The body has been destroyed and only the soul is left. It can almost be said that the border lord who has cut off the road ahead is worth it? Can you wait for Rakshasa Mingyuejing to rescue him in person?

Although the plot for Jing has not been completed, has the Jing Kingdom really not heard the news? Isn’t Zhongshan Weisun publicly targeting the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower in Jing Kingdom?

The matter of "Ming Yong" ended without any success, but instead gave Yan Sheng in Mengdu. Whether Li Guo complained about the failure of the Three-Pin Xiangqi Tower?

Chen Suan had a quarrel with the front feet and the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower, but his back feet died. Couldn’t Jingguo stare at the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower?

Under such circumstances, the Rakshasa Mingyuejing, who has disappeared for a long time...Does she dare to show her head?

The question has an answer.

The blood moon is already shining brightly. The originally terrifying environment is actually a bit crazy and intoxicating.

From the colorful moon, a voice that was hard to tell the difference between male and female: "You mean, is there only one way to break this magic cage without hurting the border...?"

The flowing colors wove into the air a void hand, pointing like a sword, and gently stroked at Zhongshan Weisun: "I keep my reservations, but I recognize this is the easiest way."

The bright moon of Rakshasa not only dared to show its head, but also came to Shengguo. It was in Xiyue Garden and forced to break into the [Prison], which was to kill Zhongshan Weisun!

In the appearance of this garden, Zhongshan Weisun is still fighting against Bian Qing's Pure Land Spirit, and has already gained an absolute advantage. He can't see any shadow of the bright moon in the Rakshasa - except for Bian Qing's eyes, it is colorful.

Except for Zhongshan Weisun's heartbeat, it suddenly became quiet!

A coldness arose from the spine, and a huge fear pressed on the heart.

[Nanming Lihuo] is useless, [Prison] is useless. The third magical power that he could not explode on the river viewing platform was still unable to explode today.

Before this horizontally cut finger sword, all his supernatural lights were extinguished.

It is the truth of the world, facing the bright moon of Rakshasa, how pure it is like an ant.

As strong as the top real person Gao Zheng, he stepped on the threshold of half his foot. He could jump with just one thought, but he couldn't even get past the Rakshasa bright moon.

Zhongshan Weisun is not as far away as Gao Zheng. Even though he is ready to welcome everything, he has already smelled the rotten smell of death at this moment! The scent of decay and destruction seems to have damaged him.

Just at this moment, there was a angrily shout that shook the sky: "Rakshasa bright moon is pure, it's you! You are looking for death!"

A vigorous and powerful fist seemed to condense from nothingness and slam the hand woven by colors.

The East Heaven Master Song Huai was born and had no birth and came to the sky. His tall figure looked like a monument, which saved the ghosts and monsters like smoke, and the colorful light disappeared.

This is the fist that creates the world and divides yin and yang. It not only blows away the hand that intertwines colors, but also divides the "lei and empty world", and bursts out a human form that intertwines colors.

The bright moon of Rakshasa is only here!

The color has faded, the blood has dimmed, [Prison] has been wiped away silently, Xiyue Garden is still calm.

You can even hear the faint sound of Qi Ya and the others drinking and chatting on the other side of the garden.

Bian Qing's soul wearing colorful clothes was still hanging in the air, and the magic cage that was launched in the opposite direction from the "Soldiers and Demon Slaying Armor" still imprisoned her.

Zhongshan Weisun stood directly opposite the prisoner of the soul, feeling a chill that spreads over the heavenly spirit.

He reached out and touched the top of his head, only touching the debris of the hairpin... his entire scalp was flattened!

He held the little bit of debris in his hand.

Chen Suan gave him the hairpin...

It's gone.

The cold sweat was pouring out densely at this time.

If the Dongtianshi took action a little later, he would have died.

Brother Chen Suanwu, you have a spirit in heaven, can you save my life? He asked in his heart.

It was not until Zhongshan Yan Wen, who was wearing two snake spears in his hand and the armored one fell in front of him that Zhongshan Weisun realized that he could move. He was actually not fragile, but he also shouted in a trembling voice: "Grandpa!"

Zhongshan Yan Wen only looked back half of his head and glanced at him: "Isn't this not dead? What kind of death? If it weren't for your debt collection evil, I wouldn't be half a point worse than Hu Yan Jingxuan. Today, maybe I'm still not the opponent of Rakshasa Mingyuejing, and I wouldn't be so slow to wait for the rabbit."

Yan Wen, who was very strict with him since childhood, loosened him after Duerfeng. The atmosphere of getting along between grandparents was easier than before.

Even the incident of Du Erfeng can be used to make fun of.

Standing behind grandpa, I felt an infinite sense of security. Zhongshan Weisun Quan wiped a cold sweat without any sign of it: "I can't make a sound, I'm dead here, and you're not happy."

Large pieces of color are floating like autumn leaves.

Song Huai's tall body stole the steps, showing a sense of magnitude and majesty.

The powerful Dongtian Shi and the mysterious master of the Three-Pin Fragrance Tower have already fought!

But the preparations made by Zhongshan Weisun for this moment were not only the same - the reason why Zhongshan Yan Wen did not fight out as soon as possible was because he had more important things to do.

At this moment, the God of Killing spear suddenly rang!

The rumbling sounded like a dragon turning over thousands of miles. The sky and the earth were reversed, and the loud sound of the sun and the moon moving seemed very far away.

And in the eyes of real people like Zhongshan Weisun—

Returning to the real Xiyue Garden, it seems to have turned into a mirage at this moment.

The sky seems to be infinitely lofty, and the garden seems to be infinitely vast.

It seems like a curtain of heaven is being turned down, making this place a whole new world.

The small Xiyue Garden is of course shrouded in this world.

