I am above the long river of time, overlooking the eternity!

Chapter 31 I saw that within ten years, Qilu would be in turmoil, with mountains of corpses!
Who is this woman with white hair and ruby-like pupils?

and many more!

Could the sword in her hand be
Meng Huangshang was startled and couldn't help blurting out:

"Are you the descendant of Kunwu Sword Pool?"

Among the seven mythological relics in the world, only Fulongshan and Kunwu Sword Pool are swords.

According to legend, the sword of Su Huai, the Kunwu sword sect, relied on swallowing Qi and blood to practice cultivation. It was almost carved from the same mold as the sword held by this woman.

But like Yuxiao Sword Wang Duan, he did not have the blessing of commanding a divine weapon.

But this woman!

It's clear that Qi and Qi are connected, almost a whole, much closer than the hexagram plate between her and Penglai Island!

Perhaps, the talent in this blood sword has been fully understood by this woman.

"Ok?"

Hearing the words blurted out by Meng Huangshang, Chu Qi's eyes turned cold.

In addition to Luo Jing,

When Chu Qi hears 'Kunwu Sword Sect' from anyone, he will feel a kind of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

She just wanted to use the sword to drive people away,

"Hold on."

But from behind, a gentle word came first.

Luo Jing led Ji Yue, who had a happy expression on his face, and personally copied a copy of the "Spiritual Service" Sky-Poking Spear Ji Yue, and walked towards the main courtyard where he had already cleaned up a lot, but his vitality was still intact.

The black armor on both sides all around gave in.

Looking at Meng Huangshang and the young boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old next to her, Luo Jing raised his eyebrows:
"Qi Cheng Zhou Tian, ​​a martial arts saint, and this little brother, who is three or four years younger than me in bone age, has already perfected his strength and started refining his marrow. This martial saint has been trained well."

"I wonder what's the purpose of coming here to Polu Ji's Mansion?"

"If it comes because of Ji Zhuolu's death,"

"Then do it."

"I, the king of Fulong Mountain, Dongxuan, am not afraid of any revenge."

The visitor stood with his hands behind his back. Even when facing the 'saint of martial arts', he remained firm and motionless. He looked calm and gentle, and his words contained a touch of fierceness.

Not long ago,
Luo Jingcai killed a statue and was truly convinced.

Now there is another one. Although he looks much more powerful than Ji Zhuolu, he may not be afraid if they really fight!
"Brother Wang, you are worrying too much."

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaobai, who had been held by Meng Huangshang, his eyes lit up.

He looked at the young palm master with cold eyebrows in front of him, took two steps forward respectfully, and clasped his fists:

"'King Qilu' Yan Nanbei pretended to invite all the martial saints to the mountain, but he caused all the seniors to die in mysterious circumstances. He has a blood feud with seven sects and seven sects including us. It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this hatred."

"My master, Meng Huangshang, comes from Penglai Island, one of the 'Seven Wonders of Qilu'. He is the current island owner. He traveled all the way to Yanyun just to contact the Fulong Sect and conquer the Snowy Mountains together!"

"I was passing by Polu County and happened to see you, Brother Wang. Master was ready to help, but it turned out"

Jiang Xiaobai looked around and saw those fierce Xuanjia soldiers being obedient, and couldn't help but admire them:

"Big brother is a young hero, rare in the world. Although Zhuolu was a hero for a while, when he saw big brother come out of the blue, he was just like inserting a bid to sell his head, and it was broken with just one poke!"

After saying that, Jiang Xiaobai took two steps back respectfully, leaned closely against Meng Huangshang, and stopped talking.

However, when looking at Luo Jing from behind the woman, he still smiled shyly, with admiration and admiration, and his expression did not seem to be fake at all.

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaobai's manners were so elegant that it made people feel comfortable to look at him.

In response to this, the viciousness in Luo Jing's heart also dissipated a little, and the expression on his face became much calmer.

"Penglai Island"

He thought about it.

"It turns out that the owner of Dream Island laughed at me in person."

