Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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At the same time as the dark sky fell, the Canglan Da□□Fang Tianzhu trembled slightly, and a gleam of light was suddenly lit up from the foot of the Tianzhu, and then flew away in all directions.

After ten breaths, the entire continent was once again brightly lit.

In the past ten years, in order to deal with the invasion of the ghost race, Jiutian Yasheng teamed up to set up a formation based on the square pillars, which was only used to fight against the dark sky, eliminate the ghost aura it brought, and return the Canglan Continent to light.

As long as the ghost domain projection never descends, the sky in Canglan Continent will not be dark.

"All sword cultivators, the first form of Luohe swordsmanship, please sword!"

"Stand back, doctor! Gather up the calm!"

"Faxiu enters the formation first, and after entering the formation, attack in the northeast direction!"

In the ten breaths before dawn, the battle had already begun.

On the other side of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there was a team of dozens of people galloping across the barren plains of the Northland. When the dark sky fell, they immediately adjusted their formation.

At the forefront of the team, a sword light lit up first, and it went towards the sky unstoppably, cutting through the darkness suddenly.

Then there was a sword light following closely behind, following the trajectory of the first sword light, it soared into the sky, and the sword momentum suddenly turned over the team, passing by two by two, and after several repetitions, a sword formation was formed on the spot.

The light of the sword illuminated the square inch of the world, awe-inspiring killing intent erupted, a formation of pure and calm energy was formed at the same time, the ghostly aura disappeared, and the next moment, all kinds of Taoism poured away in the northeast direction like a gust of wind and rain!

"Whoosh!"

Where the attack landed, there were roars one after another.

But the sound didn't only sound from the northeast direction.

Instead, it came from all directions, forming a rumbling echo, echoing endlessly in the earth!

"Om-"

At this time, the Tianzhu formation was formed, and the sky light reappeared, but the battlefield that regained the light fell into a moment of silence.

In front of and behind this team of no more than twenty people——

It was countless ghosts, which fell at the moment of the formation of the dark sky, completely blocking their way forward and back, leaving no room for them!

"Wh-wh-wh!"

The roar of the ghost sounded again, but this time it seemed to be quite rhythmic, with each sound rising and falling, as if giving orders...

Ling Rongqing, who was standing at the front, suddenly changed his face when he heard the words.

"Form an assault formation, protect the medical repairs, and break out as quickly as possible!"

"This is not an ordinary attack! Nine days of communication, behind the ghost, there are high-level ghosts commanding!"

The young sword cultivator holding the sword focused his eyes slightly, raised the tip of the sword lightly, and threw out the sword brazenly in the next moment.

"Luohe Nine Swords, Sweep the Light Dust!"

An extremely violent sword intent erupted suddenly, sweeping across the battlefield like a hurricane, and anyone touched by the sword light was crushed mercilessly!

"kill!"

Ling Rongqing raised his sword, breaking through the encirclement like a sharp blade, and broke out a passage in an instant, followed by everyone from Luohe Academy, all kinds of Daoist sword moves without reservation——

In the vast black torrent on the wasteland of the Northland, a line of blood is rapidly forming, heading straight towards the Demon Palace!

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"White Deer Academy listened to the order, and a team of six people will go ahead to investigate. If there is any accident, gather nearby and return to the Academy!"

At the moment when the world fell into darkness, Ye An quickly reacted and gave orders to all the students.

There was imperceptible caution in his order.

"I'm going to fight for them."

At the same time, Qi Xiaoqi suddenly got up, grabbed the Shuanghua sword and walked out, his figure disappeared into the sky in a flash.

"As soon as there is news, I will send you a message immediately."

Ye An silently watched Qi Xiaoqi's retreating back, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and sent a message to the empress who was far away in the imperial capital.

He got up and walked to the sand table, frowning tightly, feeling a little heavy.

The light in Canglan Heaven and Earth reappeared, but Ye An knew that this day would soon change again.

He has already determined where the energy hidden behind the dark sky came from.

More than ten years ago, he had personally experienced this strange, terrifying and shocking atmosphere in Hedong.

