life is big. I have lost my nickname. I still practice the way of heaven? Don't worry, even if you are in danger, I will put the overall situation first. If it really doesn't work, I will help you get the situation back in the future."

Chu Fan said angrily: "Pan Wen, what are you talking about?"

Pan Wen curled his lips and snorted: "Of course it's the truth!"

His face suddenly dissipated and he joked: "I hope you have the courage to run away, but I'm not sure that something happened to me, my brother, and you Pan family can be safe and sound."

Pan Wen sighed with a loss of voice and felt extremely troubled. What kind of dog is Niang Xipi's luck in heaven?

...

In the void in Xiquanzhou, I saw a gap of more than ten feet suddenly appearing as if the sky was cracked.

In the gap, space flows circulating vertically and horizontally, the blade patterns of time and space are twisted, and the space is mixed and mottled. A cloud floats to it and is immediately rolled into nothingness.

After more than ten breaths, I saw a stunning curve slowly walking out of the terrifying crack. A phenomone white fairy skirt danced without wind, and three thousand black hairs fluttered. This was a stunning fairy.

Even if you wear a light gauze on your face, your body is hazy and your figure is floating, you are not like a human being.

A strange phenomenon in the sky, a stunning fairy figure appeared, and thousands of monks in Xiquan were lucky enough to witness it. All their faces were dumbfounded, and a blazing light immediately appeared.

The goddess descended to the earth, and was in a stunning manner. What kind of Xiquan Island and the lotus in the mortal world? It seemed like she was instantly exiled to the mortal world and was contaminated with the aura of the mortal world.

In just a moment, the woman's body spread out and instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

After more than ten breaths, the woman walked barefoot on the rolling white sea at the extreme north of Xiquanzhou, and was silent for a long time.

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The Nine Netherworld Immortal Realm.

Jiuming Tianshan Mountain is still filled with heavy snow flying like feathers.

A middle-aged Confucian man with extremely handsome eyebrows and eyes sighed, rubbing a red fairy sword with his hands. Opposite was an old man with his eyebrows, hair and hair as white as snow in the sky. His white robe was spotless, as if he was melting into one with the snow in the sky.

The middle-aged Confucian man sighed, but he really couldn't figure out why the junior sister liked to be stubborn? The reincarnation of Tianfeng, which was called rare in tens of millions of years by his master, is also the best in the entire fairy world, so why is he so stubborn?

After a few years of going down the mountain, he had already advanced to the realm of nirvana, and his swordsmanship was even more perfect. He was expected to break through the realm of illusion in a short time, but he insisted on running down to wade into the muddy waters. Master was really, I didn't know that the qualification was jealous of God, and he was forced to get involved with that kid.

The old man with white hair and hair looked at Qinglan who sighed and laughed, "Since Senior Beichen has let her go, there will naturally be no big deal. Why do you have to worry about it here? Come on, let's play a game with me."

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ps: Second update! Here we are here tonight, good night!

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