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The next day, Luo Yu shook his head and woke up drunk.

I had a beautiful spring dream last night! But also with butterfly!

Luo Yu thought of that dream last night, and couldn't help laughing bitterly and scolding himself secretly.

But he didn't smell the fragrance of a woman on his body, and his white robes and bed sheets were also changed.

Some love, perhaps for two people is not as good as not knowing each other, mutual help is better than forgetting each other in the lake.

Luo Yu goes out of the red plunder mercenary regiment. He goes to some arms shops and sells all the weapons he refined before. This sale also earns 500 or 600 yuan.

Later, Luo Yu bought a lot of materials for refining the third grade weapons, and even sold some materials for refining the fourth grade weapons. Then he returned to the red plunder mercenary regiment.

I stayed in the mercenary regiment for a day, and soon came to the gathering day that Jin Hao said.

Luo Yu leads his own team and the red robbers to leave. To Luo Yu's surprise, he doesn't see Xiao die to see him off.

However, Luo Yu didn't want to take Luo Yan King Tao Xiaoqiao to the gate of the city. A beautiful woman in a white dress, tall and graceful, hid in a corner and looked at the back of the crowd. She leaned against the corner and sobbed gently.

"Luo Yu, I must find your Qing'er, Xiao die wishes you..."

That night, who untied his clothes and danced with him, but he was calling another name in his unconscious mouth.

Maybe he took his subconscious as a girl named Qing'er in his mouth, and then he had that night's madness with himself

The gate of red flame city is full of people, many people gather here.

Among them, some of the high spirited disciples were recruited, but most of them came to see off their children's relatives.

The purple cloud warship, which is seven or eight hundred meters long and three or four hundred meters wide, is lying on the ground. It's seven or eight meters high, and Jin Hao and others didn't urge people. After all, it's no accident. These trial disciples can't return to the secular world in three years, unless the Deacon has some special mission.

Luo Yu and more than 40 people went to the gate of the city and immediately caused a commotion.

"Look, that's the team Luoyu, who won the first place in the Qingyang trial, and the white robed boy in front of him is the only core disciple, purple sword Shura Luoyu!"

"Oh, that's the purple sword Shura Luoyu! It's so young, it looks like it's only 18 years old "

the crowd watching Luo Yu and his team exclaimed.

Luo Yu and others jump directly on the seven or eight meter high Ziyun warship with Jin Hao's signal. After they go up, Luo Yu discovers that Lei Haoqiang and more than 100 Lei disciples, Luo Zhan and Luo Zongjia disciples are all on it.

Lei Haoqiang and Luo Zhan see the arrival of Luo Yu and others, the former nodded to Luo Yu in good faith, while the latter directly opened their eyes.

Ziyun ship is very spacious and can hold thousands of people. There were no pavilions on the deck, but there were two exits at the two ends of Ziyun, which obviously led to the cabin below.

Luo Yu and others find a central place, then sit cross legged together and close their eyes.

After a while, all of them said goodbye to their relatives and friends and jumped on the Ziyun warship. The members of the team formed a group and found a place to sit down. The members of the team also found a corner on the spacious deck to sit down.

A couple of lovers are sitting in the corner, their eyes occasionally glancing at the boy in the blood robe.

One is a young man with a white gown and a square scarf, the other is a young girl with a moving face in a Blue Palace dress.

Wan'er gently leans her head on Ge Xiuzhu's shoulder and squints at the people on the deck.

But Ge Xiuzhu occasionally threw the remaining light to the young man in the blood robe who was sitting alone on the outer armor board one hundred meters away. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Roar

The disciples riding the Griffins put the Griffins at the stern of the flying ship and divided them into four teams of ten to maintain the order of the new disciples on the flying ship.

Jin Hao nodded to a middle-aged sect deacon. The sect deacon and a man went to the cabin. Soon the Ziyun ship made a buzzing sound, and then a layer of purple light film streamlined around the Ziyun ship.

Then the Ziyun warship shivered and slowly rose to a height of 1000 meters under the gaze of countless people. Then it turned into a purple streamer and shot away into the far sky. In a short time, it disappeared in the sky. Its speed was as fast as that of an ordinary king of shenhuojing.

Luo Yu finally left Qingyang, and there is a broader stage waiting for him outside, and there are more difficult challenges waiting for him to break through.

What did Zixia Tianzong, one of the seven sects in ancient Cangzhou, look like, and what happened to Luoyu in Zixia Tianzong?

Can he see the girl he is dreaming of, and what is the reason for the generation of Yu emperor to join Zixia Tianzong? What will happen to ge Xiuzhu, Wan'er and Luo Yu?

All this is wonderful in the fourth volume of "Zixia Tianzong"Luo Yu looks at the morning glow outside the light film and thinks in secret, while the Dragon Phoenix bird is still lazy and sleepy on his shoulder.

