The Five Feet Realm was almost destroyed by the magical powers of the three people. Especially today, the magical powers handed out by Yun Zhong were all opened and closed. They went to such a fierce level that they destroyed most of the red dragons in the capital city of the Five Feet Realm. The magical power is not comparable to that of the ordinary four realms. Even though the man in gray probably still has all kinds of unpredictable abilities in Kui Sect, he is still unstoppable. After all, as early as the previous season, this four realms man was almost the most powerful person in the four realms except the mountain sect. Xia Songjianghu had gone through a whole round of killings, and had even deployed countless traps and techniques as well as countless puppets in this five-foot realm in advance. He still never thought in advance that such an unreasonable stranger would use the red dragon to forcefully tear him apart. In the five-foot realm, even though Shang Fangwen's sword energy was excellent and Kuimen's skills were profound, he still could not escape completely. Instead, he was swallowed by the red dragon, destroying all his Taoism.
This five-foot realm was Kuimen's work, but it was taken away by someone. The formation eye that was not the formation eye was taken away. With Liu Dan, a master of Bingguan Taoism who has reached a very advanced level, guarding the wooden box, he could not escape and could only be separated from Yun Zhong. Life or death has always been a cunning rabbit's three burrows. It's a pity that a great talent in the four realms has killed a master in the Xia Song Jianghu without blinking an eye, so how can he always be cautious?
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The red dragon's inner energy was poured into Zhao Ziyang's whole body without hesitation, and he fell to the outside of the hall. Although he was suppressed by the large formation and iron ropes, his injuries were not necessarily serious. It was just that the inner energy was gone and there was nothing in the meridians. His expression finally returned to calm. Yun Zhong, who was dressed in white, lay down on the ground very tired. The Five Feet Realm was violently shaken. The few houses left in the capital collapsed, leaving only broken pieces. The stone-yellow streets were shaken by strong winds, causing the sound of turbulent waves.
"Are you my junior brother?" Zhao Ziyang started to say, looking at Yun Zhongdao with a half-smile but not a smile. He could clearly see the various magical powers just now, whether it was the boundless sword energy blessed by the purple-skinned gourd of the brown-robed Shang Fang, or the gray-robed leader. In front of me, the man in white clothes and the red dragon, who looked like his own junior brother, took over all the essential skills of the sect's organs and the various abilities of the Gu people's souls. He still had enough power to spare. The strength of the tail fire tiger outside the sky was unprecedented, and it seemed that the four realms were full of power. Don't let this fire tiger go all the way to the five realms, turning the world upside down, just like an immortal passing through the realm.
"It's time to make a career. It seems that the disciple of the senior Taoist leader is true. When he wakes up from a dream, he will be surrounded by blessings, but he didn't expect that the blessings this time would be so great." Zhao Ziyang looked up to the sky with a face. The bloodstains had long since solidified, and in his eyes, except for a thick golden corner of the damaged imperial city eaves, it was the bright white full moon hanging in the cloudless sky. Only two or three big stars could be seen, and the Beidou could not be separated. He murmured in a low voice, For no reason, I feel that my mind is very transparent and natural.
But Yun Zhong, who also sat next to his senior brother, shook his head slightly, calmly and with a steady tone.
"Senior brother, I thought wrong. I didn't get that opportunity. If I got such a benefit, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the five-foot realm tonight." Then he looked at Chilong, who was still lingering on the eaves, and his figure was undulating. It seemed that he had not tasted the spirit of mountains and rivers for a long time. Now after swallowing two living souls, he felt a little elated. So he circled back and forth around the eaves of the palace, his scales and claws floated, and he was so happy that he was very different from when he used his magical power just now. Instead, he was like It was the Nangong Mountain miscellaneous beast who rode into the rivers and lakes in the past. He was moody, but he would also jump up and down because he accidentally ate a fresh straw cake, and almost threw himself off the horse. When I think about it, my temperament is completely different from that of back then.
