Chapter 1494： Xuanming Cave is here, kill the ring

At this moment, an old monk in the crowd sighed with regret:

"I heard that the monks from Xuanming Dongtian have been integrated with Dongtian. With a single breath, every move, they can affect the whole world. In the cave world of hundreds of miles, they are like the spirit of the Lord and King, and can gather the power of Dongtian! Daoyou was very strong in the beginning, but this move is too much Meng Lang ... "

He is a great suzerain, seemingly worried and regretted, but there is a strong sarcasm deep in his eyes, obviously not optimistic about Jiang Tian.

"In the beginning, Daoyou said that it would be necessary to level the Xuanming Dongtian, but I am afraid that it will take three or five months to level it. Do we have been waiting here?"

A city owner spoke, although kneeling on the ground, he was tall and mighty, still quite dignified and statutory, with taunts.

"For three or five months, we have to keep on our knees? I'm afraid I can't stand my knees!"

The disciple of Beihai Sword Emperor sneered again and again.

Around, there was a sudden sigh.

Although they jealous of Jiang Tian's might, and although they are not so closely connected with the palace of the market, they are always vested interests in this world, standing on top of the world's right pyramid and the top of the food chain.

For them, keeping the status quo is the best. When Jiang Tian came, he wanted to break the game and change a lot. This is of course they do not want to see.

They did not dare to say it, but in their hearts, Jiang Tian was treated as a bandit, a god, and a demon. He wished that Jiang Tian would immediately die in the hands of Xuanming Dongtian.

Seeing this, Long Shengnan and Yueyue Fairy's faces were "unhappy", and Wu Shujian frowned even more, anxiously frowning these people with a sword.

To clear the Xuanming Caves, Jiang Tian didn't take them, and even extinct Winter City. For Jiang Tian, ​​it was just a matter of playing a commander's sleeve, letting them do it, just let them vote for fame.

But in the face of these people ’s questions and ridicule, they ca n’t do anything. This group of monks in Beibei are broken. If they are against you on the unknown, they are yin and yang to say weird things, and you have no way to pick.

If you want to kill people, then Jiang Tian's crime of killing innocent people is firmly established. In the future, it will be difficult to win people's hearts in this world.

"Oh!"

At this moment, the ghost wolf suddenly made a weird laugh.

He laughed very lightly, but when everyone heard it, it was like **** the devil laughed, making everyone's scalp numb, and the entire audience was silenced instantly.

He was a peerless killer in the Xianxu market. He even killed the deities, and later he was the captain of the dark crow guard in the palace of the market. This resume is too scary.

"Dear friends, please listen to the next words!"

The ghost wolf sneered.

"what?"

Many overhauls in the Beibei world frowned and looked up.

I saw the ghost wolf stepping out, holding a gold "color" ball in his hand, slightly holding it in the air. The golden ball flew out of the void, blooming with infinite light, opening a huge curtain of gold.

Through the giant screen of "color", thousands of monks around the ruins of Winterfell City clearly saw that Jiang Tian, ​​a black student with black hair and a long shawl, was carrying his hands and standing in a snow valley.

The snow valley, the yinfeng rage, the heavy snow was like a feast, there were many mountains and mountains around, soaring and towering, a white "hair" wind rose from the ground, scrolling through the sky, like a white "color" dragon dance "ran".

In the void, a huge stone tablet floated, and there were countless thunders descending around. That was the rule of thunder, and together they could kill Yuanying Tianjun, and now, like the sea of ​​thunder, it is astonishing.

At the same time, the blizzards rising from the sky like black tornadoes traversed the sky, as if the iron cables hovered across the sky, enveloping a seemingly fantasy area.

On the monumental stone monument, the iron hook is staggered with four large characters-"Xuanming Cave Heaven", the font is red, like blood flowing, terrifying!

auzw.com "What? He has arrived in Xuanming Cave!"

"hiss!"

At this moment, the audience was exclaimed one after another, and the sound of air-inhalation continued, all the mockery on the face of the overhaul was gone, shook by shock and fear, like a demon.

A ghostly smile appeared on the corner of the ghost wolf's mouth.

Just a quarter of an hour, Jiang Tian has arrived at Xuanming Cave, crossing 100,000 miles of ice and snow. This speed, even if put in Xianxu, how many people can reach it!

