Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 238 Wudu Emperor Liang
Hearing Gucheng's words, Huang Yang Yaoxue suddenly changed color, as if he understood something, and turned his head to look at Jidong without thinking.

As far as the eye can see, in the original battle situation, there is an extra compass shining with a galaxy of stars. It seems to cut through the void and suddenly appear in the center of the battlefield.

In the battlefield, Lord Tianzhi was going to do his best to stop Dongmen Xuande's conspiracy, and after this period, he would look back and deal with Dongmen Xuande to end the battle.

But the moment he saw the compass, his eyes were still full of killing just now, the dazzling Purple Lightning Sky Weaver seemed to have seen a ghost suddenly, screamed, and backed away crazily.

She couldn't even take care of the Chi Lei Saber she just threw out, let alone Dongmen Xuande who was turning his sword to destroy the Blood Dark Crystal Pagoda, and she didn't have time to take care of it.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and with the retreat of the Sky Weaver Master, the Xingyue Compass floating in the air just now seems to come back to his senses.

Turning slightly, it spun around on the spot, drew a silver circle of light, and then disappeared, but then, a silver-white furry creature appeared on the spot.

A body of silvery-white hair is spread over the body like silk and satin, and the huge tail turns back and forth, almost submerging the body. It is the joy that has disappeared for a long time!
As soon as she appeared, Xinyue seemed to be a little fuzzy. She couldn't figure out what was going on in the arena. She opened her sleepy eyes and cursed: "You bastard, where is this?"

As soon as the words came out, before it could receive a response, it saw a sword light that swept across the world, cutting towards it at the speed of light, but Jun Fengtian in the distance saw that Dongmen Xuande could not hold on.

Taking advantage of the interval between fighting with Ni Shenyang, he cut out a sword light, which was intended to support Dongmen Xuande, but who knows that the battlefield is changing rapidly, and Dongmen Xuande, who was still at ease fighting against the Lord of Weavers just now, suddenly went crazy Same.

Turning into a long sword, he slashed towards the Blood Dark Crystal Tower, not to mention that, following Xinyue's accidental entry, Tianzhizhu also retreated in a daze.

So there was an embarrassing scene. It was originally a sword that was aimed at Lord Tianzhi, but at this time the target turned out to be Xinyue who had just come to support him.

Seeing the sword light flying towards him, Xinyue's fine hair stood up, with silvery white and smooth hair standing on his head, then he screamed and ran to the side.

Boom!
As soon as she left the spot, Xinyue quickly looked back, and saw that the place where she was standing just now had disappeared with a loud noise, leaving only ruins on the ground.

"Orphan. You must die!"

A loud noise that resounded through the void spread far and wide, floating out beyond thousands of miles.

At the same time, in front of the Southern Crystallization Tower thousands of miles away, Huang Yang Yaoxue, who had been lying under a tree, suddenly stood up, his expression no longer as calm as before.

Instead, it turned into an icy color, just like the white snow that was slowly falling in the distance, his face was bloodless!
"Is that why you're confident?"

Turning her head and looking at Gucheng, Huang Yang Yaoxue asked doubtfully, but her face was full of certainty.

If it weren't for the arrangement already made, Gucheng wouldn't be able to chat with himself leisurely here!What's more, he is still so confident, it seems that his thinking is too simple!
Huang Yang Yaoxue thought silently in his heart, in fact, the point where the elves broke the situation was actually him!

If he can be more decisive, eradicate the isolated city as soon as possible, and then rush to the extreme east to support, then, even if the Heavenly Weaver Lord's madness happens, the elves will not fall into the current desperate situation.

"That's it!"

Gu Cheng frowned, and admitted Huang Yang Yaoxue's question, but in fact, this step was not included in his original plan.

He originally thought that according to the strength of Lun Xingxing Dao, it would be enough to kill the elves directly even if they attacked from all directions.

But in the end, he ignored the increasingly powerful blood-dark barrier, so that this time he almost fell short. If it wasn't for Huang Yang Yaoxue's sudden kindness, he might even die on the spot.

To be honest, he never thought of this at the beginning.

"I thought you and I were the same people. We were both obsessed with the road and pursued the peak. It seems that I am sentimental. After all, you and I are different!"

The faint words came out, and Huang Yangyaoxue's long sword was unsheathed, and the snowflakes were dancing all over the sky, and the white snow fluttering between the sky and the earth was bigger and more urgent.

"After all, people cannot live completely according to their own wishes. Since they exist in the world, they will be affected to a greater or lesser extent. What do you think?"

Clap! Clap! Clap!
Originally, Gucheng wanted to say this sentence to Huangyang Yaoxue, just as Huangyang Yaoxue regarded him as a confidant who was hard to find in his life, why didn't he?

Different from Chu Tianxing, Gucheng's relationship with Chu Tianxing is more like a relative. He has always regarded Chu Tianxing as a younger brother, just loving and cherishing him.

But he didn't consider the two of them together at all. In his eyes, no matter what, Chu Tianxing was just like a child who needed his protection.

As for the other few, Renjue, Faru, and Diming, these are the emotional twists and turns of the past. His feelings for these few are more like brothers.

Although the few people have no blood relationship, the hundreds of thousands of years of getting along day and night have already made them feel like a family, not a family, but better than a family, but the head of the family (Jiu Tian) Xuanzun), a little unreliable.

After going through the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, only Huang Yang Yaoxue in front of him now gave him a sense of confidant. When they met each other in the first day of the new year, it was as if they saw themselves.

Looking at each other, there is a feeling of looking in a mirror. This feeling is so wonderful, so strange, and it is a feeling that he has never experienced before.

He cherishes this short time together, so he doesn't want to lose, or lose this hard-won relationship, or confidant.

That's why Gucheng said this sentence, otherwise, according to his personality, he would have an image of nothing to do with him, and he would say something more there.

However, when the words of Gucheng fell, Huang Yang Yaoxue, whom he wanted, turned his head, but he didn't see it, instead, there was a burst of ethereal applause from the side.

Feeling wrong, Gucheng turned his head to look, and what caught his eyes was a figure full of majesty, a heroic face, and a golden battle armor, which was even more extraordinary. Not only that, this figure was also very familiar to Gucheng!
"You're right, people live in this world, they always have to do so many things they can't help themselves, and they are more or less forced by life!"

As he approached, the golden-clothed figure slowly opened his mouth, and there was no lack of exclamation and praise in his words, as if he agreed with Guchengdu's words a lot.

The admiration fell, and the poem resounded!
"Golden chariots head to the six dragons, and clouds drive to listen to Shi Yuchangfeng. With a cup of wine, poems and spears in hand, once they climb the sun and shoot into the sky!"

Following the poem, a figure in golden armor leaped into the sky, his robes fluttering, and accompanied by the strong wind, the spear was sharp and glaring, like an off-string arrow, shooting towards him.

Inadvertently, the king entered the game, and the sharp spear called for the battle, but it was the thousand-faced Shura spear, the emperor of Liang and Yuliang, the capital of a generation of martial arts.

"Emperor Yuliang!"

When he saw the person coming, even though he was as calm as a lonely city, he couldn't help but let out a soft cry, his pupils shrank rapidly, and they converged to a point in an instant, which showed his inner shock.

(End of this chapter)