Chapter 1967 Nanli Guohui

When the man in sackcloth took this step, all the dark clouds in the sky dissipated. The originally majestic and arrogant purple punishment thunder also stopped in the air at this moment. As the breeze blew, tens of thousands of punishment thunder turned into blue smoke at the same time, Dissipate slowly...

Calm and calm.

The sea of ​​Luoshui is like a smooth mirror, not daring to make a single wave under the man's feet.

When Ling Xiao saw this scene, his eyes showed excitement.

"If the city lord takes action, this boy will definitely die!"

The man in linen had a calm expression, and his eyes were as calm as ever. He gently shook the folding fan in his hand, flicked his left hand, and a bean-sized red cloud burst out from his fingertips, flying silently to the mountains in the distance.

Behind him, Ling Xiao's pupils shrank, even though he knew that this magical power was not used on him, but the moment he saw Hongxia clearly, he still felt the breath of death.

It is a kind of fear that comes from the origin of life. Even this Sword Star Officer, who has reached the level of Sub-Saint, will tremble uncontrollably!

In a trance, the red cloud moved from far to near, as if locked on a certain atmosphere in the mountain, completely unaffected by the white haze.

At this moment, the clouds surged at the top of the sky, and a chaotic whirlpool appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic fresh air fell from the whirlpool, like a waterfall, hanging straight for nine days!

The red clouds shot by the man in linen clothes were already less than seven miles away from the mountain, and the waterfall falling from the sky washed down at this time. Tens of thousands of small streams of fresh air surged like undercurrents, rolling up the red clouds and turning them into green. The smoke dissipates without a trace!

The incident happened suddenly. When the man in Mai saw this scene, a strange look appeared in Fubo Furu's eyes for the first time.

The next moment, the waterfall that fell from the sky rolled back up and returned to the whirlpool. Then the whirlpool dissipated and turned into a green bamboo staff, falling from the sky.

At the same time, a ray of light traveled from far to near, and at an extremely fast speed, it reached the sky above the island in a blink of an eye. It revealed a human appearance, and it was a boy wearing Taoist robes.

The boy's lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were bright. He came stepping on the auspicious clouds, and with a move of his hand, he grabbed the green bamboo stick that dropped from the sky.

"Little boy Qingyue, meet the Lord of Tiangong City."

The man in linen clothes narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes only glanced at the boy in Taoist robes, and more on the green bamboo staff in his hand.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Dog Ancestor Fajia! I am entangled in trivial matters, and I didn't come to greet you. Please forgive me."

There was a smile on his lips, and although his words were full of humility, there was not much awe.

"hehe."

The Taoist boy chuckled softly, nodded, and said with a smile: "The city lord said something serious. The teacher came here to ask for a favor from you. This son has some affinity with him, so the city lord might as well leave here."

The face of the man in sackcloth changed slightly, his eyes flashed with light, and he said slowly: "Back then, the Ninth Ancestors agreed not to interfere in the affairs of the Antarctic Immortal Continent. Now the Eighth Ancestors are at home, so why is it that only the Dog Ancestor comes uninvited?"

Qingyue smiled and said: "Cause and effect evolve, killings and calamities occur everywhere. This is the cycle of heaven. How can my teacher care about it? His old man is here just to check for the loopholes in heaven and act according to nature."

The man in sackcloth laughed and said: "I follow the path of heaven and become the ten ancestors. This is my destiny and the destiny of heaven! If the dog ancestor came to stop me, wouldn't it be against heaven?"

After hearing this, Qingyue said seriously: "The Burial Emperor's words are just a joke. Don't talk about things far away, just talk about things close by. Three disasters and nine disasters are the rules of heaven, but you privately changed the disasters and provoked emotional punishment. Such a chaotic world How can we call this act in compliance with the way of heaven?"

The man in sackcloth gradually turned gloomy and said in a cold voice: "Does the Dog Ancestor have to intervene?"

Qingyue smiled slightly.

"My teacher wants to invite you to the Nanli Fruit Club for a banquet. You can sit here for a few days and then you will no longer interfere with the affairs of the Antarctic Fairy Continent."

"snort!"

The man in linen clothes fluttered his sleeves angrily, his expression changing again and again.

Starlight was flowing in his eyes, as if he was planning, deducing, calculating...

At this moment, it seemed as if all the changes in the world were unfolding before him.

But soon, he returned to normal and looked calm.

"It doesn't matter, after all, it was Linghu Bai who beat me here by one move. He was one move away from me. I'm convinced."

After saying that, he took a deep look at a certain figure in the haze, ignored the Taoist boy, and just said "Farewell!", then flicked his sleeves, rolled up Ling Xiao with purple clouds, and the two disappeared together in the original place. land.

