The city of Monkey King

Under the stars, the snow is swaying, and the winds of high altitudes are whistling with the sound of the number.

The helper looked at the Kunlun Mountains below, and the sound of the gongs echoed from the mountains and floated on the sky.

The melody of this melody is exactly the same as the guqin that was placed in Xianwei Palace.

Certainly afterwards.

Fu Tong raised his hand.

The wind, surrounded by the fingers.

The helper's achievement is the highest place in the holy product. What is realized is the wind in the nine elements. The power of the wind...determine the final source of this Kunlun sound.

At the same time, above the fairy temple.

Shen Tu has already had a decisive killing in the winch. He no longer doubts, and no longer cares about the singularity of the melody. He raises his hand and slams it to the next pressure. In time, there is a big handprint with a large sword. As soon as the handprint appeared, it suddenly slammed toward the sword.

This handprint has just appeared, and it has not even touched the ten-party sword array. It is just floating above the sword array. The sword array is shattered under the impact of this arrogance from the fingerprints!

Sixty thousand Kunlun disciples, including those of the Kunlun elders, including the cabinet owner Lu Changyi, accompanied by the smashing of the sword array, all spurted blood, looking up at the big handprint.

If this big hand print falls, 60,000 Kunlun disciples, the entire Xianxu Taoist Temple, and the entire Kunlun main peak, I am afraid that it will be completely turned into fly ash and cloud scattered for nine days!

"A group of ridiculous ants."

Standing in the air, Shen Tu twisted a sigh, and there was a disdainful color in his eyes. But the weaker these people, the more annoyed in his heart... The most beloved grandson, who would die in this place, died in such a group of ants. The hands of native monks.

At the same time, there are doubts, because according to the description of the previous application, the murderer who is most likely to kill his grandson does not seem to be in the bottom of the sword.

of course…

This is just a speculation of Shen Tuxing himself. He has never seen Qin Feng, and naturally he does not know Qin Feng.

But whether it is or not... all kill!

Do this, enough!

"Ugh…"

In the sword array, Lu Changyi's mouth has blood slipping, and a long sigh in his heart, he is still so, not to mention other people... Many Kunlun disciples, at this moment, are standing on the ground and standing still.

One by one... all waiting for the big handprint to fall, once they fall, everyone will be smouldering.

"Senior brother, Chang Yi can only do this."

Looking up at the direction of Tianzhufeng, Lu Changyi’s eyes are very calm. Since the day when the clouds have changed dramatically and countless outside forces have poured in, his heart has already prepared.

He also knew that...

Perhaps... On one day, the Kunlun Mountains will be destroyed and will cease to exist.

This day is coming.

Once he thought that he would fall into the sorrow of being difficult to extricate himself, but he did not expect... It was so calm at this moment, but in his heart.

Lu Changyi sat down with his knees. Behind him, the elders of Kunlun also sat down, and the 60,000 Kunlun disciples, whether standing or sitting, even if they were seriously injured, they all sat cross-legged.

In the mouth of everyone, they heard a word in unison.

"Zhou Tian Han Che, what is the same with Yuan Yi"

"I only fear that the public will be difficult to save."

"Give yin and yang, cut oysters..."

"........."

Sixty thousand disciples read it in unison. This is ‘Kunlun’s righteousness’.

It’s not a law, it’s just a warning exercise written by the originator of Kunlun Mountain. It is something that every Kunlun disciple must familiarize with.

The hundreds of people who belonged to the squadrons above the squad saw this scene, and they all showed a smirk on their faces.

"Destroy."

The same is true for Shen Tu, the scorpion is slightly low and faint.

The big handprint hanging over the sky suddenly slammed down!

however…

Just in the moment when the big handprint is about to fall, a light and gentle wind passes from this fairy temple, the moment the wind passes...

The big handprint that fell, there is no sign, and the inch is dissipated.

The Shen Tu, who was in the sky above, saw this scene and his face changed dramatically.

"who!"

A fierce scream, at the time of his loud drink, the winds of the entire Kunlun Mountains began to scream wildly. These winds...not arbitrarily blown, but arranged in an extremely regular order.

As if...they are welcoming their emperor.

There is a figure, coming from the wind, the white hair, the plain robes.

Shen Tuyi saw the shadow appearing this month, especially when he saw the long white hair, the whole person was suddenly stunned, and his heart was fierce.

Without any hesitation, the fierce emptiness swayed toward this moon, and the whole person trembled with a cold sweaty DC.

Twenty years ago.

The Tenth Immortal World of Xianjie was established. The first Xianwei border was appointed. All the fairy forces who entered this Xianwei world, as long as they were above Tianxian, went to Xianwei Palace to pay homage.

Shen Tuhuan is one of the monks in Tianxian. Naturally, although he was standing in the vast sea of ​​people, he did not see it clearly, nor did he have the qualification to see it, but... it was a long white hair. But the memory is extremely profound.

The entire tenth fairyland, with such a hair color, only the Weijie commander is a child!

Holy power!

For him, such a small fairy, the Holy of Holiness is simply a great thing in Taishan. It is not what he can imagine.

‘How can the leader come to this place...’

Shen Tu twisted a cold sweat, and there was an inexplicable doubt in his heart.

Everyone knows that the commander-in-chief has accepted the Wanxian pilgrimage when he took office 20 years ago. In the past 20 years, he has never been to Xianwei Palace.

Even if you want to see, there is no door.

Now suddenly appeared in the Kunlun Mountains, which makes Shen Can not help but suddenly screamed.

Behind him, the rest of the Shentu and his children were all smashed down. They didn't know who the people were, but since the Shentu was twisted, they all followed.

On the contrary, the 60,000 disciples before the Xianyi Daodian Temple are extremely Danding. No one cares who is coming. In their view, no matter who comes, no matter what, today is destined to die.

Since it is already a mortal ending, why bother to care so much.

They all read the words 'Kunlun Road Righteousness' in the mouth, and used the way of belonging to the Kunlun Pavilion to meet the last time of their life.

Only Lu Changyi, after perceiving the abnormality of the Shen Tu and other people above the sky, the swords of the swords wrinkled slightly, and looked up at the people who came under the shadow of the moon, and could not help but be shocked.

Looking at his Yuan Ying repair, the people who came to the wind this month... It is like an unfathomable vortex, and he can’t see through it. 2k novel reading network