Super Elation Under the Sun

The rainbow is born among the mountains.

When the vegetation entered the foggy mountain, it was also very peaceful.

Somewhere in a mountain forest, a Ye Xiu from Dayu looked at the Universe Gossip Mirror and was silent for a long time.

Behind him, a young man who was also wild Xiu looked at his brother and asked softly, "Brother, are you really going to try?"

When he said this, the young man's hands were shaking and his voice was shaking.

It's not because of other reasons.

It's because of the gossip mirror.

That is the magic weapon of the saint.

That means the saint is looking here.

This trip to the Wushan Mountain was a contest between the Human Race and the Demon Land, but to be more accurate, it was just a contest between the Three Sects and the Demon Land, which had nothing to do with the wild cultivators.

But this time the number of people entering Wushan Mountain has exceeded normal.

In previous years, the Three Religions only provided one person at a time. How much can they explore with the power of the three?

There must be many good things in the sage cave.

Why is this not greedy?

Na Ye Xiu looked at the Universe Gossip Mirror and fell into contemplation, then quickly recovered, and said with a wry smile: "Cultivation is not easy. If you don't take a fight, how can there be a way out?"

"Brother, that's a holy artifact!"

The younger Ye Xiu reminded him that he didn't want his brother to take risks.

"A Shui, if you don't give it a go, I'm afraid it will be like this for a lifetime."

After saying these words, the young Ye Xiu raised his energy and flew towards the rainbow, and then galloped away on the rainbow, soon before the thick fog.

He was a little unbelievable, because it was so simple that he could enter the Wushan Mountain.

He was a little happy.

Stay on the bridge and look back.

It seems to be looking for someone.

A Shui looked at his elder brother on the Rainbow Bridge, also somewhat unbelievable.

But the next moment, that Qiankun Eight Diagrams Mirror suddenly gave birth to a brilliant brilliance, directly cutting that Ye Xiu in the waist.

Blood was spilled high in the sky.

Na Ye Xiu rolled down from the bridge.

Ah Shui tried his best to cover her mouth and kept herself silent.

He said it was not so easy.

But why doesn't my brother believe it?

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Not only was Ah Shui looking at this side, but many others were also looking at Ye Xiu.

In a forest in the southeast, there is a wave of wild repairs, about fifteen or six people.

The headed middle-aged man looked plain, looked at another old man who was holding a tree branch and paddling something on the ground, and asked casually: "How is it, is there any chance?"

The old man raised his head and said earnestly: "You can't stay on the bridge for more than a quarter of an hour, otherwise you will definitely be killed there by the light."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "If those selected Sanjiao disciples don't know about it, will they be beheaded?"

The old man frowned, and said with some uncertainty: "I think those people will have an index. No matter how long they stay on the Rainbow Bridge, it doesn't matter much."

The middle-aged man asked: "What if we kill those Sanjiao disciples and grab the index?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Never mind, not to mention that those people who are the worst masters of the Qingjing realm, even if they were killed by us, it is inevitable that no one will investigate. If we find out, I am afraid we are all destroyed. !"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Then you can only pass under the gossip mirror?"

The old man nodded, "This is the only way."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and frowned, "After all, I have to go."

He is the same as the previous wild cultivator. He thinks Wushan can go, even if he has to stay in it for three to five years, but those magical artifacts or other

What the saint’s relics are really rare things in the world for them.

must go.

The middle-aged man stood up.

The breath of the body was released immediately.

It turned out to be a wild repairman at the peak of twilight.

He looked at the Rainbow Bridge, and then disappeared from the forest.

A group of wild repairs followed him and disappeared from the forest.

Only this old man is left.

The wages of avarice is death.

At this moment, it is vividly reflected.

The old man looked over there and sighed: "Knowing that the mountain is foggy, I tend to walk towards the foggy mountain. This sentence is not false at all."

As he spoke, the old man wanted to drink.

But no one wants it.

Suddenly a sword light appeared behind him.

A middle-aged man with a calm complexion handed out a sword, then took it away in a moment.

Then caught the hip flask.

The old man fell down.

The middle-aged man put a hip flask around his waist and soon fell on the rainbow bridge.

Then he just glanced at the Universe Gossip Mirror, and then he walked into the fog.

He walked into the fog, and many people walked into the fog before him.

Many people walked into the fog after him.

There will never be only a dozen human races and a dozen monster races in Wushan.

At least this matter has been confirmed.

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The rainbow was born among the mountains. This is a beautiful painting.

When the few people sitting on the cloud looked down at the painting, they didn't say anything.

Even if they looked at the wild repairs before, or any other swordsman, they didn't even say anything when they walked into Wushan.

