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132. Under the Ginkgo Tree

"Dong--!" The woman put her sword into the sheath.

Leave only a bird's feather on the ground.

The great demon in Yangshen realm was looking at her numbly, and her two wings covered her lower abdomen.

"Nan Zhu, the king of Taihang Mountain, opened his heart..." She held the somewhat funny carrot and chanted softly.

There is an extraordinary ban on this carrot.

But it was nothing to her, but she frowned slightly when she saw the content.

"You are here to fight Daxinganling and send a letter to your king?"

The demon kept nodding.

"What's going on with the seventy-ninth wife?" the woman asked again,

The cold wind in deep winter blew by, outlining the tall curves under the white clothes, mature and attractive, but erect like a sharp knife.

The woman's face is even more beautiful than the Taihang Mountains and Rivers. The gentleness on her face is like melting the ice and snow in the mountains.

The big demon was stunned for a moment with a silly look. He swears that the seventy-eight wives he found were not as good as the one in front of him. But unfortunately, no matter how good he looked, it was his seventy-ninth wife at most.

The rabbit always mocked him as a contradictory bird.

Originally, I had to be sowing a bird with peace of mind, but I had to do some kindness and love. This was the most inconsistent with the rabbit. What is a bird planting? Ah? Translation Translation Translation What is a bird planting? He had no other intentions about his seventy-eight wives, and he was not a wife who was burned, killed, robbed, and could it be called a bird planting if you love me?

The demon said seriously.

"There are 78 beautiful wives in the family. If you are willing, you will naturally be 79th."

It just so happened that the woman had finished reading the message. The last paragraph said that she hoped you could kill the messenger for me. Daxinganling does not need a self-contradictory lovebird. The signature is "Qingyan", the landlord of Daxinganling.

Qingyan? Is the king of Daxinganling the name Qingyan?

"You go back, I'll send this letter."

"Isn't this good?" The fierce bird was suspicious.

The woman shook the end of the letter. "If you want to die, you can do it."

The monster cursed.

…………

The sword sounded.

The dim light intertwined, cutting off the heads of the dark creatures.

The void ripples and blocks the whole body, the heavy snow freezes the living body, the black and white chaos deprives the connection between the palace, and the lava rolls and collapses the spine and limbs.

Finally, a sword beheaded.

The destruction of life gradually becomes illusory from a lively and solid body.

The sixteen ancient swords roared and caught the vanity of destruction and vitality. The dark purple glow filled the air. Li Xi'an fulfilled what he said first and tore it into pieces. The golden fire burned, destroying the black fog.

Dozens of golden lightning fell from the air and fell to the ground. But it was bounced away, and the collision between the two actually made a sound of gold and iron.

The kings guarded this land and could not penetrate the mud. Every flower and tree was as cold as iron.

A hideous giant claw took the dozens of golden lightning bolts and hanged in his palm. Li Xi'an looked at these ancient tokens that looked like swords and swords, with patterns engraved on them. In addition, the one that fell down had as many as seventeen.

The overlapping domains dissipated, the wind and snow disappeared, and the kings' huge bodies also disappeared with the wind and snow.

Chu Xing'er became nervous like never before.

She silently counted the number of hairs of the elder sister closest to her. The hair was blue and was similar to the feathers of the ice phoenix. It was beautiful enough to relieve tension and could hear the conversations of the five kings below. I don’t know each other now, but it may be difficult not to know each other in the future. They sat cross-legged under the ginkgo tree, not to mention their appearance, and were very far apart in their clothes.

"One hundred thousand mountains, a little." Chu Xing'er was familiar with his shell. Chu Xing'er used to play with her every day.

"Qinling, Dazhiyi." The whole child looked no bigger than Chu Xing'er. In fact, Ginkgo sneer at the name Dazhiyi, but it's still big? But she didn't dare to speak out, after all, she slapped the world fragments.

"Himalaya, Ice Phoenix." This person is worthy of being a snowy plateau! It's really tall and cold.

"Changbai, bright and bright." The white-haired monkey transformed, but it did not completely transform, but was wearing robes and sitting cross-legged there, like a volcano. When he walked, he became a volcano, and when he was quiet, he also became a volcano.

"Taihang, Nanzhu." This Chu Xinger is familiar with him, Xiaolongren!

Listening to these kings' conversations, Chu Xing'er silently followed her, and she buried her thoughts very deeply.

She saw these terrifying guys hammering the unparalleled beasts to death with their own eyes. It seemed that it didn't take much effort. They just hammered to death, and there was not even a dead body. Chu Xing'er felt so worried that she would slap her to death after seeing this guy.

"Everyone, are you interested in going to the palace in heaven?" Li Xi'an asked.

He spread his hands, and there were five tokens silent in his hand.

When Lixia sword formation tore the alive, every king had the ability to get the golden lightning that fell, but they chose to stop until Li Xi'an took it.

"I need to be clear about one thing first." Bingfeng opposite Li Xi'an spoke.

She sat cross-legged, and her wide Taoist robe could not cover her slender legs. Her hair was not decorated and treated, so she let her wear it naturally, and her pupils were also as bright as ice crystals.

"You and him seemed to have noticed the vivid strangeness at first. Why? What is the black unclean thing? The breath emitted by that thing can make me extremely uncomfortable." Bingfeng asked, narrowing his narrow and cold pupils, and then looking at the tall man beside Li Xi'an.

"Dirty." Li Xi'an replied.

The reactions of the other three kings were surprised by Li Xi'an.

They had never been exposed to filth, let alone ancient monks. They knew that ancient monks who existed in the old nine provinces were walking in the world, but they had no intersection with each other.

"I know what's dirty...I know." Da Zhiyi nodded.

"I felt a similar atmosphere near the mountains to the west, and I didn't pay attention. After all, the two orders of Yin and Yang in the world have been unbalanced recently. In an unstable space, ghosts and monsters will occasionally appear to harm the world."

"Changbai has never been there either." Tongming Zu said.

"I just felt that the sky was about to fall, and the stars fell above the Taihang Mountains. So I walked here to preserve the spirits of the earth." Tongming's head lowered slightly.

"I want to explain, maybe it will be a little trouble." Li Xi'an exhaled.

I took the castle that I threw away.

"Everyone, let's see."

In the eyes, lotus bloomed, outlining the phantoms of the past, the evil gods of the 100,000 mountains, the walking emperors, the pale figures of falling on rainy nights, and the mountains. The kings watched, were silent, and were surrounded by an extremely depressing atmosphere.

The picture is extinguished until it faces the statue of the god.

"So that's it." Bingfeng pondered.

"That is, our homeland may also be invaded and degenerated?"

"Maybe." Shrugged.
Chapter completed!
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