Qingyue looked at the direction in which the two people left, and then at a certain breath in the mountains. He smiled, flicked his Taoist robe, and disappeared...

But Liang Yan, Wu Xin, Ling Xiao and this mysterious man in sackcloth were all located underground in the Black Mountain Territory. There was a cave here, an independent space, and the whole world was dim.

As for the original Black Mountain Domain, it has now become a vast ocean.

The ground and the underground are two relatively independent worlds that do not affect each other. However, at the same time that a mountain appeared on the "Wu Sheng Island", an identical mountain also appeared on the sea at the corresponding location in the outside world.

Just like reflections cast in the sea, one is on the sea surface and the other is under the sea surface.

On the high mountains in the outside world, the mountains are also steep and full of fairy spirit. White clouds permeate the mountain roads, like a mirage, giving people an unreal feeling.

Suddenly I heard the bell ringing three times, lingering over the sea.

Not long after, several figures arrived in a boat.

It is strange to say that this vast ocean is the diluted Luoshui. Even if the mana is as powerful as Ling Xiao, it cannot resist it, but these people are not affected. They come by boat with natural expressions.

If there are people with advanced cultivation, they can see at a glance that it is not their own cultivation that resists Luo Shui, but the wooden boat they are sitting on.

These wooden boats have green dragons as their heads, colorful phoenixes as their wings, and their whole bodies are glowing with green light. They ride the wind and waves, and the Luo River looks like flat ground!

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly on the sea and the warm breeze is blowing. The previous earth-shaking doomsday scene has completely disappeared, and now there is only peace.

On one of the wooden boats, there was an old man wearing a yellow robe lying across his chest with his breasts exposed.

This man had a square face, a white beard, and his legs were on stilts. He was holding a wine gourd in his arms. He was sleepy and suddenly chanted:

"I once heard about the holy way in Laoqiu, and learned about Huang Liuxuan and Xuanxuan. Now when I wake up from the drunkenness and don't know what to do, a little bit of understanding shines through the past and the present!"

After the poem was sung, a headless wind blew on the sea, twisting and turning, as if an invisible wall had been formed, blocking the other canoe several miles away and preventing it from entering.

There was a man in black robe standing on the wooden boat, standing tall and with a very cold face.

Sensing the invisible wall rolling up around him, the man frowned slightly, but a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's been a long time, but before we even land on the island, you want to try my methods?"

The man in black robe sneered, flicked his sleeves, and a black cloud appeared in the sky, falling from the sky, melting all the strange wind, and swallowing the invisible wall.

After cracking the spell, the black-robed man's canoe was free and continued to cross the sea.

"Ha ha!"

The drunken old man laughed and sat up leisurely.

"Old ghost Heitian, your catastrophe is about to come. If you don't prepare to survive the catastrophe in the Spring and Autumn Cave, but you come to mix with the muddy waters of the Antarctic Fairy Continent, isn't this asking for your own death?"

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about my affairs!"

The man in black robe had a cold face, glanced sideways at the drunkard, and said, "Aren't you also having delusional thoughts? Otherwise, how could you come here?"

"I'm different!"

The drunkard said seriously: "I came to the Antarctic Immortal Continent to save the destined people under the order of the teacher, but I did not interfere in the war between the north and the south."

"Joke! You know what you did, why do you need to pretend in front of me? This is not the first time that the two of you have met. We have fought secretly several times over the years, and we have always been indecisive. Today, we happened to use 'Nanli' to If we have the opportunity, let's compete!" The man in black robe said loudly.

"I think so too!"

The drunkard didn't hesitate. He stood up from the canoe, jumped to the island with a sudden jump.

He turned around in mid-air, raised his palm and slashed in the air. An overwhelming force condensed into the Fiery Divine Sword, and he was in front of the man in black robes in a blink of an eye.

"snort!"

The man in black robe was not afraid at all, he just moved his feet and flew up from the canoe.

His sleeves and robes puffed up without the wind, and large black clouds flew out from the sleeves, billowing and rolling. They rolled up the oncoming Fiery Divine Sword and started fighting in mid-air.

Both of them had strong magic powers and unpredictable magical powers. They were fighting while walking in mid-air, with no winner or loser in a short period of time.

After about ten breaths, both of them arrived above the island.

The battle of wits did not stop.

I saw the drunk man in yellow robe shaking the gourd, releasing thousands of rays of rays of light, fluttering like catkins, and entangled the man in black robe with countless strands.

However, the man in black robe relied on the dominance of black clouds and never showed any flaws. From time to time, he would change his moves and use his strange magical powers to penetrate Huang Xia's blockade and counterattack his opponent, which made the drunkard tired of parrying.

