Immortal Voices

The first several lords have emerged because of the suppression of the evil demon prison, and the ban has not been lifted before. They speculated that Xi Xun, the lord, did not lose his life, and he jumped up and down on the condensing moon as a monkey play.

Now that the ban is suddenly lifted, the Lord of Lords must have died unexpectedly, and the successor Lord of Lords has never been born.

This also means that Wuxin Cliff no longer needs the Lord of the Demon, and no one can suppress them anymore, and Tiandao relaxed their restraint on them.

The demon is lawless and disobedient. The condensing moon does not have the demon stunned, and there is no blessing from the heavenly demon master. He is just a junior who has become a demon but cannot be a thousand years old. Who will take her to heart, She didn't even know the inside story of the magic prison.

The person with a bad heart has already scratched in his heart, thinking about killing the condensing moon, the person who jumps up and down, and of course, more is born at this opportunity. This is a carnival that belongs to the magic road, a feast that belongs to them. Ya they have been bored for a long time.

The pretending face stood reverently and stood up, leaving the face straight and picking people away.

No one obeyed, even if Ningyue yelled.

Wuxin Cliff was in chaos. Above the clouds, Shen Xi took a deep breath when she saw the scenes of the devil dancing, and a heavy flash of light flickered in her eyes: "After that, the demonism is long, the real chaos."

When these self-cultivation demons have stepped into the world, carrying their sins and contaminating karma again, they really cease to exist.

Shen Xi thought of the demon masters who had lost their lives in the past and had to suppress the demon devil to leave a line of life for the demon, but now because the devil repaired his own rebellion, he destroyed the line of life.

It's really a natural cycle, and retribution is unpleasant.

Shen Xi turned his head to the elders on the side: "Look at the elders who are close to Shou Yuan and have exhausted their talents in Zongmen, and let them go out to eliminate the magical repairs. These magical repairs are all merit to the monks and other Taoists. Let them fight together to break through. "

The elder nodded his beard and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

At the same time, in the main hall of the city's mansion, Qingbo, who was playing Taiji, trembled with a teacup in his hand, throbbing suddenly, and had a bad feeling. He just felt a haze on his heart. No way can be separated.

Does anyone count themselves? !!

Qingbo held the tea cup tightly and looked ugly.

He didn't know for sure. Since the ban was lifted, Tiandao has sensed that the future calamity is coming, and it is Qingbo who caused all this.

In addition to the bowl of sunshade in Qingbo, the culprit of Innocent Cliff Ningyue and others.

In the final analysis, everything is because they let the 'ban' unblock, the ban is lifted, the magic road is prosperous, and the magic is repairing cholera, so this amazing karma has to be backed.

Those who were remembered by the heavens only died.

Inside the house as bright as day, Rong Xian watched with joy a ray of yellow light falling from the sky on himself, the spirit caused by the shading disappeared abruptly, the red karma all over his body faded, faintly, even behind his head A few bright lights emerged.

"The merit of guarding the magic prison for thousands of years is really quite fair, and God is fair." Rong Xian wiped his sleeves, and Xuan Huang's merit cleaned his body and then integrated into his body.

After the merit entered the body, the vagueness that had been cultivated became clear instantly, and the blood of the sword emperor in the body was quickly replaced.

Rong Xian was ecstatic, and she sighed with emotion: "This time not only overcast the traitors, but also resolved the big stones in her heart. Qingbo is really a good person to send warmth, and it rains in time. Scream. "

In order to express his gratitude, Rong Xian decided to send Qingbo for the final trip to return him to heaven.

In the hall, Shen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng looked at each other, wondering about the sudden changes in Qingbo.

"City Lord, City Lord?" Yun Youfeng cried.

Qingbo returned to God, apparently there was no mood to deal with these two people again, the sword emperor's fine blood is good, but if you have no life to enjoy fart useless.

He put down his tea cup and left to Shen Jiu casually: "I suddenly remembered that some private matters had not been dealt with. Since the two came to the city's mansion and were close friends with his teacher's nephew, they should have their own home here. "

After all, no matter how horrible you are, you waved your hand and said, "Qing Er, take the guests to rest." Then quickly turned and left.

He had to figure out who was calculating his life first, and after planning it, he planned the sword emperor's blood, anyway, Rong Xian could not escape his palm for the time being.

After Qingbo left, Shen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng could not return to God for a long time. The two were confused, and it was not clear what Qingbo was doing.

A figure came out in the dark, and Qing Er was still in a blue shirt. Jun Xiu's face was expressionless: "I'm sorry for the two. The city owner must leave if there is something urgent. The two can stay in the house first."

Yun Youfeng licked his face and brought it up, and asked mysteriously: "Qing Er, it ’s because we were once friends. You tell me what Qingbo is doing, and I do n’t care about you killing me. ,how about it?"

Qing Er's eyes flickered, his tone indifferent: "It's not clear what happened to the city owner."

Yun You's demeanor rolled his eyes: "Huh, don't say no, excuse."

Qing Er swiftly smiled in his eyes, and restored Gujing Wubo. I did not expect that I haven't seen them for so many years. You Feng's temperament is still so fun.

Yunyou Feng asked with a smile: "Can I just stroll around after I stay?"

Qing Er seemed to be incapable of hearing what he said, with a polite respect, saying: "Except for the city ’s master ’s practice restricted area, a few people are free. If you want to leave Ziwei City, Qing Er will salute several guests."

He bowed slightly, and left the hall with his subordinates, and let the roar behind him yell.

Shen Jiuliu looked at the communication between the two, and said coldly, "It seems that You Feng is really familiar with the people here."

First Qingyi, and then Qing Er. From their performance, they seem to be friends.

Yunyou smiled dryly, persuaded him not to speak again, lest Shen Jiuluu pursue the truth.

Seeing him reluctant to say, Shen Jiuliu was not embarrassed. Although he looked indifferent and unfriendly, he was soft and considerate and never willing to force others.

Shen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng left the hall and talked as they walked away. Shen Jiuliu said: "If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. It seems that Qingbo is in trouble."

Yun Youfeng grinned: "Exactly, he has no skill to take care of us now, and we can slip away with Rong Xiaoxian."

Shen Jiuliu shook his head and said, "I can't just leave like this, I have to find out the death of the people. All clues are on Qingbo. I can't just stop."

Yun Youfeng's face froze, Qi Qiran said, "Well, I've given up my life with the gentleman."

He urged Baba to shrink into a ball, and drew a coffin in his heart: Hey, is it too late for me to tell Kurume about the crime?

Shen Jiu Liu didn't know Yun Youfeng's thoughts, but just listened to his words and said, "Thank you, Yu Feng."