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Chapter 1639: There is a story in the depths of hundreds of flowers

At this time, Wen Qu shouted loudly, raised the Xuanyuan Sword, and directly joined the battle group, and the millions of peach blossoms exploded with a bang, and the outline of a peach blossom with uncertain light and darkness was born in the smoke.

Countless strange fluctuations, green lights and shadows all fell into the ripples of time.

Before the outline of the peach blossoms disappeared, at the second position, a disciple had already gathered momentum, and before he could say the poems in his mouth, there was a buzzing sound in the white and pink glow. Many Tangdi flowers began to bloom. It is true that spring flowers wait for no one, and the spring breeze encourages their own fragrance.

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Then look at the disciple who smiled slightly, and moved the sword with confidence. The sword intention flew into the flowers, and every word sounded: Tangdi opened its double calyx, and the young peach blossoms shined on the two flowers. There was a sound of pendants in the separate court, and the partitions were decorated with flowers. It was like facing the wind.

The snow reflects the clouds together like the clouds. Tonight, two goddesses are together in the home of an immortal. ()

The flowers are blooming, the poetry is poetic, and the poems that have been praised in the Confucian and Immortal Heavens are sung in the Time Sword Formation. At once, all Tangdi's words are triggered to give birth to two flowers with double calyxes. The ripples and flower shapes of time that have already flowed here are even more...

Become vast.

Wen Qu could no longer pay attention to the sword formation, because after he joined the fight, the strength of the four stars of the A and B wood classes increased steadily. The swords were pointed directly at the vital points. The stars on the sword were superimposed one after another. The power was already beyond Wen Qu's imagination, even more powerful than the previous four.

The top star generals are all very powerful.

Pu Doumu Xingxing pierced a sword directly into the body of an immortal infant. What shocked Wenqu the most was that the starlight on the flying sword flashed and the flying sword exploded, blowing up half of the immortal infant's body and collapsing in one fell swoop!

Oh my God! Wenqu whispered in his heart, this is Xiao Xianyou's fairy baby. I am afraid that it has reached the late stage of Jinxian, and it was actually injured by the sword of Dou Mu Xie? What if this sword hit Xiaosheng?

Wen Qu didn't dare to think too much, after all, Xiao Hua's sacrificed talisman was almost running out!

When Wenqu was surprised, the fairy infant did not show any interest in fighting and flew upside down. At the same time, another fairy infant that was exactly the same flew out to fill the gap. The four fairy infants still united with Wenqu to resist the four star generals.

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Taoist fellow Taoist actually hid a few fairy babies? Wen Qu said anxiously, "It's not as good as this."

If nothing else, Wen Qu didn't say anything more. He already understood Xiao Hua's meaning. At this time, the seventy-two phases have not been fully activated, and they will never be able to activate the twenty-eight constellations formation as a last resort. All they have to do now is delay and wait.

The third round of the Four Seasons Sword Formation is completely exciting!

At this time, the disciples of the Third Period of Jingzhe began to urge the sword, and the sound of the sword was like reciting a poem: The root is like a rose, and the flowers are blooming outside. The fragrant bushes are tall, and the ground is red with moss. I went to stay and watch, and it was bright and clear, and butterflies came from afar. The peonies came a few days ago.

, the pin rests towards the dust.()

At this time, the sound of eagles was heard in the sound of swords, but there were flashes of light and shadow, eagles disappeared and doves appeared, and roses condensed in the light and shadow, it was really gorgeous!

As if he knew that time was running out, after the Waking of Insects, Lu Shu in the Vernal Equinox Sword Formation hurriedly activated his sword intent.

Click, click, thunderbolts appeared out of thin air all around. Within the thunderbolts, behind Lu Shu, disciples waiting for the early spring equinox flew out, and said in a slightly lazy voice: There is no one in the eternal night.

The dew is dark, the dust is dark, the flowers are clear and the shadows are moving. Three thousand springs of pink and white look at the mirror, and the silver waves are condensed at dawn. The boudoir is worried about you, and I sit in the room with a bright face and write poems. ()

The howling wind, the halo of the moon, the clear shadows, and the begonia flowers with their intoxicating breath are all around the roses.

There was a sound like a continuous drizzle, and there were gradually overcast clouds nearby.

On the second day of the spring equinox, thunder began to sound. Amidst the rolling thunder, Zhen Daojia stepped out of the thunder.

Zhen Daojia is the twin brother of Allen, one of the seven disciples of the Creation Sect. At this time, he has already reached the high level of immortal strength. If it were normal, Wenqu would have arranged for him to perform the solar terms, and it is impossible to place him in the seventy-two horoscopes. But the second horoscope of Spring Breeze

Lei Nai's voice is the key to changing from yin to yang in the seventy-two periods. Ordinary disciples cannot control it, so Wenqu specially arranged for Zhen Daojia to guard this place, so that the power of yang can pin the yin and yang.

In particular, Zhen Daojia and her twin brother Allen have a close connection. Some of Allen's insights from the Great Cold season have long since fallen into his heart. This is also Wenqu's ingenuity in arranging Zhen Daojia here.

But listen to Zhen Daojia sing loudly: The wind and rain hit the dusk, and the cries of Du Yu are all over the mountain. When spring comes to the world, I ask where the hero is. The red peach and the white plum compete with the spring light, who shares the remaining makeup. The most beautiful pear tree shines on whose house.

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Amid the thunder, wind and rain, the pear blossoms were as white as snow, shrouding the surrounding stars. After the Spring Sword Formation, the Buddha felt that the erosion of the alien star power had actually weakened a bit. The Buddha breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the Four Seasons Sword

The formation passed a critical point.

