“Son of the forefathers, you can really sing!”

In the face of the many attacks of the spirits in history, the Lord Zhengyang Dao is still calm, and the corners of his mouth set off a mocking smile: "But... why do I know that I am using force in Yanzhi Mountain, you will do so, and I will do it?"

“Lord, don’t pretend...”

The high priest of Wuqi laughed and said, "After I destroyed the wolf soul that I have been most of the cultivation, you are also the end of the strong, but I want to see how you can escape from the encirclement of my Uyan Ministry and the master of Qingguo!"

“My children, you are calling me!”

“Who dares to do it to the great golden blood family?”

“All the enemies will be crushed under the hooves of my Uyan Ministry!”

One voice echoes, under the influence of the dragon vein and the magic, the whole of Montenegro has become a huge god.

A large number of grassland iron rides emerged, like a dark cloud, surrounded by the Lord of Zhengyang Road.

Those who led were suddenly famous generals and even Khans in the history of Uyan.

Although not every grassland soldier has the opportunity to become an English spirit after death, but hundreds of years accumulated, there are tens of thousands, but because it is the underclassion, horseshoes empty, when everything is blocked, there are no dead ends.

...

“This army is terrible!”

In the void, a few shadows appeared, and they were some of the true spirits of the White Mountains.

Several of them were just far away from the battle, or helped the military climb the mountain, until then and completely appeared.

"The Yin soldier led, it seems to be the first khan of the Uyan Ministry?"This person is majestic, even if he has been dead for many years, the dragon spirit is still gathering, it is really terrible!"

"After all, the Uyan department is a prairie, which is equivalent to the accumulation of a dragon court in a large Central Plains country."

"After all, the Lord of Zhengyang Dao is only the peak of the heavenly master, and it is impossible to defeat the high priest of Wu Qi before, and it is very dangerous to besieged by such a class of yin and yin."

"Unfortunately, this kind of army can only be used in this environment, if it can be used for war, the world is not chaotic?"

...

A few discussions among the white mountain lords, nodded: "Things have come, let's start!"

They each played a role, united together, to form a hexagonal snowflake, in which a shadow appeared.

“I’ve seen Uncle Sam!”

In the face of a heavenly teacher, even the white mountain lord must salute.

"Well, the development of the war is within our expectations, and I will tell you the real plan of our nation..."

The teacher smiled a little and heard it.

“What?”

“Is that so?”

Dan Cheng and other Taoists a spirit, immediately or not: "honor the uncle's decree!"

“If so, be careful!”

The master of heaven sleeves, and the whole figure dissipated in an instant.

"I can't imagine... I celebrate the country this time, the determination is so big, the plan is so deep..." Dan Cheng Dao laughed bitterly: "No wonder the uncle of the upper Yuan master secretly went out of the mountain, only a few of us know, even the disciples have hidden the past."

"This is the battle of the national movement, the first war can determine the northern gas, naturally how careful and careful can not be too much!"Dan Zhu Dao's head: "Since the king and uncle are so mean, we do it!"

“That is so!”

The white mountain master's eyebrows were slightly scratched, and he immediately spread out: "Several brothers and sisters help me with my help!"

What a uh!

In the sky, a Daoist spirit emerged, accompanied by three flying swords, carrying the momentum, and killing into the encirclement: "The Lord of Zhengyang Dao!"

“It’s a national ally!”

“Southern people are cunning and not trustworthy!”

Uyan's Yingling naturally has communication channels, although it is very dissatisfied, but still let go of the road.

And seeing this scene of the elite of the Uyan Department, but it is long out of breath: "Qingguo as a contract to shoot, Zhengyang Dao Lord died!"

“The White Mountain Lord?”

Zhengyang Dao looked at this scene and laughed, extremely disdainful: “Swimming, plus three centrades, to send to death?”

In the face of the heavy army, flying swords, he suddenly looked up to the sky and opened his hands.

Calling the wind and rain is to wind, to rain!

At this time, he withdrew his magic, and the dark clouds immediately dispersed, and there appeared a clear night sky, as well as bright moonlight and stars.

The brilliant starlight fell, but at this time it seemed to be with a big day and real inflammation, so that a large number of Yin soldiers issued a scream and disappeared directly.

This is the secret of the yang Dao, the sun and moon star magic!

Its core concept is that the sun and moon stars are one, and the moon-light stars are condensed, which can naturally be transformed into real heat!

Moreover, after the transformation of the big day with the characteristics of the fire, for all kinds of soul-sinduly are a big harm!

Under one trick, the number of yin soldiers will be 20% less!

Only some ghosts that are truly spiritually built into deep, or have magical treasures, can be unharmed.

"Don't be afraid, this art can only hurt the Yin soldiers, although the scope is very wide, but also shows that the main skill of Zhengyang Dao is poor!"

