Jinlingyue

Chapter 939, Demon Douluo Field ([-]).

Looking at his boss who had gone all the way, Wuyun put on his golden helmet again, and with a light wave of his hand, thousands of hectares of golden sand gathered again, condensing into one golden mountain after another. It has become a golden statue towering into the clear sky.

It turns out that the statues here are all made of gold mountains!No wonder the monsters can't move it!
After turning the Jinshan God into a statue, Wuyun took his little pet and hid in the dense forest of Jinguang God statues.

At the foot of Yaofeng Mountain, the Heavenly Soldiers of the Three Routes have finished mopping up the group of demons and are gathering in the fairy clouds, waiting for Yun Shuai's next order!

Surrounded by Qiuyue, Nine Heavens Xuannv and Bodhisattvas stood under the windy Yaofeng Mountain, looking at the towering Yaofeng Mountain on the opposite side, they couldn't help sighing.

The celestial clouds are as white as snow, bounded by the sword-like peak of Yaofeng Mountain, densely piled up on the side of Wuyun City.

And the magic cloud is black into the pot, and the blackness is also bounded by the magic sword-like peak of Yaofeng Mountain. The monsters roared in the sky above the Western Douluo Field, and the tiger stared at the long-awaited scene in the snow-white fairy cloud. All the immortals, Buddhas, gods and fairies and fairies seemed to be waiting for the final decisive battle.

On the side of Xianyun, the blue sky was like rain, and after a while, the thousands of miles bordering Yaofeng Mountain and Wuyun City were dyed blue and blue, like a sea of ​​blue light and warmth.

On the west side of Yaofeng Mountain, at this time, bright red blood came from the black cloud in the east and west, and red meteorites fell on the side of Yaofeng Mountain from time to time, and there would be bursts of roaring sounds of boulders hitting the ground from time to time.

"Sure enough, it is a good Yaofeng Mountain! The devil's blood crystallized before entering the sea of ​​mist, petrified and fell into the world of mortals! Powerful! Powerful! The owner of Yaofeng Mountain's means of making wind, I am afraid it is not inferior to me! Maybe , It’s much more clever! It’s really eye-opening.”

Standing behind the Holy Spirit, Feng Hou gave a thumbs up, and began to admire uncontrollably.

Looking at the beeping, beeping, booming monster wind blowing from the top of the mountain straight to the sky, Qiuyue also had to admire the thunder flashlight of the master of the Monster Wind Mountain.

Regardless of gods, Buddhas, fairy demons or ghosts, I am afraid that you are extremely vicious, but I am afraid that you only do one thing with one heart and one mind!
"I understand why Yaofeng Mountain has been standing outside the Douluo Field for tens of thousands of years. Without it, how can we send souls to the nine heavens? It seems that we have underestimated the true strength of the Douluo Field .”

Qiuyue said in a low voice.

"It's all right! This Yaofeng Mountain Lord is all about clearing up the wind, and he doesn't think he will get too involved in the disputes and intrigues in this world! It's like the old fairy Wuyun, who is actually an old fairy who sits on behalf of the sky. "

Empress Jiutianxuan also saw the signs, and said with a smile.

On the peak of Yaofeng Mountain, which is soaring above the clouds, the blue fairy light leaks from the side, and three large characters are engraved in hieroglyphics: "West Tianmen".

"There is a line of small characters next to it: Nine Heavens Scholar, Gentleman in the Cloud! Eh, Sister Yue, is this Mr.'s handwriting?"

Holy Spirit whispered to Qiuyue.

"Hmph! Just because of his relationship with Lord Buddha, it's not surprising to write an inscription here. I'm thinking, what is the relationship between him and Lord Buddha and the evil mountain owner of Yaofeng Mountain? I've never heard him say up."

Qiuyue said with some displeasure.

"Otherwise, it was my master Shakyamuni Buddha who asked you to inscribe the inscription! Then, this goblin probably has some ties to my Buddhism! Namo Amitabha! The scribbled ghost painting fox who took the life of our marshal even more than that cloudless city." It's much better, after all, it's much more formal!"

Since returning to her hometown, all the way to the west, Suan Ni has not spoken any more, until she saw the strange inscription on Yaofeng Mountain, and then she started talking again.

"As long as you know! It's obvious that some monster wrote nonsense, and you also believe it. The three characters of "Xitianmen" are strong and powerful, surrounded by fairy clouds. You can tell that it is Mr.'s handwriting at a glance. Look carefully, there are not only There are noble concubines in the eighth heaven who are drunk and the emperor lying down, and there are also celestial maidens who attack the Xiaoxian Palace under the cold moon of the nine heavens, splashing fairy clouds and scattering rain and flowers!"

Poetry has not been spoken for a long time, and seeing the words are like faces, this is also mixed.

"You will report the good news but not the bad news. Why don't you talk about the broken wall sitting in the mouth of the child under the cloud sword?"

Painting meaning has always been clear about the true meaning of Mr.'s words, and he unceremoniously pointed out the key stroke among these three characters.

"Okay! It's not you who wrote the painting, so don't talk nonsense."

Shiqing said with some displeasure.

"I know that you and your husband wrote it behind my back, but it's just a word "Xi", which made some people cry all the time. I'm afraid they cried a lot, right? Isn't it embarrassing?"

Said in a confrontational manner.

"you……!"

Shiqing obviously couldn't bear it any longer, and when she was about to suffocate with Huayi, a voice came from afar, stopping their pair of Nine Heavens Mobao from continuing to quarrel.

"Sect Master Yue, wait! Wait...!"

An old official with a golden body and a golden armor trotted over with two golden children.

"Hahahaha! It's our Nine Heavens Miser who has arrived! Disrespect and disrespect."

When the black dragon saw the God of Wealth, he couldn't help but greeted him with a smile.

"Honorable Black Dragon, all gods and immortals, the old immortal has a reason here!"

The God of Wealth clasped his fists and saluted everyone.

"Uncle came in such a hurry, do you have any orders?"

Qiuyue, who was about to send troops to attack Yaofeng Mountain, saw the God of Wealth, stopped giving orders, and asked with a smile.

"Finally caught up! Finally caught up! Otherwise, it would be a death penalty!"

The God of Wealth couldn't care less about the etiquette of the fairy class, and said to Qiuyue sweating profusely.

Seeing him like this, Qiuyue couldn't help laughing out loud.

In Jiutian, it is reasonable to say that his little God of Wealth is not a great god, but Qiuyue, who grew up in front of the Lingxiao Temple since she was a child, has been familiar with the three-star Lord Fu Lu Shou who often walks in front of and behind the hall since she was a child. Terrible, naturally it is not the same as other star officials.

"Sect Master Yue, this goblin on Yaofeng Mountain is a little assistant that the Emperor and Mr. Tian broadcasted to the old slave. She has an extremely strong temper, but since she was the envoy of Qianyun Jinshan Transit Station in Tianmen, she has never had any troubles. .Although there are demons who repeatedly do bad things, they have never had any wrong thoughts. Every time they deliver the golden energy and golden light to the sky on time and in the same amount. The last gate outside the Douluo Arena is often good or bad, and once gods, gods and Buddhas enter her territory, they will fight if they disagree with each other, which is really a headache!"

The God of Wealth made some incomprehensible remarks, which made Qiuyue be puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

"Grandpa God of Wealth, do you want us to let her go? But until now, she hasn't shown up! Are you worrying too much?"

Misty Rain was amused by the anxious Grandpa God of Wealth, and laughed out loud.

"Oh! That's good, that's good. I'm afraid that you will accidentally start a relationship with her. If you accidentally kill her, it will be difficult for the little old man! After all, there is no suitable candidate to temporarily The person who takes the place of the master of the West Heaven Gate! Thank God, Blessed Lives Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

After hearing what Yan Yu said, the God of Wealth wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)