Chapter 367: The shadow of Qiuwu Avenue

"Rustle ---"
Every autumn, when a large number of fallen leaves cover the hills of the Zhushen Mountain, a similar sound will be made when stepping on the fallen leaves.
At first sight, this sound can calm people's minds, but after listening to the same sound repeatedly for a day, this rustling sound becomes a kind of torture.
This is the case for most people in the Temple of God.
Unlike several five-star mercenaries in the mercenary branch, after arriving at the Sky Dragon Palace, the people in the Goddess Hall did not pause at all.
The superb strength of the Goddess Hall immediately broke the mysterious wall.
The people who cut the temple have experienced painstaking cultivation since childhood, and this advantage is even more obvious, especially during long journeys and adventures.
When they entered the Sky Dragon Palace earlier, they used the method of teleportation, which also retained their strength to the greatest extent.
So despite all the hard work of the day, most people are energetic and not exhausted.
After seeing the Four Seasons Trail, Shaxi did not hesitate to choose the Autumn Trail, for the same reasons as Jin Nuo, autumn is her favorite season.
Moreover, Qiuwu Avenue is neither as barren and hot as the fire trail, nor does it want to be frozen for thousands of miles.
Qiuwu Avenue is a spacious avenue that only appears in bustling capitals like Ottawa and Himeji Castle.
Zong Shaoqing had no objection. In fact, in most cases, this goddess of great strength would not speak.
As he treats Shaxi, he is not cold or cold, and seems polite.
On both sides of the road, there are tall trees like Fengtong, walking in autumn, and the autumn wind comes out. The autumn leaves on the tree fall like the dead leaves, and they look very beautiful.
After Shaxi entered Qiu Zhi, he deliberately followed Zong Shaoqing and wanted to go hand in hand with him.
I don't know if Zong Shaoqing didn't squint and walked straight ahead. Other people's legs are high. In addition, they are not at the same level as Shaxi. If they want to get out of Shaxi, a few steps down, Shaxi will be Fall a distance.
She still didn't know what to do, and her mouth yelled, "Shao Qing, slow down, I can't keep up."
Zong Shaoqing didn't raise her eyelids, and Shen Sheng said, "Song Mu, go forward with the goddess."
Song Mu's mouth twitched, and her heart was bitter.
When Shaxi was so angry, he simply did not follow Zong Shaoqing behind, and walked in the ranks of Ale.
Although the scenery of the autumn road is beautiful, even the beautiful scenery may look tired.
After walking for a day, standing on both sides of the road, Feng Wu, with white bark and long palm-sized leaves, looks like two parallel lines that never end, and slips backwards, as if there is no margin.
All the people in the Temple of the Gods were dressed in large robes, and when they walked across the deciduous tree-lined road, their soles and sleeves were rubbed, and the monotonous sound made the nerves of everyone numb.
"Shaoqing, how long will it take to arrive, I can't hold on," Shaxi regretted, knowing that the road was so endless, she chose another road.
Zong Shaoqing didn't agree with her to visit the ancient heroes cemetery this time. Thanks to the core ruling recently sent by his mother, one of them lobbied hard, and Zong Shaoqing agreed.
"If you don't want to move forward, go back," Zong Shaoqing said calmly.
Turn back? Already gone, if it turns back, wouldn't it be a good medicine to go another day.
Shaxi gritted her teeth and had to bite her scalp forward. Her heart was angry, and there was nowhere to vent. There was a fire in her heart, so she had to bleed the fire on the dead leaves under her feet.
Xuanli gathered on the toes, and when she pressed it hard, some innocent broken leaves on the ground were trampled by her into powder.
The people in the Temple of Divinity continued to move forward, but compared to the earlier spirit, most people showed fatigue after this day and night trip.
It's not that the journey is tiring, but that this seemingly endless road has brought great mental torture to everyone.
Among all the people, only Zong Shaoqing looked at ease and looked neither anxious nor irritable. His wide sleeves snored in the autumn wind, and at his feet, his robe brought out a looming light and shadow on the leaves, only If you look closely, you will find that Zong Shaoqing walked out of date, and the toes were not completely covered with fallen leaves.
As if the fallen leaves would stain his clothes.
