Mrs. Mo was silent for a moment and shook her head. "My husband has been floating in the rivers and lakes for half his life, and an official has been ups and downs. I can’t believe that he still can’t be at leisure when he is old."


Mo Guanchao looked out of the window and listened to the faint sigh of Mourning on the Moon. "This is the tide of the times. Everyone can’t help it …"
……
Blue sky and white clouds are fierce and sunny.
Unexpectedly, half a day later, the black-faced "xianggong" of the demon god did not send a demon army to search.
Although the military government did nothing, they still followed Wang Xuan’s orders to prepare for the coming war.
The ancient temple of the dazzling country has been completely demolished, and the bricks and stones that have been infected for thousands of years in the rich shade have become a nightmare, so it’s time to deploy.
Around the camp, people are surging, and the dusty Gaotai watchtower has been built, and crossbow beds and stone throwers are all in position, and there are huge stones beside them.
Huge wild boar and giant deer snake were pulled into the camp by the hunting party, and many auxiliary soldiers began to divide and make dried meat and rations.
Boom boom …
The ground is constantly shaking lightly, and the soldiers of the government are not interested. They all know that this is Wang Xuan’s practice.
Huang Yuan, the old demon, carefully concocted the powder of circular light. He had already tried that Dan Baoyu had been eliminated by half because of his practice of Wan magic eye.
This kind of strange truth is born of Wan magic eye, and it is easy to disturb the mind even if you stop practicing.
This is the malpractice of different true immortals. Many techniques are powerful, but there is no special blood, and there will be more and more hidden dangers in forced cultivation.
After this, Huang Yuan’s worries have gone to most of his heart. He has already seen the situation clearly. Perhaps this Terran barracks is the best place for demon cultivation.
Suddenly, the ground vibration frequency suddenly accelerated.
Huang Yuanshen froze and slowly looked at the deep hole of Long Mai Treasure Cave.
He has an extraordinary spiritual awareness. At this moment, he can feel a horrible horror rising …
Chapter two hundred and eleven Yin and Yang XuanGong demon army mountain at night.
Click!
Their stalactites from the fire became riddled with holes and broke off, but half of them were smashed by a air billow bombardment and whirled out.
At this time, Long Mai’s treasure cave has been like a stove, and the red-red positive spirit is rolling and roaring like a fierce beast
Originally, Long Mai’s spiritual knowledge would not be like this even if it was away from fire, but when the wisps of Japanese essence were dragged down, the intersection of heaven and earth suddenly became lively
Wang Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, was wrapped in swirling white fog and could vaguely see a faint golden light.
Burning pain, biting pain
Even though Wang Xuan is used to military exercises, this unprecedented pain still makes his sweat drip.
Sweat is black and sticky with a foul smell.
Boom
Wang Xuanjue’s mind roared, and the icebergs, lunar stars, sunstroke and other things in the artistic conception all disappeared, leaving the vast shape.
Too empty, that is, the extreme yin and yang are inseparable, and it is indescribable at the beginning of everything.
I don’t know how long it took for the circulation of Yin and Yang to gradually become stable.
Hoo ~
Wang Xuan long spit out a foul breath and opened his eyes. At this time, the corpse dog evil wheel on the top of his head has turned into a yin-yang disk, and even the original small blood evil wheel has completely disappeared into it.
"Finally became …"
Wang Xuan’s eyes flashed a trace of joy. The most difficult card has passed, and then it needs to be practiced hard. Within half a month, the remaining volts and birds can be turned into yin and yang plates.
He looked down at his body
The impurities discharged from the forged clothes turned into a layer of coke shell, which suddenly shattered and scattered to reveal the jade-colored skin shining with a bright sky before slowly falling back.
The scars left by the original practice are still but have faded.
Wang Xuan didn’t care either
Only when the military monks swallow the thief and blend the spirit of heaven and earth will they cast the magic body completely transformed.
And this step is limited.