Storm of Kings

　　Flying City, Book Saint Dou and Five Emperors!

　　 The sky is full of big characters, and the sky is full of articles, just like a long bridge connecting the sky, suppressing the emperor's arrogance.

　　 "The mountain of books has roads and diligence as a path, and there is no end to study the sea and work hard!"

　　 "Different ways are not conspiring, do you wait for the emperor to really know the suffering of the people? Do you wait for the emperor to really know the hard work of the students?"

　　 "No, you don't know!"

The voice of 　　 was deafening, and the huge calligraphy was like a bell hitting the five emperors, making them very uncomfortable.

　　 At this moment, the voice was raised high, and Wang Xizhi stood in the air reading aloud, writing a magnificent text without stopping in his hands.

　　 "Yan Dan is a good nourishment scholar, aspiring to repay his strength. He recruits Bai Fuliang and wins Jing Qing in the old age. The gentleman dies his confidant and takes the sword out of Yanjing. Su Jiming Guangmo, generously sent me off."

　　 "The male hair refers to the crown of danger, rushing into the air. Drinking candied fruit is easy on the water, and there are four heroes in the water. Gradually leaving and building, Song Yi sings loudly. Xiao Xiao is sorrowful, the wind passes, and the cold is born."

　　 "The sound of Shang is more runny, and the hero is shocked by the feathers. The heart knows that he will not return, and he will have a future name. When I board the car, I will fly into the Qin Court. The fierce and fierce more thousands of miles, the surpassing thousands of cities..."

　　 The five emperors were taken aback for a moment. This poem was wrong, and it was completely unrelated to the previous poems.

　　 Kangxi shouted: "Not good!"

　　 This bad scream was a little late, and I only heard the sound of a clang behind me, that was the sound of drawing a sword.

　　 "Damn! The eternal assassin Jing Ke!" Jiaqing reacted quickly, but the moment the sword light appeared, he had already bypassed his neck and jumped towards his old son Qianlong.

　　 The five emperors were furious. It turned out that Wang Xizhi was to obliterate their power from beginning to end. The real shot was Jing Ke, the Jing Ke who stabbed King Qin.

　　 Damn Jing Ke! King Qin, Zhou Lie’s ancestor spirit is King Qin, so he dared to help the enemy!

　　 In the blink of an eye, the five arrogances went one and the other, Qianlong was seriously injured, which was equal to one and a half.

　　 Jing Ke left as soon as he touched him, and did not give the Five Emperors a chance to touch the corner of his clothes.

Wang Xizhi laughed and looked down and said: "These five emperors have finally been broken. You are in charge of the top three in the country, and you have just gathered the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements. That's why it has an incredible effect. Unfortunately, the world is rich in three generations. Gong also has its ups and downs. The weakest is Jiaqing, and the door is also on him. Dust to dust, dirt to dirt, go back! Go back together!"

　　 Hearing this, looking at Wang Xizhi's expression again, the remaining four emperors were shocked.

Seeing that all the big characters began to disintegrate, Kangxi couldn't help asking: "You Wang Xizhi is a book sage. Is it worthwhile to assist Zhou Lie? What he can give you, we can also give it. In addition, you clearly have the upper hand, why Sacrifice yourself? Take us and die together?"

"Hahaha! How easy is it to destroy you? This is a **** journey. There is never a little bit of tricks. The old man has long known that sacrifice is inevitable. Some ancestor spirits have to compete with descendants for control, and some ancestor spirits see it very much. Open, it was originally an old ghost who sank into the pile of old papers. It is already very happy to be able to help future generations. As long as Fufengzi can go further on this road, the old man’s remaining wishes are enough! Satisfied, hahaha, the book can Vivid, clear words, suppress you, town, town, town..."

　　 "Boom, boom, boom..."

　　 The underground palace is being annihilated, forming a deeper mystery lock, the mystery lock! Book sage Wang Xizhi calmly faced the extinction, where did the four old ghosts come from? Where to go back! It collapsed in a moment, leaving no trace.

