Chapter 133 132. Under the Ginkgo Tree
"Bang——!" The woman sheathed her sword.
All that is left is bird feathers.
The great Yang Shen realm demon was looking at her numbly, with two bare wings covering her lower abdomen.
"Nan Zhu, the King of Taihang Mountain, personally consecrates..." She held the somewhat funny carrot and muttered softly.
There are extraordinary restrictions on this carrot.
But it was nothing to her, but the content made her frown slightly.
"You came from Daxinganling to deliver a message to your king?"
The big demon kept nodding.
"What happened to the seventy-ninth wife?" the woman asked again,
The cold wind of late winter blew by, outlining the tall curves under the white clothes, mature and attractive, but as straight as a sharp knife.
The woman's face is even more beautiful than the Taihang landscape, and the gentleness on her face is like melting the ice and snow in the mountains.
The big demon stared blankly for a moment. He swore that the seventy-eight wives he had found were not as good-looking as the one in front of him. But unfortunately, no matter how good-looking she is, she is still his seventy-ninth wife.
Rabbit always mocked him as a contradictory bird.
Originally, An An was so happy that she just wanted to have some love and affection, but it couldn't be fake. This is the deepest conflict between him and Rabbit. What does it mean to breed a bird? ah? Translation Translation What is a bird species? He has no other intentions for his seventy-eight wives, and they are not the wives who were burned, killed, and robbed. Can the things you and I agree on be called a kind of bird?
The big demon said seriously.
"There are seventy-eight lovely wives in the family. If the beauty is willing, she will naturally be the seventy-ninth."
It happened that the woman had finished reading the message, and the last paragraph said that I hope you can kill the messenger for me. Daxinganling does not need self-contradictory lovebirds. It is signed as "Qingyan", the owner of Daxinganling.
Qingyan? Is the king of Daxinganling named Qingyan?
"You go back, I'll deliver this letter."
"Isn't this bad?" The bright and fierce bird was suspicious.
The woman shook the end of the letter. "You can die if you want."
The big demon cursed.
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The sword clanked.
The twilight and dim light intertwined, cutting off the heads of the dark creatures.
The void rippled and blocked the whole body, the heavy snow froze the living body, the black and white chaos deprived him of the connection with the palace, and the lava rolled and collapsed the spine and limbs.
Finally, a sword kills the owl.
The living spirit is destroyed, and the flexible and solid body gradually becomes an illusion.
Sixteen ancient swords roared to catch the gradually illusory destroyed living beings, and the dark purple glow filled the air. Li Xi'an fulfilled his original words and tore them into pieces. The golden fire burned and extinguished the black mist.
Dozens of golden lightning bolts fell from the sky and fell to the ground. But they were bounced away, and the collision between the two made a vibrating sound like gold and iron.
The kings defended this land, unable to dig into the mud, and the flowers and trees were as cold as iron.
A ferocious giant claw took the dozens of golden lightning bolts and suspended them in its palm. Li Xi'an stared at these ancient tokens, which were like swords and had patterns engraved on them. Including the one that originally fell, there are seventeen more.
The overlapping domains dispersed, the wind and snow disappeared, and the huge bodies of the kings also disappeared with the wind and snow.
Myolie Chu was nervous like never before.
She silently counted the hair of the eldest sister closest to her. Her hair was ice blue, similar to the feathers of the ice phoenix. It is so beautiful that it can relieve tension and at the same time, you can hear the conversation of the five kings below. I don’t know him now, but I’m afraid it will be hard not to know him in the future. They sat cross-legged in a circle under the ginkgo tree. Not to mention their appearance, they were very different from each other in their clothes. "One hundred thousand mountains, mole." This guy is very familiar to Chu Xing'er. Chu Xing'er used to play with his shell every day.
"Qinling, Da Zhiyi." The whole child didn't look much older than Chu Xing'er. In fact, Ginkgo despises the name Da Zhiyi. How big is it? But she didn't dare to speak out, after all, the world would be shattered with just one slap.
"Himalaya, Ice Phoenix." This one is indeed from the snowy plateau! It was really high and cold.
"Changbai, Transparent Seat." The white-haired ape has transformed, but not completely. Instead, he is wearing a robe and sitting there cross-legged, like a volcano. He is a volcano when he walks, and he is also a volcano when he is silent.
"Taihang, Nanzhu." This Chu Xing'er is familiar with, Xiaolongren!
Listening to the conversation between these kings, Myolie Chu followed the words silently in her heart. She buried this thought very deeply.
She saw with her own eyes that these terrifying guys were hammering to death the unparalleled mythical beasts. It seemed that they didn’t put much effort into beating them to death. There were no dead bodies. Seeing this, Xing’er Chu’s heart went crazy. She was embarrassed, so she kept her thoughts to herself, for fear that one of the guys below would find out and be in a bad mood and slap her to death.
"Everyone, are you interested in going to the Heavenly Palace?" Li Xi'an asked.
He spread his hands, holding five tokens silently.
When the Lixia Sword Formation tore apart the living creatures of Haechi, every king had the ability to get the falling golden lightning, but they all chose to stop and wait until Li Xi'an took it.
"I need to understand one thing first." Bingfeng, who was opposite Li Xi'an, said.
She sat cross-legged, her slender legs not even covered by her large robe. The hair was not decorated and was allowed to hang down naturally, and the eyes were as clear as ice crystals.
"You and him seem to have noticed the strangeness of that living thing from the beginning. Why? What is that black unclean thing? The aura it emits can actually make me extremely uncomfortable." Bingfeng asked, with narrow and cold pupils. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked at the tall man next to Li Xi'an.
"Filth." Li Xi'an replied.
The reactions of the other three kings except Zhu surprised Li Xi'an.
They have never been exposed to filth, let alone ancient monks. Ancient monks who knew the existence of Old Kyushu were walking around the world, but they had no intersection with each other.
"Filth... I know something about it." Da Zhiyi nodded.
"I felt a similar aura in the mountains near the west. I didn't pay attention. After all, the current world of Yin and Yang is not balanced. Demons and monsters occasionally appear in unstable spaces to cause harm to the world."
"The same has never happened in Changbai." Tongmingzuo said.
"I just feel that the sky is about to fall, and the stars are falling above the Taihang Mountains. So I go here to protect the spirits of the earth." The Transparent Seat bowed its head slightly.
"It might be a little troublesome for me to explain." Li Xi'an exhaled.
He picked up the carapace that the mole was tossing around.
"Everyone, take a look."
In his eyes, lotuses bloomed, outlining the phantoms of the past, the evil god of a hundred thousand mountains, the walking emperor, the pale figures fallen on a rainy night, and the mountains. The kings watched, silent, and an extremely depressing atmosphere enveloped them.
The screen went out when facing the statue of Jie Tian.
"I see." Bingfeng muttered.
"That means our homeland may also be invaded and corrupted?"
"Maybe." Mole shrugged.
"After all, the Taihang Mountains have been reduced to a land filled with demons for two years since the dragon left. Sometimes, we can't hold on."
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