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The anaconda demon named Long Dagen said in a deep voice.

When he finished speaking, Longya's brows were already frowned.

Perhaps it was because the other party was one of his ten great demon generals, and he still had a lot of value, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

"What do you mean?"

Longya opened his mouth, and Longwei, as heavy as a mountain, had already crushed the entire hall.

The demons below the Yuan Ying stage were all pressed on the ground by the dragon's might and could not rise again, and blood had already overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

This is true for monks, let alone ordinary mortals.

Thousands of mortal beauties in the palace fell to the ground and lost their will

In the Yaozu world, outside the Miaoshui Palace, a hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, an old man rode a black and white dog and walked under the Miaoshui Palace mountain gate.

Lifting his head, looking at a mountain gate, the old man touched his beard: "This is it."

Beside the old man, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy raised his long sword. The whole body of the long sword was pitch black, and the whole body was filled with black energy.

The name of the sword "Ye"

The sword and the boy match well.

Just when the young man named Sha was about to cut it down with a sword, the visitor stretched out his hand and gently held his wrist: "Don't worry, maybe your junior is still inside."

The old man walked into the Miaoshui Palace, and the magic circle in the Miaoshui Palace was triggered. Before two cups of tea, dozens of disciples from the Miaoshui Palace stood in front of the old man and the young man.

"Little children, can you tell me this old bone, just say that an old man wants to see little sister Murong, this old man can be regarded as a master who knows her."

The old man is kind and kind, just like an ordinary farmer in the countryside, kind and close to people.

When he heard that the uncle was looking for Miss Murong in the palace, the disciples of Miaoshui Palace all looked at each other, and then a woman stepped forward and asked the old man to wait for a while in Yuan.

The old man just smiled and nodded, indicating that he would not go away.

After a half-pillar incense, Murong Qin's imperial sword came, and also came along with Miaoshui Palace Master Xia Ju.

"Grandpa is?"

When he received the sword and landed, Murong Qin gave a gift to the younger generation.

Xia Ju was watching, looking at the old man and the young man, as well as the mount under the old man.

Unconsciously, an image slowly emerged in Xia Ju's mind.

But she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that the old man in the legend would come to such a small Miaoshui Palace.

But

Recently, Xia Ju has also heard that the old man Yue has come out of the mountains to travel around the world and instruct him to accept disciples, and Murong Qin is a genius.

Is it

"Well, not bad."

Looking at Murong Qin from the bottom up, the old man smiled kindly and nodded.

In the eyes of the old man, there is not the slightest look in the eyes, but it seems to be looking carefully at a younger generation.

Murong Qin also found that he didn't even hate this old grandfather to look at him, because it seemed that he really looked like his elder, caring for him kindly.

"Jianxin is clear, translucent and clean. He is a good seedling. The boy Jiang Lin was indeed lucky, and he picked it up."

The old man touched the goatee and said, as if talking to himself.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, forgot to say, old man, my name is old man Yue, I have a little bit of originality, and count with your master.

They are acquaintances, but they can't be regarded as friends.

I came here to ask the little girl what you think. "

Hearing the words Lao Yue Yue, even if he guessed the identity of the old man, Xia Ju was still extremely shocked.

Is it called "something like that little skill"?

In the world of the demon clan, is there any big demon that can sit on an equal footing with this ancient living fossil predecessor?

"Grandpa Yue asked me what I think?"

Compared to Xia Ju, Murong Qin was much more calm about the Yue old man, even no different from other ordinary old people.

After all, Murong Qin entered the practice for only more than a year, less than two years, and when he was practicing, he either retreats to practice swords or goes to the library of the demon capital to learn from the classics of hundreds of schools for his own use. The current affairs are indeed not well understood.

"Well, but before that, I want to give you something to my little sister."

The old man Yue nodded, and took out a long sword box from the package on Erha's back.

The moment the sword box was taken out of the package on Erha's back, a gust of wind stroked it, and the skirts of Miaoshui Palace women such as Murongqin and Xia Ju were tightly pressed against the body.

It's just that this breeze is not cool, even Xia Ju already feels a hundred sharp swords pointed at him, and every breath hurts.

But Murong Qin did not have such discomfort. On the contrary, she felt that the breeze was very kind, even this breeze was like a coquettish child, constantly clinging to herself.

The old man Yue passed the sword box, and Murong Qin subconsciously stretched out his hand to open it.

Just opening the sword box, it seemed to overflow in the sword box, and the sword energy accumulated for thousands of years was released in an instant.

With a radius of a hundred li, even before reaching the border city of the Ten Thousand Demons Country, it was all sword energy.

If it weren't for the old man Yue waved his sleeves, these disciples of the Miaoshui Palace, and even Xia Ju would be pierced through the spirit orifice by this sword qi, destroying the soul.

But for Murong Qin, it seemed that the word "brute" did not exist in this sword qi, and the kind of kindness and playfulness was even more obvious.

In the sword box is a plain white long sword.

The blade is slender and the hilt is abstracted in a white phoenix style.

The nicks in the sword body flowed down like a stream, and the white sword surrounded the white sword energy, which was in sharp contrast with the long sword on the back of the young man.

"This sword is called'Zhou'. I, an old man, think that this'Zhou' is more predestined with the little girl. How about the little girl accepting it?"

As if attracted.

No, to be precise, it should be the day calling Murongqin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As Murongqin's little hand stretched out, when Murongqin got closer and closer to "day", "day" was already Swords sounded.

But the moment Murong Qin was about to touch the "day", the girl stopped her hand.

Like a bitter pleading, "Day"'s sword sounded more violently, and even wanted to fly directly out of her palm, but in the end, the girl closed the sword box.

"Thank you for the gift from Grandpa Yue, but Grandpa Yue and Xiao Qin don't know each other, and Qin'er cannot accept such a gift."

"In addition to your master, I still know your mother. The gift of the elders is accepted." The old man Yue did not feel angry at all for Murong Qin's refusal.

"Thank you Grandpa Yue, but Qin'er already has a sword."

Holding Willow Blade in her arms, the girl's smile was more brilliant than this sunshine.

"And Qin'er, I will use it for a lifetime"