Jiang Wang met Qin Changsheng and Meng Lingxiao, so that the two true kings had an idea, so he greeted Chan Dharma Yuan: "Long time no see, are you okay? How is Master Yang Yu?"
When he opens his mouth, the atmosphere is very familiar.
Qin Changsheng's hand was already on the handle of the knife.
This knife is called [Chasing Sui].
There is no life left to look back on, but I hope there are years to look back on!
This is the knife that kills regret.
He felt that the name of this sword was very appropriate at this moment. The so-called first genius of the human race was a person who was used to seeking death. For more than two months, he has been holding the knife to save the rest of this boy's life and save his life.
How dare you provoke Cicada's fate like this?
After all, Chan Dharma Yuan's Buddhist cultivation was profound. He did not lose his composure and rushed over immediately. Even his anger was not visible in Buddha's eyes. He said calmly: "Everything is fine. The sheep is getting better and better, and I am in the air. The old fate is Shen Yuan, Donor Jiang, you have understood the truth and made rapid progress, I am very pleased."
Jiang Wangdao: "I am very relieved to see that you are still alive."
Cicada Fayuan looked at him compassionately: "The demon's life span is ten thousand years old. For the time being, I can live longer than you."
"Of course you know that the Heavenly Demon has a lifespan of ten thousand years -" Jiang Wang paused and looked a little embarrassed: "I just didn't expect that you could still go back to Ancient Nan Mountain and have something if you lost the Zhiwen Bell. It looks like everything is intact. It is indeed a compassionate place!"
Cicada Fa Yuan clasped his palms together, but he hadn't made any move yet: "The fate is in ancient times, and it will come back."
Jiang Wangdao: "It may still go to Gunan Mountain, but maybe it's not the kind of scene Bodhisattva wants to see."
"Really?" Cicada Fayuan shook her head: "Maybe you are too optimistic."
"Yes, I am optimistic. Look how happy I am when I smile!" Jiang Wang grinned: "I remember that Bodhisattva used to love to laugh. Why don't you laugh today? Are you unhappy?"
Cicada Fayuan lowered his head and glanced at the battlefield below: "I feel sad for the common people. In the past, when the heavens ruled the world, the world was so stable. Nowadays, the heavens and worlds are constantly conquering, and the evil forces are endless. The fault lies with the human race."
This old monk is so decisive! I can tolerate this.
Jiang Wang saw that his repeated attempts to tease him failed, so he didn't bother to argue anymore, and at the same time he sent a message to the two true kings of the human race: "Senior, do we have a strong man from the Yan Dao ambushing us, who can provide support at any time?"
Qin Changsheng remained silent.
What a cold guy.
But silence itself is also the answer.
Jiang Wang was asking if he could continue to stir up trouble.
Qin Changsheng was replying that it was not yet time to bear it anymore.
Meng Lingxiao was enthusiastic and responded with interest: "Why do you ask that?"
"Because the demon clan has ambushed the sky demon." Jiang Wang said firmly: "At least there is a lion Anxuan."
"Where did you get the information?" Meng Lingxiao asked.
He was not the true king on duty in Suiming City, and he had never seen Jiang Wang's sword order.
Jiang Wang didn't waste any time. He took out a bloody head from the storage box and threw it towards Lu Ximing from a distance: "Venerable Lu! You are kind-hearted. I picked up a head on the road. Could you please help me?" Identify which Junyan he is? Help find his family and reunite him!"
Lu Ximing was smiling and watching the bickering between Jiang Wang and Chan Fayuan, but when he saw the appearance of this head, his expression changed - there were only a few worthy people in the old lion's family, how could he die? Does it have to be so neat? The old lion is not even willing to let Shi Shanming come to this battlefield to gain military merit.
Roar!
The void suddenly roared like a lion!
The terrifying sound shook the heavens and the earth, rolled up the waves of the huge lake, and frightened the hearts of those who listened. Suppressed for a lifetime, desperate for everything!
Of course Jiang Wang Jiang Wang would not forcefully pick up the fight and silently suppressed the light and shadow.
It was Qin Changsheng who slapped the sheathed sword and responded with the sound of the sword.
This confrontation between the sword's cry and the lion's roar was captured by the Immortal Realm of Seeing and Wearing. Jiang Wang held this world in his hands, stood behind Meng Lingxiao, and felt all this quietly.
The extremely powerful masters of the Way of Sound and Hearing are truly unique in their own way. The entire Choulongdu suddenly became dark.
Sunny day and sudden night.
It's not a change in the sky.
Instead, the entire three-thousand-mile Choulong Crossing, together with the army fighting on the Choulong Crossing, was swallowed up in one gulp - the old lion was simply going crazy!
"How do you have such an appetite? You're not afraid of bursting your belly!"
Qin Changsheng pushed with his thumb, pulled out the sword from its sheath, and used the four-foot-long sword to catch up with the year!
The blade that was hiding in the sheath was still roaring with bloodthirsty like a monster, but it turned out to be so calm after being taken out of the sheath. Like a sunny day, like a calm time.
Just passed by.
This is an ordinary knife.
This is also an unreserved sword.
How do we kill regret?
It’s a peaceful, day-to-day life.
Knock, click, click.
Wherever the Sui Sui knife passed, it made such a weird cracking sound. It was the cry of the barrier of time and space, and it was also the teeth of an old lion, which had been sharpened repeatedly and had cracks cut out——
The sky and the earth suddenly light up, and the lake is filled with golden light.
Shi Anxuan, who was tall and majestic in appearance, was chopped out by Qin Changsheng's sword.
The entire Choulongdu was cut away from the lion's mouth.
But he didn't look at Qin Changsheng, his deep purple eyes stared at Jiang Wang, no matter how he disappeared, he couldn't get rid of him: "You are dead!"
This line of sight was held by an armored hand, and the offensive carried by the gaze was naturally erased.
The one who appeared in armor was none other than Lu Yandu, the arrogant commander of the Jing Kingdom.
"Shameless talk!"
Lu Yandu has a pair of red and phoenix eyes that are rare among men. His face is elegant, angry and powerful. At this moment, he looked at Shi Anxuan with these eyes and sneered: "What you want to think about most today is how to protect your own life!"
The battle at Choulongdu was really strange.
The Shenxiao War that will begin in the year 3955 of the Dao calendar is destined to be a war in which all realms challenge the present world.
The demon tribe is not alone.
During all these years, the demon clan's energy should be focused on preparing for war.
The human race should be the one who wants to start a decisive battle between the two races in the Heavenly Prison World in advance! The demon clan should try their best to avoid a war before the world of Shenxiao opens.
But now it is the demon clan who initiates the attack, which is really puzzling.
The human race is the dominant side in terms of strength. They are not afraid of a battle with real swords and guns. What they are afraid of is another trump card similar to that of the Shenxiao world.
It is different from the arrogance shown by Lu Yandu. For this sudden war, the human race is actually on the greatest alert. All parties have mobilized, and the True Lord has also come.
It seems like the monster clan is gradually adding fuel to the fire, and the confrontation between soldiers and generals is actually being prepared in all aspects.
What he wants to do now is actually the same thing as Jiang Wang, they both want to reveal the demon clan's trump card in advance and see what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd.
But the effect is obviously far worse -
Shi Anxuan looked at Lu Yandu for a while, his purple lion eyes filled with murderous intent that could not be dispelled. Then he raised his big hand and waved back: "Retreat!"
