Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

Chapter 343: The Realm Of The Northland, Han Lian's Plan

In this crowd, there is an unremarkable team.

Zhou Shi was wrapped in this team, and his expression was somewhat tangled.

Go ahead, your own strength can only be counted as cannon fodder.

Don't go, his body is quite honest, and now he is dragging the cloud-turning beast to start his journey.

This guy just drank so much without knowing anything, he really didn't expect it.

What made him even more unexpected was that he couldn't wake up no matter how much he called.

The cloud-turning beast seems to be small in size, but when it is out of control, it weighs a few thousand pounds at least.

He was able to drag it, thank goodness.

I really don't know if going like this will delay my practice...

Just when Zhou Shi was thinking about it in his heart, he heard Meng Lian's words ringing in his ears.

"Battle against aliens. My sect has a plan for a long time. My Wushan Jianzong and Bingjialou formed an offensive and defensive alliance. I would like to open the treasure house of my two sects with military merits, just like Nantianzong and Guanhaizong in the Nanman war. Of!

Do everything, slaughter the aliens! "

As soon as these words circulated, the suffocation present was even more heavy.

Hearing this, Zhou Shi didn't think about it any more. He silently picked up the Phoenix Feather Chijin Tan, and suddenly slapped it on the cloud-turning beast's ass.

Because he knew that, as Zi Zhuangxing today, the two sects opened the sect treasure house, and everything, there is no room for manoeuvre.

If Zhou Shi is not famous, if he is famous, this battle of alien races will be his chance to rise!

....

Closer to home.

In the land of Yanbei Dao, Han Lian is searching for the ban of strange demons everywhere.

As for those strange demons banned, as long as he is sure to be able to open and kill the strange demons, there is no hesitation.

And in this process, if he encounters a strange demon incident, and above the Zifu realm, he mostly shoots to kill and refine.

Those under the Zifu realm were passed on to Jin Gemen and Tiancha Division by him one by one.

As for how far they can do it, it's not something he should think about.

During this process, Han Lian saw a lot of suffering in the world and could not help but remain silent.

Yanbei Road is not as prosperous as the other roads. Most of the population here gathers in the bitter and cold borders, while the ordinary people scattered in Yanbei Road have little shelter.

But fortunately, even so, those mortals still love their own lives and their hometowns quite a bit.

It is easy to satisfy these four words, which is his summary of the day.

But no matter how difficult the scene was, Han Lian didn't interfere too much.

So...that's pretty good.

For more than 80,000 years, there was once a very powerful dynasty, and the name taboo was no longer mentioned.

That dynasty took Zen Buddhism as the state religion, and promoted compassion and compassion.

There is no shortage of food, life is stable, and there is no need to pick up things on the road.

But then what?

Even though this dynasty was extremely strong, it did not endure a thousand-year robbery in the end.

Even if the strong are supporting it, those weak flowers like a greenhouse can't stand any wind and waves.

After the invasion of the strange demon, even if there is any omission, it will cause a catastrophe for life.

Because they have no blood and no determination to resist the demon.

They are a flock of lambs to be slaughtered.

After the last thousand years of robbery, this dynasty was a little horrified to discover that there was a thousand miles of bones, and many of the prefectures had been turned into empty cities.

Even if the Yuanhui catastrophe did not cause the scene, the first thousand years of the dynasty that ruled the world appeared.

According to historical records, there are two Zen ancestors who had a compassionate heart and pure Yang. After scrutinizing all kinds of things, they could not accept it for a while, but they collapsed the pure Yang Zifu by themselves, in order to console the grievances of the dead.

Although no one attacked and killed this sect, they handed over the world to the world. In the end, they left behind the inheritance. Almost all the strong people fell in the battle with the monsters later.

Looking at history, we can see the rise and fall!

Since then, the dynasties of all dynasties have begun, no matter how strong the national strength is, it will leave some suffering for the mortals, allowing them to grow tough.

Only in this way can Yanbei Dao hear the demon and fight with a knife, and Tiannan Dao know the savage and fight with blood.