——From Ghostland Projection.

"Dean Xiaoye, the deployment of the imperial guards has been completed, and the leader tells you that the imperial city is safe and sound, please rest assured."

A low voice came from outside the door, Ye An calmed down a bit, and said, "Okay, where's the Guards?"

"Already set off, we can reach the unfinished mountain before dark."

Ye An took a breath and said softly, "Understood, let's go down."

He knew that even if the support of the guards had time to catch up with the battle, it would not have much impact on the battle situation.

Now that Tianzhu is on the battlefield, only Yasheng can turn things around.

"Hold on, Ye An, there's a fool waiting for you to forgive him."

The scholar put away the folding fan carefully, touched the fringe of the fan tenderly with his eyes, and then held the judge's pen at his waist, his face gradually turned cold.

Before the Nine Heavens Yasheng came, he had to stabilize the unfinished mountain battlefield.

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"The formation is formed, and the dark sky temporarily retreats."

Outside the Valley of Wrath, the students of Zhongzhou Taixue lined up quietly. Ruoyu stood at the front of the line, looked at the sky above his head, pondered slightly, and made up his mind after a while.

"Students of Taixue, prepare to—"

"Not yet."

Her words were suddenly interrupted, and a gentle voice came from far and near, but it unquestionably rejected Ruo Yu's decision.

The girl in white with a sword was slightly startled, and looked sideways.

In the nine heavens, a person came on the clouds, and the ghost energy disappeared wherever he passed, and he dared not offend him in the slightest.

The visitor was wearing a sky-blue robe, with a gentle and handsome smile on his face, and a wooden waist tag with the word "Pei" engraved on it.

It is the master of Wangdao Peak of Luohe Academy who is holding Yijing Sub-Sage Pei Xuan.

This peak master, who was very low-key in Luohe Academy and rarely showed up in the past ten years, was the first to rush to the battlefield under Tianzhu before all the sub-sages.

"Master Pei." Ruo Yu looked a little surprised, "Why did you come here?"

After she finished speaking, she reacted quickly, her face immediately became solemn and vigilant, and she subconsciously held down the flying sword at her waist: "Has there been a change in the Central Continent battlefield?"

Pei Xuan smiled gently, raised his sleeves lightly, and suddenly a small world fell on the spot, enveloping everyone.

A piece of verdant green leaf floated in the palm of the green-robed Yasheng, and it rose up to nine days in a flash, expanding rapidly, and finally turned into a canopy that covered the sky and the sun, firmly protecting the entire Zhongzhou world.

There was a sudden darkness between the sky and the earth.

That was not because the sky and the earth were covered by the green leaves, but because the sky light of the Canglan land was once again eclipsed.

Ruoyu opened his consciousness, looked into the distance with concentration, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

There was an incredulous look in her eyes.

"That's... the ghost projection..."

On the sky of Canglan Continent, there is now a magnificent but extremely strange scene.

A phantom so huge that it was almost as large as the sky and the earth suddenly appeared, covering all the light of the sky, and making the dark sky fall again.

In that phantom, a complete city gradually appeared.

The streets in all directions are straight and orderly, the alleys are criss-crossed and criss-crossed, hundreds of square-like neighborhoods are brightly lit, shadows flicker around, and the ghostly aura rises.

Their eyes were as red as blood.

On the Canglan Continent, countless people understood at the same time.

The sky and the earth are turned upside down, the zenith is high, Gaohuaxiong City, black shadows and blood pupils... Everything in the ghost domain these years is no longer a secret that few people know. Now this dark sky that appears on the zenith of Canglan Continent——

It's ghost projection!

"boom!"

The ghost domain projection collided with Qingye Tiandi, knocking off the emerald green leaves suddenly, and fell straight down a thousand feet before stabilizing with a slight trembling.

Aoba has already dimmed a lot.

Pei Xuan stood in front of Ruo Yu with his hands behind his back, his face pale.

It is naturally extremely difficult to use the power of the sub-sage to counter the entire projection of the ghost domain that has descended completely.

If there were a few more collisions, that green leaf might be completely shattered.

