Chapter 853

"All right." Xu Yangyi stroked the dog's head upstairs and said nothing. Cat 82 finally settled down. He said in a deep voice: "from now on, you should not leave Qingcheng Mountain at all, and ensure your own safety. After more than ten years, we must go anyway."

"Wait a minute." Chu Zhaonan's thick eyebrows tightened again: "what do you mean?"

"When we come to Qingcheng Mountain, it's up to you to act up in front of us? Why don't we shine on the back of your ass? " He lit a cigarette again: "dream."

"There are risks in pretending to be forced, and we need to be cautious." Cat 82 happily turned over his belly, lying on the futon like a dead snake and a rotten eel, and happily said, "it's normal to let C output and nurse add blood? I don't know how you, a second-hand DPS who has been hacked countless times, have the confidence to grab the output... Wang!! You come out! Take a walk in the martial arts contest, who loses is the dog

A cigarette end scorched the hair on his stomach. Cat 82 jumped up in an instant. He stood up and vowed to scratch the face of Chu Zhaonan.

"With a wet nurse like you, it would have been a long time ago." Chu Zhaonan put his foot on cat ba'er's stomach. He didn't even look at it. He lit a cigarette and spat out a smoke ring: "besides, it seems that you are a dog."

Xu Yangyi smiles and looks at everything in front of him. All the people who should be there have arrived. He just wants to take these people with him. There are still more than ten years left. Zhao Ziqi should be able to wake up. Finally

He looked to the horizon, his eyes were cold, and the elder brother Lan Xue... In the past ten years, if you have the clue of angel, I can still let you live. If not, then... You go to die.

Day by day, the whole Qingcheng Mountain was on the right track again in the second month after the war.

Every month, there are golden elixir lectures to build the foundation, refine gas and improve their own strength. And every day, there are countless monks gathered here, side by side flags planted in the front and back of Qingcheng Mountain. Then it spread out and turned Dujiangyan into a huge military city.

No one is relaxed. At the end of the sky, the huge King's palace of Jin is like a star hanging upside down. Countless floating boats are scattered on both sides. The continuous black camps on the ground make the ground black.

Like a silent giant, in the dark, even in Chengdu, tens of kilometers away, you can see the brightly lit giant when you look up.

Gathering, accumulating and silent tides hovered over Dujiangyan. Even the air became fierce. For a whole month, songbirds did not fly, but the wind was light.

The sun, are wrapped in a suffocating smell of blood.

This is the high tide before the storm. I don't know when this huge vortex will break out. Both sides are making the final effort. Every day, countless planes take off from Chengdu and bring boxes of goods and materials to Qingcheng Mountain. Countless helicopters carrying * * patrol all the time, circling in the thick fog of Qingcheng Mountain day and night.

Compress, condense and turn into a long sword. When this oppression reaches the critical point, it is the time when this * * which is enough to change the situation of war blows up completely.

On the 10th day after the war in Qingcheng Mountain, the Western theater came to help. Commander Hu Weiguo and deputy commander Cao Xiangbing arrived in Qingcheng Mountain. They did not accept the suggestion of commanding in Chengdu and led 20 think tanks to Laojun hall.

Twenty days later, the central war zone arrived, and three friars' regiments and 200 fighters stopped at Chengdu airport.

Thirty days later, the northern theater and the eastern theater arrived at the same time.

The most advanced monks and mortals in China are all gathered here, waiting for the moment of * * explosion.

A month later, more and more crazy murderous, however, no one over the Leichi step.

That kind of silent anxiety, silent intention to kill, almost all people crazy.

On the 40th day, all the golden elixirs in Qingcheng Mountain began to give lectures, in order to improve everyone's strength in an interval. Second, disperse the killing intention that makes people's heart stagnate.

On the 45th day, the wolf poison immortal started alchemy in Laojun hall. In January, one for each person, which pushed his reputation to the peak.

The 60th day, water Yao day, night.

The hexagram is very fierce.

At the top of Laojun hall, Xu Yangyi, who is meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opens his eyes and turns into a black light rushing to the sky.

The moon should have been washed, but now it is covered by a huge shadow.

That is the essence of Zhenwu world. The earth has not seen the moon for more than five years. It's like the legendary terror of the world over the moon.

"Brush Lala..." a piece of the night wind, blowing all over the mountain night fog, trees rolling like tide, tonight, even can't see five fingers.Just a few seconds after Xu Yangyi's flight, eight paths of light rose up and gathered around him.

Chaoyangzi, huayangzi, linyangzi. There are also two real people, Zhenyin and Zhiyang, who were obsessed with the empress of Jin Dynasty by Xu Yangyi. The dragon and tiger mountain is long and the sky is green, and the three saints of Heming mountain are the masters. It happened to be at his side.

"You feel it, too?" Xu Yangyi looks ordinary, voice with a dignified mouth.

"It's finally about to start." Chang Qingzi stepped forward, his chest slightly undulating: "more than two months of depression, they should also be transferred."

