The Devil Restores: I Can Transform The Great Love

Li Zhoujun lay for a few days inside.

Qingzhou was clumsy, and the wind was blowing clouds.

The Heavenly Dao within.

Tai Yu and a lot of masters gathered in one line.

The countenance is not very easy on the eyes.

“Guys, for now there is Hong Lian, how do you feel?” Mu Taiyu said in a low voice.

A master said coldly: “This Hong Lian Sect is really a big heart, it must be really thought that the Hong Lian Sect can take down Jiangzhou Hao Khan sword sect, can also take down me Qingzhou Dao Tianzong? I Dao Tian sect is introspective, nor can Hao Khan sword sect compare.”

“There is a good saying, the Mahayana below is deep, and there are many Great Mahayana monks in front of him, it does not make any difference, because this is not a number that can be won.

But that Hong Lian Sect Master Li Yueyi, hearing that Tu Vi has also arrived at Zhen Chengzhi, is about to ascend to the first realm, I Dao Tian Sect Tai Upper Elder inside, I don’t know whether or not there is still no Zhen Cheng, anyway Tai Shang on the other side, it’s been a long time without movement.”

A reluctant master said.

If it was the Heavenly Dao Sect Within, Chen Cheng had already ascended, doing badly this time, it was right to capsize the boat in the ditch.

“Soldiers come to the general, water to the land, I Dao Tian has been raging Qingzhou for so long, I can be afraid of a little Hong Lian.” Du Qingshan stroked the front of his bearded chest and said.

Tomb Dung Snow sat at a group of masters inside, on the other hand, there was not much transformation.

After all, she knew well, as long as there was Li Zhoujun, Dao Tianzong would still be the same Qingzhou Lord.

Unless Li Zhoujun also flew up, it seemed to be a bit hanging.

Speaking of which, Li Zhoujun, the nearest fire family, did not know, and ran to the local four seas.

“Sect Master, need to call Master Yunshan back?”

Tai Ling’s master at this time asked Tai Yu, after all, Li Zhoujun was a Great Powerhouse, enough to slightly affect the battle.

“No, everything is the worst direction in the locality, if I Dao Tian sect is not the opponent of Hong Lian Sect, Yun Tian sect master returns will not make any difference, as long as he is alive, I Dao Tian sect will not have any disciples.” Mu Taiyu said in a low voice.

“Not equal, how do we ask to help the Fairy World?” There are suggested theme paints.

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“Thinking a lot, is it that easy? Our group of messengers to the Fairy Realm, to the Fairy Realm messengers down to this whole process, it also takes a lot of time.” Someone said in response.

They all looked towards Mu Taiyu.

Mu Taiyu said in a low voice: “Today, I will go to the Taiyuan Palace.”

We heard that, and now we’re going to do it.

With the Heavenly Dao inside, the top and bottom were filled with a different air of urgency.

In Qingzhou border.

To the tens of thousands of redshirts gathered here.

These people explain carrying white masks, like no puppet sentiments.

Straight into the air, he fell a red-dressed figure, his face half covered with a woman.

These people in their eyes showed a look of enthusiasm, at the leading elder below, they all knelt down and said, and shouted to the sky: “Hong Lian, Qingzhou, we disciples, welcome the Patriarch!”

This red dress, although obscured by the red half of her face, was enough to be able to claim a beautiful face, a pair of dazzling peaches, so to speak.

But this young lady, immediately let Dao Tian sect be like a great enemy, the other Hong Lian Sect Master, Li Yueyi.

“Stand up.” Li Yuechen laughed slightly.

“Master Polymath!”

Hong Lian was crowded with worshippers, and stood up respectfully.

“Master Chen, how is Qingzhou?” Li Yuechen looked at the moment before the old man said.

This old man is Hong Lian, in Qingzhou, the master Tang, whose name is Chen Wuchang, is a false Immortal, only one step away.

Chen Wuchang said respectfully: “Qingzhou the first Great Dao Sect, on the contrary, is the same old day, working modestly, supernaturally in the outside world, regardless of the Heavenly Dao Sect, on the contrary, is the birth of a arrogant Celestial Sect, nearly forty years old, which is the Celestial Celestial Sect.”

“Oh? Who is it?”

Li Yue as interested, forty-year-old Life, is completely accurate to the celestial celestial limb, if it is possible to attract, then it is possible to attract, then it is best to kill.

“He’s The Heavenly Dao Sect Master, his name is Li Zhoujun.” Chen Yuchang said respectfully.

“But there’s him?” Li Yuechen asked.

“Of course, even if it is as strong as the Inner Heavenly Dao, it is the same as us.” Chen Yuchang smiled triumphantly, waved his hand, and motioned for Li Zhoujun to take out his portrait.

It was Li Yuxuan who saw Li Zhoujun later, and said with a smile: “It’s also the jade face of Lang Quan, hopefully he is awake a lot, the coordinates don’t want to be bad, go find out where he is now, if you can bring him in front of the coordinates.”

“Yes, regardless of the Patriarch, this Qingzhou above, before, but there are many Powerhouse-level Fairies, which can be said to be a tiger.” Chen Yuchang suddenly said seriously: “Whether we want it or not . . .”

“Don’t you mind, why do you care deeply about living dead ants? Again, it’s the same as Mahayana, why are you afraid of them?”

Li Yuechen took the portrait in his hand, the sound did not pay attention at all, and he could see that Li Yuechen was very confident in his strength.

“Mighty Patriarch!” Chen Yuchang saw this, and hurriedly said.

. . .

The image returns to Soul Mountain.

Li Zhoujun, although he lay for three days, also rested not very differently, carried the hump, carried a hoe, and headed for the mountain.

【 nail: What do you want to do? 】

“Dig a hole, bury you.” Li Zhoujun said without thinking.

【 ding: What do you mean? I’m with you now, you’re determined? 】

“Then bury myself.” Li Zhoujun said.

【 nails: . . . . 】

Of course, Li Zhoujun was just the same system of teasing, carrying a hoe on the mountain, also preparing to pick some wild vegetables, digging into the ground inside the wild fruit, bringing back to cook fish soup.

After all, Li Zhoujun wouldn’t treat himself to his stomach.

Just as Li Zhoujun spotted a wild green onion on the side of the road, he sat down and prepared to pick the time.

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Behind him, a young woman said, “Is it Li?”

“You are?” Li Zhoujun heard this, turned his head in surprise, and found that the person who came was a delicate figure, white skin, rustic clothes young woman, slightly stunned.

“Little Lady San San, my family has prepared good wine, and you will come to Hao Huangshan once.” The young woman said with a smile.

Although the young man in front of him looked like a mortal, he was in the mountains looking for wild vegetables.

But Su San knew well, he could let the old man himself prepare good wine, in the Tianyuan Realm.

It’s not The Tributary, it’s the Great Confucian world.

This young man’s thoughts were also impermanent.

“Your family is Hao Huang?” Li Zhoujun asked in a low voice.

“That’s right.” said San San with a nod.

“The lady waited for a while, already Hao Huang has prepared good wine, and Li Mo is not good at not coming over, just as Li Mo is about to cook a fish, and then take it as a target.” Li Zhoujun said with a slight laugh.

“Yes.” said San San with a nod, “Do you need my support?”

“So how do you mean well.” Li Zhoujun said, taking the hump off on his back, handing it to Su San San and saying, “You help me take this hump seriously.”

“Alright.” said San San happily.

At this moment, Fang San San suddenly raised his eyebrows, let out a low cry, and the sound was like a tiger roaring in the four directions and said: “Fang Daoist, let him go!”

====================

The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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