The fantasy world, the head of Huangzhou city.
The three major envoys of Saint Xuantian Sect, including the Empress, Bailiyang, and Duanmukai, all arrived. Next to them, there was still a young girl wearing a black cloak, three-six-nine.
For the return of 369, Bailiyang, Duanmukai, Hanshancui and other old people of Xuantianzong expressed a warm welcome.
The queen was not very happy, except for the girl's jealousy, and there was a huge gap between the two of them. Long ago, 369 was the humblest furnace tripod, she was the queen, but they were of equal status in front of Li Ji, and 369 even had a slight upper hand.
The most important thing is that this person is not a monster or a demon, holding the Holy Master's Order in his hand, it seems to be a new Holy Master's style.
At this moment, the four of them stared at the city of Huangzhou, and they were silent with the black and white demon cult army at night.
"Nine holy envoys, three holy envoys, something went wrong!"
Korobin, the master of the Sword Hall, flew up to the top of the city, his voice hurried and panting slightly. With his current cultivation base, being able to be so nervous is obviously not a small matter.
The empress and San Liu Ji glanced at each other, but they didn't speak.
Upon seeing this, Baili Yang coughed and asked: "Hall Master Ke, what's the matter?"
Corrobin said: "Elder Yujin and Elder Li Tai are quarreling!"
Duanmukai heard that he was a phantom sword sect, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter?"
"Elder Yujin wants to bring the Misty Sword Sect back to Misty Peak, saying that he wants to preserve his strength for the Saint Sect, but Elder Li Tai disagrees!"
The enemy is approaching the city, but his own people have to fight inwardly!
Duanmukai didn't know how to answer, and looked at Baili Yang.
Bailiyang pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at the empress and 369, and asked; "What do you think of them!"
Empress: "Slay the fish brocade!"
Three Sixty-nine: "Soothing Yujin!"
They both spoke almost at the same time, but their opinions were completely opposite!
The queen snorted, and then continued: "How dare you make a mutiny, you must use thunder means to kill a hundred, so as to be like you!"
Three or sixty-nine voices were flat: "The Holy Sect was established soon, and the hearts of the people have not been convinced. Now that the enemy is pressing on the territory, it should be mainly to appease, so as not to cause greater disturbance!"
Bailiyang was stunned: "The two people's opinions are not unified, this is not easy to handle!"
"Easy to handle! Let the Duanmu Saint Envoy do it!" The Queen and 359 said in unison, this time they said exactly the same content.
In the eyes of the empress, Duanmukai was not an old man of Xuantianzong, and was not as close as Bailiyang.
From the perspective of Sanliujiu, Duanmukai came from the Misty Sword School, and it was easier to appease and divide them.
"You are all grandmothers!" Duanmukai muttered, but without hesitation, he flew off the city wall and hurried away. He must go back quickly, and work with the queen and others to deal with the demon cult's siege army.
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The atmosphere in the middle army tent of the snow worshiping army was a bit wrong.
Seeing the three messengers making the money, Xue Wei urged the siege order to be issued.
Yun Xueyao didn't seem to hear her, her eyes closed slightly, she leaned on the throne, her posture a bit lazy.
Qu Bin laughed loudly: "Li Ji is missing, and the Xuantian Saint Sect has no leader. It coincides with the fish and brocade chaos. As long as we attack the city, they will fall apart! Godsend opportunity, godsend opportunity!"
Taoist Qianji kept his face sullen, glanced at Qu Bin like a lunatic, and said nothing.
He didn't speak, and Gu Ziyan, who was in a lower position, did not dare to speak when he waited for the high-level worshipers of the Snow God Sect.
The atmosphere in the big tent suddenly became solemn.
After a while, Yun Xueyao got up and left the throne, and walked out of the account, her movements a little bit twisted.
Gu Ziyan hurried to catch up, and asked cautiously, "Young priest, can you feel a little discomfort?"
"No, don't guess!"
Having said that, Yun Xueyao's eyes drifted away, her cheeks were red, and she couldn't restrain herself.
Blood Weeping also followed, and said loudly: "The young priest has no discomfort, and please give an army order. The army has been waiting for too long!"
"Let them take their troops back to the camp and rest!" Yun Xueyao said.
Blood weeping frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you give me a reason!"
Yun Xueyao paused, but didn't look back, and said angrily: "I changed my mind, can I?"
Gu Ziyan and a group of nearby disciples worshiping the Snow God to teach her, they all fell to their knees in fright when they heard her wrong tone.
Xue Weep did not dare to refute, and said in a low voice: "Subordinates obey the orders, and then return to the camp!"
Yun Xueyao still wanted to say something, that strange discomfort came again, and she couldn't contain it, so she had to use the ice and snow magical power to suppress it forcibly.
After a while, the coldness of ice and snow appeared on her pretty face again.
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At this time, in the Snow Appreciation Pavilion.
Xueyi finally succumbed, letting Li Jixian's pig knuckles wreak havoc, no longer resisting.
Li Ji glanced at the night outside the window, laid Xueyi down, and left the Yunxue space contentedly.
I'm an old husband and wife, so it's normal to be ambiguous.
What made Li Ji excited was Xueyi's reaction. After asking Xueyi's mother, she knew that this kind of performance would greatly increase the chance of awakening!
At the same time, what made Li Ji uneasy was Xueyi's reaction, and that kind of instinctive resistance made him feel unfamiliar.
Under the murderous eyes of Xueyi's mother, after barely asking a few embarrassing questions, Li Ji fled and began to re-arrange the super array of Xuexue Pavilion.
About an hour later, Li Ji wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but exclaim: "No wonder he is called a big coffee, awesome!"
He stepped into the room opposite Yunxue Space.
This room is very small. It was Xueyi's cloakroom. After the storage ring was activated, it was used to stack debris!
Li Ji closed the door with his backhand, evoked the three-dimensional perspective model of Xuexue Pavilion, injected a spirit of spirit into the model, and activated the array of arrays. In an instant, a wall in this room in the model gradually emerged.
There was a slight noise around Sakon, and a wall appeared out of thin air, and the wall in the model was condensed into substance at the same time.
He once again injected a divine mind into the model, revoking the walls inside. The wall in front of him also disappeared.
This is the method used to transform the Snow Appreciation Pavilion!
Li Ji issued a set of repeated instructions, and the wall in front of him cracked a gap several inches long. After a while, a poker-sized blue card, a translucent card, and an Ambilight card popped out from the gap.
He waved his hand to catch it, and his voice said coldly: "Crossing cards! Magic cards! Universal cards!... Give me a hundred crossing cards!"
As soon as the voice fell, the crack spit out blue cards frantically, just like a coin vending machine spitting out game coins. Soon it reached the number of one hundred.
Li Ji randomly took out one and urged it. After a while, the whole person appeared in a void!
"What traversing cards, magical cards, universal cards! What novice missions, random missions, turned out to be fooling people! Void God King, you fooled me so hard!"
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In a villa on the outskirts of Chang'an, the Void God King Xi Xiaojiang, who was being massaged by several female spiritualists, suddenly sneezed.