Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Yunjing stood up and said, "I have some things to deal with, so I won't be here to accompany you."

After that, he turned around and left.

Everyone in the hall was discussing carefully, each with their own thoughts.

Shi Yan also stood up and said, "I also have something to deal with, so I am out of company." As he said, he left with his hands.

Among the strong men present, several others stood up and left.

Soon, nearly a third of the people left in the hall.

There were two-thirds left, sitting there, not salty, and continued to look at the projection on the Yunxu ancient battle platform.

...

In a wide plain, the sky is clear, the grass is vast, the surroundings are quietly uninhabited, and tall trees are sparsely scattered, like giants guarding this place.

In addition, only the cool and quiet wind blew by, making a whistling sound, giving people an artistic conception of the vastness of the world and the insignificance of people.

Yang Yun's face looked gloomy, and he paced silently in this Cangyuan. With every step, he was involved in the cool breeze between the sky and the earth, and the weeds undulated like waves.

Yang Yunjing suddenly stagnated, his face turned cold, and said coldly, "Who is it, come out."

"Hey, what is it that makes the emperor who controls the double rankings and sits in the central world so uneasy?"

A laugh came from the void, and a figure slowly condensed.

He is a man in black clothes with a three-foot green sword at his waist, and his facial features are as firm as a knife, with beautiful beards and smiling eyes.

Yang Yunjing said coldly: "Lu Yukui!"

Lu Yukui smiled slightly and said, "I'm very curious, why does a Yang Qingxuan make Master Emperor unable to sit still?"

Yang Yun's eyes condensed, and said: "Can't sit still? Huh, I just have something to do suddenly, so I will leave temporarily."

Lu Yukui chuckled, "Oh, isn't it? This Yang Qingxuan is so strange, why is it also surnamed "Yang"?"

Yang Yunjing glanced at him deeply, his face calmed down, and said lightly: "Yang Yi's surname, there are millions in the world, what's so strange."

The corner of Lu Yukui's mouth flashed sarcasm, and he clasped his fist and said, "Hehe, it seems that I am over-concerned. If this is the case, I will leave."

"Hold on."

Yang Yunjing's face suddenly sank, and his vigilant consciousness swept around, and then said, "Lu Yukui, speak straight!"

Lu Yukui stared at the emperor, his joking expression disappeared, and he said coldly: "This Yang Qingxuan, is it 20 years ago..."

Yang Yunjing's face seemed to be covered with frost, and he nodded gently, and said, "It should be."

Lu Yukui's eyes flickered and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

Yang Yunjing looked back at him and asked, "What do you think I should do?"

Lu Yukui's eyes burst with murderous intent, and he clenched Qingfeng's sword at his waist, and said coldly: "Naturally, it is a disaster!"

Yang Yunjing raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, and let the cool breeze blow his face.

Lu Yukui said, "If the tail left by the events of the year is not cut off, there will be endless troubles. There is no need for me to remind you."

Yang Yunjing opened his eyes and said, "This person is now the first in the Qingqiu competition, the top ten champion, how to cut it? Is it cut in front of the world?"

Lu Yukui smiled and said, "I thought it was something difficult. What if he could be in the top ten? It would be fine if he could not be cut afterwards."

Yang Yunjing sighed: "In the past few years, I have devoted myself to comprehend the double rankings of heaven and earth, and my understanding of the ways of heaven is increasing day by day. I just feel that this matter will not be that simple.

"Oh?" Lu Yukui said: "If he is a realm in a small area, can he still reach the sky? Now it is not comparable to twenty years ago. Without Ning Qingyao, without Qianchengjue, without Yang Zhao, still Who can keep him?"

Yang Yunjing said, "He is still alive, which proves that Yang Zhao is not dead."

Lu Yukui smiled and said: "Just Yang Zhao, you weren't your opponent back then, so what if you reappear? Yang Family, there are only these two remnants left. You can feel relieved by removing them."

Yang Yunjing groaned for a while, and said: "You let the wind go, just say that the genius children of the top ten and twenty-four families who died in Lunwu were all killed by Yang Qingxuan."

Lu Yukui smiled sarcastically, "Didn't you just let everyone care about in the palace?"

Yang Yunjing said coldly: "The hall is the hall, and it is outside the hall at this moment. It's best to create some opportunities for Mao Baifeng to let the people of the Mao family kill Yang Qingxuan. We will stand up for Yang Qingxuan's justice and abolish the Mao family."

"Haha." Lu Yukui smiled: "You are still as sinister as you always have. But everyone in the Mao family is stupid, and it's time to get out of the twenty-four houses."

Lu Yukui smiled coldly, then turned into a blue light and disappeared into the void.

Yang Yunjing looked at the endless sky, with a lonely expression on his face.

...

In the ancient battlefield of Qingqiu, on a wasteland.

There are several youths in the array, all with blue eyes and quick pinching with ten fingers.

In front of the few people, there was a cyan light, connecting into a barrier, covering a hundred miles, completely isolating the inside and the outside.

It is the joint move of the Wu family disciples-Vision.

"Boom!"

The world shook, and in the eyes, a brilliant light exploded.

The two figures flew out, retreated from the aftermath of the explosion, and stood facing each other.

One person wears a jade mask and a white robe. The wide robe covers the whole body. The prohibition on the mask shields her own breath and outsiders' prying eyes. It is Wu Qiyue.

The other man has handsome features and handsome figure, wearing a silver-gray gown, with a pair of fluffy wolf ears on his head, and dark blue vertical pupils in his eyes.

Wu Qiyue's cold eyes were slightly surprised, and said: "Are you from the wolf race?" Her voice was low and hoarse, making it hard to distinguish.

"You are so annoying!"

The wolf clan youth was forced out of the prototype, he couldn't help but grinned and said, "I know if you don't want to get out? This is the monster of the monster clan, not the place you humans should step into!"

The celebrity in front of him had the same strength as him, but under the suppression of vision, the strength of the two sides was declining, and only the real body could be revealed.

Wu Qiyue said coldly: "In the ancient times, the monster clan was in conflict, and the Qingqiu fox clan and your Canglang clan have always been at odds. When will the Qingqiu ancient battlefield come and go? You decide?"

The wolf clan youth said with shame: "The advantage of your tongue will let me tear your mouth apart!"

His eyes were full of fierce light, and a blue light burst out of his body, and the violent aura filled the enchantment. Under that light, behind him, a ghost of a gray wolf appeared, showing a gray-blue color, fierce and evil.

The young man pinched the tactics with both hands, and a series of runes floated out from his hands, shooting into the phantom of the gray wolf.

The phantom of the gray wolf yelled to the sky with a long roar, and its voice was majestic and desolate, like a wolf summoning his people. Suddenly dozens of phantoms of gray wolves appeared behind him, but it was much smaller than the former.

The youth roared fiercely: "The Cang Wolf month by month!"

The body of the gray wolf bounced up, leading the wolves to besiege, and the fierce evil spirit suppressed it.

Wu Qiyue's eyes moved slightly, and a round of moon shadows lit up behind her, and the sky went dark, only the bright moon was shining.

A gust of wind blew silently, killing intent hidden in it.

"Fengyue is ruthless."

When Wu Qiyue moved, she disappeared.