MTL - The Villain Has Something to Say-Chapter 142
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The Xuantian continent was surging, and the reappearance of the two peerless powers made the peace once again broken.
At first, when the demon lord returned to the enchantment, the demon had plans to attack the human race and exterminated the human race in one fell swoop. However, with the emergence of the demon statue, the strength of the two races once again reached a balance point. No one is willing to touch the warning line first, because both families are scarred and unable to bear greater losses.
However, after three days of returning to the Magic Palace, he issued a command: attacking Taihua Mountain!
Taihua Mountain was shocked. The current Guanglingzi sage immediately sent Yu Qingzi, the Wenlongzi sage, and his own lover, to lead several elders and disciples to the Magic Palace, and asked why the battle was going on. And advised him not to make a living outside this affluent autumn festival.
When today, the humanity is capable, the mysterious spirit is dead, and the magic is back!
The Magic Road Palace has many top-notch powers such as Magic Qianqiu, Yi, Qinsiyi, Qinguihe, etc. Although the shackles have been seriously injured, the Qin brothers have also suffered losses, but as long as there is a magical age, the Magic Road Palace stands on The top of the Terran is far better than the Taihua Mountain without the mysterious spirit.
At that time, Yu Qingzi and others crossed several states and finally came to the Magic Road Palace. A blood-dressed demon statue sits on the throne, and the gorgeous face resembles a cold frost. The cold and ruthless eyes make the people of Yuqingzi tremble, and a powerful pressure presses them on them, making them unable to move. .
Yu Qingzi took the pressure and stepped forward. He said: "At this moment, it is the forty-third year of the 50-year contract. There are still seven years, and it is time for the agreement. In these 50 years, the relationship between the two communities is stagnant. If there is another wave within my human race, the demon family will be tempted to enter the 36 states!"
When the voice fell, the huge palace was dead.
Yu Qingzi raised his head in a strange way, but he saw the red devil on the high platform and looked cold and looked at her with an extremely dangerous look. Yuqingzi’s throat was stagnant, and he felt as if he had been stared by a terrible beast. The strange sense of oppression emanated from the body of the devil, and she could not breathe!
Yu Qingzi finally broke through the Mahayana period ten years ago. Although she is more adept at alchemy, she is not good at cultivation. However, she should not be so terribly persecuted in the face of the same majesty as the Mahayana. This feeling is not only the gap between repairs, but... but a kind of pressure from the blood race!
In the hall, there is a long silence. When Yuqingzi repeats it again, on the throne, the beautiful and sinister demon screams suddenly. His ridiculous laughter stabbed Yu Qingzi and others, but he did not speak. He listened to the magic and entered the sound with spiritual power, and slammed them on their bodies: "You also know that the human family should not do anything inside. Then why, decades ago, Taihua Mountain issued the Taihua Order, so killing its own disciples!"
boom!
The whole palace fluctuated and was trembled by this majestic spiritual power.
Among the messengers of Taihua Mountain, Yu Qingzi and Wen Longzi were both repaired during the Mahayana period, and the solution was also completed during the robbery period. However, even if they were, the face of the angry sorrow was forced to spit out a blood, his face pale and pale.
At this moment, Yu Qingzi and others immediately understood: This is no longer the realm of the Mahayana period, and the magic has reached the stage of the gods!
Looking at the entire Xuantian continent, the magic repair is very rare, and the high-end magic repair is little known. It is in this 10,000 years that I have never heard of a magical repair that can go against the sky and reach the realm of the gods.
Magic Qianqiu is one and the only one!
The power of the Magic Palace is suddenly overwhelming, and there is no more in the human race.
If it is the Magic Road Palace that really wants to smash the blue sky of Taihua Mountain, it is not impossible to destroy it. Only the monks of Taihua Mountain will try their best to make all the achievements of tens of thousands of years. That battle will inevitably result in both losses, and the strength of the people will be greatly weakened.
Fortunately, after Yu Qingzi and others left the Magic Road Palace uneasy, Magic Qianqiu gave up the decision to attack Taihua Mountain. The Magic Road Palace sent out 80% of the power and searched for it throughout the Xuantian continent. Magic Qianqiu even personally issued a command -
If you find the Luo gradually clearer, you can get the magic weapon of the devil's hand-made refining!
For a time, people looking for Luo gradually cleared the entire Xuantian continent, and even if they could provide a little news, they could get the reward of the Magic Palace.
The news spread to the mountains of Taihua, and everyone did not understand why the magic statues had to go to the search for Luo Qingqing, and even reluctantly made a big reward. On the Cong Shuangfeng, when the second brother of the 7th son of Taihua, Zuo Yunmo, heard the news, he was double-eyed and seemed to understand something.
The Magic Road Palace made such a big movement in the Xuantian mainland, naturally it is not a demon.
The singularity of the old man is looking for Luo gradually clearing, and naturally he also sent people to closely follow the situation of the Magic Road Palace. He is not afraid of entering the magical age of the gods, but he understands that if it is really the magic of the magic period, he may be able to hit the other side, but it is no longer possible to kill each other.
