Juntian map

(PS: Thanks to the monk Ben Nanbei and the young monk who sang the monthly tickets of Xiaoxiang's two friends.)

"It's the city lord!"

Looking at the familiar figure coming from the cloak and snow, it is no exaggeration to describe the mood of Li Dian and others as "unfortunate or not".

Yan Lingwei's respect for Luo Changfeng was not just because of his father Luo Ling. Although the destruction of the Great Yan Kingdom had a direct or indirect indelible relationship with Luo Changfeng, he also let him go for the ten years of no saints in the world.

Fengxue Yincheng is famous all over the world, allowing the people in the city to live and work in peace and contentment. Yan Lingwei is unwilling to be attached to anything in the merits and demerits.

They only hold swords in their hands for the remnants of the old country in a city. As for the others, in the words of Commander Yuwen, let them be left for future generations to argue.

Luo Changfeng, who was covered in silver hair as pale as snow, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked from a distance at the red dress, waving to himself happily like a girl who was secretly happy in her 20s and shaking his head helplessly.

Then, Luo Changfeng's gaze finally moved to Yinglong, which was swept the wind and clouds' backs. Looking at the pair of eyes full of hostility and blood, Luo Changfeng's first glance felt incomparable!

Unbeatable!

During the past ten years, he has worked with foreigners in Fengxue Yincheng.

A sword on the banks of the Wei River killed seventy powerful aliens and praised them in the world, but no one knew better than him about the difficulties and dangers of aliens.

As he knows, among the alien races who came from the broken world through the boundary of the Tianxi Mirror, the titles of the God-Sake General and General Tiance are the most terrifying.

Their cultivation is comparable to the saints or saints in this world.

If he met one or two people by chance, he would not be dead for a lifetime. But when the alien army eroded this land without any scruples, he could not imagine how the saintly world today would deal with it!

Luo Changfeng calmed down and looked at Ying Long who had been trapped in the Dragon Lock Pond for countless years. A broken sword came out of the palm of his hand, and the sword name was not restored.

Luo Changfeng said, "Your opponent is me."

What a concise word.

What a cool sword holding.

What a worshipful look.

Looking at the majestic figure, An Hongdou's heart and pretty face were filled with indescribable satisfaction.

I think she didn't care about the cold words of others in the past, and still held the Linglong sword in her hand and picked all over the capital. What was she planning? Isn't she just trying to find a real hero to be her Ai Hongdou's wishful husband?

If you are like this, what else can I ask for?

"It's really boring."

An Hongdou's beautiful eyes blinked.

"But I just like your boredom..."

...

Ying Long, who had been trapped in the Locked Dragon Pond for thousands of years, did not think the guy with a black robe and white hair holding a broken sword in his hand was interesting at all.

Facing the sudden appearance of the figure, he was even a little afraid.

He felt that Luo Changfeng had an extremely ancient and familiar aura.

The breath was vaguely related to his memory before he fell into the Dragon Pond, especially when the latter's broken sword was tightly held in his hand, this long-standing memory fragment rushed into his spiritual consciousness, allowing him to flap his wings and escape from the distance.

The impulse.

The Yinglong, who is respectful in status, ranks among the divine generals of Tianxing, suppresses the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness: "Are you the Lord of Fengxue Yin City?"

Ten years ago, the entire Qiushui Villa was slaughtered by Mr. Lao and used the clan's secret method to unlock the seal of the Dragon Pond, Yinglong was already a free person.

But he was too weak at that time. He did not dare to leave the pond easily until he was uncertain whether there were still saints in the world. However, General Tiance, who was ordered, wanted to protect the safety of the gods and wait for him to recover. Therefore, he has always been

Since then, Qiushui Villa has become an unknown station for foreigners to hide and settle down.

In the past ten years, Yinglong has heard of the name of Fengxue Yincheng and what General Tiance planned.

