Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 825: : Academic Mad Dog

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In the memory of the Golden King, the name Yin Xuan is stored in a very remote corner, almost the same as dust and grass.

If it were n’t for Yin Xuan to have the title of a true sword disciple of the Spirit Sword School, the Golden King would not even remember this kind of miscellaneous.

However, the so-called famous is not as good as meeting, but this time meeting the Golden King found that his understanding of Yin Xuan actually had a big deviation.

"Is the smell of the fallen fairy running dog deliberately provoking me?"

Yin Xuan said: "Dare not, but ... The identity of the fallen dog is more beneficial to us at present."

Golden King turned his head slightly, indicating that he was still listening.

Yin Xuan then said: "My team and I are the foreshadowings buried by Wang Lu fifteen years ago, in order to one day be able to disguise disguise and open the situation behind the enemy when the frontal battlefield is really unable to compete. Although it was only an insignificant idle pen at the time, we have prepared for this for fifteen years, and so far, all the preparations have been perfect. "

The Golden King was still silent, and his **** eyes swept away on Yin Xuan, and then he found that the true biography of the Spirit Sword School was indeed true. This person was completely flooded from top to bottom, from the inside out. The smell of a fallen dog is like a meat slave that has been tuned for 10,000 years. It is pure and does not contain any foreign objects.

"As a dog, you are quite competent."

Yin Xuan said: "In fact, we are indeed placed under the name of a fallen immortal who borrowed his name to have this perfect disguise."

"Cang Lan?" After Golden King came to Kyushu, he still did a lot of homework. He thought about it, "Cang Lan has been stuck in Kyushu for a long time, don't you borrow his name from the net?"

Yin Xuan said: "We just borrowed the power of Lancang and then borrowed the names of other people. I wonder if you remember that three immortals came to this realm when Yunzhou Sky Scar opened most of the month ago?"

Aya added: "I lead the crowd to fight with it. Later, you detonated the Golden City and blew up the two world passages and the dragon pillars against the realm. The three immortals escaped after seeing nothing, and we only captured One of them. "

The Golden King said: "The other two people, did you intend to let go?"

"Yes, in the past half month, Hetu Zhenjun has used Zhuxianjian array to suppress the two firmly, but he hasn't made any public announcements. Except for a few people, everyone thought that the two The faeries are still lurking in the mainland of Kyushu, waiting for the next opening of the two realms. "

"Hahaha, the whims of the hybrids are a bit interesting." The Golden King laughed, and then said, "You plan to use their name to pretend to be their stray dogs polluted and transformed in Kyushu to approach the Dragon Pillar. ? Okay, since you want to die, what will I do with a hand? "

Aya said: "We need you to launch a feint attack on Tiannan Prefecture ... The people of Junhuangshan have already made a feint attack plan."

The Golden King took over the plan, and his **** eyes swept slightly and then changed slightly: "Is this a feint?"

At this time, He Tu Zhenjun ’s voice came: "For most of the people involved, this is not a feint, but a decisive battle to bet on all. If not, we have not grasped it. Fairy eyes and ears. To deceive opponents, you must deceive yourself first. "

"And everything you did was just to welcome the guy back?" Golden King laughed, "Are you crazy? Put all your hopes on a half-dead person? If you die, Wang Lu Even if he comes back, will he be able to turn the tide? If he really has that ability, he will not be trapped in the two realms by a small fairy design! "

Aya said: "Jill, don't you still trust him?"

"If I don't believe in Wang Lu, there was no need to come with you!" Golden King snorted, "But my trust has never been unconditional. No one's trust will be unconditional. You trust Wang Lu One person, there must always be a reason to make sense. Hetu, what is hidden in the bottom of your Kyushu map, now it ’s time to say it! "

He Tu Zhenjun has been silent for a long time before he passes the voice over again: "Yes, at the bottom of the Kyushu map, there is a great fairy technique that can reverse the universe. That fairy technique was excavated from the ruins of Hongjing by Shengjing Xianmen After thousands of years of analysis and transformation by countless monks, it was finally formed with the help of the earth immortals. It can be said that it is the condensate of the essence of the entire Kyushu mainland. Then, only Wang Lu can fully trigger this fairy art , So we have to do it. "

"This must-have magic technique is ridiculous in itself ..." The Golden King disagrees, "However, now is not the time to tell jokes, what are you going to do?"

Hearing the last sentence, Aya, Hetu, Yin Xuan ... all breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately followed, a deeper sorrow appeared.

Because the Golden King did indeed ask a good question: pretend to be frontal, and then outsmart, it is really simple and straightforward to say, but ... how to do it?

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"Are you sure? Really want to fight?"

On Junhuang Mountain, a general dressed in white can't wait to ask the messenger.

