Super Elation Under the Sun

The city of Qingfu was turbulent, and bursts of violent energy slapped the blue sky frantically.

As the frequency increases, it seems that the cyan sky curtain is going to be precarious.

By now, I'm afraid that no one can see that the green talisman based on the city is going to suppress this unidentified monk.

It's just that the old Taoist priest is dead, who can compete?

Can the knife-wielding Xishan stop that person?

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Tens of miles away from Qingfu City, there was a small boat down the Sangjiang River, and a man in Qingyi stood on the small boat.

If it is said that Xishan's aura before makes people know that it is a peerless monk, this one seems to be much more ordinary.

He stood on the bow, looking at the top of Qingfu City, with a complicated expression.

After a while, there was a blue light coming from far to near, descending to the bow of the ship, slowly showing his figure.

It was the old Taoist priest who had become a little ethereal. He looked at the man in Tsing Yi and frowned and said, "Mr. Qingtian, you and I promised not to count now?"

Who knows that the master of Qingtian City, who should be a scorched now, is not in Qingtian City at this moment, but is outside Qingfu City.

Qing Tianjun turned his head, looked at the old Taoist priest, and said sarcastically: "What is the agreement, I am afraid you know better than me, you can see for yourself that you still have a few incense sticks to live."

At that time, he fought with Qingtianjun in the city, and he only set foot in the ocean. He thought that he would take the life of an old Taoist priest within a hundred rounds. He did not hesitate to make an agreement with him. If he fails to succeed, old One day a Taoist priest was alive, he Qingtianjun would never set foot in Qingfu City.

In the end, although Jun Qingtian had won, it was indeed after a hundred moves that he defeated the old Taoist priest. So in the following time, Jun Qingtian didn't set foot in Qingfu City for half a step, until today, he arrived here.

"Yanfuling, don't worry, I won't step into that city until you have completely dissipated into the world."

The old Taoist looked at the most famous big demon in the demon land nowadays with a complicated expression.

With his hands on his back, Qing Tianjun looked at Qingfucheng indifferently: "The young man in Xishan is not an adversary. If he dies in my place, the old guy will be reluctant. Besides, he still has some affection for me. I will rescue him. As for that person, he broke through the city when he was full of energy. I just wanted to see how high his realm was."

The old Taoist asked doubtfully: "What then?"

Qing Tianjun expressionlessly said, "It's been six thousand years, no matter how you rely on those side sects to survive, you don't necessarily have to be the same as him back then. You have been pressed with talisman for hundreds of years. After the First World War, even if he can live, There is not much threat. You don't want a big demon in the demon land, so why don't we think about it?"

The old Taoist snorted, "You monster races are the most cunning by nature."

Looking at this deceased person, Qing Tianjun reminded him with no importance or importance: "Human race may not be much better, otherwise you come to the demon land to do something."

The old Taoist was speechless for a while, but said nothing.

After a while, the freed Taoist monk asked: "What about that young man in the city? If you kill, are you afraid that Chao Qingqiu will settle the account with you?"

If the old Taoist priest was still alive, he would definitely not have so many words.

Qingtianjun beckoned slightly, and the river surface showed the scene of Li Fuyao under the lake. He paused for a moment before he said, "If there is a chance, I would even dare to kill Chao Qingqiu, but this **** swordsman can't even score anything. ."

In the words, there is some helplessness without concealment.

The old Taoist priest is a little baffling.

He turned to ask: "What are you planning in Qingtian City?"

Qing Tianjun didn't say a word, his temperament was not good, he just climbed the stairs, not in his eyes.

With all his plans, there are only three people in this world who can make him willing to speak well, two women, one large and one small.

In addition, it was the sword fairy who could not be beaten by anyone.

These three must be the least reasonable people in the world.

As for other people, even if they want to reason with him, are they worthy?

The green light of the old Taoist is weak, and it will gradually dissipate, Qing Tianjun looked at the old Taoist who is about to dissipate, and suddenly said: "You are not stupid, you are just looking for a way to liberate."

The old Taoist opened his mouth and laughed, and only said something inexplicable, "If you really want to fight, it doesn't necessarily mean that Lin Hongzhu can beat the poor Tao."

Qing Tianjun shook his head, "You just live a few years longer than him."

The voice was blown away by the wind, and the last figure of the old Taoist priest was also blown away by the wind.

Qing Tianjun looked at the Qingfucheng in front of him, with a slight expression, "What about born six thousand years earlier than me?"

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On the shore of the lake, Xishan, holding a knife, saw the mist-shrouded man appearing in the city.

Can't see the face, see men and women, but full of momentum.

The monstrous demon energy spread out from him, making Xishan feel extremely depressed.

If this is not a blindfold, Xishan can determine that the opponent is definitely a great monster in the sea.

It's just that there are only a few Great Monsters of the Canghai in the Demon Land, each of them has a prestigious name, no one knows, where did this one pop out, and it is still in the city of Qingfu?

This renunciation spirit of the ascending floor realm can suppress a big demon by drawing a talisman. Doesn't it feel shocking to speak?

When did the old Taoist priests have this ability?

Besides, a big demon can really be suppressed by a talisman?

The thoughts in Xishan's mind kept on, but now it seems that the monk, who is not aware of his realm, has not noticed Xishan, but is focused on the cyan sky.

Xishan clenched the hilt of the sword tightly and was not ready to continue his hand. Next, he wanted to see if he could break through the cyan sky. If not, even if the power was shocked, the sword after Xishan would be swung towards him.

Waves of violent energy kept bombarding the blue sky.

Countless scattered air machines fell into the city, destroying buildings.

The whole city was trembling slightly, and the existence that had always been shrouded in the mist made a strange sound again.

"squeak--"

As this sound resounded through the city, cracks began to appear one after another on the blue sky, and it seemed that it would be completely broken in a short time.

Xishan looked at the sky with a complicated expression.

Bang!

Like a broken mirror.

The cyan sky was completely broken.

Without the suppression of that talisman.

An unprecedented majestic machine broke through the constraints and gradually emerged.

As the demon **** revived, the great demon appeared.

Xishan didn’t hesitate any more, and his figure was about to grab the Qingfu City. The things he wanted from the clan were not explained to him. He only said that it would be great for him to step into the sea from the building. If it weren’t for this, he would not. As for rushing here from Xishan.

It's just that that thing is the one under this blue talisman?

How to take this, a big demon?

Can't tolerate Xishan's thinking, his figure has already left the city.

While breaking the blue sky, the man finally noticed the strangeness in the city, facing Xishan, the man waved a palm away.

Countless majestic air machines are like a big river rushing towards the West Mountain.

This climber realm demon cultivator had already been injured, if he took such a palm again, I was afraid that he would really cut off the possibility of cultivation.

Xishan gritted his teeth and swung a knife.

The sword light that used to be overbearing, now in front of this majestic machine, it is just a little trick.

This knife couldn't stop a single minute, and was shattered by this Qi machine overbearing after a while.

It's nothing more than that.

Just when the Qi machine was about to reach Xishan, one hand grabbed Xishan's robe and threw it out. At the same time, a sentence came from afar, "Quickly return to Xishan!"

Qing Tianjun appeared in the middle of the lake.

Xishan's face was pale, but he still clasped his fists and said, "Thank you demon lord for your help."

Jun Qingtian was expressionless, just looking at the mist in front of him, one hand stretched out.

Only two words.

"Come to fight!"