When the news reached the first sea, in the middle of the sea, on a lonely and quiet island, the demon statue of a blue brocade was slightly plucked, and carefully listened to the piano for himself. He fiddled the strings, as if he hadn't heard the words, just playing the same song over and over again.
After returning to the demon scene, the demon statue did not go to the palace in the depths of the demon, nor did he accept the apology of the elders. He learned that he was the son of Cang Ruo Zun, who was on the mainland of Xuan Tian 30,000 years ago. He only quietly went to the northernmost land and stayed on the ruins of the dry hill for a hundred days. He left alone.
Jin Jin still returned to the first sea and returned to the isolated Long Island.
Different from the breakthrough of Devil's Thousand Autumns, the retreat is still the cultivation of the late Mahayana. He kept the piano on Longdao all the time, as if he did not come back, quietly.
On the island of Long Island, the flowers are covered with flowers, and the blue sky is quietly sitting between the clear waters. The body is sluggish and thin, just arbitrarily plucking the piano, but still can't hide the noble atmosphere.
Seven years passed by, and soon, it was the day that Luo gradually cleared fifty years ago.
The Yaozu spent 50 years and did not find Luo’s whereabouts. It took only seven years for the Magic Road Palace, and it is naturally impossible to find his trace. On that day, Taihua Mountain, Broken Soul, Shenjian Zong, Baijia... All the major sects sent people to the north of the land, waiting for the emergence of Luo Qingqing.
Even Yuan Yuanzong and Fei Huazong, who had not participated in the killing incident, came to wait for the so-called truth.
No one knows this time, Luo gradually will not appear here. Perhaps it was just a lie that he casually said, or maybe he just wanted to deceive everyone, there is no truth in the world, but these people are still coming, with a look of expectation and embarrassment.
Gui Yuanzong was far from the northern part of the land and was the last one to come.
At this moment, the entire north of the land gathers all the monks of the Xuantian continent. Even in many hidden places, there are some great cloaks that cover their faces.
This time, the fifty-year covenant, even many hidden families have been attracted!
The buddha and the dust were wearing a red-red robes, which made the white face more clear. He looked around and quickly noticed a strange sight. He turned to look at it and saw a black girl staring at her lips and staring at herself unscathed.
The Buddha smiled slightly and bowed to the other side. The girl suddenly slammed her head and buried her face in the arms of the magical palace.
Upon seeing it, the Buddha shook his head helplessly, and he was about to turn his eyes away, but suddenly he was tight and felt that he was caught by something. He looked up stiffly and saw that he was surrounded by the magical repairs of the Magic Road Palace. The magical robes of the blood red robes were draping with peach eyes, and they looked at themselves coldly.
There was no expression on the sly face, and the left eye of the **** pupil reflected Shura hell, and the blue eyes of the blue pupil swayed. At the tip of the right eye, it is a silver-white complex pattern. This beautiful pattern is more enchanting and fascinating...not like human beings.
The Buddha's heart was slightly tight, and he solemnly performed the ceremony toward the other side, but he saw the devil's lips licking his lips, and the big sleeves waved, and the Buddha was caught.
The master of the elders of Yuan Yuanzong immediately angered: "Magic Chiaki!"
The demon statue is raising his eyebrows and throwing the Buddha in front of Yunxiang. He whispers: "He repeatedly avoids and refuses to make it clear to the deity. Today, the deity wants him to explain to Yunxiang. Who said The monk can't be sentimental. If you are a cultivator, you can't be sentimental. Why are there so many legends of the gods and monks that day!"
The Master of Spirits was angry and angry, and even the words were unclear: "You...you!"
The Buddha was caught so much, but it was a bit embarrassing. Looking at the monk in front of the cloud, I don’t know how to react.
When I saw it, the magic sneer sneered, and I was about to open my mouth, but suddenly my body shook and slowly covered my lips, no more words.
Everyone saw only from a distant place, a group of people came from the horizon.
It’s the one who is headed by the singularity of the old man, carrying a faucet crutches. Beside him, is a young demon statue of a blue brocade, a pair of ice blue scorpions, the only pupil in the middle is snow white, his look is standing coldly beside the old man, two The people go hand in hand, there is no distinction between the main and the second.
The people of the Yaozu stopped at the Sanli distance from the Terran and did not approach them.
The two sides have long been in the cold war for many years, and the wars below the fit period have continued. The intention of the Yaozu to come to the northernmost place is not clear, but the monks of the Taihua Mountain are faintly aware that the other party is most likely to kill Luo gradually!
In the black suit, the face was cold, and he was just about to step up and ask the demon's intentions, but he saw a **** whip that flashed from the eyes of the crowd and slammed straight to the side of the world. At the ruler, cut off his white hair.
Magic Qianqiu retracted the whip, and did not look back, just said coldly: "If you want to catch him, first pass the deity!"
As soon as the words landed, the air solidified instantly.
