A dark cloud suddenly came from no cause, covering the bright moonlight with a tight slit. The sunny thunder exploded in the sky without any warning, reflecting half of the sky pale.

Lightning was falling on the Suzaku Tower, and the tower's ninety-ninety-one bronze bells were trembling, and the rapid ringing sound was like death.

Then, there was a loud bang, and the Suzaku Tower, which had lasted for thousands of years, was divided into two from the middle, and the old wall was cracked in an instant, and the tower body exploded into pieces in an instant.

The content that countless people coveted in the Suzaku Tower finally appeared in full view of the public—

I saw the broken tower body with empty face, like a poor cage, sitting upright like a haunted stone of the master, with a crumbling oil lamp hanging above his head, and the lamp body was hanging back and forth.

The stone statue's lower eyebrows and eyes seemed to be filled with sadness, and it flickered under the violently jumping fire of the oil lamp. A turtle's back suddenly fell from his hand, fell to the ground and flipped, trembling, revealing the word "chaotic" engraved on his back.

Xi No one could see clearly. The next moment, the turtle's back and the stone statue were wiped out without warning.

An old sigh seemed to be heard from the hanging oil lamp, and the flames gradually faded.

The Suzaku Tower is no longer there, and the tower spirit that has been guarding the tower for hundreds of years must have also gone with it.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed person saw something else and asked the person next to him, "Look, that's an icicle, what's frozen inside?"

Everyone looked around and saw a large icicle with a man tall under the silence of oil lamp, and a person who could not see clearly was frozen in the middle. The black air surrounding the man was shuttled back and forth in the translucent ice, almost breaking out, and it was so dark that it melted into a ball with the night.

There is a saying that "the creatures are immortal, and the inner demons are immortal." This thing cannot be killed or eliminated. Cheng Qian had to use a "seal" and seal it in the ice.

Cheng Qian originally thought that except for the broken copper and iron in the Suzaku Tower, there was only one tower spirit that was not a human. The inner demon was sealed in the ice and had no source of power. Over time, it would inevitably be weakened. Even if the icicles were melted by the Suzaku Tower for 10 or 20 years, they would almost "starve" to death.

Unexpectedly, this Suzaku Tower, which seemed to be able to last forever, broke into pieces in an instant!

The thick black clouds surged from the south, constantly wrapping the icicles, as if they were summoned by something.

The more intelligent monks present were ready to run away when they saw this situation.

After all, the two soul monks who protected the playboys were seeing the world. A taller and thin old man in the carriage said, "This demonic energy is not easy to meet."

Another shorter and fatter said: "I often hear people say that there are nightmare travelers in southern Xinjiang. I don't think it's groundless. No matter what, let's go first."

The tall and thin old man sighed and asked helplessly: "What should I do if the young master?"

Before the short and fat old man could reply, he heard a monk next to him shocked and said, "Look, look!"

I saw a gray silk on the waist of the monk who was talking. The gray silk rose up straight like a living thing, floating and moving with the wind, and slowly pointed to the direction of the Suzaku Tower.

The monk holding the gray silk said hurriedly: "Senior, this is the 'Xingzhiling'. I came here for fear of an accident, so I hit the other end on the young master. The Xunzhiling's Lin must have been blocked by the Suzaku Tower. When the Suzaku Tower exploded, I could immediately feel the position of the young master."

The tall and thin old man immediately changed his face and said in surprise: "How could the young master be in the Suzaku Tower? What should I do?"

Isn't it any better?——just here, a shocking roar sounded from afar. All the black vortexes gathered around the icicles, and they gathered from the ground into dragons, swaying up, rolling up the icicles.

I don’t know who murmured: “The earth dragon becomes a dragon, and the world is in chaos…”

The black dragon led his neck to the sky, and a roar shocked the 100,000 mountains in the southern border. With a crisp sound, a crack suddenly appeared, which broke out from top to bottom and fell apart in a blink of an eye. The black shadow sealed in the icicle and the giant dragon merged into one, surrounding the sky.