No one spoke. Just now, all the real people above the golden elixir felt that the sky was suddenly disordered. When they reached the golden elixir realm, even if they didn't have the Seven Star magic calculation, they also had a kind of feeling in the dark.

Everyone felt a sense of panic, without any hesitation, all concentrated here.

Silent, the turbulent mountain fog in the night wind is like the tide, and it seems to cover one huge monster after another, ups and downs.

I don't know how long later, a little golden light suddenly flickered between heaven and earth. As if the sun jumped out of the horizon, then thousands of golden lights rose from the palace of the king of Jin.

"Sunrise?" The master of Sansheng temple was shocked.

It's true... The vision in front of you is almost the same as the sunrise. You can hear the boiling of Qinghai and see the colorful clouds. The rotten brocade flies thousands of feet, and the golden waves surge thousands of ridges.

That little golden light suddenly turned into a golden tide, illuminating the whole Dujiangyan, and even Chengdu, dozens of kilometers away. In this golden light, a blood red sun is slowly rising from the palace of the king of Jin.

"Brush..." shining thousands of miles, the golden light, all the sea of clouds all boiling up, the night was lifted the veil of darkness. This time, not only they, all the monks stationed in Qingcheng Mountain, even ordinary people felt it. Gradually, the mountain is full of people. I don't know how many people are pointing at this spectacle.

"Boom!" Within a minute, the blood red sun suddenly jumped into the air. When several real people looked at it carefully, their eyes suddenly solidified: "this... This is..."

"It's the golden elixir." Xu Yangyi looks cold. His spiritual power is far beyond everyone. He can see it most clearly. In the center of that round of the sun, an old figure sits in it, and his hair is flying. The endless aura of heaven and earth, cast into the ocean of the field, will protect the shadow among them.

Liu Mingyang.

"This is..." as the golden light became more and more prosperous, Chaoyang Zi, the highest cultivator, finally saw clearly. Suddenly he took a cold breath and exclaimed: "Yuanying's vision?"

"Someone... Has a baby!"

The voice did not fall, a roar resounded through the sky. The golden elixir was covered with endless cracks. With this sound, countless blood lights gushed out from the cracks. With the earth shaking sound of "boom", the vast sea of spirit lines converged into his body from all directions, and actually formed the shape of a baby outside his body.

"It's really a baby..." Chang Qingzi's face is very blue. No wonder... No wonder the real martial arts world doesn't start all the time! They are waiting for Liu Mingyang to have a baby!

Next... It's time for everyone to fight.

Around Liu Mingyang, one circle after another, the dark monks of Zhenwu world covered up the sun and firmly guarded Liu Mingyang. With Yuan Ying's cohesion, all the broken golden elixirs turned into a golden light, forming a vast spiritual cloud on his head.

"Lingqi guanding..." tianqingzi took a deep breath. No one spoke. Everyone knows that the war is coming.

One hour, two hours... The sky went from night to day, and everyone saw it. It's like being caught in the heart. It's more intense.

The city is under the pressure of black clouds, and the mountain rain is coming.

The trees in the surrounding mountains seem to be corresponding to this atmosphere, clattering like the tide. With Liu Mingyang as the center, circle after circle of terrible shock waves and even the trees on Qingcheng Mountain are hunting.

Ten hours later, Liu Mingyang opened his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, the tornado like aura whirlpool above his head suddenly dispersed. The friars of the Zhenwu world all knelt down on the ground, from the bottom to the top three steps, just like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, guarding Liu Mingyang in the air.

"Liu xiangwansheng! Jin Wansheng!! Zhenwu Wansheng! "

Thunderous general drink, rushed from Dujiangyan. Qingcheng Mountain is silent.

No one can say a word, the breakthrough in front of them, this kind of thing for morale is too big. It's like the 22 golden elixir of Xu Yangyi's defeat in battle.

This is Yuanying!

The real supremacy of plane! And the ancestral court of Taoism... Only eight golden elixirs!"This is the feeling of Yuanying..." under the grand Jin palace, Liu Mingyang looked at his hand, still some can't believe it.

The kind of powerful in the blood, strong enough to shock themselves.

Without opening his mouth, he took a slight step, and the wound that Xu Yangyi had inflicted on him that day was still aching. It was the mark of shame... He couldn't help looking up at the Castle Peak.

He, he saw him.

Standing high, the stars arch the moon, he saw the isolated cloud, no sorrow no joy.

"Sand..." he gently raised his hand, gentle and slow, as he raised his hand, the surrounding black clouds like to protect him, at least hundreds of thousands of Zhenwu army silence.

"Stellera chamaejasme." His voice is very light, but strange across thousands of meters: "long time no see."

"Benzhenjun gives you a big gift."

"In return, your life is not bad."

"Boom!" The last word falls, and a magnificent aura comes across ten thousand meters! Point at Xu Yangyi's throat