The moment he came out of the Pisces Jade Realm, he originally left with the divine energy in his hand, but when he woke up, the divine energy was inhaled into his belly by Huang Long, who had been waiting for a long time. He immediately lost most of his green and yellow scales and transformed into a red-tailed dragon. , On the contrary, Yun Zhong, who has suffered a lot in the Pisces Jade Realm, has not gained any benefits for himself. He is still in the second realm, and is still a weak hand who can take lives casually in the eyes of masters. His talent is still the same, his realm is still the same, and his character is still the same. But it's a twist. Originally, it was fate that gave Huang Long a hand over his head. This extremely annoying thing happened. After Huang Long turned into a red dragon, there was no movement in his heart at all. It seemed that it was natural that he should give up this kind of rare opportunity in the world to him. The tail of the yellow dragon is like a blur, but it is obvious that they are two different people when they first wake up from the dream.
But it seems that after seeing this third senior brother who was very strange and quite familiar, Yun Zhong felt that this opportunity should be given to Huang Long. Without such help, he might not even be able to enter the five-foot realm, let alone alone. After overpowering the two four realms, Yun Danfengqing decided the winner.
Zhao Ziyang was silent for a long time, and never took his eyes away from the sky. He chuckled softly, "Senior brother is not a master, and he can't be as delicate as the senior brother, so I don't know how to speak when it comes to preaching. What's more, you are a junior brother now. , maybe it is very different from before, maybe it is more thoughtful than me, and it is not mixed with too many worries. There is a saying that you have gained and lost, and you have lost something. The yellow dragon that changed its shape is infinitely wonderful. Now that you have gained it, you must lose something. Things; thinking about worldly affairs too much without being mixed with random thoughts, or the so-called moral rights and interests, there are good and bad, and it’s not a big deal.”
"Give me a hand, senior brother, and let us get out of the way. The rest of the trivial matters should be left to those who are skilled in this matter. At least with my little skill and scheming, I can't interfere."
Before the Five Feet Realm collapsed, the red dragon led the two of them to an old water pavilion for no reason, and lifted the pavilion. A woman with cold eyebrows was trapped in the water pond, and the little maid in the woman's arms was already covered in bruises and lost her whole body. The arm has no breath left.
The name of the man-eating sword Shang Fang Wen is not groundless, and it is definitely not the name given to him by the people of Xia Song Jianghu for no reason. Shang Fang Wen was originally a master of the mountain???????????????? He is obsessed with sword energy. He has always been crazy even before he was expelled from the mountain by his master. Every time after a competition, he would always hurt people, cut their flesh and eat them alive. From then on, he would be out of control, even if he was defeated by his master. Even after being driven out of the mountain, Men still showed no repentance and massacred a whole village of people in the southern border of Xia Song, picking out the people he wanted. When the officials left, the village was full of corpses. As for the woman who followed Zhao Ziyang to the capital, Shang Fangwen did not say anything. Instead, he stared at the little maid, bit off her arm, and the blood flowed. He died in the woman's arms.
The woman's surname was Fan and her name was Qingjia. She was the eldest daughter of Fan Yuanyang, a high official in the dynasty. The reason why she came to the capital was to dissuade her mother from changing the law. After his father went to the capital to serve as an important minister, he rarely saw each other, and even less saw the bustling scene in the capital, so he disguised himself and asked Zhao Ziyang to escort him. Even though he encountered many dangers along the way, he always thought about what he would do after entering the capital. With his father's official position, he could suppress countless coveting forces. Unfortunately, as soon as he entered the capital, he was imprisoned here by Kui Men and Shang Fangwen, who had been waiting for him for a long time. He watched helplessly as the little maid who had an arm torn off died in her arms. Until Yun Zhong and Zhao Ziyang saw Fan Qingjia, the latter's eyes were still lifeless and he was holding the cold body of the maid in his arms.
