Divine Brilliance

After fifty days, in the gap between time and space, a stable boundary river.

Long Ruo’s eyes are half-closed and half-closed. It seems to be staying in bed, and seems to be thinking about something, standing still.

The sci-fi is next to him, and it is almost the same, seemingly waiting for something.

And in the right side of the two, there is another person. Forty years old and old, the name calls Gengwei, if the dragon needs to change his uncle. At this time, it is simply sitting on the side of the knee and practicing the inner interest.

The three people are already here, waiting for six hours, but they are not half-hearted.

Time goes by, I don’t know how long it has been waiting. Ling Weizi ‘um’ gave a cry and opened his eyes.

I saw a letter that was already in front of him. I didn’t touch it with my hands, and my mind was remotely touched. On the face of Ling Weizi, the table floated a bit and smiled.

"It’s a teacher’s command! The Taoist name has already promised. This time, I will do my best to go under the door, two hundred spirits and gentlemen, to help the thousand city alliance!”.

Geng Weizi's eyes lit up, but he lost his voice and smiled: "This is really a nesting, full of death. That shou, I don't know if I am out of heart, actually at this time, and then offend the name -"

The Taoist Xuanfengshi is a sixth-order Taoist soldier. The Taoist prince occupies the second Lingfu, and only the strength of the Seventh Lingzong is only three hundred people.

Ken will take out 70% of his strength at a time, and he has already done his best, hating Zong Shou has already entered the bones.

Lingweizi shook his head in disapproval: "There was no chance that the ancestors were forced into the sea of ​​clouds and the sea, and there was no possibility of shaking hands between the dynasty and the sect. Even without the third dragon temple. The grudges also do not allow the demon king. The death of the moon is just a booster-"

And smiled and said: "So to say, plus my Lingyunzong's four hundred Yunlong Iron Swordsman, Shangyu Xuan Lingzong's two hundred Shangqing Xuan Lai Shi. And Dan Quan, Xuan Su and other east to the Zhuzong, just There are two thousand of the sixth-order soldiers. Even if there is not one thousand city alliances, it is enough to crush the dry Tianshan!"

"The cow knife kills the chicken, but that's it!"

Geng Weizi slightly decapitated, inside the eyelids, all the colors of the scorpion: "The ridiculous sect, from the central cloud land. Purchased a lot of spiritual squadrons, they thought they could provoke my Ling Yunzong's battle. Covering In fact, I still want to make a surprise, but I don’t know that all the spiritual trades in the Central Clouds and Lands are in the hands of the Ten Holy Lands. Just a little check, I know the roots. In fact, if it is not a teacher, insist on this battle, Shocking those small and ill-conceived generations. Even if only 30% of the strength is used, this can make this dry mountain fall-"

The two were talking, but Long Ruo had always been silent and never plugged in. On the other side, there is a bit of worry.

Ling Weizi looked in his eyes and turned his head and smiled at the moment and asked: "Are you still uneasy? I think that Zongmen is going to make a big move in front of your body, and it is worth it?"

If Long’s look is a glimpse, the Lingzi’s question is not exactly the same as what he thinks in his heart, but it does tell him part of his mind. Busy and awe-inspiring, nodded slightly: "The disciples are really afraid! For the sake of one's own grievances, labor the entire sect!"

Ling Weizi laughed: "Long Ruo Long! If you lose in the hands of Zong Shou, it is not a good thing. It is not like the past, it seems to be arrogant. But this time and rest assured! You know that you The temperament of the master is unprofitable. The ones in the cloud sector will have a big grievance for this little grievance, and the grievances are nothing more than a 'li' word. You also don't want to look at yourself. You know that under the rule of the Tianshan Mountains, there are already two large yellow-scale Lingshi veins that are forming."

Long Ruo listened quietly, to the last sentence, but the figure was not shocked.

Two large Lingshi veins? This news, he did not hear. I don't know if it is true or false? If it is true, once it is transmitted, it must be a big chaos. Can make the world of the cloud, crazy.

To know a medium-sized Lingshi vein, you can raise 100 sixth-order soldiers. The seven-order or more Lingshi produced, can also supply more than two nine-order monks, usually used for practice.

And the large veins are thousands of people! The upper-class Lingshi of the Yellow Order is also ten times more.

——But even like the Cangsheng Road, there are three top-level forces with six pillars as pillars. The sixth-order Taoist soldiers are only seven thousand.

Just two veins can be the foundation of a big school!

And the entire cloud world, now only four.

In my heart, I realized that my teacher is respectful, and I am interfering with the hegemonic struggle in the east. It is only an excuse to revenge for myself. It is true that these two large veins are seized.

"This large vein, I Ling Yunzong naturally can not be swallowed, and inevitably to be distributed to other sects. But if it is still under the rule of the Tianshan Mountains, then I Lingyunzong, but I am afraid that even the qualifications for speaking are not.

