C402 (2/2)

Turn your head and look up at the sky.

Wind together, blowing the grass swaying, vast sky, overcast clouds, thunder roar, as if angry, even something dare to challenge its dignity again..

A three foot green front traverses the sky and completely smashes the clouds.

That's Xiaoqing, and it's the ultimate sword of his life.

Li Long was also shocked by Xiaoqing's decision. For a long time, looking at the torn golden cracks in the air, his face was also rare with more appreciation and respect.

”I'm not as good as you.”

Li Long's voice was light, but it spread all over Jiuzhou.

Attracted countless people's attention.

Today's last sage in the true sense of Jiuzhou actually says that he is inferior to others?

Who the hell is that guy?

Seeing that the crack was slowly healing, li long did not hesitate any more. ”I remember your sword, old man!”

With that, Li Long rushed into the torn golden crack.

Then an air wave erupted from the golden crack, the cloud dissipated and the crack healed.

As soon as the heaven and the earth are clear, it seems that nothing happened just now.Suddenly, Lu Beiyou's body has a kind of itchy numb feeling.

Lu Beiyou's eyes are wide open. What's this? Reiki recovery?!

At the same time, countless monks all over Jiuzhou noticed and felt this phenomenon one after another.

Everyone was surprised to find that the aura between heaven and earth was a little stronger than that before.

Today's aura changes can be clearly felt.

Countless people were overjoyed, shouting, ”the world's flourishing age is coming!”

But only those who know the truth, the expression is more dignified.

One after another, the forces or forces under the opponent issued warnings.

Be alert at all times.

At the same time, countless monks in langtuo Temple of Liangzhou are running and cheering.

Originally, they just gathered around here to watch the lively confrontation between 3000 mountains and langtuo temple.

However, the door of langtuo temple, which was originally wide open, has been completely blocked since three thousand people came out of the mountain.

Each of them wanted to resist, but in the end, they all became one-sided abuse.

But up to now, none of the saints in langtuo temple, such as Shi, abbot and so on, have come out.

It's the only monk who hasn't been beaten. He's a little monk. He doesn't ask.

For him out of the temple, the three giants did not stop, or make a move, leading to the presence of the crowd are a face unknown, so.

And their patience, also with the passage of time and exhausted.

The war that we thought we could see has not yet appeared. I don't know how many people have left langtuo temple.

Until now!

Sitting under the bodhi tree in front of langtuo temple, fan Qingshan, who has always been indifferent, now looks up at the sky.

The gate of langtuo temple, which had been closed by him before, was finally opened again at this moment.

And this time out, it's no longer any ordinary Shami or monk.

It's holding the little monk's Ru Shi.

He has a peaceful face.

The noisy onlookers were all quiet now. When they saw Rushi's figure, they all unconsciously stepped back and opened the distance.

Fan Qingshan turned to see Rushi, no nonsense.

Just raise your hand and drop it.

The vastness of the gas, rolling down from the nine days, smashed down.

”You're out at last!”