Legend of the Cultivation God

"咚~咚~~" The sound is getting more and more urgent, like a footstep, but it is like a deliberate rhythm. It is on the ground, and it is knocking on everyone's heart. .

After waiting for Xiao Hua to return to the quiet room, he heard a sharp whistle sounding in the veins of Quanquan Mountain. A team of Quanjishan disciples flew out from their respective places, and flew differently. The caves, and the thousands of disciples of the Daozong reinforcements are also slightly nervous in the quiet room, flying back from the warning place, although the whole vein is messy, but it is also orderly.

The appearance of Xiao Hua did not attract too many people's attention!

Cui Hongyi and others naturally came out early. When they saw Xiao Hua returning to the team, they did not say much. They put their hands on the road: "And come with Cui."

As said, Cui Hongjun’s figure flew up and flew straight into the space where the former Emperor Leizong’s disciple entered Quanji Mountain.

Waiting for that quite large space, but seeing the situation inside has long been different, not to mention that the atmosphere is very tense, each of the Quanshan brothers are tightly squinting, rushing to command the Taoist disciples; that space There are a lot more holes in it.

When Xiao Hua and others entered, there were four or five tunnels connected in this space. At this time, there were actually forty or fifty, and the entire space of several tens of feet was occupied!

Under each dark hole, there is a disciple of Quanji Mountain guarding, and the disciples who are in the middle of dispatching the shouts call out the name of the squad that came to the reinforcements. Immediately, the responsible disciple raises his hand and asks the disciples of the squad to pass. The hole in the top of their head, enter the tunnel!

"Well, it seems that the Spring Mountain is different from the Jiming Mountain!" Xiao Hua saw such a fuss, but he was not flustered. He was quite a bit guilty. "So, I am the Royal Leizon." Disciples should be well preserved!"

Waiting for the time of tea, it was the turn of Yu Leizong. He heard the first squad of Yu Leizong. Immediately, one of the most disciples in the space raised his hand. Cui Hongyi understood that he immediately mobilized mana and flew there. Before the dark tunnel, the defending disciple took a hand and took out seven yellow symbols and handed it to Cui Hongjun: "Cui Captain, this is the pass of the Spring Mountain method. Please take it again. Huang Fu, within three hours, can pass freely within the formation! Of course, please ask the captain of Cui to restrain his disciples, do not want to move around indiscriminately, I have to wait for the rhythm, and jointly deal with Jian Xiu!"

"Cui knows!" Cui Hongyi took over Huang Fu and nodded.

"Please!" The disciple let go of his body and raised his hand.

"Please!" Cui Hongyi also handed his head and looked up. His figure flew up and rushed into the tunnel. Then everyone went in, and Xiao Huafei was at the end.

The tunnel is normal. What is not normal is that, except for Cui Hongjun, the first squad of the Royal Leizong entered, there will be no more monks entering this tunnel!

The monks of Quanji Mountain are hurriedly arranged, and the mountains outside the spring mountains are also murderous!

But seeing a few miles away from the springs and mountains, under the rare clearness, there are a few miles in the range, a high number of feet, a long, one-footed, thick and unusual spirit beasts in the same pace, uniform and uniform towards the spring Lushan is approaching! The rhythm that hits the ground is exactly what this behemoth sent!

This is not a tree. The horror is that these beasts have been pushed a foot, and the boulder, gentle slopes or trees in front of them have been destroyed by them! But seeing these behemoths see the boulder in front of them, immediately spurting a melt from the elliptical, fist-sized hole in the face, falling on it, and then another small one from the hole. The brilliance of the earth in the cave, with the brilliance of the brilliance, the boulder immediately disappeared like a soft, slightly collapsed, waiting for the behemoth to kick a leg thicker than the pillar. That boulder is turned into a mud!

The trees are even more difficult to say, no need to melt, as long as the khaki brilliance sweeps over, the leg kicks, is not dumped, turned into sawdust under the foot of a few feet of the animal!

After the behemoth is thousands of sword repairs, one by one, and the face is solemn. However, these seemingly arrogant sword corrections are like their product name, far from the giant beast, and it seems that they are somewhat disdainful!

Looking at the sky above the behemoths, hundreds of bird repairs hovered in the air and gradually surrounded the springs.

The sword repair is a few miles away. In the middle of the air, Ling Yunwu is carrying dozens of pregnant sword disciples, looking coldly, next to him, also a few magic sword monks, and several high-level The beast repair, the poultry repair is also impressive.

"Yuanqing swordsman!" Ling Yunwu finally couldn't help himself, frowning. "You are a swordsman... This preparation is not to give birth to the monks of Quanji Mountain? If they escaped from the south, Ling's thing..."

