Chapter 17 Mr. Student
When Junze Jade entered Zhongzhou alone, she left Su Xiaofan with a lot of tricks and plans.
This includes the fact that the face of the two camps will compete with each other for seven battles. For example, Wang Ting, a little saint, regrets losing the soul of Tibet, breaking a thousand wins in the autumn and the snow in the north, and losing thousands of feelings to Liang Bing, who is cold and gorgeous, who is a Yao sword, who is a big demon, and who draws a draw with Yun Jian City … Of course, it also includes the fact that Mo Qi is difficult to break the border, and the cloth building can move mountains, which can be said to be a great legacy.
Even the main soldier of Bingshan, Jiang Manlou, got a close look at his kit and said, "Junze jade is still Junze jade!" This is all creepy … "
Of course, freezing for three feet and a thousand years is by no means a prerequisite for Jun Zeyu’s manpower.
In their eyes, Li Min’s life is better than the name of God, and they don’t want to waste it. They asked Jun Zeyu to think of an unprecedented way to move mountains.
On the second day, the magic weapon had the ability to deliver the machine. In those days, the cabinet of the magic weapon promulgated the fifth strategy of the mysterious list of Tianque and Diwan, and the arrival of two boundary mountains had made the sky see this extraordinary magical power, and the so-called moving mountains was exactly the end of things.
Taking advantage of the gathering of the heroes, the emperor’s mausoleum fought for seven days, and it was difficult to break through the border and lead the peak, and then joined hands with the Buyi Building to make it a little older, and uprooted the whole emperor’s mausoleum and restricted it from moving into the mountains and smashing it into the Central Plains at that time.
One can stop the pack from consuming the other, so that the powerful forces on both sides of the river in the picture scroll can be called foreign demons to see if this day is bullied.
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The emperor’s tears break through the sky to break this picture, and the heaven and the earth forbid Mo Qi-nan and the twenty-seven men in the Buyi Building to join hands to move mountains. Therefore, compared with playing against Luo Changfeng to test each other, the three-point offensive and the seven-point self-control are empty, the white hair is expensive, and the supernatural powers are endless.
Needless to say, there was a crack in the dark snowy mountain with long clouds in Qinghai province, and the end was as shocking as cobwebs and jumbles, and several rocks and snowdrifts rolled down.
Like a meteor, Fei Huo falls to the river.
This kind of movement is naturally seen by the confrontation between the two sides along the river. Even the remainder is heavy. The seven wars are meeting each other since the sword. People such as Liancheng strategics and Yun Jian City have been disturbed, so they have to make their own efforts to collect the clouds, or stand on the cliffs of the treetops or stand on the heights against the cold and look at this sudden variable.
"What happened?"
At this moment, all the heroes have this question in their hearts. The emperor is in tears, and the leader is angry and ambitious. Now it is the seventh battle key moment. How can he get rid of his opponent, Luo Changfeng, who is crazy and wants to break this picture cage?
Goddess Dragon Ouyang Qing Xu Xinsheng’s hidden worry realm strength ranks among the top ten in the Hundred Statues Spectrum. She is also unaware of the abnormality of Mo Qinan at the foot of Fiona Fang Mountain at the Imperial Mausoleum.
However, the imperial alliance’s left and right military advisers, the Qianlong military adviser, are equally famous, but she is sure that the variables in the alliance or the capital city are steep and shaky in May, and the two predecessors who are guarding the sky are trying to save the day.
At that time, Ouyang Qingxu’s mind flashed a lot of suspicions.
"Is it an alien invasion?"
"Or is it that the East Chu fighters outside the Thirteen Kings City and the Tianbei Ten Valves Army together with the demon army attacked the city?"
"Is it true that Jun Zeyu is behind?"
"Or the golden scales in the secret department of the secret cabinet?"
"Even if Mo Qinan breaks the boundary, it’s just that God leads the boundary leader to fix it. Now people in heaven are not afraid of threats."
"Tianya Du is not a woman in red?"
“……”
"So it’s you!"
Nature is Luo Changfeng.
The layout bureau has already started the game, and there is no reason to end it.
It is urgent to move the mountain, not to mention that the emperor’s tears are separated by a sword, even if Luo Changfeng is gone half a day ago.
Seeing that black robe is full of colors, countless gods are lashing around in the imaginary direction, like tadpoles with three thousand ancient translated words in the six-character gate roaming around.
Luo Changfeng rises in the wind like a fairy.
His eyes were full of white flames, and he looked at the whole body with fighting spirit and murder, burning with tears. He said, "Defeat me and you will have a chance to stop moving mountains."
In the picture behind, thousands of swords are eager to try, and it sounds like a rainbow when the emperor cries.
With a palm of his hand, the emperor turned to sneer at "You want to die"
Luo Changfeng chuckled, "Let’s have a good fight with your tears!"
Luo Changfeng’s voice has been shot before it is scattered.
Raise your hand and gather your fingers. You can’t see the order of fingering. The thirty-six gods will be like a white knife.
Luo Changfeng took a hand and held it like a butcher’s knife. His figure passed away and reappeared behind the emperor’s tears.
This is the recorded picture of Xuanyuan God, the magical power of Zhangshan River.
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On that day, the sky was clear and white, and the mountains and rivers in Shui Ze were green and green
Li Xingyun, the Zen master of Nanshan, was just a little surprised. I didn’t expect that the alien living in the alien world would have such picturesque scenery, but I soon erased this thought and thought about the two worlds’ respective hometowns. Who stipulated that the red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple could be the colorful colors of my own day and the alien world was destined to be black, white and gray?
This is so unreasonable.
After all, beauty is a word of good and evil, and good and evil are even more like right and wrong. It’s really a different kind of painting if Qian Fan’s lonely mountain is thrown away from life and death.
"The sun, the moon and the stars were collapsed by Qingshan osawa. Today, Mr. Li suffered a siege, killing half of the sky, killing you. It’s a good death to live here." Qian Fan’s first half of Saint Xiu’s alien strong is a god who wakes up and has a good skin. His hands are attached and he looks at Li Xing Yundao.
Li Xingyun, who was deeply immersed in the world, dared not speak on behalf of a day. He adjusted his skirt. He was far away from the Qian Fan, and he was greeted by a gift.
Li Xingyun said, "Thanks to this gentleman, if we can hold off the pavilion and the Qian Fan Totem Army for a while, Li Xingyun will die."
The semi-saint’s awakening god will show a few admiring eyes. appreciate each other replied with a gift that "life and death fear Mr. Li is admirable."
Li Xingyun declared a Buddha’s name with his hands folded.
The totem on Qian Fan’s first chest suddenly lights up, and the dazzling light instantly wears through the sky of green mountains and green waters through clothes.
Near and far around, Li Xingyun’s eyes are filled with the aurora in the sky and the earth.
There is no sound in the whole body.
Born in Li Xingyun, stand still.
Suddenly he squinted.
Seeing a black mustard dyed with white clouds like ink in the white awn suddenly magnifies an incredible speed.
He saw a sword coming from the west.
Firm but gentle as a rainbow.
Chapter 10 Li Bai
As if from ancient times, the firm but gentle strokes the extreme daytime sky straight from far and near like chaos, and then the hazy sky, green peaks, green trees, rippling water and the heavy Qian Fan around Santan reflecting the moon re-emerged with the white curtain.
And the dark awn sky with firm but firm but gentle strokes on the awning fell in front of Li Xing’s cloud and plunged into the stone.
Earthquake, rock collapse, firm but gentle swing!