Chapter 1470: 1482

With the sound, a slender woman dressed in black came from a distance.

Her skin is white and bright, her star eyes are blurred, her red lips are like fire, her long dark purple hair is wrapped in a bun at will, revealing a section of snow-white gooseneck, especially her concave and convex figure, which is extremely hot, emitting a thrilling temptation.

There was a touch of fear in the blue mark's eyes.

This enchanting and sexy woman, named zhuyingxue, comes from the ancient region of Yin Jue and is a first-class noble figure.

It should be noted that in the Yin Jue ancient region, the candle dragon is a well deserved imperial family, and the horror of the inside information is few in the Yin Jue ancient region.

And this candle reflects snow, which is a lineal clan in this vein. It has the terrible cultivation of nine robberies for a long life, and it can't make more progress than thousands of waves.

Different from the ancient wasteland region, the other eight regions have frequent exchanges. Even if they come from different regions, bihen has heard of the power of the candle dragon.

Lang qianheng frowned: "candle reflects snow, I don't need you to intervene in my business."

"The guy who is known as the forest demon God is the leading overlord among the top figures in the ancient wasteland. He is famous. He is like this opponent. I'd like to have a try. How capable he is."

The candle reflects the snow with a beautiful smile, and the star eyes shine with amazing charm.

A fierce look flashed in langqianheng's green pupil, "why, are you going to rob me?"

The atmosphere suddenly tightened.

"Hey, hey, don't fight between you two. Don't forget that we came to this ancient wasteland together this time. If we fight inside, I'm afraid we'll be laughed at."

A tired and lazy voice sounded, and a man dressed in gray clothes and carrying three swords, who looked like a teenager, walked slowly.

His long hair was scrawled, his body was bronze like cast iron, and he was lazy.

It's not strange to carry a sword. It's very different to carry three swords.

But no matter the wave is thousand constant, or the candle reflects the snow, when they see the young man's tired and lazy sword repair, their eyes coagulate.

Wood picking star!

A sword Xiu from the ancient region of daruo, who seems tired, lazy and sloppy, actually has a cold heart of killing and cutting.

The three swords behind it represent the three highest inheritance of kendo.

Daluo ancient region is the world of sword cultivation. There are many schools of kendo, and this wood picking star can stand out among the young generation. Its own strength can not be underestimated.

Therefore, even if there are thousands of waves and candles reflecting snow, they dare not be careless in the face of picking stars with wood.

"Our purpose here is very simple. The first is to talk about a deal with those old monsters in the ancient wasteland. The second is to test the depth of the strong young generation in the ancient wasteland, so as to prepare for the upcoming battle of the nine regions."

Mu chuixing said with a smile, "of course, I know you all despise the ancient wasteland in your heart. You think that the road to the top of this domain has been cut off for a long time, and it is impossible to have any worthy opponents."

"But now you also know that a few years ago, when the top of the land came, a group of talents who set foot on the top of the ancient wasteland emerged, which means that we may have more opponents."

Speaking of this, he smiled again, "well, someone has set foot on the broken road again. Although it comes to the overall strength, it is still far from being comparable to the strong from the eight regions, but after all... It's better than nothing."

"The opponent is too weak, but it's boring, isn't it?" Hearing this, Lang qianheng could not help frowning: "what do you want to say?"

Wood picked star sighed: "haven't you heard it yet? Those who should be despised can still be despised, but those who should be valued must also be valued. This ancient wasteland... Is different from before."

"You can underestimate them and think that this ancient wasteland doesn't deserve to be compared with the other eight regions, but those strong ancient wasteland who set foot on the top should take it seriously."

After that, Mu Caixing took out a wine pot and drank with his head up.

Lang qianheng sneered: "these days, there are dozens of top figures in the ancient wasteland who have been defeated by me. None of them can survive ten moves. You remind me to pay attention to them?"

There was a deep disdain in his voice.

"But your maidservant was defeated and was forced to kneel down in one step," Mu chuixing said with a smile

In a word, it was like beating face to face. Langqianheng's face became gloomy, and the blue mark's face next to him was even more ugly.

"Don't mind, I don't mean to ridicule."

Mu Jiexing still smiled brightly, shook his head and said, "I just want to say that some of the really powerful top figures in the ancient wasteland have not appeared except Lintian, such as SHAOHAO, ruowu, yuan fatian, King xiaojinyipeng, white Dragon Court..."

The candle Yingxue nearby suddenly interrupted, "you're wrong. The White Dragon Court has been defeated not long ago."

Wood picked the star in a daze and said in surprise, "why didn't I hear?"

Candle Yingxue has a charming smile and a Yin judo voice, "because I defeated him. Unfortunately, there is a rule before the war that we can't publicize the battle results."

Wood picked the star and said with a smile, "are you afraid of losing face? It's really going to lose face and suffer. If you're in the nine regions battlefield, you'll lose not only face, but also life."