The two of them fought like this all the way until they reached the mountain road. Their ability to escape was limited and they could only climb with their feet, but they didn't stop. It was obvious that they had been grudges for a long time and decided to fight to the death.

Just like this, you come and go, from the foot of the mountain to the belly of the mountain.

Suddenly they heard the bell ringing again, six times in total this time. Their expressions changed slightly, and then they stopped in unison.

Looking around, I can see the colorful clouds in the mountains. Various pavilions and pavilions are scattered in an orderly manner. There is a huge square in the middle, with white jade as bricks and golden clouds as railings. The scattered sunlight reflects a colorful rainbow, which is so beautiful.

On the east and west sides of the square, thousands of white clouds were suspended out of thin air. On each white cloud was a monk sitting, with delicacies of melons, fruits, and immortal wine in front of him, like a grand gathering in the fairy world.

However, the monks on the east and west sides were vaguely hostile. Although they had not completely broken their faces, there was already an invisible force clashing in the sky above the square.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there are five people on the east and west sides, sitting at the front of their respective camps. Their auras are as deep as the sea, as if they are representatives of the east and west.

But there is a person to the east, with eyebrows like willows, a body like a jade tree, fair skin, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, but it is the mysterious monk Luo Qing who has interacted with Liang Yan many times!

Sitting next to him was a strong man, who was like an iron tower and twice as tall as Luo Qing. His muscles were all tangled like black iron, but he was the Huangfu Army who had appeared in Huluguan!

To the west, a thin old man sat among the five people, looking at Luo Qing opposite from time to time and sneering.

This person is Hu Quandou, who once set up the Three Immortals Formation at Huluguan to block Liang Yan's 100,000-strong army. After the formation was broken, he wanted to take action himself, but was blocked by Luo Qing, so he always held a grudge.

"All of you fellow Taoists are here, and I want to have a good discussion with you today!"

Zhou Buji laughed and ignored the layman Heiyun. He turned around and appeared next to Hu Quandou, sitting down next to the little old man.

"snort!"

Heiyun layman snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and robes, and appeared beside Huangfu Jun in a blink of an eye, sitting down peacefully.

Among the twelve people, Hu Quandou was the most impatient and immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone is here, let's discuss the difference today!"

"Hu Quan Dou, do you have the nerve to make noise?"

Luo Qing glanced at him sideways and sneered: "You have already committed a big taboo by interfering in the fate battle of Antarctic Immortal Continent for your own selfish interests. How dare you sit here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone from the west laughing: "No, Hu Gong helped the north to destroy the south, and promoted the law of heaven to punish the unjust. This is immeasurable merit, how can it be said to be selfish?"

The person who spoke was a young man in Confucian robes, with red phoenix eyes and a mole on his cheek. He was holding a feather fan and was smiling and calm.

"Qu Wangyou, you have a delicate mouth. What you said about 'promoting the heaven and punishing the unrighteous' is nothing more than promoting the heaven and destroying the people! Now that the power of the heaven is declining and the humanity is rising, how can you be allowed to confuse right and wrong and regard hundreds of millions of living beings as evil? Rude dog?”

Someone in the east retorted, but it was a woman. She was graceful, but her face was covered with a white gauze, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.

Qu Wangyou flicked his feather fan, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Empress Yuhua, this is ridiculous! You must know that the way of heaven is where the order lies. All things wax and wane, reincarnations go back and forth, and the balance is not broken. All these things are dependent on the operation of the way of heaven. This is The eternal truth. Just imagine, if there is no way of heaven, where does our magic power come from? As a member of the Yuzu clan, you should know the number of heaven, how can you arbitrarily discuss the way of heaven and use humans to defeat heaven?"

"That's nonsense!"

As soon as Qu Wangyou finished speaking, he heard someone shouting: "The way of heaven is weak, and the way of humanity is prosperous. This is a certain number! How can you tamper with your three-inch tongue? Besides, nine is the ultimate number, ten is a loss, and the tenth ancestor It’s basically a fictitious thing, transformed by the will of heaven. It’s not from my human race, and it will surely cause disaster in the long run! Qu Wangyou, I think you are harboring evil intentions, don’t say any more, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

This fiery voice came from Lord Krishna who had just landed on the island.

Qu Wangyou's eyelids twitched and he was about to speak, but there was someone beside him who was faster than him and said coldly: "What bothers you the most is that after all the talk, you still don't want to take action? If I had known this, why waste time. "

But he was a man in purple robes, tall and tall, only half a head shorter than Huangfu Jun. He had a beard and eyes as cold as a cold pool.

Without saying much, he waved his sleeves, and a ray of purple cloud condensed in mid-air, turning into a huge hand that covered the six people to the east.

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