Archfiend Chapter 853: : Liu Xiangchengying

"Okay." Xu Yangyi stroked the dog's head upstairs and smiled without saying a word, and Cat Ba Er finally settled down. He said solemnly: "From now on, don't leave Qingcheng Mountain for a single step, and ensure your safety. After more than ten years, we must go anyway."

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

"When we came to Qingcheng Mountain, we just saw you pretending to be in front of you? Are we hiding behind your **** and getting naked?" He lit a cigarette again: "Dreaming."

"Pretending to be risky, blood needs to be cautious." Cat Baer turned over his belly happily, lying on the futon like a dead snake and eel, and said comfortably: "Let the C output, the nurse add blood, this is not Is it normal? I really don’t know where you, a second-hand DPS who has been chopped with countless knives, has the confidence to grab output...Wow!!! Come out! Take a walk in the martial arts competition, whoever loses is a dog!"

A cigarette **** scorched the hair on its belly. Cat Ba Er instantly jumped up, and the man stood up, vowing to grab Hua Chu Zhaonan's face with his two paws.

"With a nanny like you, it is estimated that the group would have been destroyed long ago." Chu Zhaonan put his foot on the belly of Mao's eighty-two, without looking at it, lit another cigarette, and spit out the smoke ring: "In addition , You seem to be a dog."

Xu Yangyi smiled and looked at everything in front of him. The people who should be there are all here, and his ascendant just wants to take these people away. In more than ten years, Zhao Ziqi should be able to wake up. Finally...

He looked towards the horizon, his eyes were cold, the ancestor of the blood...In the past ten years, if you have clues about Angel, the real person can still make you live. If not, then...you go to death.

Time passed day by day, and the entire Qingcheng Mountain was finally on the right track again in the second month after a great war.

Every month, there is a golden core lecture to build a foundation, refine qi, and improve one's own strength. And every day, there are countless monks gathering here, and one after another flags are planted in the front and back mountains of Qingcheng Mountain. Then spread outwards, turning the entire Dujiangyan into a huge military city.

No one is relaxing. At the end of the sky, the huge Dajin Palace hangs upside down like stars, and countless floating boats are densely spread on both sides. The endless black camps on the ground dye the surface of the ground black.

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

Gathering, accumulating, and silent waves hovering over Dujiangyan. Even the air became murderous, for a whole month, the songbirds did not fly, and the breeze was not enough.

The sun is full of suffocating blood.

This is the frenzy before the storm. I don't know when this huge vortex will erupt. Both sides are making their final efforts. Every day, countless planes take off from Chengdu, bringing boxes of materials to Qingcheng Mountain. Countless helicopters and missiles are patrolling all the time, and there are discs swirling in the dense fog of Qingcheng Mountain. Day and night.

Compressed, condensed, and turned into a long sword with blood in the throat. When this oppression reached a critical point, it was when this bomb that could change the situation of the battle completely exploded.

On the tenth day after the Battle of Qingcheng Mountain, the Western Theater Coordinator came to assist. Commander Hu Weiguo and Deputy Commander Cao Xiangbing arrived at Qingcheng Mountain. They did not accept the suggestion of commanding in Chengdu, and led twenty think tanks to the Laojun Palace.

Twenty days after the arrival of the Central Theater, three regiments of repair soldiers and two hundred fighters stopped at Chengdu Airport.

For thirty days, the northern theater and the eastern theater arrived at the same time.

China's most high-end monks and mortals are all gathered here, their pillows are waiting, they are burning under eight hundred miles, and the fifty strings are overturned, waiting for the moment of the bomb explosion.

One month has passed, and the crazy murderous aura has accumulated more and more, but no one has gotten a step further.

That kind of silent anxiety, silent killing intent, almost drives everyone crazy.

On the fortieth day, all the golden cores in Qingcheng Mountain started to teach, to improve everyone's strength in the inconvenient time, and secondly, to disperse this kind of killing intent that makes the heart stagnant.

On the forty-fifth day, Real Wolf Duo opened a furnace for alchemy in the Laojun Hall. In January, one per person. This practice simply pushed his reputation to the top.

The sixtieth day, water day and night.

The hexagram image is fierce.

At the top of the Old Monarch Hall, Xu Yangyi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and turned into a black light to rush towards the sky.

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

That is the true martial world body, the earth has not seen the moonlight for more than five years. It is like the horror rumored in the world, covering the moon.

"Shu Lala..." Pieces of bitter night wind blows the mountains and night fog, and the trees are rolling like tides. Tonight, I can't even see my fingers.

Just a few seconds after Xu Yangyi flew out, the eight radiances soared into the sky and gathered together to his side.

Chaoyangzi, Huayangzi, Linyangzi. There are also two real people, Zhenyin and Zhiyang, who were very enlightened because of the observation of Xu Yangyi. Longhushan is long and green, and Hemingshan is the master of the Three Sages. Appeared beside him by coincidence.

"You feel it too?" Xu Yangyi's expression was normal, with a solemn voice in his voice.

"It's finally about to start." Changqingzi took a step forward, her chest slightly rising and falling: "They should have been mobilized after more than two months of depression."

