The city of Qingfu is in turmoil, and a series of violent air machines are flapping the blue sky screen.

With the increase of frequency, it seems that the blue sky will be in danger.

Now, I'm afraid anyone can see that the Qing Fu based on the city wants to suppress this unknown monk.

It's just that the old Taoist is dead. Who can fight against it?

Can the western mountain with the knife stop the man?

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Dozens of miles away from Qingfu City, there is a small boat with the SangJiang river. On the boat, there is a man in green.

If people can see the momentum of Xishan before, they will know that he is a peerless monk. This one gives people the impression that he is much more ordinary.

He stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the top of Qingfu city with a complicated look.

A moment later, there is a blue light from far to near, landing on the bow, slowly showing the body shape.

It was the old Taoist who had become a little ethereal. Looking at the man in green, he frowned and said, "Qing Tian Jun, you and I agree that it doesn't count now?"

Who can know that the owner of Qingtian City, who should be in trouble now, is not in Qingtian City, but outside Qingfu city.

Qingtian Jun turned his head and looked at the old Taoist priest and said sarcastically: "how about the agreement? I'm afraid you know better than me. You can see how many incense sticks you have to live."

Qingtianjun, who was fighting with qingtianjun in the city and had just set foot in the sea for a short time, thought that he would take the life of the old Taoist priest in more than 100 rounds. He did not hesitate to make an agreement with him. If he failed to succeed, the old Taoist priest would live for one day, and he would never set foot in Qingfu city.

In the end, although qingtianjun won, it was after a hundred moves that qingtianjun surpassed the old Taoist priest. In the later years, qingtianjun did not set foot in Qingfu City, until today, he arrived here.

"You can rest assured that I will not enter the city until you are completely dissipated in the world."

The old Taoist looked at the most famous demon in the demon land.

Qingtianjun, with his hands on his back, looked at Qingfu city and said indifferently: "the young man in Xishan is not an enemy. If he dies in my place, that old guy will not give up. Besides, he still has some affection for me. I will save him later. As for the one, when he broke the city, he was full of vigor. I just want to see how high his realm is."

"And then?" the old Taoist asked

Qingtian Jun was expressionless, "it has been 6000 years. No matter how you rely on those heretics to survive, it is not necessarily the same as he was at that time. After the first World War, even if you can live, there is not much threat. If you don't want to have a big demon in the demon soil, how do we think about it?"

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly, "you demon families are naturally the most cunning."

Qingtian Jun looked at the dead man and reminded him: "the Terran is not good enough, otherwise you come to the demon soil to do something."

For a moment, the old Taoist priest was speechless.

A moment later, the freed monk asked, "what about that young man in the city? If you kill me, I'm not afraid that Chao Qingqiu will settle with you? "

If the old Taoist was still alive, he would not have said so much.

Qingtianjun waved a little, and the river showed Li Fuyao at the bottom of the lake. After a pause for a moment, he said, "if I had a chance, I would even dare to kill chaoqingqiu, but this is a shitty swordsman who can't move a bit."

In the words, there are some undisguised helplessness.

The old Taoist priest was puzzled.

He turned to ask, "what are you planning in Qingtian city?"

Qingtianjun said nothing, his temperament is not good, a climb to the stairs, not in his eyes.

In this world, only three people, two women, one big and one small, can make him willing to speak well.

In addition, it is the sword fairy who can't fight.

These three must be the most unreasonable people in the world.

As for others, even if they want to reason with him, they deserve it?

The old Taoist's blue light was weak, and it was about to dissipate. Looking at the old Taoist who was about to disappear, qingtianjun suddenly said, "you are not stupid, you are just looking for a way to extricate yourself."

The old Taoist opened his mouth to laugh and said only an inexplicable saying, "if we really want to fight, it's not sure that Lin Hongzhu can surpass me."

Qing Tian Jun shook his head, "you just live a few more years than him."

His voice was blown away by the wind, and the old Taoist priest's last figure was also scattered by the wind.

Qingtian Jun looked at the green Fu City in front of him, with a slight expression, "how about being born 6000 years earlier than me?"

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On the Bank of the lake, the western mountain holding a knife saw the one who was shrouded in fog and appeared in the city.

I can't see my face clearly, I can't see men and women clearly, but I have great momentum.

The monstrous spirit spread out from him, which made Xishan feel extremely depressed.If this is not a cover up, Xishan can judge that the other party is definitely a big demon of the sea.

However, there are only a few monsters in the sea of demon soil. Each of them has a great reputation. Who doesn't know, where does this one come from and is still in the city of Qingfu?

Is it not shocking to say that a rune drawn by Yan Fu Ling, who ascended the building, could hold down a demon?

When did the old Taoist have this ability?

What's more, a big demon can be suppressed by a rune?

The thoughts in Xishan's mind kept on, but now it seems that the monk who does not know the state of the West Mountain has not noticed the west mountain, but his attention is on the blue sky.

Xishan clenched the handle of the sword and did not intend to continue to fight. Next, he wanted to see if he could break through the blue sky curtain. If not, even if the power was more terrible, the sword behind Xishan would swing at him.

One after another, the violent air jet bombarded the blue sky curtain.

Countless scattered air machines fell into the city and destroyed buildings.

The whole city trembled slightly, and the presence, which had always been shrouded in fog, made a strange sound again.

"Zhi --"

as the sound resounded through the city, the blue sky curtain began to crack one after another, and it seemed that it would be completely broken in a short time.

Xishan looks at the sky with a complicated look.

Bang!

Like a broken mirror.

The blue sky curtain was completely broken.

Without the suppression of that rune.

A kind of unprecedented majestic gas engine broke through the shackles and gradually came into being.

As the demon revives, the great demon appears.

Without any hesitation, Xishan's body would be taken out of Qingfu city. What he wanted to take from his family had not been explained to him. He only said that it would be of great benefit for him to step into the sea from the tower. Otherwise, he would not have come here from Xishan.

It's just that thing is the one under the green Fu?

How to take this, a big demon?

Xishan couldn't bear to think about it. His figure had already left the city.

At the same time of breaking through the blue sky curtain, the man finally found something strange in the city. Facing the west mountain, the man waved his hand far away.

Numerous majestic air machines, like a river surging towards the western mountains.

This demon monk had already been injured. If he could bear such a blow again, I was afraid that he would really cut off the possibility of cultivation.

Xishan gritted his teeth and wielded a knife.

Before that, it was the most powerful sword light. Now, in front of this magnificent air machine, it's just some small tricks.

This knife did not stop Fen Fen Fen, and was smashed by the air force after a moment.

So it is.

Just as the machine was about to reach the west mountain, one hand grabbed the robe of Xishan and threw it out. At the same time, there was a saying from a distance, "go back to the west mountain!"

Qingtianjun appeared in the middle of the lake.

Xishan's face turned pale, but he still held his fist and said, "thank you for your help."

Qingtian Jun's face was expressionless, just looking at the fog in front of him, a hand stretched out from afar.

There are only two words.

"Come and fight!"

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