"Therefore, you asked me to pay attention to those top figures in the ancient wasteland. I really don't have any interest. The weak is the weak. In the past years, the ancient wasteland ended with disastrous defeat in two battles of the nine regions."

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Candle Yingxue said leisurely, "this time, it is doomed to be no exception."

Mu chuixing said with a smile: "of course, there can be no exception. The eight regions work together. Even if there are more top figures in the ancient wasteland, it is impossible to reverse the defeat. But..."

Speaking of this, mu zhaixing thought for a while and said, "the defeat of the ancient wasteland is irreversible, but it's not good if it causes us too much loss."

Lang qianheng sneered: "too much loss? Is it possible?"

Mu tiaoxing said, "well, let's see if you are the opponent of Lintian. Seriously, this person, SHAOHAO and Ruo Wu can be called the leaders of the top strong in the ancient wasteland. Just try their depth, and you can know how much loss these opponents can cause us when the battle of the nine regions breaks out."

"Hehe, that's why I wanted to fight this man. After all, for a while, almost all the other top figures in the ancient wasteland could not shrink out, or closed, or dormant, or looked on coldly, but Lintian stood up."

Candle Yingxue said with a smile, "in that case, you should take him for an operation! Think about it, the leader of a strong man at the top of the ancient wasteland is about to be trampled by me. It must be a wonderful taste, and it will be a heavy blow to them in the ancient wasteland."

The more she said, the brighter her eyes were, with a feeling of eager to try, "in this case, when the battle of the nine regions comes, do they still have the courage to fight us?"

Langqian hengleng hum: "Lintian is mine!"

Candle Yingxue lifted the hair on her ear and said slowly, "Whoever grabs it is who."

Seeing this scene at the bottom of his eyes, Mu Caixing smiled and suddenly said, "we will leave in a month. If you want to deal with this person, you should hurry up. At that time, I will come to watch the war in person and see how you trample this person under your feet."

After saying that, his figure flickered and floated away, and the three swords behind him were very eye-catching.

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"A month later, langqianheng made an appointment with Lintian on the white jade Jing soul refining building!"

On this day, a piece of news came out, like a thunder, which blew up over the ancient wasteland, causing the world to stare.

"Is this to avenge his handmaid?"

"Also delusional challenge Lin demon God, overestimate oneself!"

"Bai Yujing? That's the territory of Tongtian sword sect. Everyone in the world doesn't know that Lintian killed Yun Qingbai, which has long been a thorn in the eye of Tongtian sword sect. However, Lang qianheng put the battlefield point in Bai Yujing. His intention is despicable!"

"Yes, although Lin demon God is strong, he still doesn't have the power to break his wrists with Tongtian sword sect. How can he fight and go to Baiyujing?"

For a time, countless voices of discussion and uproar sounded everywhere in the ancient wasteland.

Even those ancient orthodoxy were disturbed.

"Do these outsiders want to take this opportunity to defeat Lintian and give a heavy blow to the cultivation world of the ancient wasteland?"

"Whether admit it or not, Lintian was the leading figure among the top figures. If he lost this battle, it would be too heavy for the ancient wasteland, and it would probably affect his morale in the battle of the nine regions!"

"I know these foreign enemies have no good intentions!"

The uproar is fermenting, and the eyes of the world are looking at Baiyujing. Everyone is concerned.

Lintian, will you keep the appointment?

When the news spread, Lintian walked into an ancient and remote town.

It was drizzling in the sky. Beside the bluestone Street filled with the smell of years, tender white apricot blossoms were blooming in the misty rain. Pedestrians on the street shuttled in twos and threes among rows of ancient buildings.

Walking into this city is like walking into a splash ink landscape painting, giving people an ancient, quiet and quiet taste.

Lintian was dressed in moon white, with his hands on his back. He walked slowly around the city. He was at ease and enjoyed the scenery along the way.

He didn't know that in the ancient wasteland, the world had already been boiling because of the constant battle.

"The practice of the three paths has been completely completed, and the feeling of the avenue has reached the end of the realm of 'Tao rules'..."

Lintian calmly felt his own situation, like a passer-by walking in the hazy drizzle on the ancient street.

"Although the cultivation of martial arts has passed the God, if you become a saint, you should consider establishing inheritance for yourself and creating your own Taoism!"

Nowadays, Lintian is also the inheritor of many martial arts, such as taixuan sword Sutra, Dayan breaking the virtual finger, Tianyuan six cuts, nine changes of robbing the dragon, the martial arts power in Da Zang Ji Sutra and so on.

Each martial arts inheritance has a unique mystery and unpredictable power.

Lintian knew that anyone who had great attainments in the holy way created his own way.

Create your own way with your own way!

This is the foundation of every Holy Land figure.

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