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In the wild woods, Cyclops hurried forward, but was stopped by a person halfway, "Where are you going?" Wan Xueye stepped out slowly, walking to the side of Cyclops.

For Wan Xueye's arrival, Cyclops was very surprised, "Wan Xueye."

Wan Xueye glanced at the place where Cyclops was injured before, and couldn't help frowning, "Why did you remove the bandage?"

"I'm fine."

Hearing Cyclops' words, Wan Xueye's eyes became a little more dissatisfied, "Even if the prescription of the underworld doctor is really a panacea, your injury can't be healed so quickly. Go back, you still need to cultivate for a few more days."

"I must go to help Qiao Tathagata." Cyclops replied frankly, the worry in his expression was obvious, but the current Central Plains does not have much useful combat power, and it has to deal with the forces of Miaojiang and Huanzhulou , the situation is quite bad.

Wan Xueye was aware of his worries, but this was not a reason to fight with injuries. Before stopping Cyclops, he had already called the members of the Hundred Martial Arts Association to inform Qiao Tathagata, "I have already notified Qiao Tathagata of your injury. The Central Plains You can leave it alone for now."

Cyclops said firmly: "Now is the critical moment, how can I retreat due to injury?"

"Drag your wounded body, what else do you want to do, die?" Wan Xueye's tone couldn't help but be a bit more serious. How could this person not understand what he said?

Facing Wan Xueye's persuasion, Cyclops remained unmoved, insisted on his original idea, and then walked to the place of Baiwuhui, "One more person is more strength, my injury is not serious. "

Wan Xueye raised her hand to block the one-eyed dragon's way, and said indifferently: "Then I will go too."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiaoyue, who was dressed in red and straddled the scimitar, also came to the two of them.

"Wan Xueye, you..." Cyclops was a little surprised by Wan Xueye's words, and Ling Xiaoyue's arrival made him even more surprised, "And Miss Ling, why are you here?"

"The strong one-eyed dragon is right. One more person is more strength. Why not let Xue Ye help the Central Plains?" Ling Xiaoyue replied loudly, "Furthermore, Xiaoyue has other tasks, although it is with you Traveling together is not the same way.”

Wan Xueye glanced at Ling Xiaoyue, not surprised at her arrival, and said to Cyclops: "This is for the sake of righteousness, let's go."

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On July [-]th, in the study of Beijing Wangfu, Jingri Guming and Sanyu Wumengsheng were playing chess. It was a dangerous chess game, and both of them moved extremely slowly.

Sanyu looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, and slowly said: "This time, the Jiulong Tianshu battle is divided into four places, and the key point is where the Fuxi Abyss opens, that is, in the middle of the Jiumai Peak. And ten miles southeast, southwest, and north of Jiumai Peak, Miao Jiang will set up three altars there, and as long as these three altars are destroyed in the Central Plains, King Miao will not be able to change the atmosphere of the earth, regardless of whether the scriptures are true or not. But the Central Plains There is one weakness, that is, its combat power is limited, and this round is too dangerous, according to Qiao Tathagata's thinking, he must try his best to prevent King Miao from opening the Fuxi Abyss."

King Bei Jing smiled shallowly, picked up the hot tea that was still smoking lightly from the table, and squinted his eyes to taste the fragrance of the tea, "However, according to Xiao Wang's previous strategy, the Central Plains is unable to compete in the center, and will definitely seek Attacking the altar, Jiumai Peak is on the border of Zhongmiao, the southwest is close to Huanzhu Tower, the southeast is on the border of the Central Plains, and the north is in the border of Miao. The southeast has the highest probability of being attacked. The magic method is headed by Liang Huang Wuji, so the southeast must be headed by the high priest as the most critical part of the formation. In order to prevent the magic attack from the Central Plains, it must be defended three miles away from the altar. Work, to prevent the altar from being destroyed by the chaos, and Emperor Wen wants to open the demon world, so he will not attack the altar, and will definitely enter the center of Jiumai Peak, Qianxue..."

Speaking of Qianxue Guming, a look of ambiguity flashed in King Beijing's eyes, and Sanyu, who was sitting opposite King Beijing, saw his expression, smiled and shook his head, "Why is that so, my lord?"

King Bei Jing opened his eyes, and there was a strange light in the amber pupils. He glanced at Sanyu, smiled and said nothing.

Sanyu picked up a cloud from the chess box, looked at the white piece between his fingers, and continued to analyze the battle situation, "There are many twists and turns in Jiumai Peak, and the number of people can't give full play to the advantage in Jiumai Peak. Even if there is a map, there is no guarantee that they will not be attacked, so Huanzhulou and Miaojiang must send out elites to enter the Jiumai Peak to cover those who want to enter the Fuxi Abyss. Therefore, Qiao Tathagata must be among the few elites in hand Select people who enter Jiumai Peak to block Miaojiang and Huanzhulou, but unlike Miaojiang and the Central Plains, Emperor Wen's purpose is to open the demon world, and he will definitely use up Huanzhulou in Jiumaifeng Combat power."

Watching Sanyu Baizi settle down, King Beijing put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the battle situation on the chessboard, stroked his lips and coughed lightly, and continued Sanyu's unfinished words, "Ahem~~ Guard the altar, and wipe out at Jiumai Peak. Blocking the troops from Huanzhulou and the Central Plains and letting Xiao Qianxue enter the Fuxi Abyss is the strategy Xiao Wang made for this battle before. Since most of the troops are concentrated at the altar in the southeast, King Miao will inevitably lead a small number of troops. The person who sits alone at the northern altar and wins in the center of Jiumai Peak..."

Sanyu looked into King Shangbei Jing's eyes and said two names in unison, "Little Qianxue, God Gu Wenhuang! / Snow Mountain Yinyan, Jian Wuji!"

The layout of the battle force has already started to be implemented. Yao Jinchi, who had a peek at King Beijing's battle strategy, was extremely anxious, pacing back and forth in the garden, "After the battle strategy was drawn up, the prince was ill. Could it be that Lord Qianxue is really hopeless, no way?" , I'm going to ask the prince..." Thinking about it, he walked to the study.

After walking a few steps, she stopped, her expression was more serious than before, she remembered the expression of King Bei Jing a few days ago, "The prince's illness, besides exhausting his mind, isn't it also sad for the sacrifice of Prince Qianxue, if the prince is willing to Save, can save, how could he not do it, if I beg him to fail, then... time is running out, what should I do, what should I do... By the way, there is another person who can save Lord Qianxue. With a resolution in his heart, Yao Jinchi walked towards the room of the Tibetan mirror man.

Sanyu watched King Beijing drop a son, and suddenly felt a muffled and loud noise coming from not far away. The hand shaking the feather fan paused for a moment, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, "I'm afraid this is the hidden mirror." People know that King Miao is going to sacrifice the Wolf Lord!"

"Ha~ He is an indispensable link in this last game." King Bei Jing pursed the corners of his lips, and smiled a half-smile, which looked extraordinarily cold on his pale face. .

The sky outside the window was getting darker, and the night swallowed up the last sliver of the setting sun. The Cangjing man rushed over the wilderness, intending to prevent the opening of the Fuxi Abyss and save Qianxue Guming. The priests of Miaojiang and the Yin and Yang Duobu performed the Dafa of offering sacrifices to heaven again.The high priest in the north of Wuji Mountain is ready to perform the great method of worshiping heaven and open the Fuxi Abyss.

"Heaven is calling, and earth is responding. I use the bone of the king to call the order of heaven, and the order of heaven is to open Fuxi. There is an abyss in Fuxi's cave. The abyss hides the spirit of nine dragons. Each of the nine dragons is divided into the sky. Wujia will reincarnate once a week. At the time of day, open the crypt in response to the bone of the king of heaven. Sacrifice to the great law of heaven, forgiveness is like a law, sickness!" The high priest and the yin and yang sides each held the bone of the king, and chanted incantations to sacrifice to the sky.

"When the moon reaches the bardo, the Fuxi Abyss can be opened!"

And a little farther away from the altar in the southeast——"Looking back at the sixth day, I am neither a god nor a saint nor a sage. Although my nature is to kill and destroy the law, I belong to Mara and my heart is immortal."

Liang Huang Wuji boarded the altar, looking solemnly at the center of Jiumai Peak, "If you want to sacrifice to the sky, I will block the sky!"

"There are no taboos in the universe, the wind and thunder are ordered, the wrong time, the seal of the earth, the imbalance of yin and yang, the stagnation of the sun and the moon, the great law of the sky, the pardon!"

Three miles away from the altar in the southeast, Qiao Tathagata, Cyclops, and Guo Zheng led the knights of the Hundred Martial Arts Club against the Miao generals led by the female tyrant. led the Miao soldiers, and Wan Xueye met the Huanzhulou people who were fighting with the Miao soldiers.

The three parties confronted each other, and the flames of war were raging. However, in a dense forest somewhere in the Central Plains, there was a silence that was different from the noise of the flames of war. , "January [-]st, pick up flowered clothes. February [-]nd, practice big characters. March [-]rd, wear new clothes. April [-]th, go to the exam. Exam for a champion, sit in a carriage and win the world."

I saw an innocent child who looked like seven or eight years old, dressed in black leather clothes, driving slowly towards Mo Cangli on a Kongming car, and stopped not far in front of him.

Sitting on the Kongming car, the child blinked and looked at Mo Cangli innocently, but there was a trace of maturity and wisdom in his eyes that did not belong to a child, "I didn't see anyone I wanted to see, but let Mr. disappointed?"

Mo Cangli paused when he wiped the bronze mirror, and there was a slight ripple in his originally calm eyes, and his brows frowned imperceptibly, "Another variable. '