The old-fashioned face is cold and cold, and there is no open dispute with the magic. And beside him, the blue-eyed demon statue was just hanging out, his eyes calmly looking at the dry mountain under his feet, as if nothing was noticed.
Time passed by, and I saw the rising sun and the sunset.
Between the sun and the moon, time passed by, the first day of the 50-year contract, Luo gradually cleared after all.
Everyone did not have any doubts about this. Luo gradually clarified that "fifty years later, the land of the north", but did not explain, that is the day after fifty years. One year for the person who cultivated the truth, but one must blink and blink for a moment. Everyone waited so calmly for a day, three days, ten days... one hundred days.
By the third hundred days, finally the monk couldn’t help but left.
In the last ten days, more and more monks left, and most people regard this as a scam, but there are still people who are firmly here.
People in Taihua Mountain are here because they believe that Luo is getting clear.
The eternal days, the broken souls, the white family and others are here, because they want to avenge their lives.
The Magic Road Palace is here, but it is to find Luo gradually clear, and not let anyone have the opportunity to hurt him.
By the end of the last three days, the screams of the broken souls and white families were endless. In their mouths, Luo gradually became a shameless person who was as timid as a mouse. He simply lie and want to escape. There is no such thing as truth in the world. Luo gradually killed so many people, he must not die, he There is a lingering death.
In the face of such screams, the monks of Taihua Mountain glared at each other and severely rebuked them.
The monk who broke the soul of the sorcerer sarcastically said: "Don't you have the stars of Taihua Mountain, and the elders, are not all the hands of Luo Qingqing? He can take this hand to the same monk, this is not yet Ruthless, shameless?!"
The end of this unspeakable monk was smashed by Qin Guihe. There is no need for a magical shot, and the people under his command are enough to suppress the souls of the sorcerer and the white family, so that they dare not speak.
Qin Guihe slammed into the earth and took out a gully that was about a hundred feet deep, shaking those people. He sneered: "Luo gradually clears the hands of people in Taihua Mountain. Isn't it that those people want to kill him first? For the same monks, how can they be so ruthless and shameless, they can get so embarrassed." hand?"
The crowd immediately snorted.
The monks in Taihuashan are even lowering their heads and are ashamed to defend.
In the last three days, everyone’s mood was complicated and strange. While they hoped that Luo gradually came out as soon as possible to explain the so-called truth; on the other hand, he hoped that there would be no truth at all. Luo gradually became the demon in the prophecy of the Yaozu and Taihuashan, and it should not exist in this world.
When the last day came, Mo Qianqiu looked at the rising sun rising from the sky in the east and muttered to himself: "Luo gradually clears, you really won't appear..."
The Yao people in the Sanliwai area, but see the blue demon statue slightly plucked, as if whispered like a mouth open.
In the distance, Moqianqiu did not look back. He only licked his lips in silence, and for a long time, he said another word.
This sentence did not make a sound, but behind the magic Qianqiu, the handsome and noble demon statue was shocked, staring at the distant red figure in front of the eyes, fingers pressed, and finally did not say One word.
The last day has arrived, and everyone’s attention has been raised, waiting for the emergence of Luo Qingqing. They looked around carefully, paying attention to where each Luo gradually emerged, but don't say that Luo gradually cleared up, even the shadow of a bird beast did not.
In the Taihua Mountains, Yu Qingzi frowned and whispered: "Get rid of, you really won't come..."
boom!
When the voice fell, only a loud and loud noise rang from the crowd, and they bowed their heads in surprise and looked at the dead mountain that had already become a ruin. Countless pieces of gravel quickly shot from the ground to the sky, and everyone quickly laid the enchantment and let the gravel be beaten into powder.
The monk of the Broken Soul roared: "This is a trap! This is a trap!"
Who is expected to be in the next moment, but sees a distracted, wide-eyed horror, shouting incredulously: "This...what is this array, how can it be so huge!!!"
I saw it in the center of the entire northernmost land, originally in the position of the dry mountain, and a strange light pattern appeared from the earth.
The golden light starts from the east, along the dead hills of the most northeast corner of the dry mountain range, all the way to the northwest, drawing a smooth curve; the light of the fire starts from the south, it seems to split the earth, the magma from the ground Indiscriminately, the gully and the vertical and horizontal, depicting a strange pattern; the silver light from the west, corresponding to the golden light and the fire of the light, in the sky, leaping out of a pattern of fluctuations.
Rumble!
Dragonfly, Fengming, and Kirin!
Golden dragon, fiery phoenix, snowy unicorn!
The three great beasts suddenly appear in the three corners of this dry mountain, and they are so powerful that they can break the sun and the moon!
Feng Sixian is dead, the demon statue Yin Yin is dead, no one knows this law under the sun. But they can see that in the place where the golden dragon appeared, there was a faint keel shape in the glory; in the flame of the phoenix, there was also a golden flame.
In the foothold of Kirin, a white unicorn corner shines in the sun!
Looking at the one-horned horn in amazement, suddenly turned angrily and turned to look at the blue robe demon, roaring:
