MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-~ 42 lost world (middle)

The monk with the golden armor shouted at the bottom of the mountain and then shot a few roro birds. The remaining fierce birds finally disappeared, leaving the enchantment and rushing toward the monk's defense. Mountain wall.

It is also the place where the long eyebrows stand.

The Taolu people in the lower area saw the urgency, almost picked up the dust, and also rushed out to help each other, only to listen to them and stop them:

"Wait! Don't go out!"

Everyone instinctively looked back:

Who is this little priest? The strength of the foundation period also refers to the hands and feet, what to do!

"It is next to the elders of the emblem machine! Maybe it is a disciple of the elders."

Everyone was shocked, the apprentice of the long eyebrow, that is the same generation as the head! !

Nowadays, many martial art in the realm of cultivation are using a strange generation of rankings, that is, what is the cultivation, which is the disciple of which generation. In the Jindan period, the uncle Shi Shi, as long as the tie Dan can become a brother. This practice has attracted dissatisfaction from other sects. He believes that he attaches too much importance to strength and confuses morality. The most important thing is that today, the teacher’s teacher, next year’s teacher, is not too bad for this kind of thing, and he is not able to remember. Heluo belongs to the latter.

If this little priest is a disciple of the elders, they decided to remain silent.

- Although the real person of Huiji is not short-sighted, his real temper is strange.

As for the strangeness of the place, the people of Heluo Road who do not know the world (the house of Wannian) can’t say it. In short, I chose to enter the Heiyuan Valley and still live in the valley for a long time. There is no normal person!

Miller says Yan-day reality of crisis, almost forget he is now still a little outside the door disciple, after blurted out, anxious at heart, have found no one to beat him, courage suddenly resumed.

He stood on the big tree and tried to make a serious and calm look: "Not right outside, maybe a fantasy!"

Oh?

Including Chen Wo, they all brushed and looked at Tian Yanzhen.

The latter held his head up and plausibly said: "The West City Thirteen Square appears in this cliff valley. Why is the other party not curious at all, not even asking me for the origin!"

The side ear listens to the screaming roar of the outside world, and the Heluo Taoist expression is more ugly than one.

"Probably they are too late." Someone murmured.

"What can be urgently made, will they let such a piece of the building that is obviously not ancient and small, and a group of unfamiliar outsiders turn a blind eye?" Tian Yan real people frown.

Chen Wo suddenly said: "Maybe it is urgent - as long as it is human, they can be automatically divided into allies. Do not ask carefully because there is no extra time."

"..."

This is really a story that is not surprisingly endless.

The Heluo people were all dumb, followed by creeps.

During the ancient times, the beasts everywhere, human beings lived hard.

All kinds of shallow cultivation methods are everywhere, and the entire tribe has at least a preliminary cultivation period. Because they don't have too much time to practice, they are all arrogant. This kind of situation is not seeking a state of mind. However, the practice of communicating with the aura of the heavens and the earth is at most a foundation period. It is especially suitable for ordinary people. It is only necessary to go hunting in the mountains and defend against it. The beast is enough.

Imagine that even the slaves who can work can have an era of foundation-building. The danger of the ancient world, is it still used?

"No, this is impossible!" Tian Yan's real moment is particularly flexible.

Small-scale debris is a one-time consumable. After the blood sacrifice is released, it will never be returned.

I don’t know how big the lost world is. How many years have it been that the beasts and ancient monks in the past have continued to fight fiercely and continue to this day?

How many years can the war be played? It depends on the replenishment and backup of both parties.

How much can this small piece of debris be used to consume such a war?

Chen He also wants to understand, simply do not say anything.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the long-browed old face to rush back to the enchantment.

"It is a fierce beast!"

Everyone sucked in a cold air.

Even people who don't know much about the ancient wilderness can guess it as the name suggests.

"There are all Baizhang cliffs on all sides. There are thousands of ancient monks defending on the mountain wall. The situation is critical. There are hundreds of ferocious beasts, and some of the illustrations are not on the books! Before we only saw the Luo Luo bird, because it flew high, I rushed out of the defensive circle." The long-browed old man finished his breath and waved. "Half of the disciples left, and half of them went out with the poor road to help."

"Elders!"

"On the mountain wall, don't make your own claims, be careful, listen to the arrangements of the ancient monks." Long eyebrows look serious.

"Elder of the emblem machine, have you explained the situation with the monks here?"

