1-year novice protection period

The light gray fairy machine, when it met the Jianghong sword, was unable to transform it for a while.

"This quintessential inspiration is clearly the power of a sword fairy..."

The cicada-headed monster didn't check for a while, was swallowed by the sword of Man Jianghong, and was blown away from a distance. The cicada shell on his head was slowly ground to pieces, revealing the face of an ordinary middle-aged man.

But as he got serious, he saw a cloud of immortal light like a sandstorm, entwining the sword full of river red. Although the red giant sword still carried the meaning of unwillingness and anger, it was still slow under the level difference. Slowly, it was completely worn away, leaving only red spots of light scattered all over the sky.

"What a Human Sovereign, he actually integrated the supernatural powers of a peerless sword fairy!"

There were several light gray sand circles floating around the middle-aged man, floating in the air, surrounded by countless giant cicadas.

And his body is not ostentatious, but it has the meaning of assimilating all things, and even turning all things into ashes.

Against the background of this fairy body, his "sense of existence" is particularly heavy.

"Sanxian Fruit Status!" Sui Dao said in amazement, "Who is your Excellency?"

"My lord, Wang Mang, is the master of the Wanfa Immortal Sect." The man laughed.

"The Wanfa Xianzong also returned to the Heavenly Demon?!" Sui Dao was even more horrified.

Pointing gold is also a look of disbelief.

suck~

Wang Mang showed a perverted expression, closed his eyes and took a breath, then opened his eyes, and said very seriously: "Before noon, the road to Chang'an is forbidden, everyone, go find another place."

"At noon will be Zhao Er's Grand Proclamation Ceremony. When the imperial title is determined, the ownership of the world will be determined. Wang Mang, is this your plan?" Wei Yingwu sneered, "It's wishful thinking."

"Leader, don't be impulsive, he is a Sanxian, we can't beat..." Sui Dao said hurriedly.

"So what about the Sanxian?" Wei Yingwu had already made preparations to face the Sanxian, "When the coalition forces are called to this point, we form an formation and slaughter the Sanxian!"

"Heavy breath..." Wang Mang sneered, he was shocked by cicadas and demons for eight days, and at the limit, he was not only a loose immortal, but a real immortal.

But before he finished speaking, he saw Wei Yingwu, together with Sui Dao, holding Daoist Dianjin, and ran away with three flashes of spiritual light.

Wang Mang was speechless for a moment.

……

Until the early morning, the sky was dim and bright.

The main force of the coalition forces captured Hangu Pass, and did not wipe out the three masters of Sheji, Qingshi, and Danqing here. After all, if they want to escape, it is extremely difficult to keep them with Wei Bian's three unique treasures.

Once the Hangu Pass was empty, millions of troops marched in one by one, and the morale of the army was boosted for a moment. The disciples of all sects of immortals also felt that Chang'an was in sight, and the achievement of Dingding was at hand. So smooth.

On the way to march into Chang'an ahead, it seems that they have encountered a difficult dilemma.

Wei Yingwu led the sect masters, elders, and a group of casual cultivators to look at Chang'an from behind Hangu Pass before the army arrived, but he couldn't ignore the giant cicadas that were scattered all over the hundreds of miles before Chang'an.

The giant cicadas were so overwhelming that they pressed layers upon layers on the ground. Once a monk passed by, they would fly up in shock and devour him completely.

"Each giant cicada probably has a god-level cultivation and is extremely strong. The leader's Great Sun Dragon Thunder cannot destroy it."

Sui Dao frowned and said.

"And the person who commands the giant cicada in the middle is Wang Mang, the suzerain of the Wanfa Immortal Sect. He has already surrendered to the Heavenly Demon, and he is a Loose Immortal. We are no match for him."

"This... what should I do?" Lord Tianlang of Jindingzong lost an arm when he was hostile to Biluo Fuli last time. Of course, the loss of his body is nothing, and he can find some holy goods to make up for it in the future. , but outside Hangu Pass, the battle between the Peerless Sword Immortal and the Demon Lord is still not over.

Why is there another Wanfa Xianzong in front of me?

The four righteousnesses in this world, do they all take refuge in the demons?

That's amazing too, isn't it?

Who is the right way in the world?

Omen?

All the masters of the primordial spirit were all shocked by this news.

And this palpitation was also caught by Wang Mang in the formation of giant cicadas, he took a sip, it was very sweet.

……

"What should I do?" Everyone was asking Wei Yingwu.

When the world is fighting for hegemony, every master of the primordial spirit feels that he is in charge of one side and is an important person who is qualified to participate in the ownership of the world. can ask:

"How to do?"

"Has Lu Zhenxian made a plan?"

"Although the person in front of me is not as terrifying as the Heavenly Demon himself, he is also invincible to me. Could it be that Lu Zhenxian didn't leave a way to break it?"

"Leader, you have to ask the true immortal."

……

All the urging made Wei Yingwu busy to ask Shangxian with the divine pattern, and the answer was actually 704, but Wei Yingwu didn't know.

But he got an unexpected answer.

"...Can this work?" Wei Yingwu was stunned.

In the end, he was sucked by Wang Mang in the giant cicada formation, and by the way, Wei Yingwu was suspicious.

"Recite poetry...what do you mean...?"

Wang Mang also felt weird.

At this time, in the opposing camp, there were already tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers, together with more than a hundred monks, and even some of them were powerful souls, who were reciting a poem in unison to Wang Mang's side:

"On the gold list. Occasionally lost the leading position. In the Ming Dynasty, the temporary virtuous, how to go. The situation is not successful, and the struggle is not unrestrained. Why bother to talk about death. Talented poets are naturally white-clothed ministers.

Fireworks Lane, Yiyue Danqing barrier.Fortunately, I have someone I like, and I can look for it.And you snuggle up to Hongcui, have a romantic life and a smooth life.Youth is paid for.Tolerate the false name and change it to shallow pour and low singing. "

What is this doing... Wang Mang felt very strange, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange movement in his body, a strange kind of strange celestial being of the same origin, flourishing...

3 Chapter Sixty

About 25 years ago.

Xu Junhu descended from Kunlun Mountain to this mortal world.

Lin Chong let him practice for ten years, wanting him to grow faster than his mind, and at the same time, he also took it to the Dongsheng Shenzhou to set up the magic eye road.