The Rebellious Emperor Dragon of Thunderbolt World

Chapter 100
The sun rises and the moon sets, the moon sets and the sun rises, and it changes for several days. The demon world dies down, while the righteous side continues undercurrents, and the miserable land ushers in a short-lived peace.However, the short-term peace is short-lived after all. No matter which side knows, when the flames of war between the two sides are rekindled, it is the time when the battle between good and evil will be decided.

In Xiaoyang Valley, the mysterious master of the past had a sense of the future disasters, so he forged the sword and halberd of killing demons.The sword in it, called Divine Sword Tianqi, was tempered in the Xiaoyang Valley by the fire of three thousand feet underground.

As the disaster of demon world invasion becomes more and more serious, and more and more people are affected by the disaster, the theory of hunting demons with swords and halberds is rampant, and it seems to be the last hope of the world.And at this time, once news of the destruction of the Demon Surveying Saber comes out, this hope will turn into deeper despair in an instant.This is also the reason why the Demon Lord obviously doesn't care about the theory of detecting demons with swords and halberds, but still trades with Huanyu Zangqi.

"Ah, ah, Mo Junru is really a model worker among model workers, and you keep making trouble." Outside Xiaoyang Valley, Kuanglong came with a smile as agreed with Yan Mo Hanyan.

"Ha, it's fun to keep fighting, otherwise it's no different from a dead man!" Behind Yan Mo Hanyan, he still followed Shesheng Tongzi. ;As the holy halberd was seized, Teng Xielang no longer needed to stick to the magnetic heart source, and was naturally transferred back by Yan Mo to be in charge of guarding the magic city.

"Ben Kuanglong is not interested in fighting. This time, I want to see that knife broken. Thinking of that Yuren Feixie's knife is broken into pieces, Ben Kuanglong feels good enough!"

"Ok?"

Yan Mo Hanyan's original intention was to let Kuanglong laugh to guard the periphery, and he would take the more trustworthy Shesheng Boy deep in; but Kuanglong said so with a smile, but refused to guard the outside.Yan Mo Hanyan knew that Kuanglong had a strange heart, and if he refused, it would not be impossible to leave in a huff.

"Then forgive the child, you should stay outside!"

"Yes!"

The mad dragon was hostile to the righteous way several times with a laugh, and it was difficult to tolerate the righteous way, which made Yan Mo Hanyan let go of his guard, and brought the mad dragon to Xiaoyang Valley with a laugh, looking at the deep pit in the valley. The fire pit, the mother of three thousand feet underground, is where the magic sword is smelted.

"This time, it will become absurd to detect demons with swords and halberds!"

But seeing Yan Mo Hanyan slowly draw out the magic knife and cry, and was about to throw it into the fire pit, at this moment, in the forest in the valley, the tone of the erhu suddenly sounded, like complaining like admiration, like weeping like complaining, the sound echoed, the demon king Turning around abruptly, with a slash of saber energy, he saw an elegant figure in white clothes and black hair sitting on the boulder in the forest, and the erhu moved with his hands, as if playing a song—an elegy!
"Well, it's you, you are not a feather!" The unexpected person made Yan Mo Hanyan stunned for a moment, and at this moment, the sound of the poem horn shocked the smoke and dust, the red cloak fluttered with the wind, and a burly God of War walked out posture.

"Sa Fengzhan, ask Tu Han, who will drink with you, and who will dare to be the gatekeeper? Yan Ji will not be returned!"

The Holy Halberd God Sigh returned to Yan Guiren's hands, the God of War in the Central Plains disappeared without a trace, and the swords and halberds gathered together. Yan Mo Hanyan just woke up at this moment, and he was unknowingly caught in the situation.

After asking a roar, he slapped him sharply, but he was an unexpected person, wanting to kill him!

"Don't panic, the devil, the mad dragon will cover you with a smile!"

There was a wild laugh, but it was a poisonous palm, the demon king was completely defenseless, Deng was severely injured by a palm, and the magic knife in his hand was released, Yuren Feixie exerted extreme speed, mastered the heavenly cry, and re-matched on his body.