The high priest drank high, and the whole figure was stagnant, and it seemed to be transformed into a sculpture.

At the same time, a figure who was high and looked exactly the same as him walked out of his body and flew high: "Tomorrow died!!!"

At this point, the brunt!

A large, bare-gold hand suddenly grabbed from the void and stirred the wind.

Its texture is obvious, the outer light, no matter what the yin and the yin, the fire of the light is as much melting as it encounters the light.

“The Master?”

“The road has invited help!”

The camp of the Yin soldiers immediately became a big mess, and the white mountain master looked at each other, but suddenly retreated.

The big hand fell, and the god of Wu Qiyuan was caught in the hand.

At the same time, the Lord of Zhengyang Dao laughed and pointed out that the sword, the sun and moon stars gathered and the three lights came out.

Hip!

The star-studded sword has no obstacle, and it has crossed the head of the unmovable Wu Qiyuan god.

Under the siege of the two heavenly teachers, the high priest of Uyan Province gave the head!

Wu Qi looked at a faint look, the whole spirit exploded, turned into a large number of wolf smoke, which has countless faces, is roaring: "Xin Yuan, you can't kill me!"

The gods who have experienced the quenching of the heavens are so terrible, dead and inflexible!If you give him a wispy to escape, or if there is enough time to re-emerge, it may not be possible to make a comeback.

However, at this time, the big red gold hand suddenly exploded.

In a circle of golden light, a large number of incense thoughts and human grievances appeared.

For the gods, it takes a long time to suppress digestion, and it is even more toxic for the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit!

If the god of Wu Qiyuan has not collapsed, it may be able to suppress it.

But at this time, these people's incense and a lot of thoughts, but they soaked the wolf smoke and disturbed his own obsession.

Just like a normal person, suddenly tucked into the memory of hundreds of people, the best ending is also schizophrenia!

In an instant, the smoke rose and changed into different faces.

Although Wuqi's black face was trying to devour the other faces, it was too late.

A large net fell from the air, the invisible black air flow was closed, and a scarlet gourd was not included.

This new heavenly teacher put a circle of red light outside his head, and there was a rise of gold gas, like a god who came to the world.

“The second master of heaven appears, and quickly returns to the meat!”

Having retreated to the outermost of the white mountains to see this, immediately without hesitation to return to the flesh.

“The master?”

The quiet wind and others saw Dan Cheng Dao open their eyes and immediately cried with surprise.

“Be calm, watchful sea, fast!”

The white mountain lord is eager to look: "Waiting will not be able to exercise any Dao Fa magic, otherwise it will take the death of the road!"

“What?”

In the outer part of the jade heard this sentence, the eyes immediately flashed: "Is it..."

The next moment, he closed his eyes.

Because if from the perspective of the spiritual eye, there is an extra round of sun in the sky!

The White Sun!

...

Time is a little forward.

Pedestrian camp.

“Sir, let’s get ready to start.”

A 20-year-old young man is standing and looking out over Montenegro.

And Hebin and others can only kneel on the ground and bow their heads: "See the eighth prince!"

If the jade is here, it will immediately overturn his previous speculation.

Even if it is determined that the northern army is mostly supervising the status of the governor, it can dominate the military's elite, and perhaps slightly restrained the pedestrian and the divine trapper, how can such a place as Baimao Mountain cooperate with each other?

Those who can control these four roads, make them obedient, and even slightly balance the heavenly teachers, only the most precious people in the royal family!

Throughout the whole Qingguo, in addition to the king, only this vaguely is the eight-sage king Cui Shan.

"This time, we can sweep the demon atmosphere and save me to celebrate the peace of the country for decades, even if you are exhausted, it will not be wrong..."

A few of the Confucian heads appeared faintly a glimmer of qi.

“Hmm...”

The head of the mountain, began a holy decree.

This holy decree is three feet long and one foot wide, with jade as the axis, the back is bright yellow, with the sky from the cloud, and the cover of the national jade.

In the Qing country, this is the highest rank, and it is not so that the prince, the prince, or the appointment of a master of the product.

"The edict - the crown, the history of the sting, Wei Tang, Wu Sjing, Pang Shangpeng five people at the same time, for the sake of the Fu, enjoy a product, this!"

“Wait for the thanks!”

A few great Confucians knelt down to thank him.

This is a solemn canon, the Holy is designed to be archived in the Gion Palace, even as soon as the salary is treated, and even after death, mourning.

Of course, the one-time canonization of five one-time members is also a major loss of national movement, but at this time, it is obviously worth it.

Confucian practice, even knowing the realm of destiny is ordinary people, and there is almost no conflict with the dragon spirit.

Because of this, Confucian people take the top glory of the entry and exit, and have the idea of goods and imperial families.

The five Confucians got up, their eyes were full of beauty, and together they breathed in the direction of Montenegro.

“Drink!”