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    The descendant of the old dragon god and the new god face each other across the air, and between them is Luo Jiujiang's tall, straight and fit body.

    He looks like a bridge separating the old and new Chu Rivers and Han borders, but the heart of this embankment is obviously crooked.

    Xuanwu smiled at Luo Jiujiang from a distance.

    At this time, there are more than two barriers between the two of them, it is not easy to communicate, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings when expressing opinions, so only a smile with fighting and murderous intentions is sent over, like a brand new greeting card.

    The cross-border passage of the cloud world where Luo Jiujiang is located has been closed. Of course, for Xuanwu, it probably doesn't take more effort than blinking to open the passage with one finger.

    But he just smiled dismissively, and then gave up that passage, took Netherworld instead, and opened up a new road that didn't exist.

    Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xuanwu stepped into the air, passed through the boundary membrane, and entered the cloud world with ease.

    I don't know if it was out of some kind of ridicule, but the land he was standing on happened to be the place where Yin Banshi just fell into it not long ago.

    Xuanwu went straight into one of the strongholds of the Three Thousand Alliances alone.  However, among the crowd present, it was thousands of people from the 3000 Alliance who seemed to be on the verge of a formidable enemy, and it was Xuan Wu, the polished commander, who held the position of light.

    He lightly smiled and brushed off his dark green robe, and said calmly without back pain while standing still: "It looks too nervous, everyone is not calm."

    Luo Jiujiang watched him and realized that no matter what Xuanwu's nature was, he had some changes in appearance.

    Those human puppets were not released in vain, and then shattered in vain.

    At least two months ago, after Xuanwu walked in as if no one was there, it was absolutely impossible to talk to these mortals whom he regarded as ants.

    However, now he has learned to ridicule in groups, which shows how much the experience of being with others has changed him.

    Xuanwu raised his head and looked at the mid-air. There was a space water mirror hanging in the air. It was originally used to reflect the situation of each small world, but now the part representing the small world of Xiaguan has become pitch black.

    But after Xuanwu saw it, his expression turned out to be very gratified.

    "Very well, you have all seen the end of Xiaguan Small World¡ªthen I don't need to repeat it again, so we all save a lot of trouble."

    There was a small sound of restlessness in the crowd, and it quickly returned to calm.

    Xuanwu watched this scene quietly without any reaction, obviously already has a good understanding of human nature.

    He just looked at Luo Jiujiang, even ignoring Han Qianling behind him as always, and said naturally: "Last time I said, when we meet again, it's time to do it."

    Luo Jiujiang nodded frankly: "Yes."

    But soon, he added: "Give me a little time to dismiss the monks."

    Xuanwu wondered: "Why should I give you this time? Is it because my opponent won't be restrained?"

    "If you win, it doesn't matter to you whether they are dismissed or not, and there is no loss, anyway, human beings are all the same in your eyes," Luo Jiujiang did not answer directly from the perspective of Xuanwu's question.

    "But you seem to want me to lose."

    Luo Jiujiang said sincerely: "If you lose, then the rise and fall of these human beings has nothing to do with you."

    He has tried his best to embellish the words euphemistically, but facing Xuanwu, Luo Jiujiang's words are inevitably thorny, and it sounds like he is courting death.

    However, Xuanwu looked up to the sky and laughed.

    "Luo Lang, Luo Lang, have you never known what it means to be soft and bow your head?"

    "Death trapped me in the prison, and I was broken to death; Qiongqi insulted my friend for several years, so I killed Qiongqi; Taotie and I had old grievances, and in the end he was killed by my knifeI accept  The gift from the holy mountain, and he was helped to escape from the nether world. From the beginning to the end, Luo Jiujiang did not bow his head and refused to accept his fate."

    Luo Jiujiang looked directly into Xuanwu's eyes, and said sonorously and forcefully: "I have not come all the way by being soft and bowing my head."

    No matter what he said to Qiongqi Taotie or Baihu, I am afraid it will only have the opposite effect, and it may also arouse the malice of those alien species.

    But Xuanwu appreciates him.

    For thousands of years, Xuanwu has majored in self-cultivation. When the self comes, the whole world is me; when the self is narrow, everything except me is false.  Luo Jiujiang's character happened to be against Xuanwu's temper.

    Often in a trance, Xuanwu looked at Luo Jiujiang, feeling like he was looking in a mirror.

    ? Luo Jiujiang reflects Xuanwu's persistence and persistence, while XuanwuThe shell is probably inherently more resistant to beating than a mortal body.

    Luo Jiujiang was overflowing with knives, and in an instant he rushed to the nine famous families of Xuanwu. In addition to the palms touched by real knives and guns, the blades of swords and blades emerged layer by layer like waves, intending to drown Xuanwu on the spot.  However, there was a faint golden light on the opponent's body, and even the corner of his sleeve didn't scratch a thread.

    Xuanwu, who was shrouded in that layer of light, suddenly gave people the illusion of a light wheel of Purdue.  In the short moment of the confrontation, he was so self-conscious that he almost lost himself.

    Luo Jiujiang's blade was still against Xuanwu's palm, Xuanwu smiled at him, not caring about the fleshy blade, and slowly tightened his hand.

    The blue dragon slammed into him three times, the force was enough to tear apart an ordinary small world, and even shake the holy mountain.  However, the moment the power of Daoyuan collided with Xuanwu, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he took all of it.

    "It's a pity, a pity, the only dragon after ten thousand years" Xuanwu said with emotion, "But in my new world, there is no need for the old gods."

    Before he finished speaking, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling both sensed something was wrong.  At that moment, the two turned from offense to defense at the same time, and Luo Jiujiang's Samsara Dao even showed a faint phantom behind him, but the next moment, that phantom was covered by Xuanwu's figure.

    The Tao of Xuanwu is self.

    Xuanwu's way is himself.

    In the wrestling of Dao, the human-shaped Xuanwu held the sundial of Luo Jiujiang's Samsara Dao.

    Han Qianling rushed towards Xuanwu like crazy, and those who had seen how calm he was in the past didn't even dare to recognize him.  However, Xuanwu just pushed Han Qianling away lightly, and his eyes were almost pity at that moment.

    "You newborn dragon, you don't even have a Tao."

    Just when Luo Jiujiang inhaled and raised his head, and the sundial pinched by Xuanwu was even slightly deformed, a figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield that had been emptied.

    At the moment when Luo Jiujiang was suffering, it seemed that there was nothing unusual about a few people coming.  The strange thing is that this person came from the cross-boundary passage on the Xuanwu side.

    Dong Shuangyu rolled up her robe sleeves, looked up at the direction where the three were fighting, her voice was neither high nor low, but clear enough.

    He stepped into the battle abruptly like this, and then asked abruptly: "Why isn't your lord's Taoism the Xuanwu body?"

    After asking this question out of pure curiosity, Dong Shuangyu bent his eyes and smiled, and said calmly, "Because your lord is not Xuanwu at all, but has been using the name of Xuanwu for thousands of years, right?"

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    Thank you Komaeda Nagito for the deep-water torpedo. This is the third time this month. It is really too costly. I am so touched that I can only hug and hold her high. Write a good ending and fight to repay it.  Fly me? =3=

    I am also very grateful to the other cuties who have been throwing thunder and silently supporting me ~ Let me fly around the island (¤Å£þ 3£þ)¤Å~

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