Chapter 2091 (1/2)

Dingxianzhu, as its name suggests, is to lock in the fairy and search for the revived spirits of ancient immortals.

Since the ancient fairy palace completely collapsed, for tens of thousands of years, the fairies on the taixuan land have completely disappeared, so that even the strong people who respect the upper realm are only called land fairies, not nine heaven fairies.

The gratitude and resentment between the ancient fairy palace and heaven may have disappeared in everyone's memory, but over the years, heaven has spared no effort to strangle the immortal spirits in the fairy palace.

This has led to 108 counties in the whole taixuan land, and the memory of fairy palaces and gods is becoming more and more distant.

But the most ironic thing about the whole world is that there will always be things that do not follow the common sense. The taixuan friars, including the great sage of Taiqing, try their best to eliminate the saints who are regarded as the tumor of taixuan, and want to open up their own era.

But in the end, no one expected that although the saint was killed outside the Xianting holy palace, what ushered in was not the imagined new era, but the ancient era that everyone thought had been completely destroyed.

Fairy palace era!

”Boom!”

In the school yard of Taihang palace in Fengxin City, the terrible smell of mountain collapse surged out of the center of the square, and even produced a sound more violent than thunder, which directly shook the whole person of Qingyu who didn't know why.

At the same time, the middle-aged captain of the angry Beast army, who had completely reacted, turned directly, grabbed the weapon at his waist, stared at the two young people whose colors had changed almost at the same time, and gave a reprimand:

”Hands up, squat down!”

In the face of such a violent scene, even the girl with big nerves in Qingyu's daily life realized that the situation was severe. She stretched out her hands obediently, and some flustered words came out:

”Uncle captain, I have no malice, no malice at all.”

In this short sentence, the whole school yard was surrounded by teams of southern barbarian soldiers from the three southwest states of Daxia.

In the next moment, a sharp blade came out of the body, and the extremely violent iron blood evil intention even turned into a visible Nanman beast, roared and charged forward, and rushed to Qingyu and Nan.

As a girl in the heart of Tianyun hall, Qing Yu has never seen such a posture. His whole pretty face directly turns white. Instead, it is the Nanze youth beside him. The muscles of his hands begin to creep rapidly, take a step forward, fold his hands in front of him, and roar:

”We have no malice. I hope all generals stop.”

Before the words fell, the iron blood and evil spirit of the barbarian soldiers poured out without fancy impact on Nan's body, directly lifted the latter back, and then pressed on the ground with dense cracks on his back.

”Wow.”

Next breath, a mouthful of blood gushed out of Nan's mouth, and then a young domineering speech came out directly from the center of the school field:

”Captain Lei, bring the girl.”

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged angry Beast military academy captain nodded his head, stretched out his right hand and turned to the rear. The voice came out:

”Miss Qingyu, this way.”

”But what about him?”