But even so, it can only be so.

"Stay here quietly." A gentle but firm voice sounded in Ruoyu's ear, Pei Xuan suppressed the idea of ​​this little sister Luohe wanting to make a move, and said softly, "The battlefield on the ground is where you should go , the things in heaven are our business.”

The first round of confrontation with Huangquan Projection can only be played by them, Nine Heavens Sub-Sages.

"rustle."

There is a brackish sea breeze blowing from the south, carrying moist water vapor, and soft drizzle suddenly falls wherever it passes.

When the rain fell on the green leaves, the edge of the leaf that was originally slightly drooping suddenly stretched, and the green leaves suddenly shrunk to half of their original size, but they were more concise and delicate, revealing a compelling greenness.

It was the greenery of hope.

"There is no problem with Central Continent."

On the far edge of the mainland, in the sparsely populated South Island, isolated from the outside world, two figures, one tall and one short, stand side by side, looking towards the north separated by an ocean.

Wearing the most formal combat uniform of the priesthood, Cheng Shu respectfully bowed down to the white-haired Yasheng next to him.

"Nan Dao would like to thank Peak Master Bai Luo for his help."

Bai Luo gave an unremarkable "Hmm", raised his chin slightly, and signaled the young priest of the Nandao Spirit Clan to get up.

He looked at the young man in front of him who had been taught by the priest to obey the rules, and his words and deeds were extremely strict and solemn, his eyes were a little bored.

They also have facial paralysis. This young priest of the Spirit Race is a bit too dull, far inferior to their future head of the Luohe Academy.

Bai Luo looked towards the north, and sighed in his heart.

He's starting to miss the little fish someone fed his body on dry.

In front of outsiders, the serious and meticulous Senior Brother Luo He really always makes people want to bully him until he blushes and cries for mercy.

"Cough cough."

Bai Luo, who accidentally wanted to go astray, gave a low cough, pulled back his wandering thoughts, and concentrated on looking at the formation below him.

A steady stream of spiritual power poured into this formation from his body, gradually lighting up the entire South Island.

The extremely complex runes are engraved on the roads of the South Island, extending to every corner, and now they are being awakened one by one.

This formation, which was carved by the high priest of the South Island before ascending to the sky city, can keep the South Island free from the projection of ghosts for [-] days.

That's why he still had enough energy to use the power of the formation to support Zhongzhou from afar.

"The projection of the ghost domain is the most concentrated collection of Devil May Cry. The square pillars should not be so fragile, so that the ghost domain can be easily broken through." Cheng Shu said softly, with a dignified expression, "The fall of the ghost domain projection is enough to prove that it is possible to break through the ghost domain." Anyone who easily touches the Tianzhu is actually a ghost within the ghost clan."

"They are all great practitioners, these people..."

Bai Luo frowned and said slowly, then looked at Jiu Tian with a slightly terrified expression.

From the east, west, and north, there are small worlds opening one after another.

At the foot of the mountain before the end of the Donghuang Dynasty, a red dress came with thousands of clouds. The rumored owner of Tianxiang Tower, Mo Xiang, sat high on the clouds holding a piano, drinking with his head up, and leaning over to pluck the strings. extreme.

The clouds and clouds in the sky are intertwined in front of the projection of Huangquan like a brocade, so soft that it can be torn apart, but it is covered layer by layer alternately, as if endless.

"Thousands of clouds are flowing, the sky is full of red clouds, the fragrance of wine is floating in the sky and the earth, and the meaning of peace of mind can be crossed."

Standing in the courtyard, Ye An looked up at Jiutian, smiled lightly, and admired him all over his face.

"It's really good to add fragrance to the red sleeves."

He stretched out his hand to catch a stream of light coming from the sky, and the smile in his eyes suddenly deepened.

The blooming red lotus kept spinning in the palm of his hand, and finally turned into crimson spiritual power and submerged into his body.

It was a secret red lotus letter, with a part of the emperor's seal of Empress Donghuang attached.

Travel thousands of miles to protect your people.

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When the dark sky first fell, everything in the Northern Demon Palace was still as usual.

