Divine Brilliance

> The Taoist dilemma, the bells are four.

Xiao Xiangzi was squinting beside the otter in one place, slightly worried, looking up.

This is today, the seventeenth bell rings. Since the beginning of today, the atmosphere within this dilemma has begun to dignify, and it is a moment of concentration. At this time, it is even more heart-rending.

When I first learned about the dilemma, I was prepared to take the excitement of the person who was on the east, and it had disappeared without a trace.

At the moment, there is only worry and anxiety.

The shadow that the man left in his heart has not only been eliminated, but has become more and more concentrated.

Dry day guards!

Xiaoxiangzi’s double fists were tight and the air was floating. A few small fish in front of the lake, the belly turned white and floated up.

Xiao Xiangzi squinted and glanced at it, and did not care.

Can you spin, even if you think, in the eyes of that person, is it true?

"Xiang Xiangzi's younger brother!"

A voice came, with a bit of smile. Xiao Xiangzi's eyebrows glimpsed, and then it was another loose.

This is his brother Qiuhua, who entered the spiritual world decades ago. A few days ago, return to the cloud world.

Although the market is only nine steps, it can be a realm, but it is strongly suppressed. Accumulation can be stepped into the fairyland, if there is no such thing, just a few years of retreat, you can enter the fairy.

For hundreds of years in the cloud world, no market has been repaired as a breakthrough, but he has trained dozens of outstanding disciples who have gone to the spiritual world. Qiuhua is one of them -

It seems that I also saw the fish that were killed in front of him. Qiuhua went to his side and shook his head slightly: "But worrying about the teacher? You need to sharpen your mind."

Xiao Xiangzi is silent, not only worried about no market. Looking around, it is just beside a stone path. The disciples of the Dao Ling, who are in groups of three and five, pass by here.

But no one, no one has been intimate in the past, no one has taken the initiative to salute him. It’s all weird and hidden.

In the past, he always followed him, and the aunts were flattering.

A similar situation. Xiaoxiangzi had already seen it a year ago, and it was no longer the temperament of the heights.

Vaguely aware, there are countless people in the Tao Ling dilemma at this time, looking at his master and falling down.

But at this time, it still feels strange. Around this, many people's eyes are filled with the color of anger. Seems to regard him as a feud.

"Don't look at it! These are the disciples of today's dying sects. Fortunately, they are saved."

Qiuhua shook his head and his eyes changed: "Before three hours, Shui Mingzong has already died! It is still the destruction of the whole sect. The two thousand disciples died in battle, and none of them survived. The man has no living under the sword, and the water Mingzong teaches only the spiritual world. The first stage. Even the attack disappeared. It could not be issued. It was not until two moments before someone discovered it—"

Xiaoxiangzi’s ‘ah’ screamed in his heart, and his eyes were even more hazy.

This is the twenty-third, the twenty-third sect, the door -

It has been eight hours since the time of Chen. At every hour, there are at least three sects extinct and thousands of people fall!

He can meet each other. The pressure on the market at no time -

"I have never seen such a fierce and overbearing person in my life!"

Qiuhua took a deep breath and looked down again.

"But don't worry, the master respected him for three hundred years and experienced so many storms. This time he will never fall down and fall in the hands of the stinky child!"

The voice is smashed and the confidence is full. Xiaoxiangzi smiled bitterly. I don’t know where Qiuhua’s confidence comes from?

This war, even if it wins, such a big loss, I am afraid it is difficult to explain.

But in the end, I must know that Qiuhua has been following the market for a long time. Far more than he knows the master. This statement is by no means targeted.

Looking into the air, the soul of the light room. Not only inside the light room at this time. What are you talking about?

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At this time, the soul of the light room, but only a cloud of illusion, quietly suspended in the air.

There is only one image inside, one ruin, and the two lines on the ground.

"Seventeen, thirty-eight, two hundred and twenty-three -"

The former refers to the number of sects that have been killed, and the other refers to the number of people who have been slaughtered.

But it is not the blood red that was seen before, but the dark brown. Only because of the blood in the sword mark, it has solidified.

Looking in the eyes, it is still very dazzling.

As if to say, you kill me millions of innocent people, then I will marry you 38,000 disciples! More will be -

This is an image before three hours, but now it is three hours later.

The ruined sect of the sect has reached twenty-three. The fallen disciples are close to 50,000.

When the image recorded by the illusion disappeared, it gradually subsided. The look of the interior of this room has returned to normal. I don't care, but this kind of scene, I really see too much today. Too numb!

"There is a need to stop this demon head. At this time, the ruins of the Middle Kingdom of the Middle Kingdom are all wind and cranes, and they are almost unable to hold back."

"Exactly! The sectarian who is familiar with me is to guard against deep rigor, but the problem is to be able to defend it."

"It was time for the first battle of Yunshan, the whole mountain, and the mountain guardian squad, all broken by a sword! Which is the ninth order? Which is the heaven?"

"You can only find a way to kill!"

"A hundred miles away, the Xuankong Road will be destroyed. The whereabouts are erratic and unpredictable, and there is no impermanence, and the dragon will not see the tail. It is impossible to measure its trace, how can it be surrounded?"

"That snow house is damned, how the magic mirror fell into his hands."

This statement says that everyone in the room is silent. Without this mirror, the traces of the sects were hidden and they were found.

More people, but they all looked at the market without a market.

It should be a disaster, starting from this person. These hours are all inactive.

At that time, there was no market, and he opened his eyes. His eyes were still calm and waveless.

"Joint!"

The air movements of the people in the room are all a glimpse.

Gathering several neighboring denominations in one place, clinging to the strongest sectarian mountain in the sect.

As early as seven hours ago ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When Yun Yunzong was destroyed, no market has been mentioned.

An arrow can be easily broken, so three five?

It was just that it was rejected by all people.

It is good to put the sects together in one place, but what about those veins? What about the medicine garden? What about Benshan? How to make up for the loss of reputation?

Is it going to be made by others afterwards?

When there was an embarrassing silence, the red light rushed into the door.

At this time, the value of the disciples outside the door has long been used, not blocking, let him enter.

The next moment, a sinister Taoist, now and inside,

"The palace master! Before half an hour, someone saw the sect, three hundred miles away in Pushan -"

The room is undecided, his eyes are roaring and he looks to the side. I saw two soul lights and went out at the same time. Suddenly in the chest, a black blood spit out.