When the crowd passed by, a few leaves that were crushed into powder by Shaxi moved suspiciously, and soon they were pieced together into a few leaves.
On the autumn trail, the fallen leaves still fall from the tree from time to time, as if it had never been changed for thousands of years.
"Rustle ---"
The light sound, in the end, has sharpened the acuity of the human machine to the minimum.
"Quack!"
As if someone accidentally stepped on a dead branch under the tree, the leaves on the ground quietly changed.
One, two, and three, originally on a tree-lined avenue full of fallen leaves, the golden yellow maple leaves were swirling into leaf swirls.
The talent of human feet stepped on, and that vortex changed.
Zong Shaoqing stopped suddenly.
Behind him, none of the Goddess Halls that were supposed to follow were gone.
A figure appeared in front of him, a man surrounded by mysterious beasts, struggling to kill.
When he got closer, the man looked back at Zong Shaoqing, showing an anxious expression, "It's you! Come and save me,"
Moonlight! After seeing the face wearing a golden mask, Zong Shaoqing's face without any expression showed a silky color.
Fighting with Yue Jinghua is several sixth-order Canglan Demon Wolf.
Under the siege of the wolves, Yue Jinghua was already covered with scars.
Zong Shaoqing flew a few flashes at his feet, broke into the wolf pack, and Yue Jinghua back to back, each holding a side.
"Why are you here?" Zong Shaoqing felt behind him, the breathless soft body, and a familiar scent came on his face.
How could Jin Nuo and his party enter the Autumn Trail earlier than them.
"I don't know. After I entered the Sky Dragon Palace with the Imperial Dragon Knight, I randomly chose a path. Following that path, I was separated from the crowd until I met this group of beasts," Yue Jing Hua said that he gave Zong Shaoqing a grateful look: "We work together to kill the wolves and enter the Dragon Court together later."
"OK," Zong Shaoqing agreed.
A flash of black light in his hand, a purple black sword looming, ready to slay the wolves.
Seeing Zong Shaoqing's preparations for defending the enemy, Yue Jinghua's eyes flashed a guilty light, silently pointing the converging sword in her hand to the vital points of Zong Shaoqing's back, without hesitation Stab it.
"Rustle ---"
Every autumn, when a large number of fallen leaves cover the hills of the Zhushen Mountain, a similar sound will be made when stepping on the fallen leaves.
At first sight, this sound can calm people's minds, but after listening to the same sound repeatedly for a day, this rustling sound becomes a kind of torture.
This is the case for most people in the Temple of God.
Unlike several five-star mercenaries in the mercenary branch, after arriving at the Sky Dragon Palace, the people in the Goddess Hall did not pause at all.
The superb strength of the Goddess Hall immediately broke the mysterious wall.
The people who cut the temple have experienced painstaking cultivation since childhood, and this advantage is even more obvious, especially during long journeys and adventures.
When they entered the Sky Dragon Palace earlier, they used the method of teleportation, which also retained their strength to the greatest extent.
So despite all the hard work of the day, most people are energetic and not exhausted.
After seeing the Four Seasons Trail, Shaxi did not hesitate to choose the Autumn Trail, for the same reasons as Jin Nuo, autumn is her favorite season.
Moreover, Qiuwu Avenue is neither as barren and hot as the fire trail, nor does it want to be frozen for thousands of miles.
Qiuwu Avenue is a spacious avenue that only appears in bustling capitals like Ottawa and Himeji Castle.
Zong Shaoqing had no objection. In fact, in most cases, this goddess of great strength would not speak.
As he treats Shaxi, he is not cold or cold, and seems polite.
On both sides of the road, there are tall trees like Fengtong, walking in autumn, and the autumn wind comes out. The autumn leaves on the tree fall like the dead leaves, and they look very beautiful.
After Shaxi entered Qiu Zhi, he deliberately followed Zong Shaoqing and wanted to go hand in hand with him.
I don't know if Zong Shaoqing didn't squint and walked straight ahead. Other people's legs are high. In addition, they are not at the same level as Shaxi. If they want to get out of Shaxi, a few steps down, Shaxi will be Fall a distance.
She still didn't know what to do, and her mouth yelled, "Shao Qing, slow down, I can't keep up."