No one spoke. Just now, all the real people above the golden core felt that the celestial phenomena were suddenly chaotic. Even if they had cultivated to the golden core realm, they felt like they were in the dark.

Everyone felt a sense of horror, and without any hesitation, they all concentrated here.

Silence, the turbulent mountain mist in the night wind is like a sea tide, and it seems to be enveloped by huge monsters, undulating.

I don't know how long it took, a golden light flashed between heaven and earth. As if the sun leaped from the horizon, then, ten thousand golden rays of light rose from the Dajin Palace.

"Sunrise?" The Master of the Three Sages said in amazement.

It's true...the vision in front of me is almost the same as the sunrise. I heard Qinghai boiling from afar and glimpsed colorful clouds. The rotten brocade is flying thousands of feet, and the golden waves are surging.

The golden light instantly turned into a golden ocean tide, illuminating the entire Dujiangyan, and even Chengdu tens of kilometers away is faintly visible. And in this golden light, a blood-red sun is slowly rising from the Dajin Palace.

"Brush..." The light was shining thousands of miles, and the golden light passed by, all the sea of ​​clouds boiled, and the dark night was lifted. This time, not just them, all the monks stationed at Qingcheng Mountain, and even ordinary people felt it. Gradually, the mountains were fascinated by people, and I don't know how many people were pointing to this spectacle.

"Boom!" Within a minute, the blood-red sun jumped into the air instantly. Several real people took a closer look, and their eyes suddenly condensed: "This...this is..."

"It's a golden pill." Xu Yangyi's expression was cold, his spiritual power far surpassed everyone, he could see the most clearly, in the center of that round of the sun, an old figure was sitting in it, with a flying beard. The endless aura of heaven and earth, cast into the ocean of the realm, guarding that figure to death.

Liu Mingyang.

"This is..." As the golden light became more and more prosperous, Chaoyangzi with the highest cultivation level finally saw clearly. Suddenly took a breath, and exclaimed: "Yuan Ying vision?!"

"Someone... has a baby!"

Before the voice fell, a long roar resounded across the sky. The golden core was covered with infinite cracks in an instant, and with this long howl, countless blood burst out from the cracks. Spreading over the sky, with a loud "boom", a vast sea of ​​spiritual lines merged into his body from all directions, and it was actually built into the shape of a baby outside of him.

"It's really Jie Ying..." Chang Qingzi's face was livid, no wonder... No wonder the real martial arts hasn't done anything! They are waiting...Waiting for Liu Mingyang to get a baby!

Next... is when we all fight each other.

Around Liu Mingyang, circle after circle, the dark real martial arts monks floating clouds to cover the sun, firmly guarding Liu Mingyang. As the Yuan Ying condensed, all the broken golden cores turned into a golden light, unexpectedly forming a vast and boundless spiritual cloud above his head.

"Aura initiation..." Tianqingzi took a deep breath. No one speaks, everyone knows that this war is coming.

One hour, two hours... The sky went from night to day, and everyone saw this scene. The feeling of suffocation, like being caught in the heart, is even stronger.

Black clouds are over the city, and the rain is coming.

The trees in the surrounding mountains seem to be responding to this atmosphere, clattering like a tide~IndoMTL.com~ With Liu Mingyang as the center, circles of terrifying shock waves and even the trees on Qingcheng Mountain are hunting and hunting.

Ten hours later, Liu Mingyang opened his eyes.

As his eyes opened, the aura of a tornado above his head burst away. The cultivators from the surrounding Zhenwu Realm all knelt to the ground, three steps from bottom to top, like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, guarding Liu Mingyang, who was covered in golden light, in midair.

"Yu Sang Manseng! Great advancement to Mansell!! Zhenwu Mansell!!!"

Thunderously, he rushed from outside Dujiangyan. Qingcheng Mountain was silent.

No one can say a word, make a breakthrough, right in front of them, this kind of thing has a big blow to morale. It was almost as if General Xu Yangyi defeated Twenty-two Golden Core.

This is Yuan Ying!

The real supreme plane! And Taoist ancestral court... only eight golden cores!

"Is this what Yuan Ying feels..." Below the Dajin Palace, Liu Mingyang looked at his hand, still a little bit unbelievable.

The power of rushing in the bloodline is strong enough to shock me.

He didn't speak, he made a gentle step, and the wound that was hit hard by Xu Yangyi that day was still aching. That was the mark of shame... He couldn't help but raise his head, looking at Qingcheng Mountain.

He, saw him.

Condescending, staring over the moon, he saw him in an isolated cloud without sadness or joy.

"Sand..." He raised his hand gently, with a gentle and soothing action. As he raised his hand, the surrounding black clouds guarded him, and at least hundreds of thousands of True Martial Realm troops were silent.

"Lymphomaniac." His voice was very soft, but strangely spanning thousands of meters: "Long time no see."

"The true king gives you a great gift."

"Return the gift, your life is pretty good."

"Boom!!" The last word fell, and a magnificent aura came across ten thousand meters! Directly at Xu Yangyi's throat!