Heiyun City was cold and silent, and snow drifted. There are many sergeants wandering on the street, and they are still discussing the military competition not long ago. In the past, at this time, the war began again. The long front line was intertwined, and the two armies fought in blood, melting the remaining snow and frozen ground with blood. The city will be mobilized in full swing, continuous rounds of battle, cultivation, and then go out to fight, turn into a bone, or use both hands to make contributions and open up a road of practice. There may be fear, but more expectations, but this year it has unexpectedly failed, and the demons have never appeared. Everyone is guessing that this is probably related to the slaughter at the Cold Blood Pass, the Demon Realm has not had time to replenish its soldiers, and they can't get into the Demon Realm, and they can only wait. So only the Pure Land Temple has been busy, and the abbot of Yangon even put down his practice, taking this opportunity to purify the Demon Land and compress the territory of the Demon Land, and there is no time to travel to Li Qingshan. In such a peaceful atmosphere, Li Liehuo, the commander of the Fire Legion, the "big brother", became more and more restless. He needed to let the flame burn and kill as much as he could, otherwise he would feel painful. The flame lines flowed under his vigorous body, like surging magma, flickering and dimming with his breathing. His veins are exposed and his muscles are knotted. Who can think that the big brother with a fiery temperament, the thing that needs to be done most is patience, constant patience. Do not break out in patience, but perish in patience. He often tasted the taste of destruction, it was a pile of ashes. If all his skills are lost, his temperament will probably be even quieter than that of an old monk who has been practicing asceticism for many years. But recently, because of someone, patience has become more difficult. "Li, Qing, Shan!" The flames suddenly became flaming, and he clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the frenzied anger. The only trace of reason left tells him that this is probably his calamity. The true meaning of Lihuo is to ascend. He has already reached the peak of the human emperor. If you can't bear it and kill that kid desperately, the pressure from the sect is easy to bear, but it means that the power is out of control, then death is not far away. But if you want to be patient, it's really unbearable. Clenching his teeth, his eyes are cracking, bleeding and tears evaporate instantly. Strength is also suffering. But he believes that if he can survive this catastrophe, he will have a chance to rise to the next level. The way of raging fire requires such anger as a guide, rather than gradually burning out reason and depleting resources in the warm fire. Calamity is also a chance. Under the gray stone tower, Li Qingshan didn't know that he was angry and crying. Although he was just a fuse, even if Li Liehuo came to the door now, he was already worthwhile. A new small world has solidified and formed. Bulls, tigers, tortoises and phoenix are all stretched. Earth, fire, feng shui, all go to their place. At this point, the problem of balance between gods and demons was finally solved. He practiced whatever he likes to practice, and he likes to cultivate to the number of levels, as if the unlocking has been released. If this is not enough to crush Li Liehuo in a head-on duel, then his breakthrough to the fifth day of the catastrophe is already in sight. If it weren't for losing the Yin God, as long as he became a Yang God, he could break through immediately. But that's okay, he is basically in "Nine Changes of Gods and Demons", not "Book of Freedom". When he pushes all the four changes of Bull, Tiger, Tortoise and Phoenix to the sixth stage, he will not be able to overcome the calamity if he doesn't believe it. "Hey, I have been depressed and endured for so long, so I can finally stretch my muscles and bones! Alas!" Amidst the joy, Chao Tianjiao has not returned yet. If she succeeds in crossing the catastrophe, she should have already killed her back. With that woman's temperament, it is impossible not to come here to "remembrance", he has already formulated a set of rhetoric.
Since she had never come, she might have been horrible. But there was a glimmer of hope that if she died in the battle, the light of life would go out. It is impossible for the Vientiane Sect to have no explanation, but it is also possible that the news is blocked to avoid instability of the military. Is it too deep into the play? It's useless to think too much, put all the conjectures behind, stand up, and greet Xiao An: "Let's go out for a walk, find a good place to practice, and overcome the catastrophe!" "Okay." Xiao An smiled slightly: "I will protect you. " Lord Lao Xiaoan." ... Chao Tianjiao looked back suddenly, and saw a pale color that sealed the void. Just now I climbed the peak and escaped from the dead, but I was plunged into the abyss and endangered. Condensing his eyebrows and closing his eyes, the thought flashed in his heart: "Is it hard to escape death?" Immediately opened his eyes, green eyebrows were like a knife, smiled freely, facing the pale despair, and pointed like a knife, slashed away! "Evil demon, the cultivation is rampant!" Above the sky, he shouted sharply, like thunder. Profound light flashed, blood spattered, pale claws, and wrists broke. Faceless Cthulhu struggled in vain, quickly close hand, only to recover a broken wrist, his face intense burst of peristalsis, sounds dumb: "! Zhenwu Sword" shining armor of God will fall from the sky, SG shine, shine through all directions. The cloak fluttered behind him, like a big flag. He was holding a black scabbard in both hands, with turtles and snakes entwined, seven lodges arrayed, and the killing air traversed the world. The twelve demon emperors were all trembling, even the chaotic and evil philosophers were fighting at their teeth, as if a catastrophe was imminent. If it hadn't been for the Faceless Cthulhu, it might have disappeared in a rush. Xuanguang cruised around, and returned to the scabbard, the killing aura was collected. Chao Tianjiao escaped from the dead, blinking his eyes: "Liujia God General!?" The Jinjia God General smiled and nodded slightly: "Exactly, in the Xiajiazi God Wang Wenqing, the Zhenwu God Sword is in hand, please forgive me for not saluting. Bong. The god Xuantian gave an orally to invite fellow daoists to Wuyu Tiangong and his party. " God Xuantian, Emperor Zhenwu, is one of the honorable titles. Chao Tianjiao glanced down, and the pale claws turned into dead ashes before they landed. The faceless evil god rate the twelve demon emperors, but he didn't even dare to take a step forward. The Jiazi god general, Wang Wenqing, has eyebrows trimmed with phoenix eyes, and has a fair face and a calm manner. He is not like a god general who is fighting in the devil's domain. Rather, he is like a scribe in his courtyard chanting poems and composing the opposite. In the eyes. She bowed a salute: "Thank you fellow daoist for saving my life!" But her eyes couldn't help but look at the sword in his arms, feeling a touch of kindness, and a little awe, as if facing a strict father. "Liu Ding Liu Jia" is famous all over the world. It is the guardian of Emperor Zhenwu, but its main function is not fighting against the Demon Realm. They are often called by Taoist priests from all over the world to carry out wind and thunder and cast down demons and demons, so no one knows that no one knows. However, even though the "Jiazi God" is the leader of Liujia, it is not enough to conquer a Cthulhu. Moreover, the higher the cultivation level, the greater the restraint of the law. In this demon realm, if the faceless evil god ordered the twelve demon emperors to lay down the twelve capital demon evil formations, a few more immortals would dare to fight. What they were really afraid of was the "Zhenwu Sword" in his hand, which was the sword of Emperor Zhenwu. Chao Tianjiao sighed in his heart: "The power of a sword is as good as Si!"