Zong Shaoqing didn't raise her eyelids, and Shen Sheng said, "Song Mu, go forward with the goddess."
Song Mu's mouth twitched, and her heart was bitter.
When Shaxi was so angry, he simply did not follow Zong Shaoqing behind, and walked in the ranks of Ale.
Although the scenery of the autumn road is beautiful, even the beautiful scenery may look tired.
After walking for a day, standing on both sides of the road, Feng Wu, with white bark and long palm-sized leaves, looks like two parallel lines that never end, and slips backwards, as if there is no margin.
All the people in the Temple of the Gods were dressed in large robes, and when they walked across the deciduous tree-lined road, their soles and sleeves were rubbed, and the monotonous sound made the nerves of everyone numb.
"Shaoqing, how long will it take to arrive, I can't hold on," Shaxi regretted, knowing that the road was so endless, she chose another road.
Zong Shaoqing didn't agree with her to visit the ancient heroes cemetery this time. Thanks to the core ruling recently sent by his mother, one of them lobbied hard, and Zong Shaoqing agreed.
"If you don't want to move forward, go back," Zong Shaoqing said calmly.
Turn back? Already gone, if it turns back, wouldn't it be a good medicine to go another day.
Shaxi gritted her teeth and had to bite her scalp forward. Her heart was angry, and there was nowhere to vent. There was a fire in her heart, so she had to bleed the fire on the dead leaves under her feet.
Xuanli gathered on the toes, and when she pressed it hard, some innocent broken leaves on the ground were trampled by her into powder.
The people in the Temple of Divinity continued to move forward, but compared to the earlier spirit, most people showed fatigue after this day and night trip.
It's not that the journey is tiring, but that this seemingly endless road has brought great mental torture to everyone.
Among all the people, only Zong Shaoqing looked at ease and looked neither anxious nor irritable. His wide sleeves snored in the autumn wind, and at his feet, his robe brought out a looming light and shadow on the leaves, only If you look closely, you will find that Zong Shaoqing walked out of date, and the toes were not completely covered with fallen leaves.
As if the fallen leaves would stain his clothes.
When the crowd passed by, a few leaves that were crushed into powder by Shaxi moved suspiciously, and soon they were pieced together into a few leaves.
On the autumn trail, the fallen leaves still fall from the tree from time to time, as if it had never been changed for thousands of years.
"Rustle ---"
The light sound, in the end, has sharpened the acuity of the human machine to the minimum.
"Quack!"
As if someone accidentally stepped on a dead branch under the tree, the leaves on the ground quietly changed.
One, two, and three, originally on a tree-lined avenue full of fallen leaves, the golden yellow maple leaves were swirling into leaf swirls.
The talent of human feet stepped on, and that vortex changed.
Zong Shaoqing stopped suddenly.
Behind him, none of the Goddess Halls that were supposed to follow were gone.
A figure appeared in front of him, a man surrounded by mysterious beasts, struggling to kill.
When he got closer, the man looked back at Zong Shaoqing, showing an anxious expression, "It's you! Come and save me,"
Moonlight! After seeing the face wearing a golden mask, Zong Shaoqing's face without any expression showed a silky color.
Fighting with Yue Jinghua is several sixth-order Canglan Demon Wolf.
Under the siege of the wolves, Yue Jinghua was already covered with scars.
Zong Shaoqing flew a few flashes at his feet, broke into the wolf pack, and Yue Jinghua back to back, each holding a side.
"Why are you here?" Zong Shaoqing felt behind him, the breathless soft body, and a familiar scent came on his face.
How could Jin Nuo and his party enter the Autumn Trail earlier than them.
"I don't know. After I entered the Sky Dragon Palace with the Imperial Dragon Knight, I randomly chose a path. Following that path, I was separated from the crowd until I met this group of beasts," Yue Jing Hua said that he gave Zong Shaoqing a grateful look: "We work together to kill the wolves and enter the Dragon Court together later."
"OK," Zong Shaoqing agreed.
A flash of black light in his hand, a purple black sword looming, ready to slay the wolves.
Seeing Zong Shaoqing's preparations for defending the enemy, Yue Jinghua's eyes flashed a guilty light, silently pointing the converging sword in her hand to the vital points of Zong Shaoqing's back, without hesitation Stab it.