Juntian map

Huang'er obviously did not believe what Shi Zongliu said, because in her eyes there was no reincarnated noble son. From beginning to end, Emperor Yutian was Emperor Yutian.

No matter what kind of skin you change, or the current level of cultivation, this young man who was drinking at the same table was still the one who commanded the orthodox world of Taoist sect five hundred years ago to overturn the two realms mountains and make the Juntiantu divide it into seven.

A hero.

Therefore, Huang'er gave him a little contemptuous look.

Shi Zongliu didn't care, and suddenly changed his mind and continued, "But someone can try it."

Chen Yanzhen thought to himself as he stroked his hand, lying beside him, looking at the harmless Lei Ze beast.

A figure also appeared in Yu Qingqi's mind with his sleeves surround him.

So the three of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

In contrast, although Huang'er, as a junior, has not necessarily lagged behind the three of them in her cultivation, it is inevitable that she has some shortcomings when it comes to being knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

She didn't know what the three old people were fighting, and she didn't have the intention to ask for advice. Seeing that the situation in front of her was no longer possible for swords to ask for advice from the saints of that year, it would be better to leave and meet her emperor brother.

Huang'er lost the broken silver as money for wine, got up and walked straight towards the inner city.

Shi Zongliu smiled and said, "Look, they are all long lively people. To satisfy their cravings, they have to pay for the money to buy wine. Are you ashamed? It was passed on, where are you waiting for? What are you looking for?

Facing those disciples?”

Chen Yanzhen, who looked like a Taoist boy, and Yu Qingqi, who was surrounded by the breeze and like a sword, looked at Shi Zongliu one after another, and then had a very tacit understanding. Chen Yanzhen asked, "Who are he talking about?"

Yu Qingqi stood up and dusted his arms: "God knows, I haven't gotten the crown anyway."

Chen Yanzhen smiled and said, "That's right, I'm only in my teens."

...

In the rain curtain under the dim sky city, a soldier demon about seven feet tall was slapped away by someone's palm, flew far away, and then crashed into the mottled and thick city wall, smashing out the pit of the body wall.

This scene happened outside the Shen Family Royal City.

There is no need to say much about the terror of the soldiers and demons. Even if they do not have dazzling magical powers and unique skills of turning the rain and clouds, their almost hard body as hard as iron swords and guns, and their speed as fast as the wind, as well as the power comparable to the Venerable of the Realm of Transformation, three

When the people are integrated, they can be comparable to the strong people with the cultivation level of the world's transformation realm.

Outside the Shen family's royal city are the Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry led by Su Xiaofan and Wu Xiuyang. The two are commanding the iron cavalry to transform from siege to defensive retreat. Because the Ming Wang Junzeyu and Shen Tianxin, the pair of miserable mandarin ducks, have been successfully rescued.

, breaking through the city.

Of course, a strange woman who was wearing a red dress fell from the sky and claimed to be a half-city Hongxiao came to rescue her.

Otherwise, the black robe, the Double Ninth Festival, the moon three, Weiyang Sheng and even the common people

The strength of the two venerables in the Transformation Realm is almost a fantasy to break through the encirclement and killing of many military demons.

Of course, it was the half-city Hongxiao that slapped the flying soldiers into the wall with one palm.

This strange woman with an unpredictable origin was responsible for cutting off the rear. The formations of the Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry defending and retreating were all behind a red dress. The thin but graceful figure contained unimaginable energy, and her own strength even resisted all the leaps.

The attack of the soldiers and demons at the head of the city wall made Yue and the other two shocked them.

Even though Yu Tianyadu had seen the brilliance of the woman in red with his own eyes, today I saw Bancheng Hongxiao again with few people against the crowd and one against a hundred, it was still terrifying and unbelievable.

It is no exaggeration to describe it as horror!

But due to the situation, fighting and retreating is not the solution after all.

The enemy's soldiers outside the Shenwang City are nearly a thousand, which means that they are equivalent to the armor formed by more than a thousand venerables in the realm of the Tribulation. This lineup is even half of the world's heroes gathered in the stone forest of the imperial tomb site due to the struggle for the common rulers of the world. Even if you have enough force to kill, you can't kill them all, let alone the Iron Cavalry of the Dongchu who is physically mortal?

Bancheng Hongxiao knew this very well.

If she can't kill them all, she won't kill them. What's more, she has already fulfilled her agreement with Luo Changfeng today. This time she helped her evacuate. It is not an exaggeration to say that what she should do is to do, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is benevolence and righteousness.

Even if she let go of her hands and she didn't care about her red clothes and she climbed into the sky, it was reasonable.

