The bloody rainstorm lasted for three days and three nights.

There is no bloody smell in the world, and the heavy rain washed away the dirty traces left by the filth. The Taihang Earth World covered by blood rain was shrouded in spirit mist. The raindrops hit the stones, and the rays of light bloomed in the shape of flowers. The dirty spirits were purified in the blood rain and returned to the purity and richness of the past.

At noon, the blood rain stopped, the thick black clouds dispersed, and the long-lost sunlight splashed straight towards the earth. As soon as it rained, there were still potholes reflecting the sun's light. The trees swayed, and birds climbed up the branches, flapped their wings, and used their beaks to combed the feathers wet by the blood rain.

The quiet scene did not last long, and was broken by a stream of light. A giant beast swallowed clouds and fog, and the shouts containing spiritual energy were transmitted far and far away.

"The Dragon Lord Taihang returns, and the filthy demons are killed!"

In Taihang, there were envoys under the king who ran around to announce the return of the Taihang Dragon Lord in the world and the defeat of the depraved demon. This was the first time that Jiuzhou's victory in the front battlefield has been won by the first time since the arrival of the unshakable. All living beings who heard this news sighed that the Dragon Lord was still in a state of charm and had never been born for thousands of years. He gave such a heavy blow to the filthy.

After the fall of Yan Kingdom, many human monks retreated to the Taihang veins to seek protection. They were almost desperate and believed that Taihang Mountain would be defeated and destroyed by unshakable people like Yan Kingdom. They never thought that Taihang had lasted for two hundred years, and even waited for the return of the Emperor of Taihang to break the pale and filth. They were happy for a moment, but when they remembered the end of their country, they couldn't help but feel ache in their hearts and mixed feelings.

Taihang has vast mountains. After the recovery, the vast territory is more than enough to accommodate the entire Yan people in the past, so it is not crowded. The Eight Kings of Taihang drew a boundary on the east side of Taihang, and declared that the monks of Yan Kingdom built their own residences, and at the same time helped the Qinghuang and Huang Taihang veins share some pressure. Everyone has a common mortal enemy, and there is no barrier between humans and demons. It is very easy to discuss, and it can be explained in a few words.

When the messenger came to the human city-state, he did not send a message and left, but descended. The monks from the city-state surrounded him and asked what was wrong.

The giant beast turned into a strong man awkwardly, twisted his neck and said, "Is the blood of the Zhao family still there? The king wants to see him."

The monks looked at each other, "I don't know if this... is one of the Eight Kings or..."

The monk did not dare to mention the name of Dragon Lord, so he had to tempt the test.

The destruction of the country for two hundred years was in the hearts of every monk in the Yan Kingdom, and they could not make any blunt gestures in front of the creatures of Taihang, for fear of causing displeasure and losing this last place to live.

What's more, the cultivator of the Yan Kingdom in the city-state has not yet produced a Supreme Palace Emperor. The Eight Kings on the surface took care of the Yan Kingdom and said that they were asking him to help guard the east side of Taihang. However, how can the remnants of the Yan Kingdom who could not even be taken out by an Supreme Palace Emperor? They always have to let the spirits of Taihang work.

The messenger grinned and did not hide it, "It was the Longjun Xuanzhao."

The cultivator of Yan State was shocked and quickly sent someone to invite the Zhao family members, then bowed to the envoy: "The Zhao family is the actual person in charge of the Yan State's imperial capital. All the lords also know that since the Pale Demon Disaster, the imperial capital has successively abandoned the Great Wall and fell into the silver tower. In the end, even the divine city has been abandoned. The person who abandoned Houtu is Zhao Xingzhou, the leader of the Zhao family. With the power of Houtu, he suppressed the soul-picking master of the Bamboo Basket who was about to regain freedom and return to the pale, and buried his bones under the magic disaster with Houtu."

"Many famous monks with surnames died in that battle. Very few of the Zhao family are still alive, and because of Houtu backfire, they can't even practice." After that, the monk from Yan Kingdom shook his head.

The man who turned into a giant beast felt awkward. Over the past two hundred years, these human monks have become less and less straightforward in their speech. The accumulated fruits of civilization seemed to be broken suddenly and returned to ancient times.

He didn't care either. He just looked for someone on this trip. Soon a monk came, followed by an old woman and a child.

The man glanced at the monk in Yan State and introduced: "This wife of the Zhao family's clan leader, this... is the only remaining bloodline of the Zhao family. In terms of seniority, it is the Zhao family's chief..."

"Yunsun." said the old woman.

The old woman looked up at the big man. The big man didn't think much about it. He turned around and took the air to reveal the body of the giant beast. He caught the old woman and the child and ran to the depths of Taihang.

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Li Shishuang is already old, but she didn't expect that she could hear the name of the Dragon Lord again before she died.