"Partner, I'm back!" Yuren Feixie said, stroking the blade gently.

"Laugh at the mad dragon, you!" The devil's heart was running, and as he healed, the devil's eyes became more fierce, and his murderous intent skyrocketed.

"Devil Lord, Demon Lord, the mad dragon is a villain, how can you trust a villain so easily, you are really naive enough, hey hey." After a few wild laughs, the mad dragon turned away from the light and covered his head. Go, "Let's go, don't you like the joy of fighting, Ben Kuanglong will send you a piece of hell difficulty happiness, two people, double the happiness, thanks me!"

The mad dragon left, but Yan Mo Hanyan was caught in the situation. Facing the siege of swords and halberds, the situation of reconnaissance came true.Yan Mo Hanyan is fearless: "Can a good game come true? The swallows belong to the people, and the feathers are not scorpions. This seat is up to you, how to detect the devil!"

At the same time as the accident happened in Xiaoyang Valley, two more poem horns sounded, and three people, in three directions, besieged Xiaoyang Valley, only to kill and pardon the boy!

"The true God, the true sage, is also the true immortal. The channel to master Confucianism is to master the virtuous; the mysteries in the mind are endless, and he governs half the sky of civil and military affairs."

"A young man loves to be romantic for no reason, and when he grows up, he is free to write and do nothing; Wan Zhangxun is alone, and a hundred years of latitude and longitude are in a bottle."

"what!"

The refined fairy Tan Wuyu, the pharmacist Mu Shaoai, the sword madman and the sword idiot Ye Xiaochai, the three masters of the Central Plains Zhengdao have come together, and they are trapped in the battle against the top warrior in the devil world-Xie Shengtongzi!
"It's a trap, it's not good, Demon Lord!" Seeing the person in front of him clearly, the Shesheng boy was worried about Yan Mo's drought, and he was so angry that he immediately caught fire, shaking all directions!

"Worrying about Yan Mo Hanyan, why don't you worry about yourself first." Tan Wuyu spun the dust, and behind him Feng Liujian lightly vibrated, and jumped into his hands, "Let Tan Mou experience the power of the gatekeeper of the Way of Forgiveness! "

In the alien world, the flame demon city, and in the vast sea forest, Yan Mo Hanyan and Shesheng Tongzi left, leaving only Teng Xielang to guard the demon city.

At the moment when Teng Xielang had nothing to do and was idling outside the magic city, he saw the holy energy was in the air, clearing away the evil, and Teng Xielang felt an invisible pressure threatening the entire Flame Demon City. .

He saw that above the sky, a colossal figure moved slowly, cutting with knives and axes, with a beautiful appearance. It was the foundation of the righteous way and the place where the cloud people lived-Pingshan!
At this moment, in the vast sea forest, the wind blew up, and a white-haired figure stood facing the wind, with a dazzling sword. People descend; six dragons clear the way, and the emperor dragon arrives.

"Mountains are flats, clouds are waves, and the world of mortals is the Taotao.

"Golden chariots head to the six dragons, and clouds drive to listen to Shi Yuchangfeng. With a cup of wine, poems and spears in hand, once they climb the sun and shoot into the sky!"

"Practice Emei, strong enemy!"

There was only a bang, and Pingshan fell to the ground, covering the entire vast sea, and it was only a short distance away from where the magic city was.Holding a naginata, Teng Xielang looked at the three figures approaching the magic city. He was arrogant and unruly, but there were only two words left in his heart - despair!
"After today, the magic city will not exist in the world!"

Yun Ren lifted it like this, several sword qi came out sharply, Teng Xielang transported the demon soldiers in his hands to meet him, after a few clangs, the corners of Teng Xielang's mouth turned red.

And at the moment when the flame demon city was in danger of being destroyed, the man wrapped in iron chains in the depths of the alien demon world slowly raised his head and turned to look at the entrance of the demon city...

　It's so difficult to write about swords and halberds, I'm going to die! ! !

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