Bancheng Hongxiao wanted to come here, and looked back and looked at the so-called Dongchu Iron Cavalry, as well as Jun Zeyu, Chongyang and others who were guarded heavily in the middle of the formation, and the strange woman in red was helpless. Sighing.

I can't bear it.

After all, I'm not that kind of person...

Bancheng Hongxiao shook her feet, and the terrifying ripples visible to the naked eye rolled up dust and swung left and right along the direction parallel to the wall of the Shen Family King City. A straight line was drawn under the feet of all the soldiers and demons, as if it was insurmountable. Thunder pool.

This boundary naturally cannot stop the attack of the soldiers and demons. What really plays a defensive role is the wonderful formation arranged next by Bancheng Hongxiao.

"I'm going to do it all, bah... I'm going to dodge it!"

...

Upon hearing this, Wei Yang swung his silver spear.

The Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry accepted the general order and retreated quickly, not caring about the scattered formation.

Chongyang, Yue and the other three, Su Xiaofan and others looked up.

In countless eyes, the red silk in the city flew up, lightly like a red butterfly with wings. The arms and the hands that constantly change fingering seals were like a butterfly flashing with thin wings, one by one. The divine patterns that exuded the Taoist rhyme flowed out from the fingertips and shot out from the body.

Those divine patterns fell on the boundary of the thunder pool that spread in front of the demon's feet, and suddenly countless patterns grew, like towering ancient Chinese

The torso of the wood suddenly grew countless branches, and the lines climbed and extended like vines, like crazy and unruly. Then the extended lines grew again and bloomed and bear fruit again. However, for a few breaths, one side was covered with magical patterns. The barrier blocked the bloodthirsty soldiers and demons with fangs.

No matter how those soldiers and demons attack, tear, or beat them, they will never be destroyed.

Bancheng Hongxiao, who was stepping on the void, patted her palms, looking at her complacent smile, she was obviously quite satisfied with her writing. She pinched her waist with her hands, turned around and looked down at the Chongyang Mountain among the crowds of thousands of troops, Su Xiaofan and others Then he glanced around and summoned his little hands, and the oil paper umbrella in his hands and left uncontrollably.

Bancheng Hongxiao was wearing a red dress and stood in the void holding an oil-paper umbrella and said, "My barrier can only support half a cup of tea. I will wait for the escape that should be escaped, and the disband that should be disbanded."

It is crisp and pleasant as the sound of the bells in the rain.

Perhaps Bancheng Hongxiao's voice was too nice? Tens of thousands of Dongchu Iron Cavalry, Su Xiaofan, Chongyang and others were all stunned and stood there, looking up at the seemingly omnipotent fairy in red.

Seeing that no one moved, Bancheng Hongxiao willow eyebrows stood up, and he reached out and held it. Dozens of soft long whips condensed with divine patterns slashed in the air, like thunder deafening. Then he shouted in a deep voice: "Be quick, let me run away." …”

Finally, the morale of the Eastern Chu Iron Cavalry dispersed and fled.

The Chongyang in the center of the formation was still a little hesitant.

Fortunately, it was too late to resist Yue and the other two persuasion: "That umbrella was given to me by Xiaoqi, and I can't bear to let it go. Are you still hesitant? Do you really plan to stay and have a cup of tea before leaving?"

After saying that, he pulled the black robe of Chongyang again and added: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. That Emperor Wulei was wearing the five heavenly maps. Are you worried that he would be slaughtered?"

The hands in the wide-sleeved robe clenched their fists tightly, and no one saw Chongyang's painful expression.

He moved his feet away, took a step back, raised his head and looked at the void in front of his right, and saw three different figures coming towards the wind, with speed far faster than that of the ordinary Venerable of the Tribulation Realm.

Those three people are nothing but Shi Zongliu, Chen Yanzhen and Yu Qingqi.

What is a bit embarrassing is that the time when the three boys arrived was just the moment when the red silk in half of the city drank the world. So, the three beautiful boys who quickly flew over the wind and dust from the emperors to the wind and dust suddenly stabilized themselves.

The shape is stopped in the void.

The three of them looked at each other in a glance.

It’s not right to leave, nor to stay. The heroes and giants who once or in the past are powerful and powerful in the world feel a little embarrassed by being watched by thousands of troops.

But, it's not a solution to be so embarrassing.

Shi Zongliu thought about it before and then, and became wise in a hurry, so he asked loudly: "Senior, good formations, can you ask if this formation has a name?"

Bancheng Hongxiao replied: "Spider crawls."