Refining Heaven and Earth

Somewhere in the Yanghuang, a long shout rushed straight into the sky, approaching the torrential weather, spreading out, spreading hundreds of miles and even thousands of miles.

A figure rose in the sky, and the cold mang in his eyes shot into the distance like a sword, penetrating the void.

Bang!

There were sounds of air exploding within a few miles, and the sword air was vertical and horizontal.

Prince of Warriors! Warriors!

After more than a hundred years of forbearance, he broke through the quasi-sage again, and once made him feel tired and hateful, but this time it was so happy.

It's time for Shame!

"Fang Bai, we are going to meet again."

Prince Wushuang crossed the sky like lightning, leaving Changhong, the sword-strength Changhong, which has not dispersed for a long time.

Ten days later, Prince Wushuang stopped and his eyes became extremely dignified.

"how is this possible?"

The news of the Battle of Panhuang has already spread all over the wild, and Prince Wushuang was surprised when he heard of the news of the Battle of Panhuang.

That was more than a hundred years ago. How strong will Fang Bai be today?

Thought that his strength could easily defeat Fang Bai, now it seems that it is not enough!

"Lian Tianding!"

Prince Wushuang's eyes are hot, but his voice is colder than the tens of thousands of years of cold. "If you take the old man's Wushuang Mansion, the old man will take your Liantianding."

"Looks like I have to go there!"

Prince Wushuang sighed and turned to look at the distant West. After a moment, he passed by like lightning.

The Snow Fairy returned to the isolated island full of heart, and found Mu Sang the first time. I heard that the Snow Fairy said that Mu Sang was moving.

As a quasi-san, Mu Sang naturally knows how difficult it is to break through the quasi-san, and it is a miracle that Fang Bai was able to break through the quasi-sacred from the combined ninth in just over a hundred years.

And this is not the whole of the miracle, and the extra quasi-sanity around him, how did he do it?

"What do you think?" Mu Sang groaned and asked in a low voice.

Snow Fairy said lightly: "This matter is of great importance, and they should be invited to come out and decide together."

"No!"

Mu Sang shook his head: "Once those people come forward, there is no room for recovery. It is more appropriate to settle it as peacefully as possible."

Xuexian smiled bitterly: "The problem is not what he thinks. I can see that he is not only resistant, but even disgusted."

"Oh?"

Mu Sang frowned slightly and murmured: "If this is the case, there seems to be no other option." Having said that, he suddenly paused, "Is there a need to try again?"

The Snow Fairy shook her head, and a slight disappointment appeared on Mu Sang's face. "If so, let them go for it!"

Looking up to the sky, Mu Sang looked dignified, but his eyes appeared hot. The golden-winged Dapeng, the Dragon clan, the town demon tower, and the refining heaven tripod appeared one after another. Is it possible that the savageness will change?

The more Xiu Wei reaches their level, the more he believes in luck, and if these can be concentrated on a person, does it not mean that this luck is against the sky!

The best way to deal with such people is to get in touch, or destroy it completely!

It is up to him to decide where to go!

The dull voice sounded on the island, like Zhong Feizhong, like drums and drums, spreading to every corner of the island.

This is the second time in the history of the island that this voice sounded, and the first time was the destruction of Yaowangzong.

Dao Dao's eyes opened, the fine light shone, and he looked up at the sky, his frown lightly, rising in the sky.

The Snow Fairy and Mu Sang walked side by side, looking dignified, looking at all the figures coming out, holding fists and saluting.

boom!

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The turbulent weather fell, and a black-haired middle-aged man appeared, as if a sharp sword, exuding a mighty kendo.

Everyone looked around in shock, eyes full of deep fear.

"I have seen the war elders." Someone bowed.

"Ok!"

The black-haired middle-aged man waved his hand and found a place to sit down without looking at everyone.

"Haha, you old guy is still this virtue."

A lazy voice came, and a lazy man walked slowly, blinked to sit down, and waved, "Everyone sits."

Everyone sat down and waited quietly, one after another, and they greeted each other and continued to wait.

Forty-five hours passed, and forty-seven people gathered, all of which were extraordinary, and they were all quasi-holy men.

"It's almost here, we won't wait if we don't." The lazy man said lightly: "Xiao Xue, let's talk, what's going on?"

Snow fairy's mouth twitched slightly, it seemed very strange to the term "Xiaoxue", and very unaccustomed to it. After clearing her thoughts, she turned her eyes and said everything.

The Golden-winged Dapeng, the Dragon Clan, the Town Demon Pagoda, and the Medicine King Shending were named one by one from Xuexianzi.

In particular, when they heard the story of Fang Bai's rise, everyone looked more dignified, and a few of them were so murderous and fleeting.

The lazy man glanced at everyone with interest, and then closed his eyes.

After the Snow Fairy finished speaking, the air was frozen, everyone looked heavy, and didn't rush to speak, it seemed that they were waiting for something.

I do not know how long, the lazy man opened his eyes, a slight smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, "Let's talk, what should I do?"

"Bring back and make a decision!" The dark-haired man said coldly.

The lazy man glanced at him meaningfully and smiled, "Everyone thinks so?"

"The words of the elder war are extremely." Someone echoed.

"This person is a variable and should not be taken lightly. It is better to deal with it as soon as possible."

"How many years have there been such a great change in recklessness? Let me say that this person is not a variable at all, but a complete disaster!"

At first, he might still be afraid of his identity. Later, someone simply scolded and identified Fang Bai as an unforgiving generation.

The idle man looked at it quietly, with a smile in his eyes, and never expressed any opinion.

Until the crowds calmed down, they said lightly, "Everyone thinks this way?" Gaze at Mu Sang and Xue Xianzi intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't think this is right!" Mu Sang slowly said, "There are causes and effects, and everything has its cause. Good and evil are so easy to conclude. Where do so many killers come from?"

"It is undeniable that this man has caused anxiety to savageness, but as far as I know, it is a last resort. I really want to conclude with good and evil. I'm afraid he won't be able to turn for a while."

The dark-haired man said indifferently, "Musang, you don't seem to point at this!"

Mu Sang smiled and hugged his fist: "When I return to the war with the elders, I'm just talking about things. Since the war elders asked, then I opened up."

"Things about Tianyuan Mainland are well known. We have been looking for these years, but we never thought that under the control of Zhan Tianzong, the war elders have not mentioned it. It seems something wrong?"

The black-haired man whispered, "What's wrong with the ancestors of Zhantianzong? What's the use of it even if the old man says it?"

Mu Sang said with a smile: "The words of the Elder War are extremely conclusive, and let us not mention it for the time being. Let's talk about Fang Bai and let him know that he is not guilty. I believe this is not the basis for making decisions. Let's talk about what is most beneficial. "

"In addition to the medicine king Shen Ding, the rest is known to everyone. This is a very powerful force. It is more beneficial for us to draw in. Some of his deeds can be seen, and suppression can only be counterproductive."

"So, for reason, I think it's more appropriate to draw in."

Humph!

An old man in a red robe said coldly, "I don't know how to do this. According to the Snow Fairy, how can I win it? Do you want to watch him stir up the wildness?

"Such a lunatic, not punished, but also drawn in, what should we do in the future? Do we want us to turn around and ask him to fail?"

The black-haired man smiled, leaned back, and looked at the lazy man, waiting for him to speak, but the lazy man didn't mean to speak at all, and there was a slight smile on his face.

Mu Sang lowered his head, and the old man in the red robe was in an extraordinary position.

The situation was deadlocked, and when the decision was made, it was silent.