I am in a predicament

Cangya Pedestrian Swordsman walks on the avenue to go to the holy city of Xuanyuan, and wants to discuss the affairs of the cities with the holy girl and the red lady.

Chaotic wars broke out in various cities, conquering each other, killing countless people, causing countless casualties, and it seems that Shenzhou will fall into the Warring States Period.

Occasionally, I saw a group of people hurrying away, the leader was an old man, dragging his family with him, heading south all the way, which was in the direction of the holy city.

He stepped forward and asked, "Mister, is this a family migration?"

The old man sighed: "There is a war in the north, and my home is near this battlefield. I can't do without moving. This world is chaotic and chaotic, and it is not peaceful."

Whoever hears the sword sighs, China is in turmoil, and the people suffer first.

The long-standing grievances, the rights, desires, and ambitions of those in power, and the instigation and planning of the conspirators behind them are all accelerating the arrival of troubled times.

After walking together for a while, the swordsman said goodbye, and left quickly, seemingly walking slowly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Not long after we left, when we looked from a distance, we saw the majestic city wall standing tall and magnificent.

"Xuanyuan Holy City is worthy of being the number one city of the human race, prosperous, stable and peaceful."

As he was about to walk, a strange light flickered in the distant sky, flying towards him quickly, directly into the eyebrow of the swordsman, it was his spiritual consciousness stored in the sword.

He slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, he absorbed all the information in it, pondered for a long time and lightly sighed: Hmm... Looking up to the mountains and rivers is a big matter, and there is no room for loss, that's all, let's come to Xuanyuan Holy City next time.

Who is the sword turned to the Vientiane Ghost Cave, on the way, suddenly felt the weather was scorching hot, looked up at the sky, was surprised to see a big sun across the sky, over the Shenzhou, straight to the north.

When the big day passes, it is like the scorching sun in July. The heat is unbearable, and the people are miserable. They talk a lot about the end of the day and are worried.

"The primordial spirit controls the sky fire, and the sky fire shows three lights. It's only three months, and it has been cultivated to this point. What a fighting god, weeping with blood, stunning talent, and the beast clan has you, it's difficult, it seems that you can't keep you. He The purpose of the trip must be the depths of the North Sea, one of the three creations, the ice of the ocean."

Three months ago, there was only a ray of light from the sun in the sky fire, but today, there is more light from the dim moon and bright stars.

He hesitated a little, and stopped at the same place. Many things were piled up, and he was at a loss. Should he go to the ghost cave in Vientiane, or the depths of the North Sea?

There must be no loss in looking up to the mountains and rivers. His life and death are related to a transaction with far-reaching consequences.The Sanguang Shenshui is also the key. The three things of good fortune breed magic and must be in the hands.

Difficult to do.

Just at this time, a rough and wild singing sound came from not far away:

"Qiqiqi, the world is strange, one strange day and two days, one strange daytime ghost, strange things happen every year, there are many this year, can those who hear it be afraid?

Difficult to diverge, divergent paths are difficult, one diverges into ten thousand ghost caves, one diverges into the depths of the North Sea, one body is not two, in a dilemma, can the inferior be relieved? "

The singing is occasionally accompanied by a light voice, which is not like a human voice.

"Ni...Ni..."

Whoever looked at the sword, it was a bird, flying in the sky above a little Taoist priest, singing from time to time.The bird is beautiful, has colorful tail feathers, and is full of spirituality. It is a spiritual beast that can only bring good luck.

A group of two people, one ghost and one bird, walked slowly.

Xiaoxiao Murong whispered: "Master, look, it's the young master who is more handsome than you."

Tianshi Kui smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, we meet again, please."

Swordsman replied: "Please."

The two sides saluted slightly, and left separately.

Who was the sword suddenly said: "Xiaodao, what's the name of that bird?"

Xiaoxiao Murong looked back and said: "Adoni, I got up."

"Good bird, good name, see you again by fate,"

Cang Ya Xing Ke, whoever said the sword, had already made up his mind, jumped forward, turned into white light, and went straight to the depths of the North Sea.

Under the plantain fan, Shang Qiyin sighed: "It's been a long time since I came out, when did there be so many masters in this world? I met two in just a short time. The one in the sky just now, the incarnation of sky fire, has very few opponents This one, who had a quick glance with him, has been seen through five or six layers by him, his eyes are deep, and he is not a simple person."

Kui Tianshi said: "These two people, you may be enemies?"

"Heavenfire is born with restraint, so I can only barely protect myself and run for my life. This one, with purple energy shining all over his body, I smell the innate purple energy, I'm afraid it's just an incarnation and can be defeated."

