Chapter 105 Immortal Monument Broken

Standing in the air, Zhong Shan looked coldly at the onlookers in the distance. Under his eyes, almost all the onlookers were cold in their hearts.

I dare not look directly at it.

People who used to think that Zhongshan was weak have a chill in their hearts at this moment. If this is still weak, what is he?

Thousands of Confucian disciples, two ancient immortals, not enough tea kung fu, all destroyed? Isn't such a person more than strong?

Horrible Zhongshan.

"Let's go!" Zhong Shan said in a low voice. He took the two of them to shoot quickly in one direction.

Until Zhong Shan left, most of the onlookers exhaled secretly. Is this the Great Bell Mountain?

Is he that strong? Why do you want to be a vassal to the Holy Court of Taichu?

In a mountain forest in the distance, there is a hidden mountain entrance, and there are three people standing all the time, Ying, Bai Qi and Gui Guzi.

"Daqi Zhongshan, finally restored his domineering side, this is the Zhongshan that Xiaoqian World knows!" Bai Qidian nodded.

"No, he has always been Zhong Shan, but he has worried too much before, and his strength is not enough to show his domineering side!" He said lightly. He said lightly.

"Isn't it enough to show the domineering side? Does Zhong Shan have that strength in more than a hundred years? He doesn't need to worry about it anymore?" Bai Qi said in surprise.

"His performance explains everything. He doesn't need to worry about it. The old big man is back!" He said lightly. He said lightly.

"Holy King, do you mean that Zhong Shan is going to return to Lingxiao Tianting and return to the government?"

White frowned and said.

"This is inevitable!" The black-robed ghost valley said in a low voice.

"Sir, can you see the eight-pole sky tail of Zhongshan?" Ying asked lightly. He asked.

"Not yet, but I can conclude that this thing must be one of the top 18 mythical beasts!" Gui Guzi is extremely sure.

"Top 18 mythical beasts? But there is no strength at all...!" Bai Qi frowned and said.

"Because the end of the eight poles has not reached its peak!, Gui Guzi said solemnly.

"What a lucky Zhong Shan, who subdued this beast in Xiaoqian World!" Bai Qidian nodded.

"Lucky? If it's just luck, Zhong Shan can't have come this far!" Ying shook his head.

"Yes!, Bai Qi said respectfully.

"Let's go!" He said lightly. He said lightly.

The three of them stepped and disappeared in place.

The battle of Zhongshan, perhaps the first battle of the Nuwa world, except for Ying's attention to Zhongshan. There is still a person standing in the other tach.

An old man with white hair and white beard. Xuemei Laozu.

There are more than a dozen disciples standing behind Xuemei's ancestor. Let's look at Xuemei's ancestor respectfully together.

Xuemei's ancestor pointed to the calculation. After a pinching for a while, he put down his right hand and frowned and sighed slightly.

"Master, are both Taiyi and Yan Hui really dead? A disciple frowned and asked.

"Dead, such a fierce beast!, Xuemei Laozu sighed.

"Are you really dead? Those two are ancient immortals, not enough to have a cup of tea?" The disciple was shocked.

"That mythical beast, the curious mythical beast, may be one of the top 18 mythical beasts that have been handed down through ancient times!" Xuemei's ancestor sighed.

"The top 18 mythical beasts? This Zhongshan! Really, really..." The disciple was shocked.

"Master, what was the sea of blood just now? Why is the bamboo so unlucky? It's so heavy!" Another disciple frowned.

"The troubles of heaven and earth are turbid!" Xuemei's ancestor affirmed.

"Oh?"

"It's not wrong. In the past, I have been to the underworld and walked through the ten halls. This is the trouble. This Zhongshan is not simple!" Xuemei's ancestor frowned and said.

"Zhong Shan is so strong, will he affect your purpose this time?" Another disciple said.

"He? Not yet! Xuemei's ancestor shook his head.

"That's okay!"

"Let's go. It's time to see this Nuwa world." Xuemei's ancestor said.

"Yes!"

Everyone disappeared in place in a flash.

Zhong Shan flew quickly in one direction with Su Afo and Princess Jiuwei.

After finding a secluded valley, Zhongshan was slightly closed for an hour. Two ancient immortals and two ancient immortals were swallowed up by the tail of the eight poles. Zhong Shan's cultivation has grown again.

Gradually becoming saturated.

"Boom!"

Ten Immortals, Immortals are perfect!

Zhong Shan frowned for a moment, because Zhong Shan found an extremely entangled thing. The Baji Tianwei swallowed this time was equivalent to four ancient fairy weapons, and this ancient fairy weapon is also an absolutely strong ancient fairy weapon. But even so, it can be upgraded to the sky. It is very coincidental, or almost impossible to upgrade.

This indicates that from now on, the cultivation of eating ancient fairy weapons will not rise again.

Zhong Shan was ashamed for a while, and the ancient fairy artifacts are useless now?

After an hour of retreat, Zhong Shan stepped out of the palace, turned over his hand and looked at the two people in front of him.

