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On the golden platform, Mo Qinan pointed to the vast land below and confronted the twenty-four-year-old boys of the alien race: "Just like now, the youth is in their prime. Before the next moment, no one will fall down first.

Solve the mystery.”

The twenty-four young men, led by Li Changsheng, were neatly hung on their waists. Facing the millions of totem army of alien races and the gods of Dharma images, they were not afraid of it.

Liu Shisan and Nangong Jiuyi held their junior sister's hand and gave peace of mind. They held the academy's self-sacrifice knife and the knife crazy knife in their hands, and had pushed the knife out of the sheath for more than a century.

Liu Shisan took the time to glance at the senior sister. Before coming, he played with his senior sister, trying to see what the senior sister's long dictionary was engraved, but the result was obvious. Nangong Jiu was killed away with a look and felt disappointed.

Nangong Jiu told him and his junior sister that in this war that will not stop, as Senior Mo Qinan said, anyone can die, and anyone can die. But remember, life and death

There is no coercion in the face of choice from beginning to end.

If you can die, it does not mean you can go to die.

Writing a long dictionary does not mean you have to die forever.

Anyone has the right to escape at the moment of survival. This is not called cowardice, nor is it called weakness. It is natural for people to run away if they can't beat them.

Liu Shisan and Song Lingyun nodded and said they had written it down.

In fact, Liu Shisan knew that the elder sister had changed her previous fierce and decisive style so hard that she was concerned about the safety of her junior brother and sister. She was worried that once the two worlds were in the world, the magic tricks fell like rain on the earth, no one really could care about anyone.

It's right.

It's just a big battle between hundreds of powerful men in the realm of the Tribulation Realm and a big collision between millions of iron cavalry and horses, which will inevitably lead to countless innocent deaths. How can life and death be like the scene of the earth moving, the mountains shaking, ghosts crying and gods crying, how can life and death be

In their control area, where can we escape from the mountains and rivers?

Liu Shisan knew it in his heart, but he didn't dare to point it out...

As the second senior brother, he was the first to get started, and he had no plans?

Master Luo Changfeng restrained Emperor Wuchong in the tomb of the Emperor of the World Association with the movement of mountains, resulting in the collapse of the Tianji Pan and the confusion of space, and the whereabouts of life and death are still unknown.

He has asked many people.

When he attended the World Conference and appeared in the imperial tomb, he asked nearly 100 seniors, including the thirteen generals of the Imperial Alliance, and Liluo Master Uncle. More than 80% of the answers said that Master and the Emperor Wu were both the Master and the Emperor Wu.

The tears may never come back. Both of them died in the collapse of Tianji Pan and Space.

Actually no one knows that the heroes of that night

Julu, Liu Shisan cried alone for a long time...

At this moment, he held his junior sister's hand. Facing the Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million-Million

He wants to use the knife.

In the world, outside Zhuluyuan City, swords were taken in front of two heavens.

Everyone in the world will watch. Although Luo Changfeng is absent from the troubled times, there are still swords from Fengxue Yincheng and the Tao of Bodhi Academy. Moreover, there are endless inheritances, and there are successors...

Liu Shisan's eyes were firm.

Finally, someone came out from the other side of the man Shier Shierqiu who was confronting each other. He was a guy named Qiuwu. His real name was unknown, and he seemed to be the mind of the twelve boys. He seemed to have been influenced by the culture of this world since childhood, and Qiuwu, a boy from another race, was

Whether dressing or speaking or doing things, they are almost the same as ordinary people: "Are you the so-called twenty-four-year-olds?"

The mind is to the mind.

Of course, the white-clothed sword immortal Li Changsheng was responsible for the conversation: "If you want to change it, just like a fake one."

The alien boy Qiuwu pointed behind him and said, "We are the sons and sons, twelve Qiu."

Li Changsheng was as cold as ever: "I haven't heard of this title, and there is nothing novel. It feels like Dong Shi's imitation, and he can only make up half of it."

It made the twenty-four years behind him laugh.

Qiu Wu, a boy from the alien race, read all kinds of allusions outside the world, and naturally knew the meaning of Dong Shi Xiaopin. But he was not angry. Facing the ridiculous faces of twenty-four years, it was useless to be angry. He was so clear that he chose to take action.