"Yes, after three days, Wanxianmeng will launch a decisive battle in Tiannan Prefecture, uprooting the fallen immortals in the largest stronghold of Kyushu. Once the counterpost dragon pillar of Yunzhou is destroyed, the two world channels are closed They will find it difficult to open new ones in a short time ... "

"Enough is enough. Tell me the exact time and place." General Bai Yi's eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, which seems very terrifying. "I don't need to listen to you talking about nonsense, we just need to be dry. Qin Revenge! "

The messenger who sent the letter watched silently after the death of Kuqin, the general Shenwei, who was the head of the temporary army Huangshan, could not see the breath of a living person in his eyes. This person's ambition is so appalling.

Turning his head and looking down the mountain, I saw a group of monks from the Imperial Mountain lined up in a neat phalanx. They were already ready to go. They were formed by the Red Guard veterans to absorb a large number of backup forces. The new army is still a uniform cultivation of spirits, and it has also experienced extremely rigorous tests, and its strength is not inferior to that of the old army. These monks wore shiny armor, the outside was a pure white burqa, and the right arm was uniformly tied with a black scarf. A breath of death and silence pervaded the entire army of Huangshan.

It is often said that the mourning soldiers will win, and this strongest army in mainland Kyushu has completely transformed into a mourning soldier. The battle will win, and the attack will win!

The messenger only felt a deeper melancholy in his heart.

Kun Qin Zhenjun ’s prestige in the army is really speechless. In fact, most of the members of the Red Guards are not the old men of the Huangshan Mountain, but they are drawn from various other schools. However, after training with Qin Qin, he became a more loyal subordinate than the soldiers of Junhuangshan. Now at any cost at the expense of Kuqin's revenge.

This is an army destined to go back and forth. When specifying the combat plan, they unequivocally identified their fate. And they seem to have accepted their destiny long ago.

"Understood, I wish you ... Wuyun Changlong."

The messenger Hua Yun nodded to General Shenwei, but his eyes were already red.

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"Great battle? Are you crazy?"

Kunlun Fairy Mountain, the true monarch took the case every day.

"In order to march, it is necessary to have the right place and the right people. Now, whichever one we have, we dare to fight against the fallen immortals. If we are a little careless in this battle, we will all lose! What is it for? "

Fengyin as a messenger did not answer this question directly, but asked instead.

"Kunlun Fairy Mountain does not want to participate?"

Zhengjun said day by day: "Kunlun ... is the sect that is closest to the roots of the fairy roads on the mainland of Kyushu today, and it can be traced back to the time of the flood. The fairy mountain of Kunlun almost means the history of repairing immortals on the mainland of Kyushu, and the history can never be cut off.

Feng Yin Zhenjun smiled helplessly and shook his head. For this result, he really can't talk about any accidents. The true Jun is indeed such a person every day, and there is indeed such a culture in the bones of Kunlun Xianshan.

"In short, are you planning to protect yourself?"

"Someone must choose Mingzhe to keep his body." Zhenjun looks at Fengyin without any signs of weakness, "Someone must leave some kind of fire for Kyushu, even the smallest trace. This is the survival of Kunlun Xianshan for countless years Way! "

"Fuck!"

At the next moment, a thunderous wind was rolled up on Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and a slender old man appeared in front of the day.

Seeing this person every day, the real pupil contracted violently.

"Antarctic fairy?"

"Every day, you just said that the way to survive in Kunlun Fairy Mountain is to survive and to protect your mind? I ca n’t remember teaching you such a shit!"

At the next moment, the old man who was nearly 5,000 years old suddenly swelled up and became a burly giant. With a palm, he would hit the mountain and fall into the deep valley.

"The longevity of Kunlun Fairy Mountain is by no means to survive! Do you remember what the ancestors of Kunlun Fairy Mountain once said? Kunlun, always representing the fundamental interests of the vast number of monks in Kyushu! This sentence was later interpreted by others Richness has created theoretical classics from generation to generation! Remember to me, as the ancestor of Wanxian, Kunlun Xianshan has always stood at the forefront to protect our younger generations! "

In the valley, the roar of the Antarctic fairy woke for a long time.

"I ... got it."

In the voice of the true monarch every day, there is no way to hide the tiredness.

Feng Yin Zhenjun, then took a long blow to the Antarctic fairy.

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"What? Want to set up a study tour to the field of annihilation in Tiannan Prefecture? Ask us if we want to participate? Just kidding, do you need to ask this kind of question too? Of course, participate! The quota? Of course, participate as much as you want! Such a rare academic feast, any qualified Wanfa disciple will never miss it! "

"But the risks of this trip ..."

"What kind of research are you afraid of risk! Okay, do n’t talk nonsense, we are going to prepare for inspection equipment, are you going to have lunch here? If you do n’t use it, do n’t give it away."