The sky was shaken, and the stars and moon were dim. The black air in the mountains was like an immortal fire, swallowing half of the country.

Gods and Buddhas were frightened.

The short and fat monk of the soul was shocked and said, "Let's go! Go! Go quickly!"

Even though he was a powerful person, his voice was no higher than Qiu Chong in this situation. The monk of the soul gritted his teeth and immediately threw down his companions, rolled and crawled, turning himself into a meteor, and escaped without any chance.

Just as the sword rose into the sky under his feet, the Vermillion Bird Tower seemed to open a big mouth with a fishy smell, and instantly swallowed everyone present, and none of the immortal body and soul escaped.

Seeing that the short and fat monk was dissatisfied, he did not dare to turn his head and rushed towards the north.

In this border restaurant, Cheng Qian fell to his head without warning, frightening Yan Zhengming very much.

He continued to shoot and shouted for a while, and then he found that Cheng Qian was actually drunk by this glass of osmanthus sugar mixed with wine.

Yan Zhengming had never expected that his junior brother, who seemed invincible, would be so easily knocked down. He scratched his ears and heads and was at a loss. After a while, he finally remembered what he should do. He took a step forward and explained to anyone: "Lying in the bed."

Of course no one would answer him. After Yan Zhengming said this, he seemed to have received something. He held his breath carefully, bent down and picked up Cheng Qian, and put it in his bed room that was so clean that there was no head.

Yan Zhengming stared at Cheng Qian for a moment, stretched out his hand tentatively, and gently patted him on the face twice: "Hey, can't you drink a single bite?"

Cheng Qian had no response.

Yan Zhengming's mood flew up uncontrollably - although he didn't know what he was beautiful, if he had a tail, he must have been on the sky. He poked Cheng Qian's forehead and said, "It depends on your prospect."

Cheng Qian took advantage of his hand to slightly half of his face, and there was a smell of alcohol with the smell of osmanthus in his shallow breath. After all, it was a mortal wine. With Cheng Qian's physique, even if he didn't know the human affairs, his true energy would run on his own to discharge that little alcohol. Even if he was drunk, he would not be drunk for a moment.

Yan Zhengming sat by the bed for a moment, and his eyes were depicting Cheng Qian's facial features. The precipitated heart lake seemed to be thrown away by someone, and ripples floated again.

He was like a poor child guarding candy, and he was so itchy that he wanted to keep an eye on himself, but he didn't have the courage to commit crimes. He had to look at him while thinking about it. Although he didn't dare to touch Cheng Qian's hair, he was almost thinking about his heart out of his throat, and a strange smirk appeared on his face.

Just here, an abnormal movement suddenly came from outside the window.

Yan Zhengming, who seemed to have fallen into the rice jar, suddenly came back from a bunch of unreasonable fantasies, looked shaking, and opened the window from the air.

The birds in the yard seemed to be frightened, flapping their wings and flew everywhere. It seemed that the sky was rising from the south, and the thick clouds rolled like a tide, and a huge pressure came along the gloomy night sky. Yan Zhengming didn't care about peeking at someone's sleeping face. He pressed his hand back on Cheng Qian's heart, and the true energy with sharp energy in his qi suddenly drove straight in, instantly stirring the tepid and rotating true energy in Cheng Qian's body. The wine that had not been sipped away was gone.

Cheng Qian was sobbed by him that he coughed and woke up. The feeling of forcing the outside real energy to wake him up was naturally not very pleasant. He blocked his chest for a while and couldn't go well. The temples on both sides were still pounding. Cheng Qian's brows frowned and he struggled to hold himself up with some difficulty. He thought to himself that if Empress Yan dared to tell him, the slap of this palm was because he didn't take off his shoes, and he would have to do anything.

Yan Zhengming was already standing at the window in an instant, and said with his back to Cheng Qian: "A cup is poured, get up, something happened."