Unexpectedly, the eyebrows shook his head: "The situation is not good, there is no one to talk about it."

"This!"

Everyone looks at each other.

There is a saying who said: "The people here...do you have someone to appease?"

"If the mountain wall falls, I will die, depending on these people!"

"There is still a demon fox..."

Long-eyed people are also simply, ignoring the people who sneak out to look out, floating directly in the air, looking around, sounds like a red bell: "Hey fox fox! Once the fierce beast tide breaks the barrier, you can't live, I am so self-sufficient! The ancestor of the ancestors of the ancestors has always taught the world to be the same. If you change the past, you will not die."

Heluo sent a crowd of eyes.

Chen He saw that the strange little Taoist who was around him heard this, his face was very positive and very serious. Chen He is keenly aware that what is wrong is not to say.

The long eyebrows over there have said that they waved their hands: "Half the people go, don't leave them all."

Hundreds of Yuan Ying Xiu practitioners are full of tacit understanding, no discussion, direct -

All rushed out of enchantment! !

Even Chen He and Tian Yanzhen were also one eyebrows, and they swept out with lightning.

"..."

Not only was Chen Wo surprised, but the eight-tailed fox hiding under one of the eaves was also shocked: Say good to leave half of the people!

The demon fox can't believe it. There are more than 600 households in the 13th square of Xicheng. These Heluo stupid priests really say no matter what! They are not afraid of heaven and cause, even if there is no such thing in the small world debris, but if it wasn’t for the Heluo to come and pick it up in the middle of the night, so many people should not have disappeared.

On the contrary, it is the initiator, and the eight-tailed fox has no pressure. The demon repair does not want to be a fairy, as long as it can be unscrupulous and alive, the Fox family is superstitious.

It was wondering there, the Heluo comprehensions had been scattered around the valley, and the familiar arrays were prepared to re-deploy a larger enchantment, with large open spaces in the valley, as well as fruit trees and springs.

They have seen it all over the place. It seems that in the ancient times, this place was originally a gathering place for humans. It was only turned into ruins, and the land was ridiculous.

Chen Wo leaned his head and thought about it.

Tian Yan real people are even brighter eyes: "Sure enough, this is a fantasy!"

"Hey!" Long eyebrows sneered and said to the little Taoist, "You only know one, not the truth."

The eight-tailed fox over there was furious and rushed out.

As a result, the first layer of enchantment just came out, and the golden armor on the mountain wall turned again, pulling the bow and pointing the arrow to the eight-tailed fox.

The demon fox has a glimpse of his heart and wants to run when he turns around.

The silver arrow traversed, and with the horrible sound, the eight-tailed fox turned into the original shape in the air, and the blood spit repeatedly, and the one fell on the cliff and never moved.

The monk of the Golden Armor received a return and did not even look at it.

Chen Wo: ...

Tian Yan real people: ...

Is the swindler fox that is comparable to the Mahayana so dead?

The long-browed old road coughed: "Don't lie, keep busy! Look at the poor road."

The sluggish Heluo priests, this instinctive pinch method, around the entire valley cloth enchantment, anyway, let the people of the 13th square go out to pick the fruit to take the spring water.

After a while, the long eyebrows came back with the fox tail.

Then the snow-white fox was thrown to the ground, and the eight tails of the soft and soft fluffy eyes saw Chen He’s cheeks a little reddish.

The life and death of the eight-tailed fox need not be said at all, because the whole head of the fox is gone, the gap is uneven, and the focus is black, and the power of the arrow can be thought of.

Chen Wo and Tian Yan are both dumbfounded.

The former is okay. After all, the cultivation is less knowledgeable. The latter has had a rebirth experience. He has been a leader in the right way. He knows that the eight-tailed fox will run through it. If the death is represented by this, the power of 8,000 years later, the whole The realm of comprehension can't find such awkward people!

Chen Wo walked a few steps to the side, dialing out a weathered monument, and raised his eyes and said, "The trouble is big."

Tian Yanzhen is keen to sing against Chen He: "Nonsense, the outside is just a fantasy! You see the ridiculousness under the mountain wall, the ruins everywhere, and the monument. This place has been framed for many years, the fierce beasts and the ancient monks are phantoms. ”

Chen He nodded and pointed to the body of the demon fox. "The problem is that the phantom can still kill."

Tian Yan is not very convinced, and wants to refute the truth and see what he sees.

