Chapter 1671: Tourmaline Palace

"The other two women and the child?" Yang Ling released his hand, and the news that Xi Qingyue had not died can be said to make his heart settle a lot.
"Everything...has been taken away, I will not know it later!" Mu Qing gasped his neck and gasped, watching Yang Ling's eyes more frightened. Just then, he felt that he was almost dead.
"It seems that I guessed it well. This is what the Jiudiandao Palace is doing. Let's go!" Yang Ling turned and walked down under his feet. The three disappeared instantly.
"Call~" Mu Qing wiped a sweat from his forehead and felt like the whole person was just like fishing out of the water. Just when he took out a communication jade from the storage ring and prepared to activate it, suddenly one The extremely horrible atmosphere of the stock has fallen from the sky.
"Boom~"
The huge dragon-rim star went down, and the branch of the tourmaline palace, which occupies thousands of square kilometers, collapsed into a large pit several kilometers deep. Everything was completely annihilated by horror, and a living thing was There is no chance to escape.
The Tianxuzhou Bibijie is the headquarters of the Bishou Palace Xianmen.
This world is not big, but it is full of aura. In the middle of the huge nebula in the middle of the tourmaline palace, there is a huge planet thousands of times larger than the earth. The vegetation is flourishing and the scenery is beautiful. It stretches in the center of the planet. Among the endless mountains, a cluster of dozens of mountains spanning millions of square kilometers is hidden above the clouds.
Pavilions, arches and arches, high-rise halls, a group of groups, layered in layers between the waterfall Feiquan and the pines and vines, among which the brilliance of the stars is swaying, which is the spirit of the flowers and plants. The energy fluctuations, among the mountains, the birds and beasts, the tigers and leopards are among them, the colorful birds are flying, and the end is a fairy.
Dozens of towering towering peaks each have one or several imaginary atmospheres, and in the stretch of buildings, occasionally you can see a few spiritual disciples who have passed the magic weapon. It is almost hidden in the mountains.
On the top of a mountain peak, there is a quaint temple with a magnificent space of hundreds of square kilometers. On the large and magnificent gate, there is a big aura with aura of anger, and the three big characters of the tourmaline are engraved on it. Strong, look at it as if the soul is going to fall into it.
Above the main hall, a face full of folds, the old man who is going to be spotted and bald, and who is about to enter the earth, is sitting cross-legged on the futon with aura of aura and closing his eyes to meditate. Behind the old man, a ghost of a beast is looming, constantly roaring in the void. It seems that I will rush out at any time to tear everything.
The old man's body is still sitting around six virtual monks, each with a magic weapon hanging over his head, emitting a colorful light to cover the old man.
At the entrance of the main hall stood two monks in the virtual world. At this time, they all looked at the situation above the main hall, and their faces were solemn.
"Hey, the old house owner's demon is getting stronger and stronger, and in a few days I am afraid we can't suppress it!" It seems that older elders sighed.
"Up to no more than half a year. Since the battle of the wild ruins, the old palace gods have been wounded. The demon has taken the opportunity to wake up and devour the gods of the old palace. Even if it is suppressed for a few years, it does not seem to have much effect. If you still can't find a way to the spiritual world, the old palace master will be controlled by the demon and become a real demon repair! At that time, I am afraid that the entire palace will have a big disaster." Another slightly younger middle The old man said.
"At the beginning, some people saw that Yang Ling disappeared from the Qinglong Lei Cave in the ruins of the wild. Unfortunately, the woman named Xi Qingyue did not know anything, otherwise the old palace owner would not be so desperate!"
"I can't find a passage to leave the nine days and ten places. I am afraid that we will become the same ending as the old palace owner. We will merge the imaginary and the imaginary roads... and smelt the imaginary road... Is there really a meditation in the world? The old monk looked bitter and turned to look outside the palace. However, suddenly the body trembled and his eyes bulged out.
I saw the big square in front of the Lingxiao Palace. Suddenly three young people came out of the void and looked relaxed and relaxed.
"Who is arrogant about my tourmaline palace gate hall?" After the moment of disappointment, the old man screamed out in one step, and appeared in front of the three in a flash, but before he stood still, he saw the young man who was headed With a wave of hand, an irresistible pressure suddenly came to the surface. The old man was hit by a flying superstar. He snorted with a spurt of blood. The body flew out many times faster than the speed of the body. Swinging, the old man directly hit the wall of the main hall.
"Boom ~" the wall directly blasted a big hole, and the whole hall was swayed with thousands of miles.
"Looking for death~" Another middle-aged man walked forward in the air, a flying sword appeared out of thin air, and instantly rose to the size of a kilometer and fell down against the three.
Looking at the flying sword that screamed through the void, Yang Ling didn’t blink. He stood on the Yunhailong next to him and walked out with a kilometer-high virtual shadow. He reached out and grabbed his eyebrows. The kilometer long gun was caught in the hands of the evil spirits, and the gun tip was picked up.
"When ~"
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"Brother, I will help you!" Yan Ruyu's body flashed, but also a handsome and elegant virtual soul came out, the hand grabbed, the sword held in the hand against the middle-aged monk rushed up.
At this time, the middle-aged monk also released a demon's law, waving sharp claws and Yan Ruyu battle together, Yunhailong's virtual soul method also joined the rifle, the two men joined the middle-aged monk, huge square On the top, a group of color energy continued to blast, although the ground has a blessing of the array, but under the impact of the violent, it is still broken, the bricks and stones are flying, and a crack in the cracks continues to appear.
Just when Yang Ling hit the old man, the huge movements had already alarmed the entire Lingxiao Palace. Among the peaks thousands of miles away, a figure flew up and then caught the void and instantly appeared on the square. In the blink of an eye, dozens of virtual monks were encircled at the entrance of the main hall, and more monks with more spiritual conditions appeared constantly. In just a few minutes, they were already surrounded by nearly 10,000 people.
"Cough cough~"
Above the main hall, like the old palace of the dying tourmaline palace, the eyes of the faint red light are shining, and the voice is hoarse and said: "How can it be so noisy outside?"
"It seems that there are foreign enemies!" An old man who had to be silvered in the answer.

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