Originally, Shi Yishou, who was just watching the opera, heard that his Yan group was suddenly cued. He was immediately upset and said, "it's because the management staff of yangu palace didn't even know that there were so many outsiders inside."

For a moment, the three people blame each other, and even ignore the face at all. Under the gaze of the Yan Wu army, they quarrel into a group.

Shen Ximing and others looked at the three wonderful flowers with tears and laughter.

"Hello... Did we forget that the night counselor was still in it?"

Jin group director, night Hong's old friend Du bin, can't help but say.

Wei Qianling, looking at the mirror and arranging his hair style, said: "don't worry, that boy is the hardest man I've ever seen.

Even if the whole Ximen family were dead, the boy would not have any problems

Wu Yafeng on one side also held his arms and looked at the strange sky in the distance. The urn voice and the urn airway said: "the ancestor of the official family... Is not the opponent of the night consultant."

Dongfang Longqi, who is quarreling, glances at Wu Yafeng without trace. His eyes flash and goes back to fight again.

...

within the Ximen family.

The strange heavy rain broke down several tripod houses.

Even the exterior walls of the bronze hall were knocked off.

The Ximen family looked uneasily at the top of their heads and howled in their hearts.

Even if they won the battle today, the postwar restoration will be enough to take a skin off them.

However, the biggest disaster area on the battlefield is Yehong's location.

Those heavy raindrops, kept shooting down on him.

Night Hong carries the sword road of Shushan mountain and forms a wind breath barrier outside his body.

The blown raindrops, the earth will be broken out of the holes.

And the raindrops seemed to be endless without any sign of stopping.

At this moment, Yehong seems to be fighting with the whole sky.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, and the heaven follows the way..."

on the opposite ground, Shangguan Wan'er stands with a pen.

The raindrops, as if they knew the Lord, were all around her.

A mysterious ancient sound comes out slowly from the mouth of Shangguan Wan'er.

"The sun rises and the moon sets, the wind and rain thunder and lightning...

the heavenly way works and sprinkles elements on the earth, so that human beings can understand various Tao meanings.

Therefore, the way of heaven is the general principle of Tao!

Thousands of ideas, free of my heart

Shangguan Wan'er raised his brush without any expression, pointed at the thick clouds in the sky and called out: "wind!"

The raindrops, suddenly stopped, and began to wind between heaven and earth.

These winds are not the same as the tornadoes called out by Yehong just now. They are like sharp blades, destroying everything that they touch.

The buildings of the Ximen family were ravaged again, and those gales actually blew the breath barrier around Yehong together.

However, Yehong can only switch the meaning of the earth.

Use the earth ball that congeals from the ground, wrap oneself like a turtle.

The strong wind blows through the shell and blows down the powder.

"It's no use. No matter what kind of Tao you use, you can't defeat the sanction of heaven."

Shangguan Wan'er shook his head and continued to spit out a word: "Lei!"

"Boom -"

the thunder on the sky became more intense.

Without warning, there was a thunder storm fell outside the night Hong.

"Dong -"

with a dull explosion, a hole in the earth shell is blasted out, from which night Hong's eyes are revealed.