The remaining two walking balls in the wooden box in the Luofeng Tower were in the air, and Wei Xiwu was about to step forward. The figures of Yun Zhong and the three people appeared, saving a lot of time for polite greetings. Zhao Ziyang went to place the bodies of Fan Qingjia and the maid in his arms. Only Yunzhong and Wei Xiwu were left standing on the top floor of Luofengtai. The strong wind mixed with snowflakes made people's hearts confused.
When Yun Zhong's white clothes appeared, Wei Xiwu trembled all over and spit out the turbid air that had accumulated for a long time.
Qin Sheng's first great gift was to use his own ability to find out the chaos that was dormant in the peace and stability of the capital. He also inadvertently pointed out the very anxious defeat of the current Xia Song Sheng, and cut off all the minions of the Xia Song family. , for Xia Song, who is now suffering from a chronic illness, the decoction is too strong. Even if Fan Yuanyang is destined to die, the noble family and the emperor's family each get what they need. It is inevitable that the method is too hard and overbearing. Borrowing the words of the old man from Luofengtai, there are With this reminder, Wei Xiwu could really stand in front of the emperor, and this second gift was the most important gift.
A member of Kuimen has not been around for a long time. Although Kuimen has a good reputation among the five sects, the leader of Kuimen who is speaking for Kuimen seems to have no regard for the ancient rules of Kuimen. He is used to kill people and act as puppets. , but it happened to be a method that was not tolerated by cultivators like Kui Men. It was the most suitable method to relieve Xia Song's worries, so he killed countless cultivators in the world who were committed to the family and turned them into puppets to add another helping hand. Moreover, this method It is the most suitable business to kill people cleanly, without having to worry about being exposed, and to embed these puppets into various families again. It's a pity that since it is a saint's work, there is also a time to show his appearance, and it is not a visible means. In just one year, Kuimen has spread its branches and leaves all over Xia Song. He snored and slept, but because of the inconvenience of taking action to confirm the facts, or because he was worried that the masters of Luofengtai were unpredictable, they never made any move to hide their bows and cook the dogs.
Wei Xiwu Qinsheng, who not only stands in front of the saint, but also needs to perform extraordinary feats to gain the saint's favor, is the most suitable candidate for this matter. During the drowsy season, someone would hand him a pillow, offering help in times of need to relieve the saint's troubles.
When Saint Xia Song was young, he had been thinking about talents and strategies, but he was trapped by a chronic illness. Even if he did not want to worry too much about many things, he still had to wipe out all the sharp thorns in the thorns and bamboo sticks before he could feel at ease.
"The third great ceremony can probably be done well. For example, the first ceremony is to stand at the foot of the mountain, the second ceremony is to climb the mountain, and the third ceremony is to stand on the top of the mountain." Yun Zhong He put away the red rope and wrapped it around his wrist, and spoke calmly as before, "Brother Wei spent a lot of money in order to gain a foothold in the capital, and what he asked for is probably very big. This third gift may seem a bit unlucky to ordinary people, but in my opinion Come here, that’s the best thing to do.”
"Since ancient times, those who take action have always been divided into seats. This time, of course, it is best to sit near the front. After all, there are many calculations and prices involved. Who doesn't???????????????? I would like to sit higher, but Brother Wei is not like that. He does not belong to a high-ranking family, and his foundation is still shallow. He must sit down first, so that he can change seats from time to time to block the arrows of Saint Xia Song from those who will kill people in the family. There are good things and bad things when you have things in your arms, but since you can sit in front of the emperor, it is not shabby to be in this position for the time being."
"Choose a big tree with the most luxuriant branches, and you are destined to enjoy the shade."
Wei Xiwu, who had been speechless for a long time, suddenly burst into laughter. Different from usual, he patted Yun Zhong on the shoulder very unruly.
"Brother Yun is more capable than me as an official, but it's a pity that he doesn't look down on him."