Even the Eastern Heavenly Master Song Huai, and even the Rakshasa bright moon are all in it.

The celebrities of Shengguo who left the battlefield early did not know the changes here. They did not dare to come over to disturb the elegant atmosphere of the eldest son of Jingguo. They were still waiting for Zhongshan Weisun to give an explanation, appreciate some sweetness, deceive themselves half drunk and half awake, and drink half-true and half-falsely...

Today, Zhongshan Weisun is already qualified to feel the reality of this world and see how changes happen—

With the hidden blood moon of [Prison], it will return again at some point. But the blood faded away in an instant, turning into a snow-white moon.

This crescent moon breaks through it.

The bright moonlight refracts in a trance.

Suddenly I woke up like a dream.

The moon turned into a woman with a narrow knife in one hand, standing in front of the void, with a huge cold light, and a cloak swept through the night, rushing!

She had a face that was actually gentle, but her eyebrows were like a knife, her lips were pursed and proud, so she naturally developed a terrifying momentum.

The voice was cold and slashed like a knife: "Do you know that you are afraid at this time?"

She was Tang Wenxue, the eldest princess of Zheyue in the Great Jing Empire. She kicked Gong Xiyan’s female hero with a divorce letter!

As soon as he appeared, he connected the arrangements in various places, locking up this space and time, hoping to achieve success in one battle, and slaughter the saint with a knife.

The killing nature of Zhongshan Yanwen is known to everyone in the world. He said "I am not dead yet", and his heart is also filled with fear and hatred. He is angry about the danger of loving grandson, and wishes he could eat the bright moon of the Rakshasa alive!

Once the blockade of time and space was completed, it rose up with a snake spear, and the evil spirit filled the sky, roared into a tornado, and directly rushed into the confused color.

It was bright red in an instant, brighter than other colors.

In front of Princess Zheyue, Zhongshan Weisun was not frivolous and scattered, crushing all his nervousness and said in a low voice: "It is inevitable to go through life and death. But if you want to hunt a strong man like Rakshasa Mingyuejing, how can you not pay a little price?"

He spread his hands and stepped on the flames of Suzaku and raised high: "I am ready and willing to be the price of this."

A hand was lightly pressed on his shoulder and pressed him back to the ground, so that his heroic posture could stop halfway and his unparalleled passion would end. The bright flame of the vermilion bird was also broken into a few fires, and it was swirling around in the air.

Cao Yu, who had his hair light armor, was solidified from the slightest, and he stretched out his long hand and held the delicate treasure bow across the air.

The famous bows in the world are all strong bows and sharp arrows, and the weight is the best. The bow of ten thousand stones is stronger than the bow of thousands of stones. This bow is different.

Its name is [Broken Willow], and it is a bow that is bidding with you to share with you, so no one is allowed to leave. It is a bow that bids farewell to you!

It is said that Cao Yuying personally cut off Liu'er when he was young, in order to commemorate a woman who will never come back. This bow, which was originally made of not very special, was nourished by his many years of martial arts and blood, and accompanied him to achieve success and fame. It has become a world-renowned name, and can even be said to be the number one bow in the world.

The gentle and gentle governor Cao stood next to the Weisun of Zhongshan, aiming the bow at the flowing color, pressing the strings without squeezing, but his mouth was not closed: "It is enough to do this level. This is not a battle that you can intervene - you think you are Jiang Wang from the realm of the cave!"

This guy's saliva is more harsh than an arrow!

Zhongshan Weisun said that he actually flew up just to appreciate the battle more clearly, trying to learn something, without the intention of recklessly interfering in the battle... but he was too lazy to speak.

He personally went to communicate with the Dongtianshi, who was hated by the deceased, and invited his grandfather Zhongshan Yanwen, and then invited Princess Zheyue, the Great Governor of Shooting, to set up this big net, and today he was in danger, trying to capture the bright moon of Rakshasa who saw the dragon's head but not the tail in one net.

If the Rakshasa Mingyuejing does not appear, the three-soul spirit-slaying sword is his method, and hunting the second-ranked beauty of Tianxiang is his achievement. Even though the night is late, the fragrant beauties outside the moon will kill as much as they come.

And if Ye Lan'er and Mei Yue take action, his grandfather Zhongshan Yanwen will be the trump card.

Now we are ushering in the most fertile harvest and the best result in our imagination.

Rakshasa Mingyuejing is a person who has begun to seek transcendence, a real "saint". What a great achievement this is to kill the saint here today... the world will inevitably be shaken.

What does Jiang Wang do if you have nothing to do?

He flew gently and covered Bian Qing's Pure Land Spirit: "What is the Yellow River Meeting? Where is the wonderful place here? You are the best host of fame in the world. Many people's best commentary on the event - do you mind giving me a reward here again and discuss it for a while?"

Bian Qian didn't speak.

Zhongshan Weisun was very interested: "Chen Suan kept telling me that you must be a big fish, tell me to hold my fishing rod and not to easily retract the line. I think even he, I probably didn't expect you to be so big that even the bright moon of Rakshasa can hook it..."

"Or--" He looked at Bian Qian's eyes, and the colors had faded, leaving only a broken sorrow. He asked, "Because Chen Suan's death, there were too many loopholes in Rakshasa Mingyuejing's plan, and she couldn't sit idly by the secret exposure you knew, for fear of a mountain collapse. So, at this time... do you have to take the risk of remedy?"

He tried to find an answer from Bian Qian's eyes. Unfortunately, there was no result.

But he still warmly added a lot of protection to this Pure Land Spirit to prevent her from being easily silenced.

This confrontation that reached the top has disrupted the earth's Feng Shui and Fire in this blocked world. The edge of the world that can be seen with naked eyes has created a large number of silence.
To be continued...