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Chapter 87 Mr. Student

When Jun Zeyu entered Zhongzhou alone, the tricks left for Su Xiaofan had many contents and plans.

This includes the faces of the two camps of the world's confrontation, the seven battles to arrange troops and even the victory or defeat. For example, the little saint Wang Tingji defeated the Tibetan Book Soul, the Thousand One beat the North Snow in the autumn, and the deep love of Xiao Bielian lost to him.

The cold and beautiful Liang Bing, A Yao Jian chopped the big demon Chongkui, Liancheng Jue and Muyun Jiancheng tied... Of course, it also includes Mo Qi's difficult situation, Bu Yi Tower moves mountains, it can be said that everything is big and detailed, and it is completely calculated.

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Even after getting the secret bag, Jiang Manlou, the master of Tibing Mountain, was silent and heartily sighed: "Jun Zeyu is still Jun Zeyu! This ability that is perfect for everyone is so terrifying..."

Of course, the achievements of freezing for three feet and a thousand years are not something that Jun Zeyu can only be defeated by his own strength. The prerequisite is that Luo Changfeng and Liancheng Jue gentlemen have similar views.

In the eyes of the two, the lives of the people are better than the reputation of the common ruler in the world. They are unwilling to be internally flirted, so they asked Jun Zeyu to think of a way that has never set a precedent in history, called moving mountains.

The second divine weapon Tianji Pan has the ability to transmit space. The Tianji Pavilion issued the Tianque Earth Xuan List and the fifth strategy of the two worlds to see this extraordinary magical power. The so-called moving mountains is just something.

Make the best use.

Taking advantage of the time when the heroes gathered together in the Emperor's Tomb Seven Battles to determine the world's ruler, Mo Qi Dao broke through the realm and entered the peak of the gods. Then he joined hands with some distant lords of the Buyi Tower to reopen the Tianji Pan and reopen the entire emperor.

The imperial tomb was uprooted, ignoring the limitations of the space boundary wall, and moving mountains into the sky and the west to the Central Plains City, which was turbulent at this time.

One can stop the internal friction of heroes, and the other can descend out of thin air and move mountains in the painting scroll. The powerful people on both sides of the river can be begged for foreign demons to see if the world is bullied.

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Emperor Wuxu climbed into the sky and broke through the sky, and was determined to break the restriction of the painting of heaven and earth, and blocked the crazy actions of Mo Qinan and the twenty-seven Buyilou, who joined forces to move mountains. Therefore, compared with the mutual test of Luo Changfeng, he fought with him.

The offensive is seven points to defend itself, and the white-haired noble men in white clothes and white hair above the void are endless, all of which are the nine-level means of great power.

Without a few tricks, cracks appeared on the mountain above the Qinghai Long Clouds and Snow Mountain, which was about a meter wide and could not be seen at the end. It was like a spider web intertwined and shocking, and countless stones and snow piles rolled and fell.

Like a meteor flying fire, falling to the riverside.

Such movements were naturally seen by the heroes who confronted each other on the riverside. Even Liancheng Jue, Mu Yun Jiancheng and others, who met with swords, were disturbed by them, and could not

If each of them cultivates their own energy, they will be calm and unpredictable.

Some stand gracefully on the cliffs on the treetops, or look at the sudden change from a high place to face the wind and cold.

"What happened?"

At this moment, all the heroes had this question in their hearts. Emperor Wulei was the leader of the alliance and had the ambition to swallow the world. This is the critical moment of the seven battles, how could he get rid of his opponent Luo Changfeng?

Going crazy and trying to break through this cage?

The goddess Long Ouyang Qingxu felt worried. She had a strong realm and strength among the Hundred Lords. She also did not notice the abnormality of the 27-death foot of the Emperor's Mausoleum.

However, as one of the military advisors of the Emperor Alliance and as famous as the Qianlong Military Advisor, she dared to conclude that the capital in the alliance or the foot of the capital even at the fifteenth month pass suddenly appeared, and the foundation was shaken, so that the two people who were lying on the sky and the earth were lying on the sky.

The seniors who guarded the country were unable to turn things around.

For a moment, Ouyang Qingxu's mind flashed with many suspicions.

"Is it a foreigner invading?"

"It's the Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry outside the Thirteen Kings City, and the Ten Fifth Firms of the Tianbei and the Demon Clans began to attack the city?"