How many years have passed.

More than a thousand years.

Li Shishuang's imperial realm was broken, and her realm fell to the Yang God, which damaged her foundation. She should have died long ago, but she had let her live until now.

Sitting on the back of the giant beast, she hugged the ignorant child and gently stroked the child's hair with her thin palms.

Through the clouds and mist, the torso of the golden ancient tree that blessed Taihang for thousands of years appeared in sight. Across the distance, the giant beast fell down and respectfully walked along the Eight Kings's Lord Road towards the ancient tree.

At this moment, in the island in the middle of the lake, Li Xi'an was entrenched on an ancient tree, connecting the entire Taihang vein with breathing. He raised his head and breathed for a long time. The clouds and mist gathered in the sky with his naked eyes. Soon it would rain heavily, which contained Li Xi'an's spirit, which flushed the dirty air of the veins and regained vitality on the earth.

Below, he bowed to the Eight Kings and the new King of the Yellow River Hengchao.

Chu Xing'er sat on the ginkgo tree and yawned and stretched.

Jade plaques roared on the old camphor tree, and Li Xi'an's eyes kept flying through the cause and effect of Taihang over the past thousand years.

As the saying goes, the behavior of sentient beings remains on the earth, and the memories of the earth connect the earth veins. Now the old camphor tree is a land species born in Taihang. Li Xi'an used the universe to communicate with the old camphor tree. The memories of Taihang Mountain poured into his mind one after another.

Thunder came from afar, from far to near, withered old trees sprouting under the thunder.

The rustling sound of raindrops sounded in the mountains and fields, dripping on the dead leaves. As the breeze poured into the valley lifted away the turbid air, everything became clear and clear.

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The dragon still held its head up and watched the rain wash away the green mountains thousands of miles away.

His scales that had been through war and became thick and iron-like in the rain looked as bright as red and agate, but it only seemed that he could not go back to his former appearance.

The Eight Kings bowed and bowed. The Lord of the Yellow River felt the heavy rain and glanced at the Red Dragon Lord above the ancient tree on the edge of his eyes.

It is logical that both were Chengmian kings, and Hengchao did not have the need to worship Taihang Dragon Lord, but he admired this person from the bottom of his heart. He was also the king, and he did not think there was anything wrong with his courtesy.

The past keeps turning pages in Li Xi'an's eyes, hundreds of years, thousands of years of time pass by like a flash of time.

Until the unshakable arrives.

People in the world are called "pale demon disaster".

After looking through the past, Li Xi'an discovered two suspicious points.

First, Chun Yang Fuyou destroyed the Taihang Palace and retreated, and it was clear that he could destroy the entire Taihang.

Another thing is that the power of the Hetu Luoshu activated by the Lord of the Yellow River Hengchao on the altar is far beyond the normal teleportation required, but until now, there has been no response from Yufa in Jiuzhou. This means that the six kings who walked out of Jiuzhou have not returned at all.

On the Eight Kings Road, Jingxing Road, the shadow of the giant beast appeared, carrying the two.

The giant beast bowed to the island in the middle of the lake and shouted: "Chenglongjun Zhao's order, come with the Zhao family!"

Previously, the giant beast said in his heart that the human race was so polite that Zou Zou was so stupid that when he needed to speak, he racked his brains to think about what to say.

Li Xi'an winds down from the ancient tree.

The sun was getting darker, and his eyes were like two bright suns falling in the dark night.

A gust of hot wind blew in all directions. Li Xi'an lowered his head and looked at the old woman and the child brought by the giant beast. The two walked to the front of the Eight Kings and bowed to worship. Seeing such a picture, the child's expression did not change much, but his tender little face was shining with warm orange light by the golden fire.

"It's you." Li Xi'an recognized the old woman. This once bright woman was no longer young and became this attitude. The arrogant and domineering geese in the island in the middle of the lake were still the group of seeds that he inadvertently brought back to Zhao Xingzhou's wedding that day.

Li Shishuang closed her eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were twisted together.

Soon, she opened her eyes and asked the Dragon Lord of Taihang respectfully, "Dragon Lord is looking for me to come, and is he caring about how the soul-picking of the bamboo basket under the altar of the imperial capital?"

As soon as the name of Zhubasket Soul Cai appeared, even the faces of the Eight Kings around him became solemn.

If an unshakable person sealed under the altar of the imperial capital escaped, he would definitely not be on their side.

"The seal is not hindered. My husband knew that no method could be used to defeat the unshakable one, so he fused Houtu and his flesh and blood, poured it on the altar seal, and gave me a natal talisman, allowing me to sense whether the seal is intact. So far... the runes are intact." Li Shishuang said hoarsely.