Jing Ke fell into the darkness and sighed: "Eternal Emperor Karma, Wanshi Xiongji, since the reincarnation of Heaven has made me the ancestor spirit of Xiao Ning, let him Zhou Lieying, not helping your family, do I still help you a bunch of Yi people? I don’t know who else has the ghost idea here, and if someone comes, I’ll have to sacrifice myself for justice! Ha ha, Xiao Ning’s child is like my ancestor. This is the inheritance and blood dependence. What could be better than this in the world. More important thing? Kill! Who will kill who today."

　　 At the same time, the war at the headquarters of the bad guys came to an end, and Mr. Shui Jing stepped over the pool of blood and walked deep underground.

　　 There are all dead bodies behind him, and the three big bad guys have not been able to stop this powerful old ghost with their best efforts.

　　 Mr. Shui Jing opened the compass and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Xu Xiake, it turns out that you mobilized the earth's energy. Can you dare to show up?"

　　 "Rumble..."

Flying sand and rocks came rushing forward, absorbing the blood that was almost flowing into a river of blood nearby, and cast a stone figure upwards. He opened his blood-red eyes and said: "Mr. Shui Jing! Your injury is already extremely serious, turn your head! Turn your head back to the shore! Even Guiguzi himself! , There is no way to open the mystery lock, forward can only destroy the evil stone room, someone has already revived and is ready to deal with you! You can't find us!"

　　 "Really? Didn't you come out? As long as you come out, I can find Zhou Lie." Mr. Shui Jing released the jade seal upwards, and the purple shining light shining in all directions, suddenly stopped Xu Xiake.

　　 "Oh! Persevering!" The stone man immediately twisted and transformed into a wall.

　　 No, that's not a wall.

　　 There is blood infiltrating and condensing into a two-meter-high blood mirror, which is ancient in shape and radiant blood.

　　The ground air flowed out, and the corpses that had fallen nearby gave birth to white and green hairs and scales and stood up, bleeding from their eyes and staring at Mr. Shui Jing.

Seeing the zombies rushing, Mr. Shui Jing snorted: "Huh! Xu Xiake, it's no wonder that someone says that you are a holy sage, where is a holy character? When you see it today, you will only use these tricks? It's not elegant."

　　 Talking, Mr. Shui Jing raised his hand to light up the big purple seal.

　　 literally billions of light appeared, shooting through unhindered from top to bottom, positioning all the zombies in place.

　　 This is broken. Although there are many zombies, they can only roar occasionally, unable to move half a step forward, making the blood mirror a decoration.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the mirror ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ turned back and said: "Is it a saint? Xu Xiake never cared about me! I'm just a traveler obsessed with the scenery along the way! I did get out of the mystery lock. Isn't your Mister Shui Jing's mind still able to guess the old man's wish?"

　　 "What? How can you sacrifice yourself so cruelly? You are the biggest fool in the world. Since you have the opportunity to live your life again, why do you want to fulfill those who can't afford it?"

　　 Xu Xiake said solemnly: "My younger generations are better than me!"

　　 The voice pauses slightly, and the blood mirror resonates, showing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the beauty of the world, the scenery of the four seasons...

Just listen to the long voice chanting: "Where to stay after stepping out of the west gate? Looking back at Ning Hai, the moon is like a hook. The length of the mountain should be a pre-existence appointment, and the vast water will usher in this world. The haze over the ridge opens the picture scroll, and the footprints of the forest write the spring and autumn , If the breeze understands the will of the pedestrians, follow Juntian all the way down!"

　　 "Hahaha, the lower reaches of the sky, travel the world!"

"Success requires memorials, so that my generations of descendants can go further and see more beautiful scenery on the road! For this, everything is worth it! The old man is better than you, because I have a holy word somehow. Going back, connecting the past and the future, my wish is enough!"

　　 "Rumble..."

　　 The blood mirror gave birth to Wanli beacon smoke, which was the beacon tower built by all dynasties from ancient times to the present. Qiqi suppressed Mr. Shui Jing, causing him to let out a roar, his breath fell into a trough, life and death are unknown! ...

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