Fairy, things are really not what you think!

But now... Looking at the direction where Gu Ran left, Gu Zuo's expression was serious.

"Of course—" The old man who was called by Gu Zuo as the old man Tai nodded. While he was puzzled by the repressed and pervasive death, the heart that should give up six desires and not fear life and death seemed to emerge. A touch of panic.

He has lived too long.

Live long enough to forget how it feels in the face of death.

"I thought it was the dead air that only I could feel—"

"After all, you..." Ming Feitai looked at Gu Zuo with a wry smile, if there is a ranking order for the cultivators in this world.

So now Gu Zuo, who is only in the sixth level of the Tribulation Realm, is the number one in the world with a single rider.

And Ming Feitai, who is also in the ninth level of the Tribulation Realm, and Venerable Qianji of the Hatred Demon Sect, as well as the fox who is shrunk in the demon realm, are probably the second echelon of Tiedai.

When he heard Gu Zuodu felt death, Ming Feitai suddenly had a premonition that the general situation was over, and the world... would eventually be in chaos.

Even Gu Zuo couldn't escape the murder.

How should I live by myself.

"Is that why you sent your disciple and Zhiyin to Xuanwei Mountain to stop those people?"

Before the killing and robbery, the future of each sect can be as far away as possible from the killing and robbery, which is worthy of being left.

Sure enough, open-minded.

"No—" Gu Zuo looked at the old man who suddenly showed admiration to himself, who had made up his mind for something in front of him.

"I just feel..."

"There--"

"they--"

"It's where the lifeline lies."

What are you kidding——

I... I haven't seen it yet, so I have grown up.

I'm not ready to part with Guran yet.

Own...

Own...

How can I die.

And so——

How can something happen! ! !

The sword box was carried on the body, and the hilts of the six frost swords were covered with frost, so the left hand rested lightly on the hilts.

"It can be changed—"

"absolute..."

"It can be changed."

"..."

the other side--

The black and red paper kites steadily carried Guran and the others to Xuanwei Mountain.

Although because of being hugged by the waist, pressed on the shoulders, and gently pressed on the neck by the girl's breath, the saint's heart was empty at this moment.

But... Lady Saint is still flying very steadily.

As expected of a girl who was able to suppress and control herself when she faced Gu Ran and drew her picture scrolls, but just a little... her legs were weak and her legs collapsed.

"Sister Guran..."

"Can you see where those people are?" Cang Zhiyin manipulated the maze near Xuanwei Mountain.

Although Dongxu Shengfu is not a master of formation, but...after all, it is also one of the nine heavens and ten places.

The strength of the maze is considered to be at the top among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Especially the formations near Xuanwei Mountain.

It is even more simple and natural, extremely mysterious.

This is why... Cang Zhiyin was so surprised after Meng Ruohuan broke into Xuanwei Mountain.

But now-

Guran said that a group of people had broken into Dongxu Shengfu.

Even... is pushing towards Xuanwei Mountain.

Although Cang Zhiyin chose to believe in the original judgment, she tried her best but couldn't find where the group of people were.

After hovering around Xuanwei Mountain and looking around for a while, she could only throw the question back to Guran.

Therefore, try hard to distinguish the colors between the world and the earth.

After leaving the main battlefield of Ming Feichen and Ming Feinian, the muddy red color seemed less conspicuous.

However, this is not difficult.

He hugged the saintly lady's waist tightly, and his head seemed to be buried in the saintly lady's neck.

Gu Ran closed his eyes, sensing the changes in the aura of the world.

After being hugged tightly around the waist by Gu Ran, with his head buried in her neck, Saint Dongxu suddenly felt as if her whole body was about to break.It was as if there was a strange furnace burning fiercely under his chest, and the fuel filled in the furnace was his own reason...his own consciousness.

She wants to struggle.

But she could feel that Guran's sister was controlling the spiritual energy in this world, looking for the group of thieves.

Even... Guran's younger sister hugging her tightly might not have been intentional.

It's because of my own physique, maybe I can help Guran's sister, and can be used as an 'amplifier' of Guran's aura or something.

What's more... in front of my sister Guran, my body seemed to have given up resistance long ago, letting the trickle of aura blow over my body, letting the girl's breath blow over the soft hair on the neck.

