Chapter 70 The aquarium is fierce, and the red glow is desperate

At this time, the moon is hanging high and the stars are towering. In the south, which is tens of thousands of miles away from the northern underworld, an ancient mountain group exists for thousands of miles, with high cliffs and clouds. Its main peak is as high as tens of thousands of miles, straight into the depths of the sky. This is not another place, but the Taoist place of Jixuanyuan Mountain and the ten giants of Xianjianmen in the central continent.

On this quiet night, suddenly a dazzling light, hundreds of feet thick, went straight down from the depths of the sky, like a pillar of light, like starlight, like moonlight, and more like sword light, illuminating the boundary of thousands of miles and fading the moon and stars. This pillar of light flashed away. Although it shocked the disciples in the family, it was quickly blocked by the leaders and elders.

More than 8,000 miles southwest of Xuanyuan Mountain, Luoshuihao Mountain, on the bare top of the mountain, is standing an old man in a white robe and must be white. The old man looked at Xuanyuan Mountain, and countless stars changed in his eyes. The void was born and destroyed, as if everything in the world could not escape its magic eyes. Naturally, the shining pillar of light just now was no exception.

The old man stared for a long time and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that Jianzun sent his wife back. Could it be that relying on these two people, he wanted to lead the whole fairy sword gate to escape to heaven?"

Suddenly, a breeze blew through. On the steep cliff, there was no one left, and the old man didn't know where to go.

The sky is blue and cloudless. In this clear mid-sky sky, three people are driving the clouds slowly to the south. At first, he was a little dark and handsome, and it was Fang Daoming who returned from art. On the left side is a stunning girl with all kinds of amorous feelings, and on the right side is a slightly childish older teenager. These two are none other than Lingmei and the eight-winged ice crystal bat Warcraft teenager Fushou.

That day, Lingmei went to find the bad luck of the eight-winged ice crystal bat Warcraft and wanted to gamble with him. Although the bat Warcraft was shocked, it did not pay attention to her, so it agreed to the bet. Unexpectedly, he started to find that the other party was no longer the former Wu Xia Amon. He was trapped by its two congenital arrays and even suffered a dark loss. In desperation, I had to abide by the bet and invest in Fang Daoming.

Fang Daoming would not recognize him as a slave, but also arranged for him to serve as an elder in the Daoming Sect, and passed on the Dayan 49 sword array left by him.

On this day, the three of them had passed Zhenwu Mountain and entered the central continent. They were driving forward in the clouds. Suddenly, they saw a group of people in front of them dressed like monks, hurried on their way, and their whereabouts were panicked and very suspicious. Fang Daoming was suspicious, so he called the two of them to press the cloud to find out.

There were more than ten monks, both men and women. Seeing that Fang Daoming suddenly blocked the way, they couldn't help but be nervous and held magic weapons and weapons, looking alert.

When a man looked middle-aged, he cautiously asked, "Who are the three immortals?" Why did you stop me from waiting for the way?"

Fang Daoming looked at it and said with a smile, "It's disturbing. We and the three of us want to go south and want to ask you a way."

These more than ten people suddenly relaxed, but the first man was still on guard. During this period, a teenager of about fifteen or six years old came out, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, very handsome, carrying a sword. At a young age, he was already quite a general and very eye-catching.

"Big brother, they just ask for directions. There is no need to be nervous."

The eldest brother's body is half-way, protecting it, and whispered, "Little brother, don't be careless. The East Sea clan is extremely cunning. We need to be careful."

The teenager lowered his head and thought, and then said, "We are also new here. We are not very familiar with each other. We don't know where the three want to go. We know everything and say everything."

Fang Daoming looked at the teenager with admiration and was about to speak when a shout suddenly came from mid-air:

"The remnants of Chixia Island, do you still want to escape? Hurry up and die!"

As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen thick and burly men fell, strangely and ugly. One of them was ferocious. He looked at Fang Daoming and shouted, "If you don't want to die, you can retreat quickly!"

More than ten monks on the opposite side were nervous and did not argue much. They hurriedly formed a formation and wanted to fight and protect the teenager in the middle.

Fang Daoming muttered to himself: "The remnants of Chixia?"

Fushou whispered in his ear, "They are the East Sea clan, and they use spiritual charms to transform into human beings."

Fang Daoming knew that Fushou had ups and downs. When he saw through the incarnation, he suddenly realized something and asked with a smile, "What does the Taoist priest of Chixiazi on Chixia Island in the north of the East China Sea have to do with you?"

The eldest brother and others were shocked, and the handsome teenager said, "It's me and others."

Fang Daoming said softly, and he was already clear in his heart. He turned around and scolded, "The Donghai people are really crazy. They dare to come to the central continent to be presumptuous!"

The more than a dozen ferocious big men suddenly changed their color. Knowing that they had been seen through their real bodies, they shouted together and turned into magical power to arrest people.

"zhen zhen zhen, defense!" The elder brother of the other party shouted, and everyone sacrificed magic power and formed a momentum to resist the attack of the East China Sea clan. Among them, the young man's sword light was the most dazzling, and his cultivation was even above his elder brother.

Lingmei whispered, "Jongzun, Donghai people, strong and not easy to provoke."

Fang Daoming said, "You don't understand. I have some connections with their master Chixiazi."

As soon as the Yuanshen moved, seven ancient monuments shook out to form the Beidou Zhenhun Town, trapping nearly 30 people together.

Both sides are fighting hotly and don't want to be picked up by others. In addition to being shocked, they both stopped and glared at Fang Daoming angrily. The Donghai people were used to arrogance and scolded, but the people of Chixia Island were just cautious and silent.

Fang Daoming sneered and didn't say much. At his finger, there was an ancient tower hanging in mid-air. He suppressed and collected these more than a dozen aquarium soldiers and went to the Netherworld Bingzi. One of the leaders was still a big dragonfly with a golden elixir. Fang Daoming was about to create a cave heaven and earth. Such a strong internal elixir is more and better.

When the people of Chixia Island saw that the black-faced Taoist in front of them were so powerful, they killed more than a dozen Donghai people in an instant and solved their predicament. They were shocked and shocked, and couldn't help retreating.

Fang Daoming took the magic weapon and smiled and said, "Don't worry. I had a relationship with Taoist priest Chixiazi 30 years ago. I have inherited his feelings and have not returned it. Where are you going? I will wait for three people to escort you for a journey."

The people on Chixia Island looked at each other in consterration and doubt. They all looked at the eldest brother, hoping that he would make up his mind.

The eldest brother's expression changed, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Taoist priest. We want to go to Datianling thousands of miles away to meet our family."

Fang Daoming said, "It's so good. I'll set off when I wait here. Thousands of miles will arrive tomorrow."

A group of people rushed south, and Fang Daoming dragged them all the way to talk, especially the handsome teenager, who knew more or less about the cause and effect. What shocked Fang Daoming most was that this young man was fifteen years old. He had only ten years of practiced Taoism and had already crossed the golden elixir, and his knowledge and understanding of swordsmanship was even more outstanding, but it was regretted that he did not The master's guidance and lack of profound sword cultivation can't help but remind him of himself in those years, or better than himself, just like another Zhan Qianyu, who is intelligent and determined. Fang Daoming looked at the teenager and couldn't help sighing in his heart that he was full of Taoism, and they were all innate avenues. Although he accepted three apprentices and inherited different Taoisms, his favorite swordsmanship road has not been inherited by disciples so far. The teenager in front of him is an excellent candidate. Unfortunately, he has entered other people's door. Although he longs for a disciple to inherit the mantle, he will not abduct other people's children.

// Tomorrow's third update, looking forward to your affirmation!