"The power of the magic palace cannot be moved, just defend the capital."

"The troops of all the demon sects will immediately concentrate and be careful."

"Show me the ghost prison, no matter what happens, be sure to guard the gate of the ghost prison!"

In the Palace of the First Demon General, which was protected layer by layer, orders came orderly from the study room, and then were quickly transmitted to all parts of the Northland.

"What's the matter with Wumingyuan? The ghost clan broke through the Chishui River? Very good, let them fill the Chishui River with their own lives if they can't hold on to the reinforcements."

In the study room, Xu Shishi looked at the huge map in front of him, his eyes fell on the chaotic Wumingyuan, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was extremely gloomy.

He is only in his early 30s, and in terms of the demons who live for hundreds of years, he is just a kid, not to mention that Xu Shishi's realm is only in the middle of the state of keeping quiet. The strength of CUHK far surpasses others.

But at this moment, there was a moment of silence inside and outside the hall, and no one dared to open their mouths to intercede.

Since ten years ago, this talented boy who turned out to be born in the sky entered the magic palace with the tacit understanding of all parties, and his majesty has become more and more serious. Every time he holds a file in his hand and gives orders lightly, it is almost impossible to think of his age and state. .

With the elders' house as the backing, and Mo Qi showing no intention of suppressing it, it didn't take long for Xu Shishi to become the actual controller of this demon palace.

Inside the palace, he was called "Eleventh Lord", while outside the palace, he was called "Eleventh Highness".

Everyone felt that Xu Shishi would be Mo Qi's successor.

"Young people, don't get excited, it's just that the Chishui River was broken."

In the deathly silence, a cold voice resounded faintly, easily dissolving the tense atmosphere in the hall.

Mo Qi leaned against the window, silently looking at the sky above his head, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was already at the door.

"Have I ever been afraid of fighting with the demons of the Northland? Just kill them and go back."

"Mo Qi, that's a ghost projection!" Xu Shishi raised his voice slightly, "——don't try to escape the discussion just like this!"

The young ruler of the enchanted palace expressed concern in his own awkward way.

"come back earlier."

Responding to him was the back of Mo Qi who left gracefully, and the crimson magic pattern rose from behind the tall demon's back, and the violent magic pressure rose suddenly, piercing the dark sky with a roar, and rushed towards the place where the ghost aura was the strongest !

"You stay in the magic palace, guard here well."

The voice belonging to the first magic general fell on Xu Shiyi's ears, with a faint smile.

"Leave the confrontation in the sky to us."

At the same time, a small world was completed in the east, west, and south of the Canglan Continent, and the pressure of the four sub-sages suddenly came, and they went against the sky, colliding fiercely with the projection of the ghost domain!

"boom--!"

The first round of confrontation between Huang Quan and Cang Lan really started from the Nine Heavens!

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"here we go."

In Luohe Academy, Luo Qingqiu stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the projection in the distance, and said softly: "The four sub-sages can join forces to temporarily compete with the projection in the ghost realm, we still have time."

"We don't have much time." Beside him, the white-haired spirit clan elder lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "The formation of the South Island can last for thirty days, but the longer it drags on, the worse the ghost projection will be. If it is condensed, it will be more difficult to break."

"There is no abnormality in the Sifang Tianzhu, or we can't find the abnormality."

Luo Qingqiu sighed, looking at the small town in the distance, with a shameful expression on his face.

"I didn't expect that after a thousand years, we still need the help of my uncle and Mian..."

"Admitting one's inadequacies and failures is a necessary hurdle on the road of practice."

Old Wen smiled and said, also looking in the direction of Luohe Town.

"Sifang Tianzhu is related to both of them, indeed only they can distinguish clearly."

There was an imperceptible sigh in the voice of the elder of the Spirit Race.

"The chess game is a small world..."

It turned out that thousands of years ago, the curtain of this drama had already been lifted.

And after a thousand years have passed, the person who personally arranged this drama that spanned a thousand years behind the scenes will really come to the front of the stage——

To drop the last curtain with your own hands.

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