If there were also Buddhist monks and blond men in the North County, Bai Qingniao and Nie Shuang might not have been able to deal with them.

Taking a deep breath, Nie Changqing didn't care and entered Longmen again and rushed to Beijun.

Jing Yue and others looked at each other.

They obviously knew the seriousness of the situation.

"Nie Shuang hasn't experienced too many battles. Is he... OK?"

Jing Yue also frowned worriedly.

He was a little annoyed.

I had known that before I was lucky, I would have warned Nie Shuang that if I encounter an enemy I could not defeat, I would have to run first.

Keep the green mountains there and you will not have to worry about burning firewood.

Boats rippling on the lake.

Lu Dongxuan and Lu Changkong also came in boats.

When I got to the island, I found that everyone was gathering.

Lu Fan was still in seclusion in the thick fog. They couldn't get into the thick fog, so they could only stand on the island and watch.

Lu Changkong saw the return Jing Yue and others.

Ask about the situation on their respective battlefields with concern.

Jing Yue hugged Jingtian Sword and hurriedly told him about the murder of all directions in the Nanjun battlefield.

Under his description of the cruelty of the war, Lu Changkong also had an impression of it.

When I learned that an enemy that could produce thorns appeared on the battlefield.

Lu Changkong and others all changed their faces slightly.

"Are there people who have gained immortality among the Southern Barbarians?"

"Perhaps, the purpose of the battle for three months was because of these people who were born with the Five Barbarians!"

"The Five Barbarians and Chaos Zhou, it seems that Fan'er had expected it in his heart."

Lu Changkong took a deep breath.

Lu Dongxuan touched the big gold chain on his neck and squinted his eyes.

suddenly.

Everyone chatting on the island changed slightly.

because……

The thick fog that covered the lake began to sweep.

In a vague manner, there seemed to be a roar like a twilight drum and morning bell resounding in everyone's ears.

Mingyue, the girl holding the pipa, was shocked.

How could she not know this sound? It was the Buddha's name that the Buddhist monk chanted when he tied his palms together on the battlefield in the Nanjun?

But thick fog rolled, sweeping out a vague Buddha shadow, which covered the sky and the sun.

Exudes a magnificent and supreme atmosphere of depression.

Suddenly.

A faint sneer came from the thick fog.

A silver blade tore the Buddha statue apart.

The Buddha statue collapsed to both sides, and the disintegrating fog...

The calm lake surface was filled with ripples.

Lu Fan's figure sitting in a wheelchair slowly emerged from the collapsed Buddha statue.
Chapter completed!