Chapter 169: Luck

Inside the palace, the captain Yueyue Tongshan looked up at the sky, with a doubt on his face: "What's going on? Why did the Jinyun of Qi Yun suddenly move?"
There was a flash of worry in his eyes: "The prime minister and the commander Su have left. If anything happens at this time, it will be troublesome."
"Booming." Qi Yun Jinlong's momentum skyrocketed, his body was more solid, and the dragons were also slightly spiritual.
It roared loudly in the sky, holding in its mouth a seal of shining gods with shining golden light, and a huge blue-colored seal on the dragon claw suddenly appeared.
"Feng Shenbang and the Seal of Repressing the National Games ?!" Taiwei Mansion, Bai Shi looked at Jin Yun's actions in surprise, all kinds of speculations in his head turned sharply.
"Roar!" Qi Yun Jinlong roared, smashing into boundless Qi Yun scattered into the sea of ​​clouds.
A golden dragon the size of three feet was drilled in the sea of ​​clouds between the beards.
After Jinlong made a circle around Yin Xi, he bumped into Xi Feng's list against Xi Yin.
The Jin Mang on the Fengshen list burst suddenly, causing pain in the eyes.
When the light disappeared, Fengshenbang and Yuxi sank into the sea of ​​luck.
The sea of ​​clouds tumbled for a long time, and the little golden dragons reappeared, quickly flying back to all parts of the country, parked in the air over the city halls and quiet.
Yu Su's eyes flashed with surprise outside Doctor Yu's residence.
If he is not mistaken, the last place where Fengshenbang shines is the empress Rongya.
He frowned, and His Majesty suddenly transferred his luck to the Royal Princess, what could have happened to the Royal Princess? !!
Inside Xiaoqianjie, Rong Xian looked at her body in disintegration, rubbing her temples that were sore, and her eyes were full of annoyance.
She didn't expect that the cost of disturbing the secret was so great that she ran out of luck and almost destroyed her soul.
Demon siege of Yuxiaomen, her purpose is to destroy the Yu clan, but she actually wants to find people hiding in the dark and still thinking of artifacts.
She hasn't forgotten that some people had been looking for the Lord and the Lord when they were in Shiqiao County three years ago.
There is always only one purpose for finding the heart and honoring the Lord, the artifact.
Although the mysterious force was eradicated, it was said that it would not be able to hide itself organically.
Rong Xian knows that she may be too concerned, but she would rather think more, even if this action is just one more step. Anyway, she has done a lot of things to control the situation and turn the clouds over, which is not bad.
Before leaving Xiaoqianjie, she had to give it up.
She didn't care if anyone could see that she was behind Moxiu, she didn't hide her trace too much.
But one thing she cared about was the presence of the Lord.
Xi Xinzun was dead 16 years ago, and Rong Xian is still alive.
Rong Xian can be the heir to the Lord, a relative, a stakeholder of mutual benefit, and can replace the existence of the Lord, but he must not be the Lord.
So agitating the secret is something that must be done.
Rong Xian's eyes were as deep as the sea, and under the calm was a turbulent undercurrent.
Looking at the faintly disappearing lower body, Rong Xian opened her mouth and just wanted to say, a huge fortune penetrated through many spaces and merged with her body.
But in an instant, Rong Xian felt the full power in the body.
She looked down at herself, her figure recovered again, and all her discomfort disappeared.
Rong Xian's eyes were so complicated that she knew who helped her without even thinking about it.
It is the emperor who stands above nine days!
There was a warm current in her heart, her expression warm and soft, the corners of her mouth moved lightly, and the silent words uttered unconsciously: Thank you.
In the distant palace, the lonely emperor seemed to hear her voice, and the light-colored lips curled an inexperienced lightness and lightness, and the eyes, like the deep and drooping night when snow fell, refracted 凛Winter-like star glory, joyful and comfortable.
Within Xiaoqianjie, but one day's work, the story of the magic gate surrounding Yu Xiaomen is well known to the world.
The righteous people were puzzled. The magic gate has been shrinking for the past three years. What irritation is it now, and why is it suddenly happening? !!
Whatever it is, they must take this opportunity to eradicate the malignant tumor, and return the world to Yunlang.
But the news that came later made them stunned their chins. This time, not only was the magic gate dispatched, but many reclusive old monsters from the retreat came out. They were stationed in groups around Yuxiaomen. I didn't kill anyone when I saw it, but I asked him back politely.
Of course, if you have to go in Yuxiaomen, they won't stop, but if you want to come out again, then it is unlikely.
But if someone kicks his nose on his face, they will let that person get to know the magical mood of ‘moody’.
Xuanhua Mountain, Yangming knelt in front of Tsinghua ’s real people and said,
Master, let the disciples go. The magic gate has been hidden before. Everyone ca n’t find their trace. This time they brought it to their door. At this second chance, the disciples must find the body of the younger sister and younger sister. "
Yang Ming said that there was a pain in the bottom of her heart. Xiao Shimei died tragically, and her body was not left after her death. She was carrying the essence of the sword emperor. How could those people make her body full?
He must kill all those magical cultivations so that the little teacher can rest in the spirit of heaven.
Tsinghua looked at the stubborn apprentice and sighed, saying, "Being a teacher is not to let you go, but there is something strange about it. Monks from the right path have sent invitations to form an alliance to fight against magic. Will set off and will take you there. "
Yang Ming looked happy: "Yes, my disciples thank you Master."
In Ziwei City, Yun Youfeng received the news, holding a big sword for an hour in the city, and finally replaced the city's main house, put on his military clothes, and headed for Yuxiaomen.
The Lu family, the legendary oldest ancestor of the Lu family who lived the longest and lived the longest time, looked at the junior in front of him with some headaches. He bitterly advised: "Yuaner, this time the action of the magic gate is unusual. The monster just came up with an old one who is stronger than my ancestor, I am old, you are undoubtedly sent to death, is n’t it good to stay at the Lu family? The ancestor taught you a set of boxing skills, and you will learn the magic gates later You can't help it. "
"How long will it take?" Lu Yuan asked expressionlessly.
The Lu Lao group resolutely responded: "Three hundred years."
Lu Yuan turned his head and walked without stopping. He could not hear the ancestors' shouts.
In the back, some old ancestors of the Lu family scolded and scolded, "Children and grandchildren are not filial."
But his unfilial sons and daughters have gone towards Zongmen.
Lu Yuan didn't understand that his ancestors were worried about him, but Yu Xiaomen was his teacher, and there were his teachers and brothers in it. How could he let go of them and ignore himself?