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Qiu Wu, a boy from the alien race, had a quick body movement, and took the lead and attacked him unpreparedly, just like a sudden lightning flash that instantly moved a hundred feet, smashing Li Changsheng's chest with a punch.

Liu Shisan watched the guy's movement early and reminded Brother Li to be careful, but he still couldn't get faster than the speed of Qiu Wu, a boy from a foreign race. So in front of everyone, the punch hit Li Changsheng unbiasedly.

On the top of Zhuluyuan City, some of the heroes shook their heads, some sighed, some were moved, some were worried, some were angry and attacked, and some were tense. The eleven people on the golden platform were relatively calm.

Liu Shisan thought in his heart that it was broken. Brother Li accidentally said that he might be seriously injured. How could he be distracted when facing geniuses of the same age in other races? Then he thought, something was wrong...

With the strength of his physical strength, Li Changsheng's white robe suddenly stimulated, his hair was wide open, and the remaining force of the punch swung back, causing ripples of wind and sand. The body of the white-clothed sword fairy shook slightly

Swaying, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of your mouth

.He stared into the eyes of Qiuwu, the head of the twelve autumns, and said, "Recite and exchange."

He even took a step back, and Li Changsheng pulled out his fist and punched him.

Li Changsheng, who was born in the Five Mountains, is a pure sword cultivator of the Xingzi Sect. This is probably the impression of everyone in the twenty-four years of age. However, few people know that before practicing swords, Li Changsheng was the best at the Xingzi Sect path.

It's boxing.

And the boxing technique is not low.

His boxing stance is very ancient, and it is something passed down from his ancestors. It is said that it comes from a poem: The air steams in the clouds and the waves shake Yueyang City. It is not unique to me, but it is very useful. It is cast for practicing swords and stakes in the future.

His strong foundation and talent are also the reason why he cultivated the lower realm of the Transformation Tribulation at a young age...

Li Changsheng's punch did not fall on Qiu Wu, a boy from alien race. As expected, the punch was blocked in the middle of the way. Then the two kicked each other and their bodies flew backwards.

The alien boy Qiu Wu retreated thirty meters, then stepped his right foot and sank deep into the ground to stop his body.

Li Changsheng was retreating, and at the same distance of about 30 meters, he trembled with one foot and jumped high, rushing straight into the sky like a ladder cloud. At the same time, accompanied by a clear and beautiful phoenix sound, he transformed into a long sword in his hand.

Li Changsheng pointed his sword at the alien boy Qiu Wu: "Whether to fight alone or in a group fight, you choose."

Jiange disciple Ye Baishuang, the only husband of the family, Zhu Da, Nangong Jiu, Tianbei Ten Valve Xu Zang, Liancheng Jue’s personal disciple Su Tao, Jiangnandu, Liu Shisan, Jiange Lin Shier, Jiange female fairy Shui Yihan, Guanshan

Disciple Shu Changye, Song Jing'an, Academy Song Lingyun, Tiandong Sui and Tang Dynasties and Lu Chenyuan, Tiannan Peacock Jin Gongzi, Qingqiu Fox, Li Ling, Little Book Tong Yinshi, Little Monk should wish, three days away, the simplicity and namelessness of the Water Moon Cave Heaven

Liang Guan... Twenty-four young swords came out together.

A hundred feet away.

The mountains, rivers, wind and trees, clouds and rain, heart lamps, frost and sunset leaves, and eleven alien teenagers also climbed up their fighting spirit, like fireworks lingering all over their bodies.

...

On the golden platform, Chen Xuan, the crazy poem and sword, deserves the nickname of "Heaven's death, and people's death, and people's death, so he drank all the wine in the pot and threw it out casually.

In front of the millions of totem army of alien races, above the magic image of the mountain about twenty feet high, the hundred generals ranked fifth in the fifth in the Tianxing Divine General with an uninjured constitution stirred a pillar of light to penetrate the sky.

Chen Xuan, the Crazy Song Jue Sword, turned into a sword light and pierced the dazzling light column, and then rotated upwards in an arc, like a giant dragon raising its head.

Above the sky, two masters faced off in life and death, thunder rolled, and white clouds avoided it.