However, I saw the long-browed old-fashioned look solemn, directly put the body of the demon fox into the mustard magic weapon, and then the sensory sense, heavy nod to the crowd.

The fox is really dead.

"The poor road is just a try, it seems that I have no choice." Long eyebrows sighed.

The eight-tailed fox is deceitful, and it is a curse to stay.

Long eyebrows deliberately said that leaving half of the disciples, so that he was centered, but all removed. After you know that the demon fox devours the comprehension, you can imitate the breath. It is difficult to kill it at that time. Yes, this trap is the demon fox, which leads to the ancient monk.

The fierce beasts plunder, as long as it is not human, once the exposed breath appears in the rear, let the ancient monks perceive, naturally will kill them without mercy.

"The self-cultivation of the Mahayana period is a thousand years old. This piece of small-scale debris is in the exploration of the poor roads. It is only the size of a Yuzhou city. How can there be so many ancient monks and beasts after eight thousand years?"

It is indeed an illusion.

But it is - the illusion of being able to kill. The death of the demon fox confirms this.

Long eyebrows sighed: "Whether the illusion or not, as long as the mountain wall falls, we will be buried under the fierce beast."

Chen He and Tian Yan lived heavily.

The people of Heluo are very depressed. The elders know what is going on, even how do these two little dolls understand? They don’t know anything except the words implied by the white eyebrows.

Right, it’s the sentence of Heluo’s founder.

The so-called "If you change the former, the poor road will not die," is the words that Tianyi real people must say before killing each other, a sword stabbed the enemy to understand the sea and broke the Yuan Ying, and can still hear the real people. The second sentence "Even if you change, the poor road does not want to wait."

Later, I didn't know the head of the generation, and I was bored to develop a series of hints.

For example, one of them is to say the mantra of the ancestor of Tianyi. The order behind it must be reversed. If you say no, killing is killing. If you want to stay half, don’t leave it all.

The crowd rushed to catch up, and after half an hour, the enchantment re-emerged, and the vague killing and **** suffocation outside the mountain wall suddenly disappeared.

Long eyebrows led the crowd to climb the mountain wall, only to see the ancient monks, the beasts, or all. Only a thousand miles, it is ridiculous and desolate.

"Kara." Chen Wo stopped to look at his feet.

He bent down and slowly made a small shield like a magic weapon from the sand.

This magic weapon has long been mottled and broken and useless.

The people of Heluo Road also continued to see the remaining black iron armor on the mountain wall, the broken flying sword... and the scattered beasts and fangs.

This war should have happened 8,000 years ago.

The beasts besieged the valley where humans gathered, and the ancient monks died on the wall. Suddenly the catastrophe came, the ancient world was torn apart, the debris was sealed, and the war still did not stop.

Both sides are dead, but the soul has nowhere to go, and the small pieces of debris are not scattered.

So -

The wind suddenly rolled the dust under the cliff to the end of the sky.

Chen He picked up the round shield and suddenly had one more hand. The sand slowly condensed into a young and handsome ancient monk. About the repair of the Jindan period, he gave a slight glimpse and then smiled at Chen He: Little brother, you are a little bit raw."

Chen He slowly let go and saw that the person jumped up.

"Reassured, we will win." He said to Chen He.

In the breeze, a large number of ancient monks reappeared on the mountain wall. The leader was the golden armor who shot the eight-tailed fox. He stood there and looked cold.

At the end of the day, there are countless ancient beasts.

"You, I am behind the water valley, my homeland, tens of thousands of people in the six western states are here!"

The monk of the Golden Armor screamed, "The gods of the gods fought in the northern Xinjiang. The Nanhezong and the North Xuan faction did not care for themselves. There was no other aid. Today is a battle for me, only for my dear, my people, and my family! ”

"Swear to die!"

"kill!"

The fierce beasts came, and the ancient monks of Baizhang Gaoya were armed with ice-blade magic weapons. Various magical spells could not be released, and the roaring sound shook the earth and bloody.

For eight thousand years, the water valley was dry, so the soil became ruins.

Everything turned into dust, and the bones became sand. Even if I had already died, I forgot it. I was still deeply involved in this battle.

"Do you want it!" The long-browed old road said abruptly, "The two sides are resentful and spiritual, and the millennium is endless. It has been entangled in the whole small-scale debris. Only one party can completely defeat the predicament, and we have a chance to break this small circle. The pieces go out."