Legend of the Cultivation God

"Hey!" Xiao Hua sneered, the earth condensate has hit the monk, and the earth and the earth around the aura flocked, and the shackles are tight! And Xiao Hua's figure is a plundering monk. When he reaches out, he pulls off the two huge storage bags from the waist of the monk who fell from the air, and will return to escape!

At this time, Xiao Hua’s eyes swept, but the monk’s neck was covered with a green silk crepe. At this time, the monk was panicked, and the body’s body-protected brilliance was suppressed, and Xiao Hua’s heart moved. The explorer pulled out the green silk, and the green silk was just like a doll with a little doll!

The doll is only the size of a thumb, and the green body is faint. If there is a layer of green sorrow, it will appear as if it were floating in the outer layer. Look at the doll again, the eyebrows are clear, the eyes are closed, and there is still a trace of sadness in the corner of the mouth, as if it is full of bitterness!

"Wu Yu???" Xiao Hua suddenly stunned, his eyes almost to shrink in one place! He can hardly believe his eyes! However, even if he saw the green essay, he still couldn't believe it. After all, the sorcerer was the legendary antiquity. He only saw it in Huang Yi's mark, and he was not sure!

Therefore, Xiao Hua did not want to hide the doll in his arms, and did not look at the monk who fell on the ground. He turned and fled!

The eyes of the monks who fell on the ground were filled with remorse, not only for hiring Xiao Hua for themselves, but also for their own carelessness, and for themselves to be a panic. In fact, he is not weaker than Xiao Hua. It’s just because of the general idea that Xiao Hua, who likes to deal with a baby, doesn’t have to work hard, but it’s just a matter of raising his hand. But he did not expect that Xiao Hua actually has a soul thorn, there is earth coagulation! He is not interested in dealing with Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hua is serious about it. When it comes up, it is a mystery. It is stubborn and weak, and naturally it is a good idea!

However, the monk did not have much time to confess. There was not much time to break through Xiao Hua’s technique of earth condensing. The ink violent storm was an overwhelming shock. Countless ink sands hit the meridians’ meridians in a normal way, hitting the real elements within the meridians, and The root of the real yuan in Dantian is Jin Dan. Jindan is a slight yellowish color, which is rotated inside Dantian. A large amount of ink sand can be drilled into Jindan, and the outer layer of Jindan is instantly dyed into a dark one. Then, on the surface of Jindan, a layer of fine black sand began to emerge. The black end touched the aura of no time, and immediately a bubble appeared. The bubble burst rapidly, and the layer was another layer. And with the bursting of the bubble, Jin Dan is still slightly contracted.

The monk was still struggling, but after being annihilated by the inkstorm, it was full of suffocating and all around it was a tyrannical ink sand. The heaven and earth aura could not be extracted, and only the mana could be driven from the Golden Dan. At this moment, Jin Dan is also invaded by the sand, not to mention that the real element in the meridian has been blocked by the sand, unable to drive the mana, even if the meridian is intact, Jin Dan is not likely to provide the real yuan!

So the monk face is gray, and I don't want to do any struggle! Can be biased. At this time, the monk was loose, and Xiao Hua’s earth coagulation could not resist the power of the inkstorm, and collapsed under the prestige of heaven and earth. The monk suddenly sighed, and his heart was raised with a glimmer of hope. However, he did not wait for him to climb from the ground, and the sound of "呜" sounded. A duck-egg coffin flew in the hurricane, it was the temple that hit the monk!

The monk is slightly eye-catching, without panic, and his left hand is swinging. The extremely simple repelling technique is to display it, and want to fly the coffin! However, his hand stretched out, but the mana was gone. His law was nothing but a struggle with a virtual watch. The sound of "Peng" sounded, and the coffin was the temple that hit the monk. The blood flowed down from the forehead of the monk, and the body of the monk shook twice and fell to the ground, never climbing again!

A Golden Dan monk was killed by a coffin like this! ! !

And said that Xiao Hua took the dolls of others, and threw two huge storage bags into the space, and the body shape did not hesitate, flying slightly forward to the front!

However, after flying the practice of half a cup of tea, Xiao Hua felt that something was wrong, the more and more the ink in the air will rise, and with the aura of the heavens and the earth, these sands seem to have been affected! Moreover, with the flight of Xiao Hua, the surrounding rafters are getting bigger and bigger. From time to time, some black vines with claws and claws are born from the top of the coffin, seemingly to block Xiao Hua!

"Bad!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized that he was afraid that he was flying in the wrong direction! Chen Yi, where he flew away, should be outside the ink black forest, and in order to avoid their eyes and ears, opened, isn’t it the middle of the ink to the black forest?

However, seeing the violent anger of the inkstorm, there is a sweeping power, Xiao Hua wants to fly from the front of the inkstorm to the ink black forest, some reverie!

"Hey, how can this be good?" Xiaohua’s heart trembled, and he did not want to escape to the depths of the Black Forest, and his brain turned like a wind wheel, trying to find a way to get away. However, Xiao Hua thought for a long time, seeing the momentum of the inkstorm growing, the speed is also increasing exponentially, Xiao Hua still did not think of any way!

"Grandma's, I am afraid that I am not going to be buried in this ink black forest?" Xiao Hua sighed slightly in his heart, but at this time, his heart flashed a light, "Ink... that is, where did Mohe go?" Xiaoye has been in this black forest for a long time. How can an ink sorrow not be seen? If there is no black forest in the ink, what kind of danger will it be?" Xiao Hua wakes up and looks down at the dark ground. .

“Ha ha ha! It’s all underground!” Xiao Hua’s thoughts can’t be far away. When I used the Buddha’s knowledge to see it, I really saw it under the dark ground, and the ink of the strip was like a hibernating snake. Into a plate, and then wrap your own whole with the wings of the flesh film! ! !

"Well, this ground can block the mind, it should be able to resist the majority of the inkstorm, this ink will open the fleshy wings, the flesh film should also block a part of the sand, and the remaining part of the sand "Don't worry about it!" Xiao Hua understands that his heart is stable and stable, his hands are moving, the technique of bandits is displayed, and his body is under the dark ground!

However, just for a moment, Xiao Hua flew out from under the ground and smiled: "Little Master is stupid, and the Black Forest is extremely dangerous. Even the Jindan period monks should be careful, lest they be stunned. Or other murderous attacks. Now, because of the inkstorm, all the murderous things are evading. Who would dare not dodge before the inkstorm? Isn’t it a good time for Xiaoye to go deep into the Black Forest? When will it be?"

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