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The Heavenly Punishment of Creation I Chapter 70 The Holy Land

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    (Please don¡¯t be stingy with the recommendation votes in your hands, please donate them!) Chapter 70 Holy Land ¡°There is another thing to report,¡± Qing Liuyun said: ¡°Ruyu has received news that he has obtained the whereabouts of senior Yuan Qing and is now on his way to visit.  ." Shenji let out a surprise and said, "If we can get help from Senior Yuan Qing, the battle to eliminate the demons will be a success!" - Tian Xianhai.  The waves are roaring, and in the refreshing salty sea breeze, they are constantly beating on the sharp stone pillars under the island; the stone pillars are spiral-shaped, like rings of years.  The bright full moon always hangs over the island, as if it is an eternity that will not change for thousands of years, as if it is a legend that will never change.  The fairy and the immortal on the edge of the island turned their backs to the bright moon and looked at the world in the distance, with a thoughtful smile on their faces; they stood like this for a long time, a long time without any concept of time, letting the sea breeze lift their clothes,  Raise up your dark hair.  Behind them on the right, a crane stood leisurely.  "It's time to set off." After an unknown amount of time, the immortal smiled warmly and waved his left hand. Suddenly, a doomsday scene devouring the world came out amidst a huge roar: in front of the island,  The waves suddenly surged up, and the huge waves seemed to be more than a thousand feet high. They seemed to touch both sides of the sea, as if everything in this world would be lost when the waves rose and fell.  Just on the top of this huge wave, a small black spot is swaying with the waves. It is a lone boat.  The fairy responded with a warm smile and said: "Since we can't avoid this fate of entering the world, let us break away from this journey of entering the world with a song "The Wind Rises and Surges"!" "That's fine." The fairy smiled slightly.  ,Nod.  The fairy flicked out of the air, and a piano suddenly appeared in his hand. He flicked the jade fingers of his right hand, and clear strings sounded. A golden arc-shaped sound wave flew out with the strings and hit the top of the waves that were surging forward.  The lonely boat.  With two whooshing sounds, the two people turned into two golden streams of light, and suddenly appeared on the sound wave; after a blink of an eye, there were two whooshing sounds, and the two golden streams of light flashed again, and the two people suddenly appeared on the lone boat.  middle.  A crane croaked from behind, and the white crane on the island spread its wings.  At the moment when the two fell into the lone boat, Qin Xiao resonated at the same time, but listen: "The sky and the earth are swaying, a hundred thousand people are peaceful; the purple dragon roars, the heaven and the earth change; the four madnesses come out together, the wind and clouds surge; the heaven and the earth return to unity, the end of creation  " ¡ª¡ª Tingyu Tower.  Qingfeng finally learned the martial arts in the secret book, pushed the willow tree, and walked out of the martial arts room. He clapped his hands excitedly and said to himself: "Ah, Qingfeng is so smart. He learned it so quickly. Fortunately, the master hasn't come out yet."  , otherwise it will be troublesome! By the way, let¡¯s see what time it is now.¡± After looking at the time, Qingfeng collapsed to the ground.  "It's over, it's almost time, I will definitely be punished to death by the master this time!" Qingfeng's eyes were stunned and he murmured to himself; after wanting to cry for a long time, he finally came to the Qiankun Room feebly and took down the soul-inducing  Fragrance, kept murmuring and repeating: "The fragrance that attracts the soul, the fragrance that attracts the soul, the fragrance that attracts the soul" He looked completely at a loss.  ¡ª¡ª Fengyang City.  Qiyun Tower, underground auction house.  When the lot number ninety-five was reached, some people began to leave the auction house silently; according to the statistics of the guards at the exit, there were thirty-two people who appeared during this period, and they were all visible  In terms of cultivation, they are all legends.  Yuan Qing's whole body was covered with a layer of cyan halo, standing in the center of a golden circle at the auction.  