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In front of the alien totem army, on the shoulder of the Dharma statue about twenty feet high, Tianxing Shenjiang Jian still looked as usual, and even his breath did not change at all: "Senior taught you this."

Mu Liang, who had his legs crossed on the sapphire card, said: "In that case, I will withdraw three hundred miles with you and other soldiers, and I will not care about this siege."

The conversation in front of the two world formations outside Zhuluyuan City really shocked everyone.

The contrast between the respect of the second strongest alien from the Huawaitian clan and the casual and fearless attitude of the guy of unknown origin who calls himself Mu Liang is in sharp contrast. It seems that that day Xing Shen General Jian was just a talented young outstanding person in the Hua Jie Realm, and Mu Liang was the one lying on his back in his own clan.

It's ridiculous to think that a saint who has lived in the Divine Enlightenment Realm for thousands of years at the top of Menshan Mountain is ridiculous.

However, the facts are before our eyes, but we can't help but doubt it. In troubled times, the two worlds are competing for the throne, and the righteousness of life and death is no child's play. That day, Xingshen General Jian will not fool the heroes and cooperate with Mu Liang in acting?

"The world here has been passed down for thousands of years since the Troubled Times. There is no guarantee that there won't be dormant in those unknown abyss mountains, uh... old immortals who don't care about worldly affairs." Tiandong Jiujinlan Mulang Xiejun.

"The hidden dragon has been frightened into sleep, and its roar shakes thousands of mountains?" Wu Jiazi, a mountain man.

"Looking at Senior Mu Liang's informal and free temperament, he is probably not a hidden dragon from famous mountains and rivers, but rather a mat seller and weaver in the market." Shuiyue Cave Tianbaifaxian.

"Maybe I am in the same company as the old Jiutou." Shuiyue Cave Sky Bai Zhiling.

"If we were really together, the business of my shop would be bleak." Lao Jiutoujiu said with a smile.

"Mu Liang is here, and he has entered my painting." The master of painting held a pen in his hand, his eyes already filled with light.

"Remember to draw more handsomely." Mu Liang threw it away casually, and the wine bottle in his hand fell on the city wall, and was caught by the Painting Saint. He stood up and stood on the tall sapphire plaque, waving his sleeves and straightening his robes at will.

It caused the rolling thunder and the muffled sound of thunderbolts.

Under the sapphire card, Liu Shisan and the other 24-year-olds were frightened, with disbelief on their faces. They looked up at the figure that seemed to be as high as the sky, and the mountains stood tall...

The smile on Mu Liang's face gradually disappeared, revealing a rare serious look.

He spoke again, and his voice penetrated the sky and penetrated the underworld. The army of alien totems heard this and their hearts were shaken.

Mu Liang said: "Within ten breaths, the totem army will retreat three hundred miles, and they will be fine today. Otherwise, if Mu Liang is here, I won't be able to do anything."

Go out and stop chasing deer."

The world is silent!

The heroes at the head of Zhuluyuan City and the soldiers and horses waiting in formation outside the city all gathered their attention.

There was a lot of restlessness in the alien totem army. The generals of Tiance were furious and gearing up, requesting to fight, hoping to kill the arrogant Mu Liangli in front of the battle.

Tian Xingshen General Shang and General Tian Ce who came from the same sect, the two powerful aliens who are both the masters of the Eighteen Moon Palace are relatively sane and quiet. Perhaps they have heard about Mu Liang's story of breaking into the Longmen Inn alone and then leaving safely.

.It is said that there were not a few strong aliens lurking in the Longmen Inn at that time, including Tian Xingshen General Jian, who had reached a higher level of cultivation. With such a lineup, even the original Bai Zhiqiu and Li Xingyun could join forces. But in the end

, but let Mu Liang come and go as he pleased.

The key is to think carefully...

After looking at Mu Liang's figure from a distance for a long time, Tian Xing Shen Jiang Shang asked: "Is it true that there is no such person in the genealogy of the hundred saints?"