The frost blade that Cheng Qianfang threw on the table was buzzing, and he pinched his eyebrows hard: "What?"

After his words fell, Yan Zhengming's door that was broken by Cheng Qian was kicked open again. Li Yun walked in with a half-man-high long-legged bird on his shoulder: "Senior Brother...uh, , Qian?"

There is nothing strange about Cheng Qian here, what is strange about is where he sits.

Li Yun stepped on the threshold with one foot, his expression was both obscene and embarrassing. He was not just about moving forward or retreating.

Even though there was a crisis everywhere, Yan Zhengming was still guilty by his eyes and said angrily: "What are you doing there? Get in!"

Cheng Qian looked at the drooping bird and asked, "Is this junior sister?"

"Her demon bones are moving." Li Yun put the puddle on the table. The temperature of the puddle was extremely high. Li Yun's sleeves and hands were scorched in a row. The moment his body touched the table, he heard a "hiss" sound, and a pot of cold wine next to him boiled.

Li Yun waved his hand and moved the barrel to the windowsill, retracted his hands and blew them together, and said, "So she doesn't blame me at all if she can't come back."

Shuikeng lay half-dead on the table, like a magnificent roast chicken, and said, "Senior Brother, I'm going to die."

However, the man who was about to die turned his head and saw Yan Zhengming open the snack that he threw on the side. He then pecked his head and left a hole through, and said while eating: "You must be a full devil even if you die."

Cheng Qian: "…"

He saw that the eldest brother was very good at raising children, and he was especially good at teaching according to his aptitude, completely retaining the authentic bird energy of his junior sister.

The sky outside was so dark that it was so dark that all the guests in the restaurant were wearing clothes. People stretched their necks out in panic and watched outside. Cheng Qian looked out and saw a black dragon appearing and looming among the black clouds in the distance. This was not the 8,000-year-old antique in the real dragon flag. The huge pressure came with the demonic energy that made people breathe unstable, covering half of the sky with the changing wind and clouds.

Just here, a crisp sound suddenly appeared on the puddle. The wings of the bird, which was originally half a human tall, suddenly stretched out, and a flame several feet high rose on its body. The wooden table was immediately burned.

Yan Zhengming showed his long sleeves, and the sequin sword energy from the sword cultivator seemed like a transparent cover, suddenly covering the whole room. Li Yun took out a pack of cinnabar from his arms, picked up the osmanthus wine on the windowsill and melted it. His whole body almost turned into a afterimage, and the red talismans spread out like flowing water on the ground.

Cheng Qian originally wanted to say, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, can you leave?" Seeing this scene, he swallowed the unnecessary questions back. He grabbed the frost blade and jumped up, jumped up on the eaves, and stood outside to protect the Dharma.

A few loud shocks came from his feet, and the Heavenly Demon was trying every means to break his bones and overflow, and was suppressed by Yan Zhengming.

Every time there are demon bones in the water pit, they both seem to have to be together. Even though Yan Zhengming's realm has been around for thousands of miles a day, the power of the sky demon in the water pit has grown even more crazily. In this way, the long feathers on her body were cut by the scattered sword energy. The blazing Samadhi True Fire dispersed uncontrollably, and even affected Cheng Qian outside the sword intent circle.

Cheng Qian's back almost felt burning. Compared to the concentration of the Suzaku Tower, the fire on the water puddle seemed to be even more irritable.

Suddenly, a shrill bird cry came from him, and a red glow broke through the roof and rushed straight into the sky, tearing open a hole in the dense black clouds, and it was like a huge target thousands of miles away.

The black dragon in the distance suddenly turned his head and looked at it. Facing the gaze of Cheng Qian, Cheng Qian's hair stood up and he couldn't help but hold the sword in his hand tightly. He no longer knew that the boy didn't feel this way.

Suddenly, someone whispered not far away: "Phoenix Jiuchin... is she Tonghe?"

