I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

"Drink and drink."

Holding a jug of wine in his hand, Jiang Ming, who was covered in black and dirty, with a greasy face, happily walked along the mountain path.

The two pairs of straw sandals under my feet were tattered, without any complete shape.

It's also happy to be at ease.

The place where he lives is located in a mountain forest on the outskirts of the capital of Nanzhao. He built a thatched hut when he came here.

Whether it is far or near from the capital of the country, the foot strength of ordinary people will take about an hour to walk anyway.

If he used the flying sword or the technique of Yukong, it wouldn't take a few hits.

It's just that the liquid spiritual power in the dantian in his body is billowing like a tide, which can only be seen but not touched.

There is no difference from ordinary mortals.

If it wasn't for borrowing more than 100 taels of silver from a senior brother he knew well when he came here.

It is estimated that he really has to take a bowl or find a job to support himself.

After Jiang Ming walked around, he took a sip of wine and sat down to rest.

I'm still planning to have a good understanding of the world of life in my thatched cottage tonight.

I only thought about being in the southwestern border area.

As long as there is no notification from Shushan to go back or other arrangements, they will all drink and eat meat, and have a cool time, and it is not in vain to come to this world of mortals.

Everything in the world is in a glass of wine, and you can understand it naturally after drinking.

The world of mortals refines the mind, drinking is the world of mortals refines the mind...

Jiang Ming took a sip of the wine and let out a long sigh, but his thoughts flew out of his mind!

In his head, he was guessing the bloody scene of Yang Chen and the brothers from Shushan lurking in the Great Tang, fighting against the Great Tang army in the realm of cultivating immortals.

Every time he thought of this, there was still a trace of resentment in his heart.

"Oh, there are shooting stars!"

Jiang Ming looked at the two streaks of light across the northern sky, one red and one black.

But he didn't know that a place to the north of him was making a huge commotion.

Plus he couldn't use his cultivation at this time.

Such a long distance naturally does not know that there are other practitioners fighting.

There is no more wilderness in the mountains and forests.

The vegetation in the forest was broken in a mess, and the huge rolling stone was split up and down.

Two clouds of different colors filled the air, covering the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside.

"Little fox, we have fought against each other just now, your ability is not my opponent at all, Young Master Huang?"

A short, middle-aged man sits on a chariot suspended in the air.

Naturally, several of his subordinates drove the chariot for him.

On the other hand, he talked to the woman in the red dress who was running away in front of him with some teasing and joking.

From time to time, a faint yellow sword qi shot out from his hand.

"Follow me, if you obey me, I will let you go, and you can get a lot of benefits from the human world."

"In the future, even if you enter the road to the starry sky, it will help you win opportunities. Good luck will allow you to return to the demon world brightly, upright, and respected by all demons."

"You must know that the road to the starry sky is full of dangers. How many monks from the Six Realms are buried in it."

"Didn't you come to the human world to find some items in advance that can help you survive the wrath of the stars?"...

The woman in the red skirt looked a little pale, she didn't say much, and tightened the clothes on her body that had been punched out by the short middle-aged man.

The pace under his feet was astonishingly fast, avoiding the sword energy flying from behind.

"Ridiculous!"

The short middle-aged man was obviously a little impatient, and his red nose twitched.

The patience for the woman in the red dress has also decreased little by little in today's chase.

The other party is really ignorant and doesn't know what is good or bad, thinking that he is so worthless as the descendant of the dignified Jinxian family.

"Zhao Er, Wang San attack me!"

"Yes, master..."

Two muffled, strong men swayed and stood in front of the chariot.

Each of them took out a magic weapon similar to Weng Jin's hammer, and circles of black and yellow light emerged.

"The death light of Huangquan..."

Sensing the threat behind her, the woman in the red skirt was startled, and nine pink phantoms appeared in her hand.

He was then thrown out.

rumbling...

The black-yellow light seemed to be able to track people, even if the woman in the red dress split into several clones, they would chase straight to his body.

With a muffled snort, the woman in the red skirt flew out of the heart after being hit, and a mouthful of blood spurted to the ground unstoppably.

The entire ground where it hit was cracked.

"Oops, trouble!"

The woman in the red dress sighed inwardly when she saw several people from the boundary who were chasing him rushing towards him.

I didn't want to come across such a troublesome thing in less than a few months after I came out of the demon world.

