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Ayao was already asleep. It was really the beginning of Zhenshan Chongkui's words. It was too long and smelly... Obviously, the fourteen people later finally responded to the request of the tomb owner, stayed here and devoted themselves to practicing, and then grinded them.

Kill the throne in the practice realm.

The great demon Chongkui was immersed in his own feelings, and seemed not to notice A Yao's sleepy head that he was struggling to support, and the evil smile that he showed when he didn't know what he dreamed of.

I heard the great demon Chongkui say to himself: "As the tomb owner said, the formation in Ziwu Well was greatly worn out by time. The old alien throne in the cave I faced had long become crazy.

When I saw it, I had a withered body and the killing power around the realm of transformation. I was already confused and could not speak. My soul was damaged seriously, and I didn’t know whether I could hear it or understand my words.”

"Of course, I haven't said a few words to him from beginning to end."

"I just want to quickly break through the realm, temper my cultivation, find the threshold to enter the realm of divine attraction, and then break the Ziwu Well and leave this ghost place."

"I fought with him seventeen times and seventeen times. I am ashamed that I did not gain the upper hand once. If it weren't for the formation that bound his freedom, I would have died in him when I first fought.

I've got my hands on it."

"Fortunately, the tomb owner did not lie. The old fourteen thrones of the alien race are worthy of being a powerful person in the realm of God's Inspiration. Even if you only have the cultivation level of the realm of the Transformation Tribulation, you still have only God's Inspiration in every move and in the magical powers you display.

The great truth that can only be understood by the realm. In the past three years, as the number of times I entered the well increased, I seemed to have seen some faint light of stars in the dark night."

"I should have already completed the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Realm and touched the threshold of the Divine Induction Realm, A Yao."

In his sleep, Ayao seemed to hear the call and suddenly woke up. He found that Chongkui was still talking to himself and did not notice his stupidity. He felt a little relieved.

Just as he was about to speak, A Yao suddenly remembered the previous sentence, and words such as "the threshold of the divine attraction" echoed in his mind. He immediately showed an incredible look and said in surprise: "You have already taken a step to the divine attraction?"

The big demon Chongkui glared at Takagi Harao.

Ayao scratched his head in disappointment and laughed, "What about?"

Chongkui continued: "About a few months ago, it was also the most recent fight. The old throne of the alien race seemed to have used a powerful magical power."

Ayao immediately became interested: "What magical power?"

Chongkui shook his head blankly: "I don't know.

”

A Yao continued: "Nonsense! If you know, wouldn't you become a foreigner?"

Unexpectedly, Chongkui suddenly changed his mind: "I always felt like I had seen that magical power somewhere. I thought about it for several months until I saw Shi Zongliu yesterday..."

A Yao showed a puzzled look: "What does it have to do with Shi Zongliu?"

The big demon Chongkui raised his eyes and looked at Ayao and said, "Shi Zongliu is the Emperor Yutian of that year, right?"

Ayao said: "It can be said that."

Chongkui nodded silently: "That magical power is like the unique skill of Emperor Yutian's fame, the Demon Punishment of Heaven!"

...

On a heavy rainy night, when I was sleeping in the Bodhi Road in Muliang City, I was sleeping with my mother and daughter holding an umbrella. The woman was wearing a red dress, with a graceful figure and delicate shape. She was only four years old when she held an umbrella in one hand and the other.

Left and right, the slender little girl was just over the waist. The little girl was also wearing a red jacket, wearing two braids, with big eyes, staring at the three big characters engraved with thick sword energy at the entrance of the Guantun door, slowly and scatteredly

He murmured: "The Path of Bodhi."

Intelligent and cute.

The girl named Luo, named Chengxue, and her nickname is Xiao Douya, holding An Hongdou's hand and shook it: "Mom, we are here."

An Hongdou, who was holding an umbrella, came to Muliang City for the first time, but looking at the three words at the city gate, she felt a long-lost feeling for no reason. It seemed that she was destined to be in the dark, and sooner or later she would set foot here, strange.

And familiar.

An Hongdou touched Xiao Douya's head: "Yes, we are here. Are Xiao Douya tired?"

The little girl Chun Chengxue smiled and said, "Little Douya is not tired. Mom, will I see my father soon?"

An Hongdou was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "Do you miss your father?"

"I miss you very much. When I was sleeping today, I dreamed of my father. He said he was in the Bodhi Path in Muliang City, and he also said that he must be good at making little beauties. He also said that he missed his mother

Kiss..." The little girl Luo Chengxue looked serious.

An Hongdou chuckled, and Bencongyu pointed at the little girl's forehead: "Little ghost, you will make your mother happy."

...

Tonight, there are 16 people guarding the Bodhi Path. The academy Taoist Master Lingjiao Realm led by Ying Tian. In order to prevent sneak attacks from alien races, it is normal to take charge every night. In addition, the Bodhi Path is in charge.

Masters of the Transformation Realm do not show up very much. They usually rest in the huts built on the top of the city, always alert to the movements in the west of the city.

At the city gate

There is a simple pergola. Ying Tianzheng sat alone at the wooden table, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea. He noticed something vaguely, frowned and looked at the rain, and saw a woman in red standing outside the city with an umbrella, pulling her

Little girl in red coat.

He was about to get up to ask what was going on, but suddenly he heard two calls from the city behind him.

"Master's wife."

"Little junior sister."

Two calls came from the distance of the street at the rainy night. Liu Shisan jumped up and waved his hand vigorously. Ying Tian could naturally hear Liu Shisan's voice and also saw Nangong Jiu coming forward. These two people could make them come.

The man who was called Master's wife was also a woman in red robe, and her identity was about to emerge.

Yingtian hurriedly got up, took an oil-paper umbrella from the wooden pillars of the awning, and walked over in the heavy rain.

An Hongdou saw Ying Tian coming towards him in the rain and gave a slight salute: "Senior Brother Ying."

This is a respectful title. In fact, according to the academic qualifications, An Hongdou married her husband and followed her husband, and she should be the uncle of Master Ying Tian. Now she is the first to call her senior brother, which really makes Ying Tian a little at a loss.

He thought for a while and spoke, "I've seen Mrs. Luo."

Ying Tian was straightforward and simply said his own things. A series of titles such as King Luo Bing, the city lord, the mistress, the uncle of the junior teacher, and the girl An flashed through his mind. He realized that none of them was suitable, so he directly called Mrs. Ju Luo.

Xiao Doushui is not willing to fall behind her mother: "Hello, Master Ying."

A look of joy appeared on Ying Tian's vicissitudes of life: "Is it the little bean sprouts? They have grown so big, so good..."

"Master's wife." Liu Shisan ran over and then knelt down in front of An Hongdou, "The disciple Liu Shisan greeted the master's wife."

"A disciple pays homage to the master's wife." Nangong Jiu also bent his knees and knelt down.

An Hongdou quickly helped her and looked at Liu Shisan, a mature and tough boy, and said, "Get up."

Liu Shisan smiled and picked up Xiao Douya with one hand, and pressed it on her face with a broken stubble: "Xiao Douya, do you know who I am?"

The little girl Luo Chengxue hid away cleverly, stretched out her hand to cover Liu Shisan's dirty face, and said resistingly: "I know, Senior Brother Liu Er, Senior Sister Nangong."

Everyone was laughing at this scene.

...

The record of the evening has been 364 years.

Outside Daliang City.

Luo Changfeng killed one person in ten steps, and did not stay for a thousand miles.

Li Qinglian gave up three cups and took off her sword and stepped forward.

These two heroes in the future are brilliant in Daliang City!