Chapter 363: Two choices

It’s no wonder that Yuan Cheng Tianzun didn’t show up late. It’s no wonder that he sat on the side of the North Xuan Tianzun Nanxian Tianzun. The cold-eyed spectators robbery the original monsters, including now, Yuan Cheng Tianzun didn’t care about Yang Xinyue’s disclosure of him in front of Wan Xian. Planning - everyone, as well as the fairy world, have become abandoned.
All the cents were full of fear, and they were shocked and angry.
No one wants to die, and no one wants to die unconsciously.
"Killing the young singer, annihilating the people under the Yuanzun Tianzun!"
"Stop! We don't know anything!" The immortal who was attacked showed humiliation, and some had already planned to turn their backs. The rest of them were unbelievable. They felt that Yang Xinyue was open-minded and swearing.
They anxiously waited for Yuan Chengtian's words and refuted Yang Xinyue.
But they didn't wait for anything.
The floating pavilion was dead, and there was no movement except for the immortal who was so overwhelmed.
Hansong Xianjun closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Find the road, get out of here!"
The side of the Cheng Ya, who is next to him, wants to say something, but he is scared by the cold pine fairy.
The same thing happened in many places. The big Luo Jinxian, who originally relied on Heluo’s immortality, stayed away from the subordinates they had trusted.
- Yunchen Xianjun's identity is suspicious, it is likely to be Yuan Cheng Tianzun.
Who knows that Heluo, who was born in Yunchen Xianjun, claimed that he could speculate on the changes in the world of three thousand and look at the Heluo immortals of Heaven. Is there a problem?
Because the immortals of Heluo are mostly the Dalu Jinxian of the North Xuan Tianzun, they all know that Bei Xuan Tianzun has trusted Yunchen Xianjun for nearly a thousand years. Now, in retrospect, it is chilling.

How long has Tianzun not summoned us alone?