"Zixia Tianzong, qinger, I'm here at last!"

Although Qingyang and Zixia borders on each other, Zixia Tianzong is more than 100000 miles away. Even the Ziyun warship has to fly for more than ten days. Therefore, all the new disciples on the Ziyun warship are sitting cross legged and practicing Qi.

Those who can reach jiuchongtian before the age of 25, or even the congenital state, are not the top-notch and hard-working people. Otherwise, how can they have such strength.

Martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Especially, the people around you are not inferior to their age and talent. Even those who are stronger than themselves are a lot of people. In this way, the pressure of the younger brothers is greatly increased, and their cultivation is also more assiduous.

Luo Yu's group of people are sitting together, and the same is true. Thousands of people are basically practicing with their eyes closed. Elder Jin Hao appreciates this scene and nods his head.

When elder Jin Hao looks at Luo Yu, who is practicing cross knee, he shakes his head and looks at others with regret.

And there are more than a hundred disciples who don't want to practice. They all look forward to the great rivers and mountains under the speed of Ziyun warship.

Yu suddenly opened his eyes with a blood robe on his knees. There was a doubt in his eyes. Looking around, he didn't find anything unusual.

"Strange, how can I always feel that there is a kind of glance sweeping over me, but I don't find anything unusual. It's rare that I think too much?"

When Emperor Yu was puzzled, a young man with a square scarf on his head had a faint smile on his lips

Just as the Ziyun warship was flying to Zixia realm, it was in a remote town in Tianfeng realm of the Qin Empire.

Tianfengjing is one of the four regions of the great Qin Empire. It covers an area of no less than Qingyang, covers a vast area of no less than 100000 Li, and is located in the northernmost part of the great Qin Dynasty. It snows all the year round.

A small town called Bei'an, about the size of Bailu, is located on the edge of tianfengjing, with a population of more than 100000.

This town is far away from the big city of tianfengjing, and few outsiders come and go.

The people in this town are very strange, everyone's expression is cold, everyone's arm has a bloody skeleton mark! Sometimes there will be people who are covered in black robes and can't see their faces clearly. They will fly over the town with their wings vibrating.

In a large manor in the town, six people, also covered in black robes, stand beside six blood pools.

The whole body of these six people exudes a powerful and incomparable breath, and the blood in the blood pool of six people is boiling like boiling water.

In the center of Liukou blood pool, a blood coffin is suspended in the air two feet high. The coffin is full of blood light, with red poppy flowers printed on it. The blood energy in the blood pool flows into the blood coffin like a pitching.

After absorbing the blood energy, the blood coffin glowed more and more, while the six black robed people looked at each other, and at the same time, the blood ghost Zhenyuan poured into the blood hall.

The blood evil spirit is really yuan, the blood gas, the blood color coffin is like a long whale to absorb water, and it doesn't mean to stop at all.

Night alternates, also don't know how long, the blood in the blood pool is consumed bit by bit, and it is almost to the bottom gradually.

These six blood pools are all seven or eight meters deep, and I don't know how much blood we have to kill before we have them, and the energy of blood exhaustion is not flowing into the coffin.

At this time, the six black robed men also stopped at the same time and did not inject blood into the coffin.

Creak! The poppies on the bloody coffin disappeared, and the coffin moved slowly!

A withered hand stretched out from the coffin, and then a figure slowly sat up from the coffin!

"I'd like to meet poppy Mei Di! Congratulations on Meidi's resurrection

At this time, six black robed people knelt down to the figure in the coffin, very respectful.

At this time, let's look at the figure in the coffin. At this time, an old woman in a blood colored Palace Dress, with white hair, a withered face or a withered whole body, with deep eyes and cold colors in her eyes, looks extremely ugly and terrifying.

"The emperor was seriously injured, sleeping for thousands of years, why do you wake me up?" the shriveled old woman said coldly.

Compared with his terrible face, the sound was as beautiful as a clear spring. Let people listen like a bath spring breeze, there is a sense of charm.

One of the six men, the most burly, got up respectfully and waved to a figure in the distance. A young man with a handsome face came over.

The face of the young man in the green robe was expressive, and his hands were also marked with blood skeletons. He saluted the man in the black robe respectfully.

"Please enjoy the sacrifice first!" The man in black bowed to the ugly woman.

"Hum!"

The ugly woman snorted, then waved her hand. A stream of blood really pulled Junlang youth into the coffin. Then the lid of the coffin closed, and the ugly woman and Junlang youth were closed in the coffin.

A moment later, a woman's bewitching groan sounded in the coffin. It was like a lover's recitation, which made people listen to the evil fire in their heart.After a while, the coffin lid slowly opened again

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