A Weird Theater That Started In London

At this moment, standing here, I really have the illusion that I can fly away as a feather.

And on this moonlit night, everything is silent, and even the blue sea seems to be at a standstill, like a huge mirror reflecting the brilliance of the jade plate in the sky.

nice view.

coming!

At this time, Ryoma said softly.

In the far sky, eighteen warships flew over like eighteen clouds, blocking the moonlight and casting a large shadow on the ground, causing the void to vibrate.

This is an ancient warship from the Palace of Human Kings. Only the most honorable figures among them travel with such ostentation. Yi Qingwu's voice has a kind of magnetism, touching the heart, like the sound of heaven.

Right now, she embraces Pan Ming very naturally, and the scene is very harmonious.

On the other side, Yan Yixi also whispered:

Someone is here again.

The boundless blue sea is like a gem, without any waves and waves, shining bright moonlight, and at this time, a magnificent ancient Taoist temple is flying over it, coming silently.

The ancient Longevity Taoist Temple in Mingling, this ancient building has stood there for tens of thousands of years, and it has been immortal. I don't want to get up here today. Yi Qingwu explained again.

As the heir of Guanghan Palace, there is no need to repeat his knowledge and doubt the authenticity.

Such a situation... Obviously, the Hall of the King of People and the Temple of Longevity are really going to exchange the ancient scriptures of the gods, not the previous blindfolding, and it will be nothing in the end.

Yan Yixi's words were full of longing.

After all, the ancient scriptures left by the gods are only one page, torn into two halves, which is extremely mysterious. Since ancient times, it has been passed down to the present, and it has touched the hearts of many Ziwei people.

There are only two words about its legend:

Immortal.

It is precisely because of this that it is regarded as a fairy scripture, and it is said that if you can get a complete page of the ancient scriptures, it will be hard to die if you practice it!

And not everyone is as detached as Lu Li, just a momentary curiosity, wanting to know what kind of existence created it:

Ancient sages?

Or, the Great Emperor?

Anyway, the probability of being related to the real immortal is very small, and there is almost no need to consider it.

In addition, after seeing an old friend, I can't help but want to find a suitable scene, compare them, and see how big the gap is between them.

On the night of the full moon, there is destined to be a catastrophe. You must know that since we can know, there must be others who will find out through other channels.

Most of the Dacheng kings who are suspected of sitting in a state will come back to life...

Yi Qingwu, who was in charge of introducing the situation, did not speak heavily, because she believed in her man.

Don't you see, are both of them negotiating self-proclaimed cultivation? After all, if they show no restraint, strike at the level of a great king, superimposed with the eternal gods, even the old sages with declining blood can kill one!

...

Under the moonlit night, the sea is boundless, the light waves are vast, and the sky is boundless, making it seem extraordinarily distant.

The Yuhua Immortal Cliff is independent of the sea, and its whole body is white, like a piece of fairy platform that is stirring the essence of the world, echoing with the stars in the sky, it is hazy.

The two major forces, the Palace of the Human King and the Temple of Longevity, suddenly appeared here, and did not disturb the world. They quietly opened the domain gate in the secret place of their pure land and came out to exchange the scriptures of the gods.

So, are we just watching a show?

The black-maned horse was a little dissatisfied, it liked to join in the fun, and since it couldn't participate in such things, it could only express its protest in random thoughts.

You are in charge of suppressing the formation. If there is a king among the sages who makes a move, you will suppress it with the emperor's soldiers.

There was no other way, Lu Li gave this guy a hand and praised it a little.

Shanhuang: ...

Squad? Isn't this what he, the quasi-emperor, should do? Why did he change again?

at the same time.

Eighteen warships approached the exchange place, each of which was hundreds of feet long, shining with a cold metallic luster under the moonlight.

Not far away, the Ancient Taoist Temple of Changsheng is opposite to it, magnificent and solemn, like an immortal palace of gods, hanging above the sea, every tile and stone seems to be engraved with ancient imprints, and the spirit of antiquity rises into the sky.

The two, one floating above the land, and the other stopped above the blue sea, separated by a feathered fairy cliff, facing each other silently.

In their eyes, this place is very empty, and they can see everything at a glance, but they can't think of it:

With Jiuli Tu, the emperor's soldiers, covering it, let alone a few people, even hundreds of thousands of monks can hide it. Even if the ancient great sage came in person, it is guaranteed that there will be no abnormalities.

In fact, as early as a few years ago, there had been rumors that the two sides wanted to exchange ancient scriptures, but it turned out that every time it was smoke, it was used to confuse people with ulterior motives, and it just happened to catch them all.

Now, the masters of the two religions have shown their strength, and it is really going to be serious, and there must be a result!

It's a pity that the trip of the two ancient religions was very secretive and true, almost unnoticed by the world, but nothing is absolute, except for Lu Li and others, there are many dark people dormant around.

Either they are Dao Slayer Kings themselves, or they have the relevant means, and they also have confidence in robbing the ancient scriptures of the gods, and they are not very afraid of the cards of the two religions.

The eighteen bronze ships should be the ancient battleships of the Palace of Kings in the ancient legends. They can form an ancient killing formation. They were made by the ancient saints, and they are even worse than the ancient saint soldiers.

Yan Yixi thought of some ancient legend and couldn't help sighing, but she wasn't worried.

First of all, he only needs to quietly watch from the sidelines under the protection of the emperor soldiers.

Secondly, the lineup of Lu Li and his party was too heaven-defying. If they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the two of them had become very playful, and the farce would have ended long ago.

The ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity in Mingling, it's no wonder that it has stood for hundreds of thousands of years without falling down. This ancient temple is an ancient holy weapon. Yi Qingwu whispered, and a ray of light appeared in Qiushuixian's pupils.

In fact, the faction she belongs to also has a similar sacred artifact called the Guanghan Immortal Tower, which was sacrificed to the ancient great saint, and it can also be passed down for hundreds of thousands of years without dying.

I have a military secret, enough to interfere with this group of foreign objects...

As he said that, Lu Li passed on what he had gained in Beidou Zhongzhou without hesitation, and even Yan Yixi got good luck.

This guy was shocked by such a skill, and he didn't dare to think carefully, and began to think about when to contribute his own Goddess Stove.

Accompanied by the sound of a bronze drum, an old man walked out of a huge warship. His head was full of frosty hair, but his appearance was fair, plump and energetic, and his silver hair was like a waterfall. He stood on the bow of the ship.

Moreover, the physique is special.

As soon as he appeared, the moonlight all over the sky poured down like water instantly, pouring water towards him, making it as if cast from silver, and even the crutch in his hand turned into a silver coiling dragon, constantly swallowing the essence of heaven and earth.

At this moment, he exuded a powerful aura, as if he could swallow the heavens and swallow the earth, and suppress the wilderness. He obviously knew that this trip would never be peaceful, so he stepped forward to frighten the people in the dark.

Feng Yuan, the younger brother of the old sect master who has been imprisoned in the Palace of Human Kings, is now 3,300 years old. He has conquered hostile forces many times and is very powerful.