I only regret that he didn't bring helpers out by his side, so that the people from these lands could unite together.

"Hehehe, can't the little beauty run away?"

At this moment, the hair of the woman in the red dress is scattered, and her gorgeous long dress is in a mess, her face is like gold paper.

But it adds another three points to make people love.

The short, middle-aged man jumped off the chariot, holding a strangely shaped three-foot long sword, condescendingly looking down at the woman in the red dress, reaching out to touch the woman's face in the red dress.

The look in the eyes is full of trepidation, and he has already planned in his heart how to train the girl in the red dress.

This woman is not an ordinary person in the mortal world, but a member of the famous fox clan in the demon world.

People of the fox clan are famous for their beauty and charm, and they are rare beauties in the six realms of heaven and earth.

The power is huge, and it is rumored that there is a Nine-Tailed Fox Immortal in the family who has the strength to reach the Immortal King.

And it has an extremely deep relationship with that mysterious master of the demon world.

The power that can own the Immortal King can be regarded as one of the best existences in the six realms of heaven and earth.

Under normal circumstances, they generally would not leave the demon world.

Those who can cross the boundary are generally those whose strength has reached above that of a fairy.

How can this kind of person be provoked by him who is not as powerful as a fairy now?

Even if the family behind him is extraordinary, what can he do against the equally extraordinary fox family?

He came out from the earth, intending to look for the good fortune left over from the ancient times in the human world.

At the same time, wait for the opening of the star road gate during the year.

However, he was extremely lucky.

A few days ago, when I was watching the excitement, I came to the barren Western Regions of the human world, and encountered such a beautiful thing.

At that time, an earth-shattering ray of light and a coercion above that of a celestial being came from the direction of the Western Regions.

Coincidentally, I also ran into a woman in a red dress who came to the Western Regions to watch the excitement and observe things.

It is simply a supreme enjoyment to use it as one's own concubine or personal maid.

The Jinxian patriarch of his Huang family couldn't even ask for a maid from the fox clan.

Instead, he got it first.

Compared with those girls who grew up under the nourishment of the lifeless environment in the world, the little beauty of the fox clan in front of him is more lively and lively.

"roll!"

Seeing that the other party wanted to touch her face, the woman in the red skirt turned her face to the side and spat angrily.

The short middle-aged man's complexion changed, he handed over his odd-shaped long sword, and said coldly.

"Do you want to keep your face beautifully, or, ugly, Wan Furong?"

"The dharma sword formed by the condensed yellow spring water in my realm cuts your face, even a true immortal can't resolve it for you."

"You'll see your face keep rotting and rotting until it's like a zombie skeleton!"

"Pooh…"

"I, Zhao Liying, will not be afraid of threats like you. Look at me, what is this?"

The woman in the red dress sensed the aura on the edge of the sword and knew that what the other party said was not a lie.

It is impossible for her to be the maid of this ugly and wretched man.

He dared to run out of the demon world alone, and planned to break into the greatest fortune and the most dangerous star road Tianmen in the six worlds after next year without fear of death.

With a hard heart, he took out a bead glowing blue from his heart and placed it in front of him.

"Isn't it just a rotten bead? You take out this kind of toy that a three-year-old child can play with to scare me."

The short middle-aged man saw the woman in the red dress take out a bead the size of a baby's fist.

There is no coercion or spiritual entanglement on it, ordinary ones are like glass beads.

Moreover, it is still a defective product with cracks.

He couldn't help laughing out loud on the spot, becoming even more unscrupulous and rampant.

He is gearing up to do something to the woman in the red skirt, and accomplish something beautiful in this mountain forest.

The short middle-aged man's subordinate also laughed meanly, and threw out a few magic weapons to seal off the surrounding void, ensuring that the seriously injured woman in the red skirt had no means and ability to escape.

Their young master has meat to eat, are they afraid that there will be no soup to drink?

"Let's be buried together! You ugly fellows, and you short winter melon."

The woman in the red skirt glanced at the people in the boundary in front of her eyes as if she was looking at death, and said in a cold voice, which was different from ordinary people.

A blood-red light appeared in the azure blue bead in his hand, spreading all over the bead like a spider web.

"Five Elements Thunder Bead, explode..."

