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Chapter 169
Fire burning
Sixteen thousand years ago, six replacements. *
An unprecedented war broke out between the Wiqueo demon ghosts. After that, in the 50,000 years, the Broken Year finally gave the Qingyun School a place in the fairy world.
However, 20,000 years ago, when the artifact was born, the old man disappeared, and the core disciple of the Qingyun School disappeared along with him. And the amount of the ruler is now in the hands of the first god.
On the world, Qingyun is still the largest self-cultivation school in Zhongzhou, but now, other sects have begun to be stupid. This time, the league is not as simple as it is supposed to be. If the age of the dynasty does not appear, I am afraid that this person will not be quiet for a long time.
Although the ink night left after the Thor Tower, there was no more fairyland, but most of the things still lingered in his eyes and ears. After listening to him, Qi Huan has been silent, and has never said a word from beginning to end.
Tiandao Pavilion is located in the Tianyahai Pavilion. Every year on the first day of March, the fire in the Tianyahai Pavilion burns the sky. It is when the Tiandao Pavilion is open.
When Qi Huan came to the end of the world, there were already many martial art practitioners gathered around her. She had just arrived at the ink night, and Minghui also came with the elite disciples of the Qingyun School.
The ink night stood on the edge of the horizon, looking at the endless sea level in front, and there was more seriousness in the look. Qi Huan hugged his arm and stood beside him, clearly shivering, but insisted on looking at how the Tianhai Haige was opened in a while.
In Qi Huan’s opinion, holding the arm of the ink night is nothing, but in the eyes of others, her behavior is unreasonable.
It happened that at this time, the outer door messenger of the Heavenly Pavilion came. The inner door of Tiandaoge is in the Tianyahai Pavilion, but the outer door is located in Zhongzhou. If you want to enter the Tiandao Pavilion, you must lead the way from the outside door.
Although they belong to the outer door, the strength is not to be underestimated. If it is true, in fact, the strength of the Tiandao Pavilion is stronger than the Qingyun faction. Because even last time, the three ancestors of the Qingyun School broke the Tianya Haige and broke into the Tiandao Pavilion. The fairy beast that was said by the night of the night did not appear.
If the anti-day creatures appear, I am afraid that the entire realm of cultivation is the world of Heavenly Pavilion.
"Ming back to the head, how come you personally came this time, it won't be dead." The elders of the outer door of the Tiandao Pavilion saw the returning, and took the person to come over and stood in front of him with a smile. The voice of speaking is not big. It is enough for everyone to hear.
His voice just fell, and it was quiet for a few seconds, then everyone whispered. It was no secret that the Ming Dynasty was hit by the people at the end of the world. It would be incredible that he would come here.
The face was a bit ugly, and he looked at the big robes in front of him, only showing a pair of eyes, and his eyes showed no murderous murder. "Sea Cliff, you are not too happy too early, your injury has been three hundred years."The next two people are not talking, just staring at each other. For a long time, Haiya snorted and turned his head to the side, just to see Qi Huan is talking about what he said with the ink night. He stared at Qi Huan for a long while and suddenly smiled. "The little girl is your income this year." The discard of the firewood? I heard that you are a disciple of the younger brother of your day. This woman is quite powerful! Your Qingyun faction is really a bad thing. I think, the first sect of your comprehension is afraid to sit down. In the long run." After that, Haiya patted his ass and left. The rest of the people are sneaking up and watching Qi Huan with the ink night, whispering something from time to time. Then I will smile.
Leaving the bright back that was mad at the face, what people said was the truth, and what he could say. He held his fist in the Ming Dynasty and forced the annoyance in his heart to be forced down. Even if he was dissatisfied with the aligning, the ink night was still there, and he had to endure. I turned my head again and looked at the sea cliff that greeted the opposite side of the ghost gate. Ming Hui finally lowered his eyes.
At this time, a sudden thunderstorm exploded in the Wanliqing air, and all the discussion around it suddenly stopped.
"The elders of the sea, if they say the wrong words, they have to apologize. You have not apologized yet." The gentle male voice rang out and passed into everyone's ears.
Haiya heard the sound and saw him in the night, smiling at him, Qi Huan stood aside, bowing his head and kicking the gravel under his feet.
"Hah, haha, ink night, you want me to apologize, why should I apologize? Because I insulted your apprentice? Isn't it true that I am talking!"
"Sincerely, what do you want to apologize for a dead person?" Qi Huan frowned and snorted, and this lightly floating sentence made Ming Hui’s heart cold. Did he make a mistake, why did Qi Huan use this tone to talk to the ink night?