Luo Changfeng said, "It's like a fake one."

Ying Long tentatively said: "You are not my opponent."

Luo Changfeng smiled: "I have to fight before I know."

Lock Dragon Pond has been dark for thousands of years. Even though the other party was once a noble Tianxing divine general in the alien army, his cultivation level was greatly damaged after a thousand years of imprisonment. Luo Changfeng expected that the other party would no longer be as high as his former peak. Even if the two had a huge difference in cultivation, It's also impossible to fight.

Just as An Hongdou said, he has always been a guy who knows it is impossible to do it and is determined to end.

...

Yinglong, who had wings on his back, roared angrily.

Even in the chaotic disaster countless years ago, he has never been so despised.

The bloody eyes were exposed with evil spirits and blood. The dragon whiskers as thick as branches were raised up, and the dragon claws were revealed. He wanted to tear the figure apart.

However, in the next moment, a strange and majestic aura suddenly enveloped the sky with angrily wind and clouds.

Yinglong suddenly felt something was wrong.

Luo Changfeng and An Hongdou also immediately noticed it.

I heard a sound echoing in the sky, and the woman's voice: "Where is the evil dragon?"

...

There is a sea south of Jiangling in Tiannan, called the South Sea.

A beautiful island with flowers blooming and beautiful scenery floating in the South China Sea for many years. People call it the Flower Island.

People have always thought that the island was bottomless and followed the wind and waves, and there was nothing strange about it. But something happened ten years ago, which completely changed the deep-rooted understanding of the islands of countless people in Tiannan.

Ten years ago, two saints appeared on Baihua Island. Immediately afterwards, a stunning battle that was rare in thousands of years occurred on the island.

During that battle, a nine-tailed tiger-headed beast with a human head appeared. It turned out that the beast had been hiding deep under the sea, carrying the Baihua Island on its shoulders.

The result of that war was the death of a saint from the Tiandong Temple.

...

Now, the Kaiming Divine Beast is drifting on the Baihua Island.

A woman with slender arms and wrists carrying flowers and blue silk shawls and skin as snow as snow, naked with her jade feet off the island, and she walked leisurely on the unscathed Jiangling water surface.

She is the owner of Baihua Island, Baihua Immortal, and the master of Xiao Xiangyu, a doctor girl. She is also an old friend who once joined forces with Emperor Yutian to kill the statue of Tiandong God, and killed each other and was still in chaos.

Half a month ago, Qiushui Villa locked the dragon pool and stolen hundreds of flower islands, causing harm to the medicine gardens everywhere.

Now, the fairy of Flowers comes to seek debt.

She called out: "Where is the evil dragon?"

...

Ying Long, who is at the height of heaven, is extremely vigilant.

In the chaotic disaster thousands of years ago, the army of alien races and countless powerful men fell in the hands of a great hero.

The man held the supreme treasure Juntiantu in his hand and looked down upon all the heroes. He was also sealed by the ancestors of the Mingyue clan in the Dragon Locking Pool without seeing the sun.

I thought that thousands of years had passed, and the chaotic disaster of the heavenly way had come again. Without the Nine Blades of Heaven, his alien army would definitely occupy this world like a wind sweeping away the broken clouds.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I left Longtan, I encountered such a fearful character.

The most important thing is that the man in black and white hair and the woman who came to the island had the residual aura of the sky map that he feared the most.

A breath is as sharp as a sword.

A hundred herbs have sufficient spiritual energy.

There was also the woman in red, and the sword dance just now made him feel familiar...

Ying Long, who claimed to be awakening the gods, entered the world alone and did not dare to be careless. The dragon wings suddenly rolled up a violent black wind, raising scenes of lake water thousands of feet high, sweeping away the Mingyue Cicada and other tribes disappeared without a trace in chaos. .

(PS: I mentioned Yinglong here. I used him to describe it, not it. By default, he will transform into human form, not beasts, but just aliens.)