Xuanming Cave behind Tianshan Gate.

Clouds cover the fog, thunder and lightning intertwine, and the blizzard is raging, but it is a world of birds and flowers, aura of qi and mist, and a qi of waterfall.

Here, the spirit medicine grows everywhere, swaying in the wind, the green embryo fruit, red agate-like phoenix fruit, and gold "color" vitality fruit, one by one, one by one, one after another Jasper-like branches.

The breeze came slowly, and the water in a lake was uneasy, very calm and clear, and the scent of fruit was seductive. The nearby spirits were planted everywhere.

In a divine garden by the lake, the temples are continuous, majestic and magnificent, and there are exquisite pavilions and pavilions. Under the white stone arch bridge, the mysterious cold spring flows, and the aura is full of steam.

In the lake, the endless Xuanming Hanquanhao "dangs", and an ancient lotus grows, which is huge and boundless, with twelve lotus terraces, Ruicai blooms, and aura is lingering, looking mysterious.

Even an ordinary monk will be keenly aware that this ancient lotus is good, and Xuanming Hanquan is absolutely a horrible treasure. It can make the monk step up to the sky, leap into the dragon gate, or be made into a powerful and long-lasting immortal. Real device, even Tao device.

In the divine garden, on a quaint platform, the mist was hazy, and seven Yuanying Tianjun could be seen sitting cross-legged, anxiously waiting for Gulian to mature.

The faint sound of hole flutes circulated through Lin Yueyuan, very soft and very pleasant, with a stream of fairy sounds flowing across the flowers, opening instantly, across the springs, transpiring, and spreading to the sky, attracting various birds and birds, surrounding Dance on the stage. Emptiness is as immortal, transcending the ordinary, a whisper of whistle can clean up the red dust and make people feel at peace.

There are a total of six Yuanying Tianjun, and even one is a half-step deity sitting here. The seven giants are all good, like the stars shining in the sky.

However, he did not participate in the blocking battle against Jiang Tian by Shibapan Island and Ancient Demon Abyss. Because they have a more important responsibility, is to guard this Xuanming Hanquan and Gu Lian.

"The Academy's Great Offering Jiu Yanluo has passed a flying sword, saying that they are not Jiang Taichu's opponents. Prince Chunyu has fallen and has retreated to the Hailan world!"

A young boy with a short stature and the head of a goose crane has a sad look on his face, saying:

"And I just got a message from my disciples. Jiang Taichu pushed invincibly. Li Ting swept the" holes ". He has already leveled Lindong City and wants to wipe out the Beibei world. He will definitely come to our Xuanming Cave to clear it!

"This Yan Luan is so timid and ruthless and ruthless that he would leave his colleagues alone!"

A tall man, who was as tall as a gangster, hummed and said quietly.

"Elder Wu, Yan Lu belongs to the vein of the Master of the Academy. We belong to the vein of the Sword God in the Palace of the Emperor. The Master and Sword God disagree with each other. Will help us! "

A monk with a handsome face and a long sword, looked like an ancient scholar, and sneered.

His name is Zhou Zixuan, a lieutenant-in-chief of the Emperor Qiuyi, a prince of the brachios, who has the peak repair of Yuan Ying, but a dead sword repair.

Three hundred years ago, the world ’s killer dynasty violently “chaosed” in Zhangzhou, Xianxu. He once calmed down, and “slammed” ten Yuanying Tianjun-level killers. He passed down the world-renowned reputation in Xianxu. Famous and majestic.

The elder with a small cockroach head has a bitter face, and sighs in a loss:

"You can't go, this Xuanming Cave Heaven was originally a palace built for Her Majesty the Market Emperor. When he wakes up, he will live in the lower bounds. If we ca n’t keep it, it will be a death penalty!"

"You have to keep it, but that Jiang Taichu was born strong and fierce, and even the three guards of Jinwu, even Yanluo and Prince Chunyu were defeated. Only us are left. It is really lonely!"

虬 髯 The elder Wu Hanhan must be flushed with all his hair, as if the flames were burning, full of impetuous authenticity:

"Elder Ai, you are inherently timid. Worrying about this, afraid of that, that Jiang Taichu really dares to come, I take a slap and slap him into flesh!"