"The turmoil in the Polu Ji Mansion was just cleared by me, and there is still no room to have a chat with the island owner." "As for this one."

Luo Jing looked at the serious young man in white clothes and crowned head, imitating the appearance of an adult, and paused for a moment.

"Jiang Xiaobai!"

"Brother Wang, just call me Xiaobai!"

Looking at the young man's bright smile, showing his white teeth, full of sunshine.

Luo Ding nodded:

"Okay, what this little white brother said is too serious to cause trouble. With all due respect, I'm afraid it won't be an exaggeration to discuss it for a year and a half. We need to consider it in the long term."

That's a tactful way to put it.

Daxue Mountain is a blood branch of the Yan family of the previous dynasty. It is said that all the secret martial arts in the arsenal of the country were hidden in it, which created its later status.

This place is located on the coast of the extreme east. It is not only covered with heavy snow all year round, but also faces the boundless sea to the east. There is only one road leading to it. If you want to go up to the snow-capped mountains, you need to break through the heavy snow barrier at the foot of the mountain!

No one knows what the background of the relationship is. Yan Nanbei, who is known as the "King of Qilu", can command seven martial arts saints to kill him. Even though most of them do not carry mythical relics, their strength and power can be seen.

According to Luo Jing's idea, since the real flow rate of time will not affect the long river of time.

So it would be safer to wait until when he has concluded the mysterious pregnancy, and when he is not convinced enough, to take a peek again.

When Meng Huang Shang heard this, he looked sad and sighed softly:
"The words of Lord Wang Zhang are indeed true."

"I don't think so."

"We have seven sects spread across the land of Qilu. Although the sect's background is there, we have lost a genuine martial arts saint. We will definitely not be able to recover for a while. If you want to conquer Daxue Mountain, you can't rush it."

"but."

"Fulongshan should also know that the mythical relic of Penglai Island, the 'Star Disk', has the ability to peer into fortune, good and bad luck."

"Don't hide anything from the king,"

"After my junior sister died in Daxue Mountain, I made a divination on Daxue Mountain that day."

"That hexagram calculated a very bad omen, and I also saw that due to the involvement of Qi, seven sects including us were in danger of overthrowing, so I was filled with worries. I used my ten-year life to activate the talent of the 'Star Dou Pan' once, and spied on it. A hidden corner behind the snow-capped mountains.”

Meng Huangshang's voice was a little heavy, using the method of transmitting sound into secrets, and it sounded quietly in Luo Jing's ears, with a bit of fear:

"I saw that in less than ten years, the dead were 'resurrected' in the Snowy Mountains, turning into corpse puppets and wreaking havoc on the earth."

"There is a Taoist holding a long banner, standing on the corpse of a general who is more than ten feet high, looking down at the land coldly."

"Under that kind of natural disaster, not to mention the master, even the saints in martial arts are like ants."

"The truly terrifying thing has never been 'King Qilu' Yan Nanbei, but the secret behind him!"

"It's even more terrifying."

"We don't seem to know anything about this."

"Perhaps these words will overturn Wang Zhangzun's previous understanding."

"But since the rise of the spiritual tide, mythical relics, martial arts saints and even higher realms are no longer illusory illusions for us, so I think."

"I am afraid!"

"Demons and demons are haunting, and magical passages are not false!"

Meng Huangshang looked at Luo Jing solemnly:

"It can be as short as three years and as long as five years. This is the time I calculated that it is still viable."

"So, during this period of time, Qilu Land must take action, otherwise there may be unpredictable consequences."

"Therefore, I, Penglai Island, are going to use this as an early warning to contact the Qijue Sect and see if we can persuade the nine great clans to use 16 factions to jointly attack Daxue Mountain and completely eliminate the danger in the future!"

"Regardless of the warning, I just want to say that the sect hates me. I only hope that Lord Wang Zhang can help Penglai Island in the future!"

Luo Jing listened to the top secret transmission.

His brows slowly wrinkled.

(End of this chapter)