Chapter 2152: Will There Be a Miracle...

Chapter 2152: Will there be miracles?

Therefore, it is absolutely extraordinary for him to be able to see the younger generation in his eyes, and it is enough to prove the greatness of that little girl who can be comforted by the one in front of him. ??????? Hunting ?

"In that barren country now, there are some good juniors. Given time, it might become a disaster." Qin Honglong continued.

"Forget it, it's nothing to worry about. If the golden-winged rocs are attracted to take action by then, that guy is not easy to provoke. The demon god has already appeared, and the nine gods and thunder tripods have also fallen into the hands of the demon sect. Everything is gone. People can stop it, but I guess those people from the Devil's Cult will not let go of that barren country first."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth lightly, then paused suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation in Gujing Wubo's eyes, and said: "Strictly speaking, those people from the Devil's Cult will not let go of the Du family, and will not let go of it." Anyone who has the Thunder Martial Vein..."

"What happened in the beginning? The Thunder Martial Vein possessed by the Du family is not simple. Why didn't they leave a name at the beginning?" Qin Honglong was very curious. , but it suddenly appeared. In the catastrophe in ancient times, there was no name left by the Thunder Martial Vein.

But Qin Honglong was sure that the Du family, who was able to possess such a thunderous martial art, definitely had an extraordinary background.

"Thunder Martial Vein..."

The middle-aged man sighed slightly, and then said: "The little girl has awakened the Thunder Martial Vessel, don't let her be dissatisfied anymore, don't touch the so-called barren country, I need to retreat for a while, and then I will try to get in touch with the main clan. "

"For so many years, the main clan has never contacted us, can we still contact the main clan?"

Qin Honglong said with worry on his face, "Once we can't contact the main clan, it might be difficult for us to be alone."

"This world was sealed by the Dragon God and others. People from the main clan wanted to get in touch, but I'm afraid they couldn't get in touch."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved his palm, signaling Qin Honglong to leave.

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Yin and Yang family.

Mountain peaks, moonlight like practice.

Yue Sheng's graceful figure fluttered in long skirts, and the moonlight shrouded it, adding a bit of mystery. His face was pale, but his whole body was hazy and shrouded in brilliance.

"I can't figure out the future, it's a fog..."

Yue Sheng pinched his fingers, his eyes were like stars, the stars were shining, his face was solemn, and there was a faint blood stain overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"I believe that the Lord of the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds has his own arrangements."

In front of Yuesheng, a vicissitudes of life looked into the deep space, and said in a leisurely voice: "The catastrophe of the world is about to come again. I need to retreat for a while, and then I will try to contact the main clan."

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Famous.

Cangshan is magnificent, towering and majestic, with towers and palaces shining brightly.

"The old tree is still alive. This is a serious problem. The Thunder Martial Meridian has awakened. It is unusual at this time. I will retreat and recover, and contact the main clan as soon as possible." In the hot ancient cave, an old man said.

"Yes..." Su Sanyan left.

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"That different dragon has a mysterious origin, and the appearance of the Thunder Martial Vein seems to be the back move of that person. I need to retreat for a while to recover."

Dragon Clan, someone speaks.

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Beast Realm, a family of Golden-winged Roc birds.

"I've searched the entire area, but I haven't found anything. If I don't want to die, then I won't die. Let's wait and see what happens!" A domineering old man spoke, his golden eyes were deep.

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The Heavenly Demon Battlefield was born, and the Demon God came again. There was an uproar in the Three Lands and Kyushu, and people were panicked.

But among the Nine Great Families, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan and other major forces, there was silence, no news came out, and no children were born, as if they had disappeared collectively.

Shangzhou, Hehuanzong.

At dusk, the courtyard of the palace and the majestic peaks of the mountains are rendered like gold by the rays of the sun, and the clouds and mists are misty, as if glowing with fire.

The evening glow reflected, and Su Muxin's silk poured out, a face that was enough to captivate and seduce all living beings, it was breathtakingly beautiful, but at this moment, the expression on his face was frowning and his eyes were gloomy.

"It looks like you're really in love with him."

The voice came, and it was an extremely beautiful woman, but she looked extremely young, with a thin layer of makeup, her eyebrows and eyes full of spring, it was Tang Meiling.

"He is the supervisor of my Hehuan Sect, so I should be worried!" Su Muxin opened his mouth lightly, and then bit his lip slightly.

"I didn't say who it was, you're not asking yourself."

Tang Meiling smiled, and stood side by side with Su Muxin, staring at Su Muxin, those eyes that seem to be full of spring at any time, if they are about to drip water, are enough to make all men in the world fall in love with her, then she frowned and said to Su Muxin: " That guy has survived several catastrophes, and this time he might be safe."

"Is there really a miracle..."

Su Muxin stared into the distance, her eyes lowered, and she left slowly after she finished speaking. The sadness in her eyes flashed away, making it difficult to fathom.

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An ancient space with steep mountain walls and lush trees.

There are rivers and rivers winding in the mountains, and the mountains on both sides are dark and green.

A few old buildings cover it, not spectacular, but simple and deep.