Because this is their tacit approval.

The twelve three young disciples selected this time are all the best disciples in the world. If they were killed by these wild cultivators or the monster race, what would happen if they were killed in the Wushan Mountain? ?

I am afraid that some small sects will be in a state of failure. Just like the previous sects of vegetation, their sects are not strong enough. If a vegetation comes out, they will give the resources of the entire sect to vegetation, so that one day vegetation Be able to become a monk who can climb the stairs, even the realm of the sea, and then their sect will become more powerful.

This is a blockbuster.

For this idea, they made many attempts.

But the most direct attempt is vegetation.

But the vegetation died in the foggy mountain.

Yes, if he died in the Wushan Mountain, the sect behind him might not have risen for hundreds of years.

So these young people are very important to those sects.

It's just that the saints in the clouds don't care.

Their chess game has already been arranged.

Those who step onto the chessboard are all chess pieces.

There is no other meaning.

Chess pieces are only useful and not useful.

But no matter whether it is useful or not, when it comes time to discard it, it can all be discarded.

This is clearly beyond doubt.

The saints fancy longevity and immortality.

Without these two items, Wei Wei could only give them thoughts from the sword fairy.

What if everything else should be discarded.

Du Sheng's face remained expressionless as before. He looked at the bottom as if looking at a dead object, without any emotion in his eyes.

Someone next to him said: "Close the passage tomorrow."

Du Sheng did not speak.

Just waved.

Close the channel tomorrow.

So this night, there should be more people wanting to enter the Wushan Mountain.

If you want to come, then come all.

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Wushan Mountain is at the end of the bridge.

Two people came from among the mountains.

A person carried the sword box on his back, no more sword hanging around his waist.

The other person had a sword hanging from his waist.

Wushan is not allowed to enter from day to night.

Therefore, all the monks who can walk in are Chaomu and below.

In fact, most of them are Taiqing monks.

A young man in a blue shirt with a sword box on his back looked up at the rainbow and gave birth to many thoughts. Of course, in the end, he still thought of someone.

This time they are rivals.

So Li Fuyao thought about not meeting her.

But I really met.

How to do?

Sword against her, or something else?

Based on these thoughts, when Li Fuyao came here, it was already dusk.

Yanle looked at the rainbow bridge and sighed: "I don't know if I can see you again."

The saints of the three religions joined forces to force Wushan out again, making him a battlefield for a group of young people. The apparent purpose is to distinguish the strengths and weaknesses of the demon land and the human race young people. If they are stronger or weak, they naturally have to divide life and death.

So it is very likely that in three to five years, they will all die in the misty mountains.

Since he is dead, I can't see this rainbow bridge that only appears when Wushan is opened.

Yanle is not a person who is afraid of death, but definitely not a person who is not afraid of death.

Li Fuyao looked at the Rainbow Bridge, and suddenly stopped.

"If we get through, you will have a good future in Jianshan."

This was obviously gossip Li Fuyao asked for at random.

His mind is no longer the same now.

Yan Le said seriously, "It is a good job to be in charge of the sword washing pond after many years."

Li Fuyao never thought that Yanle really had such big ambitions, he even wanted to be in charge of Xijianchi.

Yanle said, "Do you think I have this day?"

Li Fuyao did not speak.

He remembered what Zhao Fengchen had said before, when he said that this was their sword mountain.

In fact, the implication is that young people must be ambitious?

Li Fuyao didn't know why.

Yanle saw that Li Fuyao didn’t speak, and said: “I want to come, no matter what, you have no future. You are the master teacher. If you can survive, they will forget your relationship with someone in the demon land. In a few years, you may be able to become an extremely important role in Jianshan. If the master can walk fast enough, you may be able to take the position of the master as soon as you step into the ocean."

"But that must be a story a hundred years later."

Having said these words, Yanle looked at the Rainbow Bridge, very happy.

He didn't seem to worry about the next life and death.

Li Fuyao didn't speak. He was the consecration of Jianshan, Keqing, and the sword jade he took was the top one, so he couldn't do Jianshan Zhangjiao anyway.

Even if someone wants him to do it, he can't do it.

Yan Le seemed to know what Li Fuyao was thinking, he said indifferently: "To live or die is a destiny, don't worry too much, and I am not you either."

Li Fuyao said: "You think very much, I will try to protect you."

Yanle frowned and said: "When you enter Wushan, of course you are going separately. You don't care about those saints' relics. I'm still a little interested, and if I meet a single monster, I might kill it."

Li Fuyao let out a cry, and said calmly: "Then take care."

Having said this, he jumped onto the Rainbow Bridge.

Yan Le raised his head, and then jumped up.