The teacher who came from the same school nodded and said: "It's like he appeared out of thin air. Xiaoxing Zanyue Zhang used all his power, but he couldn't find anything about Mu Liang's past. It seems that he only exists in the present and the future."

Tian Xing Shen Jiang Shang was thoughtful: "Could it be related to Li Xingyun and Bai Zhiqiu? Similar to Di Yutian and Chen Qing? Or is it really the awakening of an immortal who has been sleeping for ten thousand years?"

Admiral Tiance said: "There is no conclusion."

Tian Xingshen changed the subject and said: "Our intelligence network seems to have big loopholes."

During the conversation between the two, on the shoulders of the 20-foot-tall Dharma Prime Minister in front of him, Tian Xingshen General Jian cupped his fists at Mu Liang: "Jian knows that he is no match for his predecessors if he fights alone, so he sent a message to my master, Ji Duxuan, to kill someone from his hometown.

Several elders have been awakened in the tomb. If the elders can give you some advice, it won't matter if our army retreats three thousand miles."

Before he finished speaking, the wind and clouds were seen in the sky, and a cloud-rolling spring appeared strangely. The spring seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and suddenly turned into a huge golden vortex with a radius of thousands of feet, as if connecting the spaces of two worlds.

Gate. The vortex kept swallowing wind and snow for only ten breaths, and the temperature in the area hundreds of miles around Zhuluyuan City suddenly dropped by a few points.

"Huawaitian indeed has a back-up plan." On the sapphire card, Mu Liang stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the turbulent whirlpool quietly. His eyesight was so strong that he could almost see the heavy objects behind the space door.

The three-thirds of the scenery of the outer sky blocked by wind and snow is vaguely composed of thousands of mountains, thousands of water hazards, and millions of ruins.

Then he heard footsteps.

He saw a giant snow-capped mountain in the outer world twisting and deforming, transforming into a white-robed figure of the same height, holding an open sky axe, and then shrinking down a thousand miles in one stride. His body shape and appearance were as big and small as he wanted.

Step into the door of space.

He saw that all over the deserted land and in the mountains, there were countless golden particles as small as mustard seeds, gathering towards a cloud top. The trajectory of each mustard seed after flying was like a golden thread.

Traveling in all directions, he was finally held in the palm of a wedding woman on the top of the clouds. The woman walked gracefully, holding thousands of gold threads in her hand. With a little effort, tens of thousands of golden-armored giant spirits with bones and armor appeared among the mountains and seas.

Stand up and follow the bride across the border.

He saw an old man whose eyes had been gouged out, leaving only a few white hairs on his head. His face was stained with age, his beard was snow-white, and he was as skinny as a stick. He was walking in front of the white-robed figure and the wedding girl.

Quietly and lightly, it seems like a feather floating between heaven and earth.

Mu Liang just casually glanced at the two empty holes left by the eyes that were gouged out, and he had a trancelike illusion of the sun and the moon changing the world. He stabilized his mind, frowned, and stared again. He found that

The hollows in the eyes of the old man in gray hide the bottomless flow of time and place, and traces of the movement of the great road...

A man in a white robe, a woman in a wedding dress, and a skinny old man.

The cultivation energy that Mu Liang felt from these three people was all very close to that of Xingshen General Jian that day. The old man in gray clothes was even more terrifying. It was roughly estimated that half of his feet had stepped out of the shackles of the divine guidance realm.

, not surprisingly, he is a god-born Xianluo who is half a step into the Zhoutian realm.

The three people walked out of the whirlpool, and the wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped.

The space door connecting the two worlds behind him healed in the blink of an eye.

"The world is broken, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the time is constant. The three senior gods, Xianluo, were all witnesses and participants in the war between the two worlds ten thousand years ago."

Tian Xing Shen General Jian jumped up from the Dharma Prime Minister's shoulder to the top of his head. Then, still polite and considerate, he cupped his fists at Mu Liang and said, "There are still some people below who are worthy of being called God Generals."

"I would like to learn from Senior Mu Liang the half-step of Zhou Tian's true divine style, and I hope Senior can give me some advice!"