Hansong Xianjun used the gods to read, and the angry said to the Qing Dynasty.
All kinds of signs are showing that Yun Chenzi not only plans to plot Yang Xinyue. In recent years, especially after the rise of Chen Hefei in the small world, Bei Xuantianzun is rarely seen in the name of submersible.
For Hansong Xianjun, Beixuan Tianzun is not only the object of his loyalty, but also the North Xuan faction.
When I thought of Yunchenzi who had passed all of them, I secretly started to attack Beixuan Tianzun. Even if Yunchenzi’s identity is a fairyland air transporter, Hansong Xianjun is also furious.
Even if his anger is extreme, he is still sensible.
- He can't kill Yuan Cheng Tian Zun, and he can't kill each other, otherwise the fairyland under their feet will have problems.
"Clear! What are you still sending!" Han Song Xianjun had to use God to make a warning.
He knows what is the abnormality of Qinghe Xianjun.
Eight thousand years ago, Yang Xinyue was accidentally missing. As the elder of Nan Hezong’s elders, Qing Qing took people out to look for it. In the end, nothing was obtained. The North World’s North Xuan School, the beginning of the floating world, went to war, and the Qinghe was too late to go back. The aura effect of □ □ could not suppress the real yuan and was forced to cross the robbery.
Despite the fragmentation of the life of the Nanhe Zong, it proved that Yang Xinyue was dead, and Qinghe Xianjun was so worried.
After the battle of the catastrophe in the world, Qinghe Xianjun did not hesitate to bring the confidant to the Beixuan Tianzun. It was not because other people in the immortal population said that it was because of the failure of the position of Tianzun and the resentment of the resentment. It is because from the beginning to the end, Qinghe does not want to endure the same door of Nanzun’s group of people who died and died.
Especially in Qinghe Xianjun, the collapse of the small world in the early days of the floating, stems from the greed of the eight heavenly gods to the special air transport of this small world, and does not hesitate to provoke a melee in the human world. The death of the suicide of the sovereign is probably also the person of the fairyland. When masterpieces, Qinghe Xianjun would not want to endure it.
When I learned that Yang Xinyue might still be alive, the mood of Qinghe Xianjun can be imagined.
Now I know that Yang Xinyue’s origins are not simple, and the conspiracy involved is even greater. At this moment, it’s silly to clear the fairy king. Han Songxian was still suspicious of him, and he felt apologetic as Yang Xinyue stood on the side of the robbery and tried to destroy the fairyland.
But that's all.
The situation changed and the conspiracy emerged endlessly. The Hansong Xianjun was exhausted and almost did not want to believe any more.
For many years in the North Xuan Tianzun under the common sense of life, Hansong Xianjun finally put a stick and drank:
"Clear, you think about it, who told you at the beginning, Yang Xinyue is still alive?"
"..."
Who else can I still have?
The earliest Yuan Yuantian respected the lower bounds, the news leaked, the two Tianzun were very interested, checked and checked, and finally found that the floating world has a person who is not in the destiny, seems to be the target of Yuan Cheng Tianzun's lower bound.
Heluo sent immortals to calculate the secret, said that it was the sect of Nan Hezong who died 8,000 years ago.
Heluo!
The Qing Dynasty Xianjun squinted his eyes to the white-skinned man, who had a pale face and a pair of mouths and tongues.
Everyone who walks past the Baishouxian people reveals or thinks, or scorns.
The Qing Dynasty Xianjun had the same order as the Hansong Xianjun, and then walked outside the flying boat with the waiters, and the white-skinned face was like a gray, sitting on the ground, and there was chaos in his mind.
I didn't expect a cold resentment.
"What are you doing there, waiting to die?"
"Ah?" The white-bearded old man was stupid, and it was very ridiculous.
If Chen Wo is here, it can be said accurately that this person is definitely from the Heluo School, with the long eyebrows, and Tian Yanzhen is simply a fish in the pool.
"I don't want this lord, who has loyalty, can't you see this?" Qinghe Xianjun said coldly.
All the people who are waiting to speak, all closed their mouths.
Bai Shixian almost went through tears, although he usually was a little bit unconventional, and he didn't use it at the crucial moment. However, under the crisis, the value of loyalty is worthless.
Qinghe Xianjun is not the most powerful one in the Eight Immortals, nor is it clear, and even the days in Beixuan Tianzun are not good, just because he always likes to use things.
"Xian Jun, Yuan Cheng Tian Zun's heart and mind, what are we going to do?"
"Go to see Yang Zongzhu."
"This!"
The crowds face each other, some people quietly stop and do not want to keep up.
Yang Xinyue "has almost killed everyone here" is a fact, the origins are complicated, and it is also the person who is venerable and kills.
Qinghe Xianjun did not even look at them, but he went down the boat.
The sun and the moon, which are high in the sky, are dizzy, and the monsters are unconsciously biased toward the side where the silver moon is, curled up in the darkness, licking the wound, and rushing across the face.
A few Xianjun, regardless of the people in the group of monsters, all show their magical powers, want to break this canopy.
There are borders in the array, and the area covered by the array is 30,000 miles. The thorny burning sun is close to the fairyland. The silver moon is on the side of the Wanpu Valley. The celestial beings fight and retreat, and a swarm of bees runs toward the back.
Everyone wants to be far away from Yang Xinyue.
It is extraordinarily awkward to see such a group of people in the Qing Dynasty.
There are chaotic whirlpools everywhere, the monsters are not stupid, they prefer to find the order, Qinghe Xianjun looks hard bones, they will not provoke for the time being, but it is bitter to follow some of the immortals around Qinghe, holding the magic weapon, As the enemy.
"Lord!"
"you?"
Yang Xinyue's memory is too long, even he was not called Yang Xinyue, but the Nanhe sect was the most special one. He did not recognize Qinghe Xianjun for a while.
For immortals, the memory buried deep in the past will always be filtered out.
"It's you." Yang Xinyue stunned.
When he was stunned, the small swallowing whales swallowed their heads. After looking at the Qing Dynasty, they twisted their tails.
The family of swallowing sea beasts became a swallowing whale after degeneration. The shape changed a lot. There were no teeth in the mouth, no scales, and it was fat and round. It looked very stupid. The fins wrapped around Yang Xinyue’s neck and made a monotonous The cry.
Just like the mirage of that year, the little swallowing whale who was born with no cultivation talents and could only wait to be bought by people, and the young monk's legs clinging to the road, looked like a dead and alive.
Chen Wo laughed and turned his head and said to him: "Senior brother, he wanted to buy dragon crabs, not swallowing whales."
Yang Xinyue was sharp-minded and roared here: At that time, it was clearly poor, only one could be bought.
Then he thought of one thing.
Yuan Cheng Tianzun did not wait patiently for eight thousand years, nor was he incapable of finding a whole eight thousand years. He might have discovered that he was sleeping in the South China Sea, but he
"A hundred thousand reincarnations, he first forgot the candle dragon, and then blurred the swallowing beast that had been there, obviously should not remember."
Yunchenzi looked at the silver turn/disc indifferently. There was no sadness on his face: "It will be destined to be destined. It is not strange. I don't remember that the symbolic feelings have been honed by time. Even if it exists, it is not the most important thing, but Yang Xinyue. Why did you choose the candle dragon at the moment of consciousness?"
He reached out to the □ and the phantom was broken.
"not good!"
Nan Hongzi responded quickly and took Cui Shaoxin to the side.
I saw only a giant palm in the air, and when the void was gripped, the long scorpion was pulled up and slowly retracted into the crack.
"It's the way out, rushing out!"
A group of immortals and monsters, overjoyed, flew toward the place where the giant hand appeared.
Yang Xinyue stopped Qinghe Xianjun and shook his head.
At this time, the release of Chen He also avoided this side. When he was able to repair his oral chanting in his early years, he did not speak when he could not speak. Chen He was very stunned and spontaneously replaced him:
"This is how to break?"
"The formation of the law and the immortal world, only killed Yuan Cheng Tianzun."
Yang Xinyue has no scruples and bluntly: "I am desperate to be a sacred air transporter. I should have died before him. Now because of his planning, the atmosphere is the same as him, killing me."
"Lord!" Qinghe Xianjun is in a hurry, how can this be said casually.
The giant hand took back the long scorpion and the crack disappeared.
I didn’t have time to rush in, and I was disappointed there.
Those guys who seized the opportunity, swayed in front of them, appeared in the floating boat, did not see anything, they were stunned by Ruiguang, and the nucleus was crushed.
After the Qing dynasty sinned, he looked at Chang Yu with a provocative look.
Yun Chenzi put the accompanying fairy on his lap and said to the silver turn/pan:
"Want to leave here, one kills me, one kills Yang Xinyue, here is like a fairyland, not a dead god, never break."
Clear the heart of Xianjun, it’s cool.
There is no choice for this matter.
For the masses, these two people, one with a companionship, one without.
If one is dead, the outside fairyland is also finished, Yang Xinyue does not belong to this fairy world after all. What is rebirth?
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The text 363 chapter two choices. .