"Master, is he really dead? Quickly find a way to save him."

In the stone room, Ouyang Shuang's peerless face was covered with tears and grief.

"It's too late, everything is too late!" The old lunatic with disheveled hair, his eyes as deep as the sea were now solemn, he kept shaking his head, his face pale.

"Master, your cultivation level is as high as the sky, you must have a way." Ouyang Shuang kept begging and shaking the old lunatic's arm.

"The bones of the primordial spirit are wiped out, how can they be saved, the Dragon God and the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds come, there is no way..." The old lunatic said, shaking his head.

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Wutong Mountain, Phoenix Clan.

On the ancient land, the phoenix trees covered the sky and the sun, and from a distance, it looked like an endless sea of ​​flames.

The vast ancient buildings stand in the mountains and are filled with ancient mottled traces.

"I want revenge, I want to cultivate hard, I want to kill that demon god to avenge my father!"

On Du Xiaohuang's small head, his pupils glowed with blue light and flames.

"Girl, don't be sad, maybe there will be a miracle."

The voice was like a fairy voice, and Zixuan stood behind Du Xiaohuang, dressed in purple clothes, outlining a protruding and seductive posture, her eyes fluctuated, blurred, her red lips were lightly parted, and she muttered to herself, saying: "At that time, he They are all alive, his life is not something that anyone can take if they want to."

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The mountains are endless and steaming.

This is a mysterious and secluded place, and there are extraordinary elixir spreading everywhere, and the energy of the world is amazing.

On the top of the mountain, the quaint courtyard.

"Master, is Brother Shaofu really dead? Is there any way you can save Brother Shaofu!"

Dai Xingyu was weeping, his eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and the eyes that were originally pure and misty were filled with sorrow and bleakness.

A girl in Tsing Yi stood behind her, her clear and bright eyes glowed with light blue light, her long eyelashes were slightly curled up, her fair and flawless skin was slightly pink, standing behind her, her expression was dignified, her eyebrows were frowned, and she said nothing .

"It's already powerless to return to heaven. The person who was killed by the demon god, let alone the bones and spirits are wiped out in ashes, even if they stay, no one in the world can save them."

In front of Dai Xingyu, a beautiful woman in plain clothes sitting cross-legged opened her mouth. The plain long dress in palace dress looked simple and elegant, with a kind of natural nobility, but her face was also pale at the moment.

"No, Brother Shaofu will definitely not die. Brother Shaofu is so good, God will definitely not let him die." Dai Xingyu was crying, and the pear blossoms were crying like rain.

"Ding……"

Suddenly, there was a melodious guzheng sound. At the beginning, it was fresh and stretched, with endless charm. Listening carefully, it seems to have a magical power, which makes people gradually intoxicated.

"The illusory world is boundless, once you meet, you will never forget it...

When we meet in early summer, we will leave a smile. If we don’t know each other, why not…

It was rainy that year, and the zither stretched across the lotus pond..."

Among the sounds of the zither, the melody is melodious and touching: "Since there is no fate, why make an oath...

All kinds of things today, like water without a trace...

In the sound of lanterns and shadows, the sky is still cold, the water is still cold, the zither is singing softly in the dream, the building outside the building, the mountain outside the mountain, the people outside the building have not yet returned, the wild goose is returning, it is long past Wangchuan, and the person playing the piano is full of tears.

Tomorrow and night, you are strangers, people are different, today is not yesterday, autumn is like old, people are empty and thin..."

Guzheng music is sung like the sound of nature. At first it is charming and emotional, then it is gentle and resentful, and at the end it makes people sad for no reason.

Even Dai Xingyu and Xiaoqing, the beautiful women in plain clothes on the mountain peak, were intoxicated by it and couldn't get over it for a long time.

"It's my aunt playing the piano..." After a while, Dai Xingyu spoke, his eyes fluttering.

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, and the world will be in turmoil. You should practice hard. I need to retreat for a while.""

The beautiful woman came back to her senses, and watched Dai Xingyu's voice recording, the body sitting cross-legged disappeared strangely amidst the fluctuations in the void.

Quiet deep valley, quaint courtyard, surrounded by misty clouds.

On the gazebo, someone was sitting upright, and the guqin in front of him had already ended peacefully.

In the smog, even looking from a distance, one can feel that it is a graceful woman.

After a while, the woman stood up, her delicate body was like a jade willow, light and tender, with an antique air in her temperament, as beautiful as a fairy walking out of a painting.

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"Aww..."

I don't know where it is in this world. The terrible breath makes people feel desolation and destruction from the depths of their souls, and there is a faint sound of crying and howling.

The mountains are vast, but the devilish energy is erratic.

"Congratulations to the Demon God, congratulations to the Demon God, from now on, no one in this world will be able to stop us!"

The voice reverberated, the demonic energy was overwhelming, and in the depths of the huge and dark hall, dozens of figures stood respectfully.

There are nine demon emperors, five thunder envoys, Mosha, Jialoujuexi, and Molingzi among them.

Inside the main hall, there was a specter engraved on it. There was no figure on the big chair with a backrest, but there was a black demonic energy entrenched, slowly permeating, lifeless.