"That's also true." Mo night smiled, no one saw him shot, but the sea cliff suddenly ignited a black flame, no black flame of any temperature to pack the whole sea cliff, he began There was no struggle at the time because he did not feel anything wrong at all. But after a few seconds, he has lost any chance because he has turned into a fly ash.
"The fire?" In the temple of the heavenly pavilion, the whole body that has been lying on the ground is covered with black scales, a silver horn on the top of the head, and the fairy beast that thunders in the nose suddenly shakes up and stands up. He Looking at the mirror in front of you, the mirror is on the outside of the world.
"Thunder, what happened?" Inside the temple, a white shadow suddenly appeared. The man squatted on the ground and asked with respect and respect.
"Come to someone who shouldn't have appeared, open the cabinet and let them in. Right, that sea cliff, die when you die, don't go find the man's trouble."
"...Yes." After the white man finished, the figure disappeared again.
Leaving the fairy beast with a look of doubt, for a long time, it sighed. "Hope, not to find trouble."
At the same time as the sea cliff died, tens of thousands of fireballs rushed out of the sea. It was only in the air that it suddenly exploded. When Qi Huan took a closer look, he found that the fireballs turned out to be a little bird, or a fire.The fire was still rushing out of the sea, half a sigh, the last one was red, and there was no variegated huge fire to fly out. As soon as it appeared, the flames of the small fires that were originally hovering in midair re-emerged. Exuberant.
At this time, no one is going to pay attention to the sea cliff anymore. Even if there is a revenge for the night, there is no courage to do it at this time. Everyone is waiting.
at last. Millions of fires dyed the entire sky in flame red. Looking up, the sky seemed to be really lit, and the sea was reflected in red. A burst of roaring sounds, ten huge vortices suddenly appeared on the sea, the sea level was falling rapidly, and a submarine palace appeared in front of everyone. This is the Heavenly Pavilion.
Although the Taoist pavilion seems to be built in the sea this day, if someone really gets into the bottom of the sea, he can't see anything at all. Only when the seawater is completely removed, can you see the true face of the heavenly pavilion. Draining the seawater, even the monks of the Mahayana period did not have this ability.
After the appearance of the Heavenly Pavilion, the fire crows were thrown into the ten whirlpools. After a while, each vortex was still, and everything was calm.
"What's wrong?" In the night, he found Qi Huan in his hair and bowed his head and asked.
Qi Huan shook his head and frowned without snoring. She didn't like to kill people before, and she didn't think that killing a person who was much better than herself would have a sense of accomplishment, but she didn't understand why today, because of Haiya's words, she would want to let him die. .
Ink night kills because it is the result that you want, but Qi Huan thinks that it is not the result that he wants. Why did it become like this? Qi Huan couldn’t figure out how to do it. She always felt that there were many times when reason would be out of her brain.
The angels inside the door of the Heavenly Pavilion finally appeared. Just when everyone looked at the ink night with sympathy, the messengers of the Heavenly Pavilion seemed to have nothing happened. They calmly introduced the elders of the various factions. Heaven Road Pavilion.
"Master, why should you let go of that ink night? Didn't he kill the disciple of our Heavenly Pavilion?" A little boy in a white robe followed behind an old man who had to be white, UU reading www.uukanshu.com flying at the most front.
"The killing can't solve the problem." The old man touched the boy's head, but the little boy seemed to be not satisfied with the answer. The beautiful little face was a little dim. For a long time, the old man spoke again. "If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price. He can't afford it. You can only use it."
The death of Haiya was so crushed. Even though everyone had a big question mark in their hearts, no one dared to touch the scorpion of the Heavenly Court at this time, so everyone did not happen to do this.
The disciples of the Qingyun School lived in the Winter Green Pavilion. After Qi Huan was placed in his room, he was lying directly on the bed, and his mind was still in chaos.
Until the sky was getting darker, Qi Huan did not go out, and did not change his posture. Like a puppet, he was lying on the bed like that."Tell me, what are you thinking?" The ink night did not know when he entered the house and sat down at the bed of Qi Huan.
"..." Qi Huan is still immersed in his own thoughts, nothing happens.
"Xiaohuan, look at me." In the night, the elbows were held in the ears of Qihuan. The whole person was hanging on her, and her long hair fell on the cheeks. He lowered his head and his black eyes didn't know when it turned into blood red.
Qi Huan looked at the ink night, raised his hands, gently across the forehead of the ink night, eyebrows, high nose, tight lips, and then moved back to his cheeks, force I pinched it and then came very irresponsibly. "I want to sleep."
Then, regardless of the expression of the ink night, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in a while.
The last catastrophe still appeared! Ink night sighed and printed a kiss on Qi Huan’s lips.
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