It's not easy for Shang Qiyin, who actually saw through Cang Ya Xingke's sword.

Everyone went to the Vientiane ghost cave.

The location of the ghost that Shang Qiyin sensed was the Vientiane Ghost Cave.Along the way, I also heard that Yan Luo, the dead ghost of the zither, invited the sage of the zither to look up to the mountains and rivers.

Kui Tianshi said: "It is said that Yan Luo, the ghost who died on the zither, merged the ghost way in the zither and created the way of death on the zither. His ghost way must be superb, and the ghosts that came to the world some time ago should be inseparable from him."

At this moment, a passerby came towards him, and wondered: "It's strange, the plantain fan is floating in the air by itself, is it my eyes?"

Pedestrians rubbed their eyes and looked again, but there was no one on the road.

Ordinary people cannot see ghosts.

Everyone rushed to the ghost cave in Vientiane, just as they saw the zither sage stepping on the mountains and rivers, playing strings with one finger, and the thunder broke out.

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at the same time.

The North Sea, the North Sea, is covered with ice all the year round, and it is as clear and clean as white all the year round.

Under the cold ice, there is the lineage of Hokkaido, and the palace is opened in the sea.

On this day, a big sun suddenly came to the North Sea and went straight to the depths.Flying all the way, the ice broke and melted, setting off waves.

In the underwater palace, the vice-priest of Hokkaido bowed his head and frowned in the misty frost sky: In the bitter cold place of the North Sea, few people come, and there is no collision on the bottom of the sea, why is it turbulent?

From the depths of the palace, a voice said: "Su Shuangtian, go and investigate."

"Yes, Daoist."

Su Shuangtian came out of the underwater palace and out of the sea. He stepped on a cloud and floated in the air. He saw the ice on the sea surface melt.

"So it's a fellow Taoist from Hokkaido, Su Shuangtian. It's been a long time."

"Well... who are you?"

The sword who turned into light said with a smile: "My name is Cangya Pedestrian Sword Who, a catastrophe is approaching, hurry up and lead the people to escape from this place."

"Why is it so difficult?"

"The sun burns the sea, and the North Sea is in chaos."

"Hokkaido has its own people to protect, and I thank you for your concern. Do you want to go deep into the North Sea? Can you go with me?"

"It seems that there are other masters in Hokkaido. But, be careful."

The two chased after the sun and entered the depths of the North Sea.

Suddenly, the big sun in front stopped.The big sun emits three kinds of brilliance, which correspond to the three lights of the sun, moon and stars.

The God of Fighting Xueqi Yuanshen came driving the sky fire, saw the sea blocking the way, and then fell a sky fire.

The sky fire entered the sea, and the sea water boiled immediately, turning into mist, and the surrounding area was empty for a while, forming a channel, going straight down.

"Hahaha……"

With wild and arrogant laughter, accompanied by the domineering poem, the God of Fighting Blood Cry went deep into the depths of the North Sea.

"It is my life to fight against the masters of the world, and the power of the gods shakes the world.

The order of blood to kill the earth and the fire of the sky, weeping and asking the sky mad. "

In the rear, Who the Sword and Su Shuangtian rushed to, and saw a passage leading directly to the bottom of the sea.There was mist steaming in the passage, and there was a lingering breath of sky fire.

The seawater couldn't heal the channel for a while.

In the depths of the seabed, a huge block of ice stood in front of God of Battle Xueqi. The deepest part of the block of ice was the god of good fortune: the ice of the sea.

"Huh... how come there seems to be a figure in the ice? Forget it, the arrow has to be fired, and there is no time to take care of other things."

The god of battle blood weeping brings the sky fire, the sky fire presents three lights, the sun, the moon and the stars, all shining on the ice.

The three lights pass through the ice and shine on the ice of the ocean inside. The ice of the ocean is illuminated by the three lights and transforms into the water of the three lights, and no longer emits cold air.

The ice gradually melted and dissipated, and the figure seemed to move in the mist.

At the moment when the ice cube was completely shattered, a shocking aura burst out in an instant.

Fighting God Xue Xue couldn't react in time, he was immediately shocked back ten steps, and when he stabilized his body, his eyes were empty, there was no hazy figure, and no Sanguang Shenshui.

At the moment when he was confused and hesitated, he seemed to hear the whisper of the sky:

If the sky is merciful, how can I bear to see Liang Zhu transform into a butterfly?

If the sky is ruthless, how can we see the vicissitudes of life turn into mulberry fields?