The voice sounded very familiar. Cheng Qian suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "Brother Tang? Why are you here?"

The person who came was Tang Zhen. I wonder if it was because of the dark clouds. Tang Zhen's face became even more ugly, like a tuberculosis who had been alive for a short time.

He followed two young men from left to right, and supported him carefully from both sides. One was Nian Dada, the baby son whom he liked to talk to himself, and the other was Liulang who had three ice cones pinned his soul soon.

Tang Zhen did not greet him, but looked at the increasingly approaching black dragon and said weakly: "One of the three thousand demons is the rarest one, because the inner demon enters the Tao and uses the body as the inner demon weapon. If it is achieved, it will gather the invincible power of the inner demons in the world and gather into a demon dragon. However, this is the first time I know that someone can take this path to this point - friend, you must be the demon bones of the Tonghe Tiandemon are suitable for the back of the demon dragon."

As he spoke, the black dragon had arrived, and both mortals and monks became ants. They had already fled in all directions and shouts were heard everywhere.

The dragon roar fell like thunder, which made people almost unable to stand. There was only a loud noise. Except for the restaurant under Cheng Qian's feet, none of the surrounding buildings were spared, and they fell apart in an instant.

Cheng Qian: "Get out of the way!"

The frost blade in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and the frost and cold air swept away like waves. You could hear the buzzing sound of the piano strings from a distance.

In the humid and stuffy air, every drop of water seemed to be squeezed out by him. The frost covered the entire restaurant in the blink of an eye. Cheng Qian stood on the sharp roof, holding the frost blade in his hand, vaguely as if he was tide and did not dodge or avoid it.

The white frost that swept open and the black clouds that were approaching collided without buffering.

"Boom" -

Jiliang and Jixiao meet on the narrow road. Two stone lions in the restaurant, posing in a slight manner, were swept across the edges and turned into powder in an instant. The sound of the gold and stones of the frost blades was loud and loud, and the black dragon flipped and moved in the air.

Tang Zhen threw out a colorful stone as soon as they fought to the ground. The stone turned into a cover out of thin air, covering the three of them. The strong light was clearly left on the cover.

The so-called "shocking" -

Nian Dada was so shocked that he stuttered: "Tang...Tang...This, this is the colorful stone left by the woman of the year, Nuwa, who was left in the world..."

Tang Zhen didn't seem to feel sorry for things, so he said lightly: "It's just a scrap, how can you resist the attack of the demon dragon? This demon dragon has become the one who is qualified to win the Beiming."

Nian Dada's eyes were so wide that he was about to take off the window: "He can become Beiming Lord!"

"No." Tang Zhen said, "If the devil's way is successful, the king will defeat the enemy. If you want to conquer Beiming, you must pave the way with the corpse of the Beiming Lord. The previous Beiming Lord has a soul left, and it is... well, a very unreasonable fellow Taoist sealed it with his soul, so that he is neither life nor death. The Beiming Lord will be sealed forever, and no one can obtain it again."

Nian Dada was unintentionally listening to him and asked nervously: "My uncle Cheng is not even a hundred years old, how can he fight against the Wanmo Sect?"

Liulang kept silent. He listened to these words and held Tang Zhen's hand tightly and uncontrollably.

Tang Zhen didn't say anything, but just looked up - Cheng Qian on the roof was shaking, and half of the sword tip of the frost blade had been dyed with black air. He didn't even look at the sword in his hand, but just raised his sleeves to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the black dragon in the air without any hesitation.

The black dragon had a claw as big as three Cheng Qian. He grabbed him step by step. Cheng Qian jumped to meet him, gathering all the frost that scattered like a sea tide. The "slaughter" in "things went against his wishes" was in line with the extremely accurate sword intent, and it penetrated into the heart of the black dragon's claws.

Tang Zhen patted Liulang's hand and whispered: "Don't worry about the world, he is a sharp blade forged by the heavenly tribulation."
Chapter completed!