1-year novice protection period

As a result, Xu Junhu grew into a prodigal son in love.

Relying on the name of "Xu Sanbian", he specializes in love poetry, which is resounding in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, the Tang Dynasty was still a prosperous age. Xu Junhu broke the piano on Chang'an Street and wrote a hundred exquisite poems. On top of the collection, it has been infused with a thousand-year-old literary spirit, which can be called the heyday of life.

This song "Crane Soaring to the Sky" was left by him before he left Chang'an.

Among them, the self-promise of "the prime minister in white clothes" was once passed down as a beautiful story in Chang'an.

At this moment, all the generals of the coalition army, looking north to Chang'an, were hindered by Wang Mang, and in order to defeat the enemy, they recited this poem of Xu Junhu's most proud scene in his life, which immediately aroused changes in Wang Mang's body.

A trace of robbery.

Live in a blink of an eye.

It's on top of the immortal body protection transformed by Wang Mang's shocking cicadas for eight days.

That drop of blood that Lin Chong dripped on his body in Wanfa Immortal Library that day.

It was Xu Junhu's back move on the top of Kunlun Mountain when Xu Junhu retreated to cultivate his tribulation power.

If Xu Junhu dies, the blood nerves hidden in this blood will be Xu Junhu's last legacy in the world.

If Xu Junhu has hope of resurrection, then this drop of blood will be the most closely related to him.

At this moment, the blood is regenerated.

Like a stubborn disease, it grew on the Eight Days Shocking Cicada Immortal Machine, which immediately made Wang Mang suspicious. He was busy turning over several cicada shells, interlaced inside and outside, killing each other, trying to wipe away the blood of the catastrophe.

But the eight-day frightening cicada and the six-six killing life and death robbery scriptures have the same origin. Moreover, Wang Mang became a Sanxian by parasitizing the disciples of the ten thousand dharma, and those ten thousand dharma disciples had already been planted with robbery blood by Xu Junhu Therefore, it can be said that both Wang Mang and Xu Junhu attained the Tao by parasitizing from the secrets of the myriad dharmas.

So even if Wang Mang turned around for another eight days to startle the cicadas, he couldn't stop the parasitism of the power of death on him.

That drop of death-calamity blood swelled bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye, it dyed a cicada shell bloody.

Dye to the next layer of cicada shell...

"People outside the sky, you are very vicious!" Wang Mang knew that something was wrong, if he allowed the power of death to continue to spread, he might be named death for the magic all over him.

At that time, he will die and the demon will disappear, and the one with the power of death will be reborn.

To use the method of parasitism to ambush a demon lord, this man from outside the sky is too vicious!

squeak~

A cicada screamed.

It screamed so loudly that the whole world shook.

It also caused thousands of giant cicadas in the field hundreds of miles outside Chang'an city to die, half of them died.

It was also so loud that the allied army camps outside the Baili Chan formation, no matter the monks or ordinary soldiers, were full of fear and doubt. The monks could still hold on, but the ordinary soldiers seemed to be crazy, waving to the surroundings. When the swordsmen came up, the blood splashed on the spot for a while, like a Shura slaughterhouse.

……

On the eighth day, the autumn cicada dies as soon as it sings.

This sound should have the power of a true immortal.

With this cry.

Wang Mang chopped off nine layers of cicada shells from himself, and cut off four layers of them.

I saw the four layers of cicada shells peeling off and transforming into a whirlwind the color of blood. The wind turned rapidly, attracting the heavenly secrets to come to the world. Drawing bones is like drawing out of thin air, creating a real person.

But he is a handsome young man who is as graceful as a fairy descended into the world.

The young man opened his eyes, and saw one eye was black and the other was red, the black one means death, it is the Sutra of Death, the red one means life, it is the blood nerve.

Behind it, the infinite blood light spread away, awakening all the giant cicadas that had just been killed by Qiu Chan, and those giant cicadas took off their shells and turned into butterflies.

"I found a sleep in the building, and turned my body into a butterfly into the pot of heaven..." Xu Junhu looked at the butterflies all over the sky, and then looked at Wang Mang who was opposite, "You are a native of the sky, and you almost caused the young master to sleep forever. Today If I don't kill you, how can I be worthy of those confidantes who are looking forward to giving birth to the young master!"

"Cough..." Wang Mang cut off half of his body for nothing, and Wang Mang's face was ashen, and he said with hatred: "People from beyond the sky, if you don't return your cultivation, I will swear to you today!"

"Wrong, wrong, young master is not someone from outside the sky, but the protagonist of this world!" Xu Junhu laughed. Zong has a formless and phaseless sword, let the guy on the opposite side remember it ruthlessly.

But just after waking up, I haven't figured out how the fairy machine works, but I saw a swaggering giant sword condensed and formed out of thin air, pointing straight to the sky, like a towering giant mountain, pressing towards Wang Mang again.

"It's so fierce to go here!" Xu Junhu exclaimed as he waved his giant sword.

boom!

Xu Junhu supported the sky with his sword.

And outside Hangu Pass, as if echoing it, Lin Haoheng also performed a [-]-foot sword formula, and saw the giant sword stretching across the sky, pressing towards Biluofuli, until Biluofu was pressed straight Li Jiejie's whereabouts seemed to fall into Hangu Pass.

"Haha, good boy, you've grown up!" Lin Hao felt that Xu Junhu's swordsmanship was in full swing, and he made this gesture to communicate with him.

It was Lin Haoheng who brought Xu Junhu, who was still in his infancy, back to Kunlun Mountain from Wanfa Mountains back then, which is definitely a life-saving grace.

"Uncle Lin! Little Tiger sends you hello!" Xu Junhu received the news, and amidst a long laugh, he pressed this nondescript giant sword on Wang Mang who was facing him.

However, unlike Lin Haoheng who was able to crush Bi Luo Fu Li to fall, Xu Junhu's sword hit Wang Mang's body, like a gust of breeze caressing his face, everything shattered.

The eight-day startling cicada's shell has gone to the fourth layer, its quality has not changed, and it still has the power of a true immortal, but this sword cannot hurt him.

While Xu Junhu was fighting with Wang Mang.

The Hundred Li Cicada Array outside Chang'an City also experienced a change.

First, there was a cicada, which almost broke everyone's ears, and directly drove thousands of ordinary soldiers into madness.

Then half of the giant cicadas died suddenly.

After a few more breaths, the dying giant cicada unexpectedly revived, and shed its shell and turned into butterflies, fighting with the other half of the surviving giant cicadas.

Scene after scene, it happened so dizzyingly.

But it was all after everyone obeyed Wei Yingwu's order and began to read this poem to Baili Chanzhen. Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Wei Yingwu with shock and admiration, but in fact they secretly sighed that it really is true immortality. Policy, never missing.

A single word breaks through the almost insurmountable and terrifying cicada formation.

"Leader, can we move forward?" Someone asked Wei Yingwu.

Wei Yingwu didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what happened.

But at this moment, those giant butterflies suddenly had to drive away the giant cicadas and give way to the official way. At the same time, a voice rang in Wei Ying's five ears: "You are the king of the dynasty chosen by the Shangxian!" ? It doesn't look like..."