"At that time, the war was about to begin, and the madman Beichen broke into the dividing line between the two sides. Both sides were furious and were about to take action, and a sound came out: He was ordered to escort Beichen back to Tianchan Temple. If there were any dissonances, he would be killed without mercy! Just imagine, the battle between the two sides was about to be about to be a madman. The shouts of scolding were endless. Before the curses fell, two men in black robe appeared, and as soon as they made a move, they showed the powerful strength of the peak of the condensed liquid. The evil spirit was everywhere. In a flash, hundreds of blood corpses lay down. The rest of the people scattered. Before the battle started, they finished the end in this inexplicable way."

"In addition to this familiar battle, the madman Beichen walked all the way, and appeared on the mountain and came out of the bridge when he encountered water. All those who had obstacles disappeared. He was like a Buddha in the world. It was not until he heard about the battle between the Sanhe Sect and the Meihua Gang that he realized that there were strong men in the world behind him, operating all this behind him. He dared to ask Mr. Bai, who was standing behind this madman Beichen. After experiencing the battle in the imperial court, this madman Beichen clearly stood on the opposite side of the Dayue King's Court. In today's world, which force dared to compete with the Dayue royal family so blatantly."

This is a question that is at the critical point, and those who do not understand the meaning are unknown.

This madman Beichen traveled all the way, but in just a few days, it caused such a huge shock. It was precisely because everything was abnormal that it clearly showed that there was a giant hand behind it that was beyond the imagination of the world, pushing everything behind it.

The old man in white robe smiled reservedly, "Brother Tianlang asked well, I believe you don't know yet. Before, two days ago, another shocking storm broke out in my Dayue cultivation world. It was just that the situation was hidden and unknown to outsiders. Bai was lucky enough to make a lot of friends, but he also knew about it."

The keeping of the secret made everyone beat their chests and stamp their feet, but their appetite was lifted up, and no one dared to be impatient.

At that moment, a stack of love sounds sounded, and he urged the old man in white robe to come quickly.

Having gained favors and attention, the old man in white robe whispered, "As far as Bai knows, the ancestor of the Mu family, the leader of the Santian Fanmoke, probably had an accident. In short, the Santian Sect and the Mu family were all attacked and suffered heavy losses. At least Bai could be sure that the powerful condensation force in the Sanhe Sect and the Meihua Gang came from the Santian and Mu family."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other.

Then, with a thunderous sound, I don’t know who laughed out loud first, and then the whole room burst into laughter.

It was really unreliable that the old man in white robe was exaggerated. If the pusher behind the madman Beichen was so amazing, it would be so strange that everyone would believe it.

But to say that Fanmoke and Mu Shenzhi, the legendary gods and immortals, have also suffered great disasters, which really challenged everyone's imagination.

"If the person behind the madman Beichen behind him is the devil king, do you think what Bai said is exaggerated and hard to believe?"

The old man in white robe said coldly.

The atmosphere in the whole room changed again, as if the soft spring suddenly tightened again.

Song Duanhu was even more shocked and stood up, "Is this a matter of truth? Mr. Bai, don't scare people."

The old man in white robe said, "Apart from that, I really can't remember anyone who has this power of heaven."

Song Duanhu said, "But it is rumored that this person has been seriously injured and died. His body fell into the Long River, and he died without any life. Even the prophecy of the Imperial Heavenly Prison has been spread. Is it fake to cross the Long River?"

"Your Excellency is well-informed and even knows the prophecy of the Imperial Heavenly Prison."

The old man in white robe laughed, "But Brother Song should know that if the fence-headed men in the Imperial Heavenly Prison can really sever the national destiny, why would my Dayue fall into such a situation? Then, how powerful do you want to use the devil? First, you will retreat to the ninth prince, then destroy Xixuanji, slaughter the black dragon army like slaughtering chickens and dogs, defeat the ghost master, resist the real dragon sword of the Nine Sky, and finally, you even killed Wang Xuanji in court so that you could not even avoid it. Such a person, the King of Dayue sent all his troops and horses to release his corpses, and could not find them everywhere. Is this devil's life or death? Do you still need to ask more questions?"

"Another angle, Beichen is just a crazy man. Even if the King of Dayue wants to use it to lure the demon out of the nest, he can be so careful to create so many strange things for this madman Beichen? It is clear that the driver behind the scenes must be the devil, otherwise, the strong men of the Mu family would be willing to be driven by the three days."

Everyone was silent, but it was really the analysis of the old man in white robe, and it was impeccable and impeccable.

Xiao Tianlang said, "It seems that the devil has probably not died, but I just can't understand. This devil is trying to fight such a big battle, how can he use this madman Beichen? You must know that the King of Dayue is collecting him all over the world. Are you really not afraid of the soul-striking ancestors of Dayue?"

The old man in white robe laughed, "It's no wonder that you always bring your emotions and ways of doing things. We are not the devil, and the heroic spirit of swallowing the world. I am afraid that in the eyes of the devil, the soul-sensing ancestor who we regard as gods, is just a defeated general under his command, far less important than the promises he had ever fulfilled."

"Do you let Beichen go back to Tianchan Temple?"

The white-haired hat sighed quietly, and his heart suddenly pricked like a needle tip, and then he felt self-deprecating: What are you? Why are you jealous of Miss Xia?

"Is it the witch's desire before her death?"

Song Duanhu asked in surprise.

"S!"

There were bursts of air conditioning sounds all over the room.

The most affectionate thing is like a dream, as if a scene in the legendary story of the story is reappearing in the world.

"There are naturally infatuated feelings in the world, and this wish is not related to the wind and the moon."

The white-haired and baked hat suddenly remembered the poem that the man chanted by chance. His heart was sore and painful, but it was not heartache for himself, but the sorrow in his heart and empathy for the man.

"In this way, it's clear."

Xiaotianlang sighed, "There is such a hero in the world... The demon king in the world is really a catastrophe on earth! It seems that there must be a bloody battle in the Shenjing."

The old man in white robe left the table and stood up, "There are all the powerful people in the Shenjing who come to cook for the matter. Let's wait and take care of the present." After that, he looked up at the sky and muttered, "Calculate the time, that madman should arrive."

As soon as he muttered, a desolate horn suddenly came from the distance.

"No, the miscellaneous people in the Heavenly Buddha Kingdom have knocked on the door."

Someone exclaimed, and the thatched hut that had been sitting in full before was suddenly empty, with only dozens of red mud stoves remaining, still simmering and cooking enthusiastically.

The shopkeeper rushed out of the kitchen like a fire, howling like a pig.

The word "money" was just out, and a golden object flew out of the air and smashed on the compact kitchen wall of the adobe. Looking closely, it was a gold ingot the size of a baby's fist.

The shopkeeper suddenly turned anger into joy, and happily shouted at the distance, "Xie Keguan Qian's reward".

The diners were like thousands of horses competing for the first place, rushing forward, all running towards the high ground in the north. (~^~)
Chapter completed!