"Maori Daojun, thank you very much this time. I'm going to leave first." The woman in White said solemnly.

"Well!" Maori Dao Jun nods.

"Chant!" "Chant!"

Two qingluan long under the sound, pulling a cart of people quickly toward the north, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the sky, the dark clouds almost dissipated, and the great array of worshipping Yin and Yang was completely broken.

On the earth, the magma is rolling and the fire is shining.

"Father, why give it to her?" The ancient moon is still reluctant to say.

"I don't need you to teach me anything!" Maori Road, the king light way.

"Yes The ancient moon should be heard.

"Wind demon mountain, you let me down!" Maori Daojun said again.

"Yes, my child will continue to do so!" Gu Yue looks ugly.

"Well, don't disturb me if there's nothing wrong. Besides, I only injured the geomantic master before, and he didn't die!" Maori Road, the king light way.

"Ah?" Gu Yue's face changed.

Maori Daojun looked at the people around him, ignored them, but looked at the sun in the sky.

"Bang!"

Along with the pillar from the sun, the Dharma of Maori Daojun soars to the sky and disappears in an instant.

The sun's column has disappeared.

"Farewell to father!"

"Send off Maori Daojun!"

Gu Yue with a group of subordinates respectfully to heaven.

Maori Daojun left, and all the people left behind were complicated.

Gu Yue looks terrible. After such a long time of hard work, what my father said?

"The son?" Cried a man in purple.

"Find it for me. Find the geomantic master in black robe. I want to see people alive and dead to see corpses." The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said coldly.

"Yes

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Yan Chuan quickly shuttles underground with his seriously injured Fengyin and Yang.

It was very fast, but after three hours, there was a lot less light around.

Yan Chuan knew that this was the strength of Tu Dun Fu to be exhausted, or one more person could still hold on for a period of time, but even so, it was enough.

"Bang!" They broke through the ground.

It's at the foot of a mountain.

"Hoo!"

Leaning under a big tree, they had a good rest!

Yan Chuan took out a few grains of yin and Yang and took out a bottle.

Looking at the sky in the distance, Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

Previously, from the tone of Maori Daojun to the woman in white, Yan Chuan could tell that Maori Daojun would never embarrass the woman in white.

At the moment, it has been several hours, the sky is rolling smoke, it is clear that everything is over.

Seeing "Zhen Rou" again is enough, although there is not a word to say.

"Four years later, Julu academy, the heaven's Congress?" Yan Chuan frowned and remembered the time.

Four years later, the woman in white will go, and Yan Chuan will surely go too!

is as like as two peas! Yan Chuan even suspected that Zhen Rou was reincarnated, so we must find out the reason.

"Hoo!"

One side of Feng Yin and Yang suddenly long breath, wake up from the breath.

Turn to Yan Chuan.

"Unexpectedly, I will be saved by you, this time, thank you!" He worships Yin and Yang.

"Do you have any plans next?" Yan Chuan asked.

Nodding his head, Feng Yin and Yang said, "I'll leave right away. I really have something important to do when I come to the East this time. I'll thank you again when everything is done."

"In such a hurry? Don't you cultivate yourself? " Yan Chuan frowned.

"No, I'll see you later." He worships Yin and Yang.

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