Chapter 420

The way of heaven is fair. Although the road of cultivating immortals is difficult and the hope is illusory, the way of heaven will naturally leave a ray of vitality for people everywhere, and the justice of heaven is fair. When you open a door for you, you will naturally close a window.

Zhao Jiuge suddenly realized a lot and understood a lot of truth when he handed out the sword himself. Before that, he was still a little anxious. Not only did he not break through to the Yuanying realm, but also failed to cultivate the fourth layer of Xuantian sword resolution. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's mood suddenly calmed down, and some things could only be done step by step.

Many Zhao Jiuge wanted to understand that many Zhao Jiuge looked at the sword that he released to himself. This is the result of his understanding of the fourth level sword's resolution at twilight cloud for half a year. Although he only touched a little bit of fur, his power was at least improved.

This silver sword spirit is in the lead, just like a dragon swimming in pursuit of the sun. When Zhao Jiuge saw Zhao Jiuge, he finally started. Under the control of Pei Su Su, the green lotus flower, which was always ready to go, was shaking gently with her white wrist. The vivid and delicate green lotus flower was also closely behind the silver sword spirit, and roared to the front door of the golden palace of bliss.

At the moment, Sanwu, standing on one side, looked at the sword. The sword spirit was so powerful that he could not help sighing in his heart. They all said that the sword immortal came from Xuantian, which was true. Despite the number of sword cultivation schools in the Chinese dynasty, many of them were straight into the first-class schools. However, there was only Xuantian Jianmen in the holy land of sword cultivation Even if it has declined in recent years, the details still can not be underestimated, nor can those first-class schools be replaced.

Then, in a blink of an eye, the sword Qi emitting silver halo was like a silver dragon galloping out to sea, and there was also a silver fog light around, like clouds instead of clouds, like fog or fog. Behind it is a whirling lotus flower with a soft blue halo. After the accumulation of strength just now, the whole body color of the lotus flower is delicate.

Zhao Jiuge Sanwu and Pei Susu are waiting to see if they can succeed in this attack.

Blissful palace.

The first floor of the main hall, like the surface of the palace of bliss, is naturally more gorgeous. All kinds of decorative furniture present a state of wealth.

Different from Zhao Jiuge Pei Su Su Su's conjecture, although there are still buildings under the ground, the blissful palace is not as large as they thought. The real purpose of the palace is to provide pleasure for joyful monks. As for the lower part of the palace, except for a secret room, which is usually used by joyful monks, most of the other rooms are closed The woman who was just captured by monk Huanxi or some cauldrons.

Above the hall, the whole floor is covered with red silk embroidered red carpet, the hair on the carpet is soft and warm.

At the moment, the happy monk is sitting in the center of the hall on a table one or two meters higher than other places. On the top of the table carved with golden Phoebe, there is a huge armchair with a width of more than two meters. On the top is the animal skin of a spirit animal. Happy monk is stepping on the soft carpet of the ground with bare feet, leaning on the chair covered with animal skin, one foot Below, a foot pads up the toe and steps on the chair.

Monk Huanxi was wearing the white robe that he had worn when he had just fled. However, the button of the robe was untied, and the white skin on his chest could be clearly seen through the gap between his clothes.

Monk Huanxi kept this posture. He looked down at him in a daze, and his face was still a little angry. In fact, he was only thinking about what had happened just now, which made him very angry. When he was bullied by others, the most important thing was that he had lost ten or twenty beautiful families.

He could not vent his anger in his chest, but he could not help but feel a bit lucky. If he did not choose to escape decisively, if he was not strong enough and had several good body protection magic weapons, I was afraid that he would have capsized in the sewer just now. Thinking of this, the anger in the heart of the joyful monk dissipated a little, and when he saw the one at the bottom of the hall, he was afraid that he would have capsized in the gutter Dozens of beautiful women, his mood inexplicably better, although there is no danger, as long as he is still alive, the future can still or the day of singing night after night, suddenly spread a trace of evil fire in the abdomen, happy monk licentious smile, want to get up to do something, and then vent.

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