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Chapter 70 The Immortals Come Again

The Dong family army has a song. The Dong family man immediately cuts his sword and takes off his spear, and dies his horse and dies his horse. The young ladies in the family should not cry and dies. They should be the Dong family man, and dies his horse and dies his horse. From this sentence, we can see that the Dong family army emphasizes that they are not afraid of death.

Not afraid of death, it can be seen just now that the group of iron hooves in front of the four masters under the jade steps are dead, and the latecomers are not afraid of it. As long as Dong Zhuo does not give an order, he will still charge forward without any timidity.

But in this world, death is sometimes not scary, what you are afraid of is death in vain.

Look at the four masters with blood on their bodies, can they breathe heavily after killing 4,000 people? What's more, there is also Ye Jianxian on the mountain who has just become a land god. If he can die of ten thousand iron hooves, he will die, but if he dies of no value, who is willing to die?

With Dong Zhuo's order, the remaining 6,000 cavalry retreated, and Hong Xixiang and the other four did not chase after him, sat in place to adjust their breathing.

The old monk, Nagarjuna, looked at the tragic phenomena in the world in front of him with compassion, recited the Buddhist scriptures silently, but in the end he didn't say much.

After a while, Wang Xiaoping stood up, bent down and bowed to the white-clothed Guanyin and Li Dangxin, and said, "Wang Xiaoping thanked the two gods who fought to protect our master today and entered the land. After today, those who are useful will be kept, would rather repay them."

Li Dangxin did not look angry at the Vajra, smiled kindly, and said, "I also said that your sword technique was not like the Wudang Talisman Sword just now. It turns out that you practiced swords with Ye Jianxian. However, this fruit still needs to be counted on the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva. After all, she helped her master first, and I stopped him."

After saying that, the monk in white clothes turned into blood clothes carried his master, and said nothing more. He greeted Guanyin in white clothes, and then signaled to Hong Xixiang, who was still meditating and regulating breathing, leaving a sentence saying that if you have time to visit Liangchen Temple, Yu Baihong flew away.

Wang Xiaoping looked at Guanyin in white again, looked at the other person's clothes, understood why Li Nangxin said, and said, "Wang Xiaoping thanked the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva on behalf of his family master. In the future, he can give three swords for the Bodhisattva."

When Guanyin in white heard this, she smiled in her heart. Then she thought that she was not facing that person now. The sword sci-fi who was only under Deng Tai'a in the swordsmanship in Liyang Jianghu recently, and there was Hong Xixiang, the reincarnated Wudang master who was Hong Xixiang, who was reincarnated by Lu Zu. She seemed to be more reserved. Her expression was invisible and said, "It's natural to be serious."

When he just faced the Dong family army, Hong Xixiang was full of land gods and even higher cultivation levels. He released his energy and withstood 80% of the cavalry charges, and killed the most people, so he consumed too much energy. Otherwise, under the elite Dong family of Beimang, the other three people would be injured a little after all.

After adjusting his breathing, Hong Xixiang stood up, looked at Guanyin in white clothes in a regular manner, and said without hesitation: "I said, why did fellow Taoist Ye not take Xu Xiaoniang away? It turned out that he had a good look, and his clothes were the same with the same patterns... I have seen the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva."

Hong Xixiang greeted him. After Guanyin in white clothes put his hands together and returned the greeting, he was about to continue saying something, but suddenly he felt a cold light falling on him, covering his mouth and not saying anything.

Guanyin in white clothes looked at the two of them and couldn't help but burst into laughter. As the reincarnation of Lu Zu, the head of Wudang, his realm was still unpredictable. Perhaps only that person and Wang Xianzhi could find out the foundation, but he was afraid that a senior brother who was not as good as his own. Wudang was really interesting.

However, after laughing, the white-clothed Bodhisattva with black hair would think of Xu Xiaoniang, who had just mentioned by the head of Wudang, with a deep face. Who is Xu Xiaoniang?

"Two, who is Xu Xiaoniang?"

Hong Xixiang looked at him and whistled a few whistles to show that the scenery of Tianmen Mountain is very good and he was too devoted to seeing it and didn't hear it.

Tianmen Mountain was destroyed in the battle between Ye Qi and Tuoba Bodhisattva. In addition, the ground was covered with blood and blood, so it was impossible for people to be addicted. Wang Xiaoping glared at his junior brother who was still uncontrollable as the head teacher, and said, "It was the woman who saved the family master earlier and was involved in Longhu Mountain setting up a plan against the family master."

"Oh." Guanyin in white nodded and wanted to ask something about that woman, but she saw the black clouds evacuated from Ye Qi's land fairy again.

The Wudang brothers stared at that place, and Hong Xixiang frowned and pinched her fingers.

"No, this bullshit Nandi, stretched out his hands so long!"

...

Ye Qi looked deep in the black clouds, where there was a nearly substantial gate composed of lightning and lightning, a real gate of heaven, and the aura emitted was not comparable to the fog mirror made of the fragrance of fireworks when Longhu Mountain invited the gods.

Just like the Tianmen of the Haotian Divine Kingdom opened, the sound of the Tianmen opening was thunder. Three tall figures in white clothes walked out of it and looked down at Ye Qi from a high place.

"Ye Qi, a bold mortal, disturbs the fortune on earth, and dies!" As an immortal spoke, golden clouds spewed out of his mouth, causing the vast territory of Beimang to lose its beauty.

The invisible but heavier pressure fell on Ye Qi, and Ye Qi's body, which had just become a celestial body, was bent just after the land gods achieved the body of the celestial beings.

There are highs and lows in the world, and immortals can naturally be divided into highs and lows. Moreover, those immortals walked out of the heavenly gate, and the power of immortals was several times stronger than the first ancestors who possessed Zhao Ningshen on Longhu Mountain.

Ye Qi gritted his teeth and stood up straight. A bottomless crack suddenly broke out on Tianmen Mountain under his feet. He pulled out his long sword and pointed it at the immortal who was high above, saying, "How many bed bugs dare to talk to Ye like this?"

"court death!"

"The most important thing is to die!"

The three immortals looked at each other. In fact, there were many inconveniences in the immortals who came to earth. They had already paid the price when they came to earth, and they could not stay in the world for a long time at this time.

The most powerful immortal said, "That waste of Tuoba Bodhisattva has made the body of a celestial being, and he did not kill you, the heresy. Do you think now that my deity and his group are those wastes of Longhu Mountain?"

"So what? If I were in the fairy world, I could kill you with one sword." Ye Qi looked at the figure of the immortal without fear. Under endless pressure, his legs were embedded in the hard rocks.

The immortal looked down at the world and said, "Three thousand years of cultivation, kill you, an outsider."

The remaining two immortals turned into two wisps of fairy energy and hovered in their hands. The immortal pressed it and pressed it down like the sky. Then a vermilion bird burning with flames fell to the ground. In an instant, thick smoke rose everywhere on Tianmen Mountain and the rocks turned into magma.

When the Suzaku was still here, Ye Qi's white shirt turned into ashes. Even the sword of Lu Zu that killed countless demons burned fireworks, and Ye Qi became a fireman.

"Nan Emperor, you are going to come to the world even if you die in your realm. Are you afraid that your country will be damaged?" Hong Xixiang's imperial energy flew over and stared at the high immortal and cursed.
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