The furnace in the body fills and burns with reason.

Not to mention struggling, the Holy Maiden of the Hole even had to straighten her waist a little to make the girl hug her more comfortably, then trembling... trembling... let the furnace that burns reason burn her body Consciousness and body are burned together.

And the last thing she could do was to bite her lips tightly to prevent the embarrassing and pitiful voice of struggling from spilling out of her weak mouth.

but--

What the Hollow Saintess doesn't know is...the fundamental reason for hugging her, besides being really soft and comfortable to hold her, is...

She flies too high.

I was already afraid of heights, but now I am a little more cautious.

Therefore, I perceive this world.

It is completely different from the general Dongtian Paradise.

Lei Ze's land is full of thunder crystals like glazed glass.

During these billions of years, this area of ​​Lei Ze has been slowly expanding as if it were alive, encroaching on the surrounding land inch by inch, making the area of ​​Lei Ze larger and larger.

So I can clearly feel——

Under this land, there is a terrifying vortex and power that is like a thunderbolt.

That kind of terrifying power is hard for even a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Realm to bear.

In front of that terrifying boundless purple world, even the fierce battle between blue and white outside Dongxuan Mountain seemed less intense.

And above the boundless purple ocean, a murky red color was hidden in the earth, quietly digging towards Xuanwei Mountain.

"Right there!!!"

So he pointed diagonally ahead.

Cang Zhiyin, who was almost burned by the burning reason and the furnace, finally found a place to vent.

"Ah~~~"

She opened her mouth lightly, and the mind-catching demonic sound instantly penetrated the clouds and the land, blocking it in the direction pointed by Gu Ran.

boom! ! !

A violent explosion sounded.

The power in the girl's voice can be seen.

It's just... Guran, who was hugging the girl's waist tightly, bit her lip in confusion.

Is it... my own illusion?

why--

She always felt that sister Zhiyin's magic voice was in her heart, that voice was extremely soft and charming, like a spring water?

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As a mermaid, a mermaid.

Cang Zhiyin has the ability to turn his voice into power and break rocks and open mountains with a shout, which makes sense.

But... Wrapping tightly around the girl's waist, listening to the unconcealable softness in the girl's heart-stirring voice.

The magic sound that cracked rocks and opened mountains sounded like a spring water in Guran.

That's... interesting.

Therefore, he concealed all the weirdness on his face in his heart.

In the future, I won't be yelled and fainted on the couch.

That would be embarrassing.

No, no, I obviously didn't agree to the marriage between Lingyan Mansion and Dongxu Sheng Mansion.

I and Sister Zhiyin are just ordinary 'confidants'.

What kind of weird things are you thinking about?

The kite descended rapidly, and soon came to the vicinity of the explosion site.

Perhaps it was because Cang Zhiyin's attack smashed through the camouflage of the guys who were digging and sneaking in the ground, and a terrible breath permeated the smoke from the explosion.

As the thick smoke dissipated, several figures hiding in the cloak could be vaguely seen.

The leader is a slim and graceful woman.

She raised her head and looked up at the direction where the paper kite fell. The hood of the cloak slipped off, revealing a head of flawless and straight silver long hair, and a pair of clear eyes that were as watery as a clear spring.

So he looked at that woman.

I don't know if it's my own delusion.

Therefore, I always felt that I smelled a familiar smell on that woman.

That gentle and demure temperament and feeling... just like...

"White Moon Maiden".

The desolate and dry appearance of the woman after being ravaged by him in Longyuan reappeared before Guran's eyes.

After suddenly thinking of the White Moon Saint, the aura of the woman who raised her clear eyes and looked up at him suddenly became even more prominent.

That's right—

The woman exposed from the billowing smoke and dust looks exactly the same as the White Moon Saintess in temperament and figure.

Even that flawless silver hair is the same as the Baiyue Maiden in Guran's memory.

Even the eyelashes, like the White Moon Maiden, are flawless silver.

According to common sense, when you see such a strange woman, you should record everything you say.

But... so I looked down at the woman who covered most of her body under the cloak, but the folds and shadows of the cloth outlined her graceful lines.

She found that the first feeling that arose in her heart was disgust.

fantastic--