Using this array, Yuan Qing can be randomly teleported to one of fifteen fixed locations in Fengyang City.  These transmission points are set up by Qiyun Tower for customers with high-value transactions, with the purpose of ensuring their safety.  If other guests want to use this magic circle to leave, they need to pay eighty taels of gold like Yuan Qing.  With a crisp sound and a golden glow, Yuan Qing had appeared in an uninhabited alley fifteen miles away from Qiyun Tower; in front of the alley was a busy street nearly twenty feet away.  At this time, it is already dusk; the afterglow of the setting sun is pouring over the city, it is warm to look at, and it is also warm to bathe in.  Yuan Qing walked slowly out of Fengyang City and came to a deep jungle.  At this time, the moon is above the willow trees, the warm breeze is blowing, and apart from the wonderful sounds of nature, there is endless silence.  After a long time, a high-pitched horse whistle came from the distance. In the blink of an eye, an unmanned carriage stopped in front of Yuan Qing. The clanging sound broke the silence.  On the carriage, a young man dressed in white jumped out.  Yuan Qing¡¯s body is full of greenThe light flew out, and the young man in white raised his hand to catch it, and a green jade tablet appeared in his hand.  After inspecting for a moment, the young man in white returned the jade token to Yuan Qing and said, "As a distinguished guest of Jasper, there is no need to explain the rules." "This is natural, you can do whatever you want." Yuan Qing said.  .  "That's offending." The young man in white said unceremoniously; then he took out a piece of black cloth from his sleeve and covered Yuan Qing's eyes.  After that, Yuan Qing was invited onto the carriage.  The carriage began to run tirelessly in the jungle, constantly changing directions, as if it was walking through a huge maze.  ¡ª¡ªFantasy continent, between gods and demons.  At night, the stars are shining brightly, and the One-Horn Clan is filled with flames. There are shouts and screams everywhere, and bursts of strong blood are blowing in the wind, and the wind seems to carry the smell of family members.  The clan rebellion of the One-horned Tribe has officially broken out. The living people are waving the sharp blades in their hands amidst the mournful shouts of killing, and the eyes of the dead are still showing the painful struggle.  "Kill Latoye, and you will be rewarded with a hundred thousand pearls and shells, a hundred cattle and sheep, and a thousand acres of land, and you will be promoted to a war general!" Labach, the younger brother of the patriarch, was fighting while boosting morale.  "A hundred thousand pearls and shells, kill them!" "A hundred cattle and sheep, kill them!" "A thousand acres of land, kill them!" "Rong-promoted general, kill them!" The soldiers screamed and slashed angrily, friendship was there.  In the killing, it turned into pearls, and in the killing, family affection turned into glory. There was no more hesitation, no more hesitation, only a deep apology, which turned into a tear in my heart, flowing silently.  ¡ª¡ªThe bloody storm of war washes over the land of the One-horned Tribe, but the Holy Land of the One-horned Tribe is peaceful and lonely.  Deep in the holy land, there is a huge conical holy platform.  This sacred platform is made of huge stones, nine feet high, and a six-foot-wide stone step in front leads directly to the top of the platform.  On the top of the holy platform, in the center, there are three small conical holy platforms.  The tables of these three holy platforms are all three feet in diameter and two feet high; suspended in the sky are the sacred treasures of the One-Horn Clan: Blood Spirit Fruit, Blood Jade Tears, and Blood Vein Root.  The blood spirit fruit is shaped like a dragon fruit and is as big as a fist; the blood jade tear is a tadpole-shaped blood-red teardrop, the size of a walnut; the blood vein root is like a root.  The three treasures are all blood-red and shiny, exuding an alluring and dazzling light.  The holy land is calm and serene, seemingly completely isolated from the war in the distant clan.  In this peaceful silence, suddenly a breeze blew gently by, raising hazy dust with a strong sense of solemnity.  After the breeze passed, two crisp and ethereal footsteps sounded, and two black figures appeared leisurely in the holy land, walking slowly towards the holy altar.
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