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Snow shrouded in the world, originally only cold, but now there is a more piercing chill, as if people are in an ice cave.

People in the past can't help shivering.

Whoa!

From the outside of the city gate to the inside of the city gate, the thick snow suddenly flew up, condensed a terrible sword meaning, and cut straight ahead.

Qin Meng was not moved: "do you think too much about me with the sword?"

The Emperor didn't say anything. After the sword fell, his cold and sharp eyes suddenly became deep. He cut out a cold light, ignored the space and distance, and cut straight in front of Qin Meng. The speed was too fast, and ordinary people could not avoid it.

Qin Meng's figure flashed.

Pen!

The waves of the void rippled, and a terrible big hand fell down, and the magic power was boiling, covering the battlefield intensively.

People look surprised: "there is a fight."

"How strong."

"NIMA is actually the strong one of God's hiding places."

"Have you made a mistake, do it here? Is this to destroy the blue city? " People swear.

When the big hand falls down, he is blocked by the inexplicable sword meaning.

The emperor had no expression.

Qin Meng mouth a pull: "very good, very good, strong body, you are really more and more interesting."

In fact, his heart is very shocked, just a part of the emperor, unexpectedly burst out such a terrible power, if the real body came, can he still resist it?

It's a terrible mission.

Qin Meng silently thought that if it was not for some responsibility and worry, he would not pay attention to this kind of damn thing.

In the noodle shop.

Zhou Yuanfang's eyes were fixed.

Zheng Zimu sighed: "you are very lucky, your race is also very lucky, see? His name is Qin Meng. "

Of course, she knew Qin Meng, but she was very surprised. Why did Qin Meng appear here? And what are these two people for?

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Qin Meng left, the emperor also left here, no longer do such meaningless things.

Zhou Yuanfang got up and said, "thank you very much."

Zheng Zimu shrugged his shoulders and said: "we can not help you much, everything still depends on you."

Three days.

Zhou Yuanfang stopped talking and turned away from here.

Zheng Zimu opened his eyes.

At this time, Ning Xiaoqian opened his mouth: "is there really a stele of heaven on the mountain of Laolao?"

Zheng Zimu said: "yes, in any case, we can't let the stele fall into the hands of the holy palace." In addition, they also want to get Tianbei, which represents an invincible heritage.

Each of the seven steles is different.

The one at the bottom of Daming Lake has extraordinary power, while the one suppressed on the coffin of six eared macaque is more distinctive. It has an independent life. As for the one on the laoshenshan mountain, it seems to be an invincible inheritance.

More than ten minutes later, he carried the coffin and left step by step.

The owner of the noodle shop murmured, "is that the coffin deposited on Jiuli mountain? What an interesting young man. "

Coffin, only one meaning, buries the body.

But now, the coffin in the hands of Zheng Zimu, has become another meaning, seems to have become a powerful magic weapon.

What are the coffins in his hands?

Youlan city is calm again. In addition to the wind and snow, there are only people's voices and busy figures.

As time passed by, in the blink of an eye, the third day arrived. Two people, one old and one young, aged about seventy-eight or so, were thin and dressed in a large robe. They looked kind.

The little one was about 267. He was dressed in white. His face was delicate and his eyes were clean. He saw the blue city from a distance. He said with a smile: "the ancient city of the demon clan is so different from the Terran. Everything here seems to be more classical and attractive."

The old man glanced over: "the girl of demon clan is more alluring."

Li Yi; "

He could almost imagine that those monstrous demons had an angel like face, and the pictures were so creepy.

After half a ring, he returned to his senses and said, "the elder is joking. By the way, what race is the elder? Why can't I see through it?"

The old man rolled his eyes: "my old man is also a strong emperor. If you can see through the essence, is it still the emperor's way?"

Li Yi coughed and quickly changed the topic: "finally, the legendary mountain of immortality, is there really emperor's Scripture?"

The old man was numb: "that's the Scripture of the demon clan. Don't even think about it."

Li Yi: He wanted to say that he was also a demon cultivator with the blood of Blue Phoenix. Therefore, the emperor's Sutra on Laoshen mountain must be suitable for him.

However, he did not dare to say it. It involved too much.They came to the noodle shop one after the other.

That noodle shop owner sees a person, can't help but one Lin, facial expression is solemn: "met adult."

Li, the old man, no wave

"I've met Mr. Li," said the owner of the noodle shop

Li Yi also waved: "you're welcome, um Where is TISS now? "

The owner of the noodle shop blinked: "do you want to find the emperor?"

Li Yi said: "yes, I'm going to fight him to the death. If there is no accident, he will be buried here. The next time is when the holy palace is sad. Don't panic. Calm down. Everything is under control."

The old man turned black.

The owner of the noodle shop coughed and said, "three days ago, the princess of the white tiger nationality came here. However, she didn't say anything, but there was something interesting. A man blocked the outside of the blue city of emperor Si."

Oh?

The old man squinted: "who?"

He solemnly said: "Qin Meng, the descendant of sword immortal."

Pooh!

Li Yi, who just took a sip of tea, spurted it out directly.

The old man looked at him, "what are you doing?"

Li Yi took a deep breath and said, "laugh, that's my elder martial brother."

The owner of the noodle shop didn't pay attention to him, and then said, "recently, Zheng Zimu and Ning Xiaoqian, who have been said to be supernatural, have also come here. It seems that they have a strange relationship with the white tiger princess."

Li Yi opened her eyes wide and said with a smile: "I'm sorry. I'm laughing. That's my friend. I've been instructed by me in those years."

The old man was black: "do you want to tell me that Lin Yifan is your senior brother?"

Li Yimu gaped: "how do you know?"

"The old man scolded:" I pinched my finger and counted it out. "

The owner of the noodle shop frowned and looked outside: "it's time to come! Why haven't you arrived yet? " Three days have passed, according to the agreement, the white tiger people should come here.

Li Yi is at ease.

The old man asked, "what's the name of the white tiger princess?"

The noodle shop owner said, "Zhou Yuanfang."

Eh?

Li Yi just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the old man: "do you want to say that the white tiger princess is also your friend?"

Li Yi scratched his forehead and said with a smile, "master, you know it."

The old man scolded: "why don't you say you are a black swordsman?"

Li Yi:

Noodle shop owner suddenly a shock: "come."