"It is what you think in your heart!"

Ling Weizi no longer looked at Zongyuan, and sighed: "If I Ling Yunzong, I have never had a bad relationship with Zong's father and son. Then this time, we can also discuss with it. It may not be necessary to kill the net. But now, If you are enemies of each other, then you have to be more hot-shouldered. You must always let the sect, you can't turn over!"

"What the uncle said is! Let's talk about it, or the disciple dragged the sect."

If Long laughed with a smile, his heart was even more uneasy. Just want to say this, the Gengwei Taoist, but suddenly stood up.

"The man is finally here!"

When Long Ruo Li suddenly stopped his speech, Ling Mizi also looked at Geng Wei’s line of sight. I saw this Linghe 'upstream'. Just a figure, flying away.

It seems that I also noticed the existence of the three people, and the figure flew to the distance of about a hundred feet, suddenly suddenly stayed in the figure. Slender eyes, looked at the three people, and then sneered.

"I said who I am, knowing this secret environment that came into the cloud world, it turned out to be your Lingyun Zong people -"

This is a sneak peek, first of all smiles, but when you see the situation in front of you, it is a slight sigh.

This person is not handsome, even ugly, but has a unique temperament. Let others be by his side, like the sandstone beside the pearl.

At this moment, it is still as usual, with a bit of crazy in his demeanor. However, the body is faint, and the atmosphere is dim and more turbid. The left arm, even with the shoulders, has disappeared completely. Even him, he can perceive the gas in the other side of the body.

The first thought of Ling Weizi is that it is harmless. How can it be injured? And so heavy? In this case, it is not far from the body. The second thought, who is in the end, can the original sword of the six swords in the cloud world be harmless, and the injury is so serious?

That was not hurt, then another cold smile: "You think, I am very embarrassed now? Do not mind the mad sword is not hurt, but also so miserable?"

The spirit of the sacred heart suddenly awake, although the heart does think so, but also know these words, it must not be said. Even if it leaks a little bit, it should not be. A soft smile: "How is it possible? How can a martial arts practitioner not have a little accident? I have heard that the extraterritorial world, the martial arts, is mostly not as good as my cloud. But there are some, extremely dangerous. The original son, also Be careful!"

The original is not hurt but '嗤', with a sneer: "Let's come here, you fake, what do you want to see? Who wants to fool? You can say, stop here, what is going on?" ?"

The look of Ling Weizi suddenly appeared awkward. However, he has always been rich in the city, and there is a wall in the face, and there is no smile on his face: "In fact, there are counts in the mind of the son. I am waiting for it, naturally it is for the Tianshan sect. Also ask the son, see me in Lingyun. I have been teaching, and I have challenged this person in the first place. In the date and time, I can have a son to choose, just in the month! This son has fame in recent years, and within the Dragon Hall, he has personally killed one. The nine-order monk must have been interested in the son. My Ling Yunzong also has his own means to make this child unable to fight -"

This is the saying that the original, non-injured temperament, must be a happy promise.

Can be used when the voice falls. Ling Weizi sees the opposite look, which is unusually weird.

"Zong Shou? Dry Tian Yao Wang Zongshou, are you sure?"

When the voice fell, it was a big laugh. Although the serious injury has not healed, it is still very handsome and full of vitality. It’s been a long time, and it’s getting crazy.

On the spiritual surface, it is also the color of error. Not only him, but even the dragon and Geng Wei are also facing each other, and they have added some defenses in their looks.

Just because of this laughter, it was full of killing. The original unharmed momentum is also growing.

"The point of the people you taught, I have already lost my life. I have nothing to do with that person. I can only take a few of you, or you can reduce the hatred in my heart!"

Hate the word, the three are shocked, all subconscious ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ want to pull the sword. But seeing the original innocent figure, only a slight flash, it is not far in front of you. More tyrannical soul pressure, carrying the momentum of the Wanli, crushed.

Let Geng Wei and Long Ruo, both in the same place, can't move.

"The state of the sword!"

Ling Weizi exclaimed, almost instinctive, throwing out a few of the law-level charms in his Qiankun bag and hit the figure.

But only listening to the original without injury, still laughing. In the midst of the fire, between the moments, it has reached the top of the three.

Just a sword, the whole head of Geng Wei was cut down. Then he did not want to stay more, and entangled with the spirit. The figure flashed and it was a thousand feet away. Coldly sneer: "I did not hurt the grievances of your Ling Yunzong, and it ended! Look at the face of the year, there is still a word, advised to wait. That shou, er, etc. still do not want to provoke it! It is infinite Light, endless darkness -"

When the sound disappeared, the original unharmed person disappeared, and the sword pressure disappeared.

Ling Weizi and the restored dragon, looked at each other, and all the time was full of surprise and sorrow.