Su Afo and Princess Jiuwei no longer have the previous excitement at this moment, and the two of them frowned. It seems to have a deep heart.

"Zhong Shan, are you leaving?" Princess Jiuwei asked tentatively.

Just an hour ago, Princess Jiuwei and Su Afo talked to each other for a period of time. Zhong Shan showed his divine power like a omen, an omen that he would no longer be silent. In this way, will Zhongshan still be pledged in Taichu?

"Taichu Holy Court, no matter what, Taichu stood up when I needed it most. Naturally, I, Zhong Shan, can't do that kind of thing of revenge. I won't touch Taichu Holy King. Even if necessary, I will help him as much as possible. As for the Nuwa world goes out this time, maybe I will return to If you are interested, you can go to Lingxiao Tianting for a while!" Zhong Shan laughed.

Although the two were disappointed with this result, it was the best ending after all.

"Is the old man of Taiyi really dead?" Princess Jiuwei asked.

"Dead, I think, now the Taiyi Holy Court is in chaos. Taiyi is only suitable for cultivating yin virtue and fame. He is not suitable!" Zhong Shan affirmed.

Taiyi? Zhongshan is sure that the Taiji Holy King must have been there just now, but the Taiji Holy King has never done anything. Its city government is much higher than that of Taiyi.

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The territory of Fengzhong, the south, the capital of the Taiyi Holy Court.

「hong ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅!"

There was a loud noise in the sky, and almost everyone looked in the direction of the capital.

「ang wu ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅!"

The clouds of luck on the sea suddenly made a sad sound of the golden dragon. The sadness suddenly spread to the ears of everyone in the Taiyi Holy Court. Everyone in the Taiyi Holy Court suddenly felt sad. It's as if something important has been lost.

"Boom ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅!, the sea of clouds roared. The luck is losing wildly.

"Holy King!"

The officials and the people of Chaodu suddenly knelt down and looked at the slowly dissipating luck. Everyone knew that the Holy King had fallen.

Fengzhong territory, northeast, Qingqiu.

In the Sima Palace.

Sima Qing grabbed a bamboo battle and looked at the sky with frowns, and his heart was surging.

In front of Sima Qing stood a man with deep frowns.

"Young master, the Holy King of Taiyi is dead, do you see?" The man was worried.

"Nowajie, it's too dangerous. On the first day of this opening, Taiyi will die?" Sima Qing nodded.

"The owner has also gone in, won't he?" The man was worried.

"Don't worry, my father is fine, and his life card is still intact!" Sima Qing said.

"Yes!"

"The most urgent thing is this Qingqiu, Uncle Eight. Our Sima family has raised it for so many years, and we can't make mistakes at this time!" Sima Qing said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, young master!" The man said solemnly.

"Hm!"

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At the same time, the territory of the wind and tombs, the big sky, and the sky.

Chaotang Changsheng Hall!

No one dares to touch the Jiulong sky chair in the Changsheng Hall, because only one person can sit in that chair, and only that person is qualified to do it.

On the next step of the Kowloon Sky Chair, there is a purple throne.

The ministers stand respectfully. On the purple throne, there is now a man in a purple dragon robe. On the dragon robe, the dragon has only four claws, which is the symbol of the prince. The Great Holy Court, the King of Zichen, the water has no trace.

Shui Wuhen sat on the purple throne, not angry and domineered in his eyes. On behalf of Zhong Shanmu, he guarded the world. At this moment, his whole man's momentum has also risen a lot.

Two columns, left and right, the first of the left column, Prime Minister's water mirror. The head of the right column is General Lin Xiao.

"Enlightenment to the King of Zichen! In all directions, 108 immortal monuments were broken, and the four armies were slowly rushing into the territory of the big country. The vast army is not good!" The water mirror is worried.

All the ministers frowned.

"Everyone listens, from today on, everyone will look up at my sea of clouds in the morning, middle and evening. This is my pride. The Holy King is protecting us, and my fortune will not die for a day. We are all the proudest ministers, and the immortal monument has been destroyed? Every general of my great war is a living immortal monument. The great great great greatness will never fall. Anyone who wants to trample on the great great greatness, we must make them pay the price!!" The water has no trace and speaks in a deep voice.

"Yes! The ministers said solemnly.

"The Holy King will come back, Xiaoqian World, how many difficulties we have gone through, and this time is no exception. Lin Xiao!" The water said without a trace.

"In!" Lin Xiao responded.

"You are the leader of the soldiers and horses in the world. This war is under your command. Who do you want? I will transfer it to you. Anyone can, even the prime minister, or even me! As long as it is beneficial to Da Wei, we will listen to your dispatch! Water without trace is solemn.

"Yes!" Lin Xiao nodded respectfully.

In the world, the fourth phase of the army, the immortal monument was broken, and from then on, the major cities had to fight back against the invasion with all their strength.

At the same time, almost everyone is thinking about the Holy King. When will the Holy King return?

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