Super Elation Under the Sun

"So this is going upstairs."

Standing at the bottom of the lake, Li Fuyao could actually see the battle from the beginning. Whether it was the old Taoist priest fighting one enemy three, or the subsequent fight with Xishan, you can have a panoramic view. Before today, Li Fuyao saw the situation in the North Sea. Although Qingqiu's sword was due to his realm, I don't know the subtlety of it, but it can be considered to have witnessed the highest combat power in the world.

Before leaving Beihai, he saw Jianxian Wanchi and Jianxian Liuxiang fighting each other at the bottom of the river. Although both of them were remnants of souls, they were better than Li Fuyao in everything. After Li Fuyao looked at them, Also very touching.

This was the first time he saw the monks who had climbed the stairs fighting.

There is no need to say more about the realm of the old Taoist. Those who can fight against Qingtian are not bad. Even if they are injured, they are no worse than the ordinary cultivators. As for the red-haired man with the sword, Li Fuyao is not. Know his true identity, but in fact, those domineering swords before can prove that he is absolutely capable and qualified to stand in front of the old Taoist priest.

Besides, now, it seems that he still holds the initiative.

Li Fuyao silently wrote down the man's name, Xishan.

He wants to walk on the side of the demon land. First, he wants to sharpen his swordsmanship like many seniors. Second, he wants to meet the girl he likes. But no matter what it is for, he needs to step by step. He was unwelcome. He felt that he was being watched when he was on the other side of the river. The assassination at the bow of the ship was a good explanation.

When you come to the demon land, you must be more careful. In the great battle six thousand years ago, the demon clan failed to go south. A large part of the reason was that there were swordsmen. In the past few hundred years, there have been Qingqiu from time to time entering and leaving the demon land. Time even beheaded a great demon. In this way, the hatred of the swordsman and the demon race accumulated to a very high level.

Not all monster races are like Qingtianjun.

There will always be someone who will live with Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao chose to enter the demon land at this time. It was actually not a wise decision, but at least now he cannot leave easily. What happened to the girl he likes? He still doesn’t know if he really wants to marry someone else. do not know.

He Li Fuyao is not a little swordsman now, but a serious Swordsman of the Swordsman in the Sovereign Realm, and Swordsman of the Swordsman of the Sword in the Sovereign Realm with the strength of a battle with the monks in the Chaomu realm!

Shaking his head, Li Fuyao threw all the thoughts out of his mind, turned his head to look at the old man, and asked, "Who is that person?"

Since the old man is a person in Qingfu City, he should naturally know a lot of things.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Since it is called Xishan, it can only be the one from the Qiongqi family of Xishan."

"Ok?"

Li Fuyao raised his eyebrows, but the old man didn't finish his words.

"Xishan Qiongqi clan has a great demon. This is known to the world. There is a heavenly wizard in the clan. I don’t know the name, but he walked into Denglou when he was two hundred years old. Everyone knows this matter. The most brilliant young people in the demon land actually don't know how much worse he was than he was in the past. It's just that he has been simple and simple these years, and has not known the news for more than a hundred years. Who knows that he will be here today."

Li Fuyao frowned and asked straightforwardly, "What is there in your Qingfu City?"

The old man laughed blankly, "Do you think the Lord of the City will tell the old man about such important events?"

Li Fuyao stopped talking, just holding the Qingsi sword, began to look at the surroundings.

I walked along this bluestone path on the shore to the bottom of the lake. After I came to this cave, I looked up at the battle above the lake. I haven't really taken a good look at the surrounding furnishings.

In the stone cave, there is only a stone table with a teapot on it. In addition, there are the cyan talisman paper pasted around it. In fact, it is pasted. It is better to say that it is drawn without reaching out. There is absolutely nothing to touch.

"Since Xishan is going to **** it, obviously that thing is extremely extraordinary. Now thinking about why such a city should be built in Demon Land, it is not easy to think about it."

Li Fuyao seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice was not small at all.

The old man turned on deaf ears.

These unimportant temptations did not receive the desired effect, so Li Fuyao stopped saying more. After a while, he looked up at the sky again.

...

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The blood-red light of the sword is extremely domineering, and it encounters the extremely powerful sound after the borrowed charm.

Bang!

The sword is prosperous, and the world is eclipsed, and the sun and the moon are dull!

The sound was abruptly torn apart by an old Taoist priest, and all the sword light poured in.

Daoguang meets the town demon bell.

This saint's relic was shaking, and some cracks appeared after a while.

After all, it is not the saint's natal magic weapon, even if the saint has used it, the power is not enough to suppress Xishan.

Among the demon land nowadays, I am afraid that in the ascending tower realm, the realm is higher and deeper than that of Xishan, and there will not be a few, but the argumentation power is comparable to that of Xishan, and it is numbered.

This peerless genius of the Qiongqi clan is still young, but he has already appeared invincible. Given time, it is hard to say that he can’t set foot in the sea. In the end, if the Xishan clan really wants to fight for the position of the demon emperor, it may be Xishan or within the clan. The big demon.

The old Taoist reached out his hand to call back the town demon bell, and a blue talisman came out again out of thin air.

From top to bottom, suppressed.

Xishan looked up indifferently.

This green talisman might not be so strong, but Xishan vaguely felt that something was wrong.

With a slash at the green talisman, Xishan's powerful vitality surged towards the lake.

The majestic opportunity came to the lake without making huge waves, but there was very little movement.

Xishan stepped towards the lake.

There was a shattering sound between heaven and earth.

Like a mirror being broken.

Standing on the surface of the lake, Xishan looked at the tired old Taoist priest in mid-air, and said indifferently: "You are going to die."

This is a fact.

The old Taoist priest did not refute, but looked at the city and calmly said: "The most proud talisman in the poor Dao's life has been painted as early as a hundred years ago, but it has never been seen by anyone. Even the Qingtian Lord does not have this qualification. It is a pity."

Xishan held the hilt of the knife and said nothing.

He is the second strongest in Xishan, the hope in the hearts of countless people. He is an extremely proud man and should be extremely calm in dealing with everything.

The old Taoist in front of him is only in the realm of climbing, and he shouldn't be scared.

Even if he has the most proud symbol in his mouth.

Xishan suddenly frowned, and he thought of a certain possibility, "This city..."

"Yes, this is a talisman."

"This is the life of Poor Dao, draw the most proud symbol."