Is there any better way?

Han Lian thinks that there may be, but for today's Falling Feather World, there is no such thing.

"I remember that in this Yanbei Road, there seems to be a sect of the painting skin sect among the ten sects of monsters. There is a monster of natural disasters banned there. Why haven't I found it?"

After exploring the entire Yanbei Dao, Han Lian found that he had not found what he wanted, so he could not help frowning.

Logically speaking, it should be possible to find it.

Could it be that the cultivator of the strange demon received the wind and used some means to hide him from the past?

Various thoughts flashed through Han Lian's mind, and finally he shook his head helplessly.

If this is the case, it would be reasonable for him to return without success.

It's just that a deity like himself came here, and if he returned without success, he would be really unwilling.

Such thoughts flashed through his heart, and at this moment he seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head.

The space in front of him was shattered, but when he saw the golden-winged Dapeng, he bumped into it like this.

After seeing Han Lian, its eyes were full of happy emotions, and the original huge figure began to shrink a little bit.

When it really came to Han Lian's shoulder, it was only the size of a palm.

"Master, fortunately not humiliated!"

Golden-winged Dapeng hugged his wings like a Jianghu person, and then he opened his mouth wide, and he brought out a lot of dishes and wines like this, with a look on his face.

"This is the food I brought from the banquet. Master, you should try it too. I think it tastes good."

"..."

Seeing those dishes, Han Lian raised his brows unconsciously, although there was no change, and he was even steaming.

"You'd better eat by yourself."

He said this, only to see the golden-winged Dapeng muttering, and then he swallowed it in one mouthful.

He no longer cares about this living treasure, and with a move behind him, his spiritual incarnation attached to the golden-winged Dapeng immediately turned back to the deity, and after learning about the way, he quietly left a spiritual thought on his body.

"good."

Han Lian threw an Originium at random, and the golden-winged Dapeng's eyes lit up, and he inhaled it instead.

He no longer cares about it, a ray of mind flows, and he is immersed in the world in the palm of his hand.

Here, on that day, the demon mink was thinking about how to escape with great vigilance. After discovering Han Lian's face, the entire mink suddenly exploded.

Because it remembered this human being, and it was it who said its old story.

"Forgive my life, please also ask the Great Heavenly Venerate to spare my life!"

That day, Yao Siao didn't hesitate at all, and immediately knelt down when he said kneeling, without the slightest hesitation.

It also wants to have a backbone, but it is considered a deity. If it dies, everything will be over.

It has only lived for more than a thousand years and does not want to die at all.

But Han Lian shook his head slightly after hearing this.

"Begging for mercy now, it's too late."

After saying this, he pointed out that Ling Lie's cleverness was like a spear, and he could easily kill his true spirit in the invisible.

If it is said that in the demon gate of that day, it is still somewhat difficult for him to kill him, but now, it is not a consumption of energy at all.

Looking at the incarnation of the Celestial Sable, Han Lian's expression did not change in the slightest, his mind moved slightly, a wooden coffin appeared out of thin air, and the corpse of the Celestial Sable was placed.

As for killing this incarnation?

He hadn't thought about it.

There are some things that he said, but he didn't fully say it.

After all, everything should be left behind.

The celestial ferret cannot reproduce, and after death, the corpse regenerates life, which cannot be faked.

But there was one thing he didn't say.

The spiritual ancestor who created the Heavenly Demon Sable had a lot of help for the will of Heaven. It would be fine if he killed the Heavenly Demon Sable, but if he killed it together with his body, he would definitely suffer the curse of a spiritual ancestor. With the disgust of heaven and earth!

Although Han Lian doesn't care much about these, he does have other ideas.

The reason why Tian Yao Sable differentiates itself is not because of other things, but because its body has reached the limit of its own state!

According to legend, after the nine celestial ferrets are differentiated, they will cover the ten poles of heaven and earth, and that spirit race will be able to give birth to a ray of spiritual thoughts and be resurrected again!