"Is it possible that Jun Zeyu, the human world, made a comeback?"

"Or the secret divisions of Tianji Pavilion are golden scales coming out of the water?"

"Even if Mo Qidao breaks through the realm, he will only lead the gods to the upper realm. The leader's cultivation is now below the heavens and above the earth, Mo Qidao is not afraid of threats."

"The woman in red with unknown origins?"

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"So it's you!"

It's Luo Changfeng, of course.

If you make a plan, the situation has begun, there is no ending if the winner is not decided.

Moving mountains is imminent. Not to mention that Emperor Wulei and his sword blocked him, even if half of the world is in front of him, Luo Changfeng will still go.

I saw the black robe shining with colorful lights, and countless divine patterns shot and wandered around the void, like tadpoles, the ancient scriptures and translations hidden in the Six Character Gate, roaming around.

The wind in Luochang rises on the wind, like an immortal who has transformed into an immortal.

His eyes were filled with white flames and looked at Di Wulei, who was burning with fighting spirit and murderous intent, and said loudly: "You will have a chance to stop moving the mountain if you defeat me."

The picture of Huanhua Washing Swords is hanging behind her back. The thousands of magical swords in the picture are eager to make a faint sound, as if they are waiting for the order of Emperor Wulei to come out like a rainbow.

Di Wulei, who held the Hunyuan Map with one palm, turned around and sneered: "You are looking for death."

Luo Changfeng chuckled: "Di Wulei, come and fight!"

Luo Changfeng's voice came out before it dissipated

hand.

With his hands raised, his ten fingers gathered thirty-six divine patterns, and he couldn't see the fingering and order of the seals clearly. The thirty-six divine patterns condensed into a narrow knife that was as big as white flames.

Luo Changfeng held it with his hands, like a butcher's knife in his palm. His figure flashed and disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already behind Di Wulei, and his narrow sword was slashed.

This is the magical power of Xuanyuan Shenlu, a mountain and river.

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When the sun overwhelms the hills, the sky is clear and clear. The mountains, rivers, waters and marries are green and green.

The Zen Master of Nanshan Li Xingyun was a little surprised at first. He did not expect that the Huawai Tian, ​​where the aliens lived, also had such a picturesque scenery. However, he quickly erased this thread of thought, thinking about the two worlds' respective hometowns, who stipulated that red, orange, yellow and green

Blue and blue can only be the colorful colors of one's own world, while the alien race is destined to be black, white and gray?

This is too unreasonable.

After all, the word "beauty" is neither good nor evil, nor good or evil, nor right or wrong. It is like a thousand sails surrounding the lonely mountain. If you throw away the position of life and death, it will be a different picture.

"The sun, moon and stars are used as quilts, and the green mountains and rivers are used as siege. Mr. Li was surrounded and killed today. Half of the world killed you. If you die here, you will not be humiliating your reputation. It is considered a place to die." The head of Qianfan, Half of the Saint, cultivates his cultivation of a half-saint

The most powerful alien race is the Tianxing divine general Ming Jian, who has a good skin. He attached his hands to the back and looked at Li Xingyun.

Deeply trapped in the outer world, Li Xingyun dared not say that he represents a world. After tidying up his clothes, he bowed to the head of the Qianfan from afar, as if he had seen it.

Li Xingyun said: "I am grateful to this gentleman. If this cultivation level can hold you and Qianfan Totem Army for a while, Li Xingyun will die."

The half-saint cultivation god Jian showed a few admiring eyes and replied with a respectful look: "Life and death are fearless, Mr. Li is admirable."

Li Xingyun put his palms together and pronounced the Buddha's name.

The totem on the chest of the Thousand Sails' head suddenly lit up, and countless dazzling lights instantly penetrated the green mountains, green waters, earth and sky through the clothes.

There was nothing far and near, and Li Xingyun's eyes were left with the white of the aurora filled with heaven and earth, endless.

There was no sound in my body.

Scholar Li Xingyun stood there without any surprise in the event of changes.

Suddenly he narrowed his eyes.

In the endless white light, I saw a black mustard seed, like ink staining white clouds, suddenly magnifying at an incredible speed.

He saw a sword coming from the west.

The sword energy is as long as a rainbow.

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