"Young master, it's not good, go back quickly, this is the secret magic weapon of the fox clan, use more than half of the body's blood essence to launch an attack far surpassing itself!"

The people behind the short middle-aged man seemed to realize what was in the hands of the woman in the red skirt?One by one, their complexions changed drastically and they rushed forward to stop him.

"late!"

The woman in the red dress quietly patted a yellow charm on her body, said something weakly, and then threw the beads in her hand into the air.

An earth-shattering thunder flashed, and the vegetation and plants in a radius of ten miles were all turned into wasteland and fly ash.

At this moment, Jiang Ming, who was walking in the forest outside the capital of Nanzhao, thought he was drunk.

Only those powerful cultivators in the southwest noticed this thunder that was already able to catch up with the attack of the heavenly immortals.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, feeling that the current world is becoming more and more unclear and chaotic.

"It's another heresy, making trouble in the sacred land of Nanzhao Kingdom. It seems that the moon god should descend as soon as possible."

Baiyue looked at it with a stern look, followed by several black-robed believers in the same attire.

In a temple in the midst of barren mountains and swamps, the eyes of a young and beautiful woman in blue with white hair flickered a few times.

In Leizhou, which is close to the southwest.

Datang's army of cultivators gathered in Leicheng and the sectarian forces who received the notice fell silent.

Seems to be thinking about something making this movement in the southwest.

Accepted as a registered disciple by a certain mysterious person in Shushan, Yun Ting, the prefect of Leizhou who was in charge of the announcement task of the Great Tang National Teacher, kept drawing something in his hand?

Hearing the movement from a distance, he frowned, and sent the news back to Chang'an.

……

The Nanzhao Kingdom at night is very quiet, everything is quiet, and the moonlight shines on this country wrapped in mountains and forests.

Boom.

It seemed that something fell from the sky and just hit the house under a big poplar tree.

The messy grass was flying, the dust was flying up on the ground, and the bamboo poles and logs fell to the ground with a clatter.

The flying birds in the forest were even more startled and flew into the air.

"Who, who is smashing my house?"

Jiang Ming, who was soundly asleep on the broken bed, mumbled subconsciously and smacked his mouth.

Then he turned over to pose in a large font, and continued to sleep soundly.

Didn't notice a little white guy the size of a football under the bed.

"Ow!"

A wolf howl from outside the forest not far away broke the silence.

"Strange, I haven't heard a wolf howl after sleeping for several days. This forest is so close to the city, how could there be wolves? I guess it's because I've been drinking too much and hallucinated..."

Jiang Ming heard the clear howl of wolves and grabbed two straws to plug his ears.

So as not to disturb the peace of mind.

But for some reason, there was a throbbing in his heart for no reason, and Jiang Ming felt his heart beating much faster than usual.

It was as if someone was silently reminding him to be safe.

As a fourth-generation elite disciple of Shushan, although the cultivation base in the dantian cannot be mobilized for the time being, the former practitioners feel that they are still there.

A sense of panic and confusion suddenly woke Jiang Ming up from his sleep.Subconsciously sniffed his nose.

Jiang Ming frowned, opened his relaxed eyes and began to search around.

There was obviously more aroma in the air that didn't match his thatched cottage at all.

The thing that surprised him the most was that the walls and half of the roof of his house were gone.

It took him a few days of hard work to build a thatched hut, and it just disappeared.

The moonlight shone unobstructed on his bed through the sparse leaves.

"Fucking bastard, which guy deliberately smashed my house?"

"Also, there really is a wolf appearing in the relationship, it's not just a dream!"

Sensing that the crisis was approaching, a pair of gloomy eyes looked at his room not far away.

Jiang Ming was already aware of the approaching crisis in his heart, so he jumped up and jumped off the bed.

With a snap, his foot slipped, and he fell directly to the ground.

He rubbed his forehead that was still aching because of the close contact with the ground.

At the same time, he picked up a four-foot stick to resist the door, and put all kinds of broken furniture he made against the cracked wall.

Holding a stick in his right hand, Jiang Ming looked at the pack of wolves approaching the house with piercing eyes.

The momentum is not down, but the heart is still beating drums.

"It's such a dangerous time, why hasn't the seal in my body been released? Is this master's skill really supernatural? Or is he trying to trick me?"

"And why am I so unlucky, these wolves are all leaning over, my small body is not big enough for them to squeeze between their teeth."