"The seal between Houtu and the altar can be opened by the blood of the Zhao family, so I brought Yunsun, a boating boat."

The child standing next to Li Shishuang suddenly felt a huge attraction, which made him lower his head and his whole body float into Li Xi'an's eyes.

For children, Li Xi'an's face was like a thick blood-colored lake, with no limit to the point, only two sun-like beacons were burning silently, staring at him.

The golden flame ignited out of thin air around the child, illuminating his dark pupils. Under the illumination of the golden and fire, there were actually starlight in the dark pupils.

“Assimilation of pollution.”

Li Xi'an is very familiar with this power and belongs to Xingcai. But Li Xi'an couldn't think of how the people in Jiuzhou came into contact with Xingcai. The only time that could cause pollution was the ancient star world, which was the first arrival of the Rainbow Star Color.

Li Xi'an put him down, and the child felt lighter and returned to the ground, and was a little stunned for a moment.

The Red Dragon Lord winds his body on the ancient tree, as if the whole world is shaking under his power, making waves of thunderous roars and frictions.

He could only hear him in a deep voice: "I will go to the imperial capital to find a bamboo basket to collect souls so that he can't fall into a pale body again. Can the orphans of the Zhao family go with them and check the flesh and blood corpses?"

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To the west of Taihang, there are ruins of wilderness.

The giant whale was swimming, and a golden human figure with a sword on its back was sitting cross-legged above its head.

The void broke open in front of him, and the dark sea of ​​void stirred up. This move was to escape quickly with the power of void.

The blue bird sat behind the golden humanoid, twisting the spirit objects in his hand to feed the deer king.

"You are in Taihang. You can be sure to solve the crisis of fighting medicine in the western border with only one statue of the self and a bone statue? Peace in the eight immortals is ranked second, and the seniority is even more exaggerated than Chun Yang Fuyou. Only with all your skills, he gave the elixir of the world, and thus he was able to defeat Chun Yang Fuyou in fighting."

"Enough." I felt like a mixed echo, like several different voices overlapping, including teenagers and old men.

The blue bird was discouraged and didn't say much, but instead talked about other things.

"How did you turn bad luck into good luck? The arrival is beyond shock. I have asked you several times, so I will not ask again."

"Very good." I answered.

"Then I will ask you, is the Eternal Life Service still there?"

"Nature is still there." I nodded as if, "The universe is dangerous, and the immortal suit is too far away. I have found a piece of clothing that can cover up people's eyes and ears, which is not worth mentioning."

Seeing that the eternal suit was still there, the blue bird seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and warned: "The eternal suit is very important, remember!"

"This is naturally, the object you gave me has no reason to be damaged."

The blue bird was very helpful to hear it, and thought that the red dragon's universe was not in vain, at least it was much better than before.

I am like waving. The deer king, who had taken the spiritual object from the blue bird, replied in the Zaitian Cauldron, and followed the action of I am like waving.

I looked down at the Zai Tian Ding.

In the past, the Zaitian Ding was used to inherit the Taoist tradition and neutralize the peace of the Five Elements Vehicles. The way to achieve the growth and harmony of the wood movements is now possessed by carrying the Taoist tradition and vigor, and many magical methods are also fundamentally used to treat the food of all immortals, which is a contradiction with the wood movements.

My erect looked at the Zaitian Ding carefully. At this time, two dark and round eyes raised from the mouth of the pedestal, staring at the thoughtful self.

The deer king looked at his own erotic as if he had a grin, and he also touched the other person's shoulder with his hooves, which was very tempting to be a brother.

Forget it, let's think about it later.

I seem to no longer think about the magical powers of the Zaitian Cauldron. I pick it up and take out the vibrant spirits and put them into the jade plaque. The originally crowded cauldron body has no space, but without birds and beasts, the seal script of the cauldron body feels less.

"It is better to carve the mountains, seas, and the sky and earth of Jiuzhou. The green lock world on the body of the tripod can find an opportunity to move to the present world. The wood is straight and straight, and it can be curved or straight, and naturally it has the ability to reshape." The blue bird walked to him and bent down and smiled. I seemed to see that the rouge red at the corner of the blue bird's eyes was as thin as the sunset of the distant mountains, reflecting the light blue pupils.

The paintings and red are just like the feathers of blue birds.

"I finally grew so big, wouldn't I want to become smaller again and have no majesty?" The deer king said quietly in the mouth of the cauldron.

"You are a deer now, so you don't want to turn into auspicious things one day, symbolizing the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou?" I replied as if I was smiling, which was also considered as acquiescent to the suggestion of Blue Bird.

The deer king rushed out, ran behind the blue bird twice, and poked his head out, "He, you and I are separated!"

The blue bird was amused and giggled, but the expression of the erotic appearance suddenly became low.
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