Zhen Daojia also breathed a sigh of relief, but at the beginning of the Qingming Festival when Tong Shihua was waiting, Ye Zhiqiu was extremely nervous. He held the flying sword in his hand and did not dare to move it at will. The Four Seasons Sword Array focused on order. Qin Xin could sing the Qingming mood in advance, but Ye Zhiqiu could not.

Activate the sword intent, otherwise if she moves, the Four Seasons Sword Formation will collapse on its own without the need for the Star Formation to attack.

There, the spring breeze started to generate electricity. Amidst the thunder and lightning, a disciple's sword was as bright as a sword. He raised his voice and said, "My family lives at the top of the Yuelai River, in the rouge pond. The magnolia boat takes off. The flowers are rushing, only chasing Yue."

Come upstream.()

The purple-red magnolia spreads its six petals in the spring breeze, just like doves blooming vigorously in the electric light, but in the blink of an eye it has spread all over the sky!

Seeing the waves that only the formation disciples could sense came slowly and slowly, just like the spring breeze, Ye Zhiqiu calmed down his slightly nervous emotions at the beginning of the Qingming Dynasty, and moved his body, leading millions of disciples to activate the sword intention.

, chanting in his mouth: The country is clear and the mist is in the rain, the tung trees are lined with flowers blooming new. The forest tips are clustered with red clouds, and the summer day is full of energy. The heroes fight with fire and bully the hibiscus, and the cranes are frightened and fly away with sorrow. I doubt that the Qing Emperor is gone.

In a hurry, the spring breeze clears up everything. ()

White with yellow in the middle, yellow with white condensed tung flowers blooming first, the scene of three springs evolved by the spring sword formation is extremely gorgeous at this time, but at the same time, the tung flowers are full of light and lightning.

There are many, but they all have the meaning of changing from prosperity to decline.

The ripples of time rolled through the tung blossoms, and when they arrived at the second hour of Qingming, there were already disciples who were passionate and chanting: the plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are snowy and the white cauliflowers are sparse. No one passes by the fence as the day goes by, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

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The wheat flowers exuded a delicate fragrance in the wind, which aroused hope in the eyes of all the disciples. They felt that they had turned into wheat flowers that gave birth to wheat grains. They worked hard at this time and would have a full harvest in the future. As the wheat flowers bloomed, they saw another

See butterflies, dragonflies flying, a little pastoral atmosphere and the waves of time.

However, where the ripples passed, the rainbow began to appear in the third period of the Qingming Festival. The energy of the intersection of yin and yang was generated. The clouds were thin and the sun penetrated the rain shadow. At the same time, millions of disciples waved flying swords, and the sword intention followed.

A disciple came up with the Qijue in his mouth: The bamboo stream can only pass through the smoke without rain, with countless dark reds and light reds. The mountain shop falls in the silence of spring, and the green flag blows the willow flowers in the wind. ()

Strings of willow flowers are swaying green and green, and within the outline of each string of willow flowers there seems to be a small world full of vitality. These small worlds are swept by the ripples of time, rapidly emerging and dying.

At the beginning of Guyu, Ping Shisheng was born. Qian Taiyan, a disciple of Master Lei Lei, could not hold back for a long time when faced with the blooming willow flowers. At this time, he took a deep breath and led his team to mobilize their immortal power, chanting poems in his mouth, but his balance was not stable. It's a neat sword meaning: Who doesn't love peonies? They occupy the treasures in the city. It is suspected to be the work of the goddess of Luochuan, and the beauty is so beautiful that it breaks the morning glow. ()

The sword intentions of millions of disciples were a little messy, but as the poems from Qian Taiyan's mouth fell into his ears, each one was different in size, but all of them were colorful peonies. All the sword intentions tended to be unified, and in the sword formation, The incoming time ripples are becoming more and more turbulent and vast in this system.

In the second season of Grain Rain, the warbling dove fluttered its feathers and flew with its wings aligned, which is also a time of agricultural emergency. Before the disciple at the head of the formation could activate his sword, there were already birds chirping in the air around him. The disciples understood the idea, chanted in their mouths, and swung their swords in unison: I have long remembered the cold food night in my hometown, and the dark fragrance of wild tea leaves came from it. I put hairpins into buns with bare hands, and folded frost stalks and soaked them in jade fermented grains. (), the flowers of tea flowers bloomed all over the space, and the fragrance spread thousands of miles away.

At this point, I don't know whether it was the sword formation of the disciples of the Creation Sect that activated the sword intention, or whether the ripples of time that gradually took shape gave birth to the sword intention. Next to the tea flower, another neem flower bloomed.

The disciples guarding the three seasons of Grain Rain did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly chanted: The neem flowers have passed by, and the wind has passed. The green and shaded ponds are left in the cold. The spring grass is separated from the grass. The person who left has not returned. The dark soul disappears, and I often dream. Remain in the past. Courtyard. The red smile is shallow, the green frown is deep. The east wind cannot help itself. ()

At this time, the Spring Sword Formation was fully activated, tightly covering the Jia and Yi Wood Formations. The roaring Jing Mu and Star Generals roared. Starlight flashed on each of the four star generals, and four more stars emerged from the starlight. He fiercely pounced on Wenqu and the four fairy infants.

Namo Maitreya Buddha At this time, the Buddha spoke the name of the Buddha and raised his hands, and the Buddha's sword with the shining light of the Buddha struck out leisurely.

The Buddhist sword did not directly pierce the Xingxiu Formation, but fell within the Spring Sword Formation. The murderous intent and sword light of nearly 100 million disciples gathered in the Buddha's sword. By the time Dewen Qu was behind him, there was already a vast sea of ​​swords!
Chapter completed!
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