"Cough!" The old man in the khaki sword is the Yuanqing of the Ferris sword. He coughed and looked at the swordsman who was also a sword in the left, saying, "Ling Jianyou, here is not It is the defensive position of the expensive swordsman, so the swordsmen have such an idea! If the swordsmen and the sword are in the same place, I am afraid that they will not say so!"

"Hey, this sword understands!" Ling Yunwu smiled bitterly. "The swordsman is so arranged, that is, the mind of the monk has retired, and he gave up the Quanjing Mountain Lingshi vein, so that my swordsmen can not win the blood!"

"Well, there are several other swordsmen in the Skyscraper School and there are indeed such plans!" Yuan Qing also said without concealing, "And, I have also considered, if the so-called horror phoenix is ​​really in In Quanshan, he will not escape. Even he will take the initiative to fight, don't forget, he is a monk of Jindan! If he escapes, his face is gone!"

"Terrorist Phoenix?" Ling Yunwu's face showed a trace of dissatisfaction, whispered, "Yuanqing swordsman, Lingmou... seems to have never mentioned it? You can put this thing on Lingmou !"

"Hey~ Yuan said that you are?" Yuan Qing laughed. "The old man can care whether he is a horror phoenix or a horrible chicken. Even if he is a Jindan monk, he will not want to escape the old man." Palm!"

Immediately, Yuan Qing turned and asked: "Li Jianyou, is there any problem with this **** beast?"

An obese beast took a step forward and smiled and replied: "Yuan Jianyou and rest assured! Although I can't compare with other swordsmen in the sword field, I can still get the hand of this animal!" The use of this **** animal is not to be said, it is the evil spirit of the wood, and all the other beasts that are tossing the soil are incomprehensible!"

"Oh! No!" That Yingying is also a screaming smile. "Even the old man is very strange to this beast. If the former nephews discuss with the swordsmen of the beasts how to dig the Taoist monks from the ground Come out, the old man still doesn't know that this beast actually has such a big effect!"

"This book is for other purposes. The English predecessors don't know it is normal!" Li Wei said very respectfully. "If these spirit beasts are scattered throughout the sword field, it is a bit troublesome for the younger generation to gather. I can start! I hope I will not delay the plan of my predecessors!"

"Where, with this beast, I have reduced a lot of trouble, the old man thank you for being too late!" Ying Xiao smiled and replied.

The owner of this valley, Li Wei, is a small figure in the sword field. The lost valley is a martial art like the Lingsong of the Xi State. What kind of cultivation is better than the animal and the beast The combination is too far away. Li Wei has always lived in the sword field with his tail in his mouth. He did something that other beasts did not want to do. At the same time, no swordsman could afford him. Now he is reused. Flattered feeling.

"When you wait for the spring to break the mountain, the old man will be the master, and will reward you with some mystery of my poultry repair, so that you really know the mystery of poultry repair!" Yingxi saw the fat man like that, very proud Said casually.

"Yes, thank you to the British predecessors!" The fat man is almost going to be a gimmick, far from being a lord.

"Ling Jianyou~ Why haven't you come to the same door?" Seeing that the **** beast has already been pressed to the Quanqi Mountain Range, Yuan Qing glanced at the beast repair with a very strong surname, and asked, "When the **** beast passed the mountain The mountain forest of Quanyu Mountain, the disciples of Quanyu Mountain may come out! At that time, the Jindan monk will also come out, do you want to fight?"

"Nature is a certain battle!" Ling Yunwu smiled coldly, "Lingmou's own mistakes must be made up!"

"Well, with you!" Yuan Qing said there is no pressure.

However, Ling Yunwu once again looked up to the direction of Ling Feng Jianmen with some anxiety. Now that he has passed away, his door is unreasonable! Moreover, he is alone, and he is really not sure to take the terrorist phoenix!

A well-organized attack outside the Quangshan Mountains, Tu Hong of Quanji Mountain can't sit still!

Facing the light curtain in front of the triangular ruler, he asked some incredible questions: "Blue brother, this beast...what is it? How has the old man never heard of it?"

"This...the little old man is also ignorant!" Blue sorrow smiled, and immediately explained, "There are so many animal repairs in the sword field, and it is not surprising that you can toss out some weird spirit beasts!"

"It’s not surprising that weird nature is not enough, but... so many weird spirits can make Tuo strange!” Tu Hong’s mouth was bitter. He did not send the Quanzhaoshan disciple or the Taoist disciple to go out. He wanted to make a layer of defense with the thick soil layer above the Quanshan Mountain defense squad. It cost the sword and the beast to repair, and they are all Exhausted, a group of monks rushed out, always able to take advantage of some.

But now it seems that Tu Hong’s abacus is wrong, and, in the face of so many beasts, facing so many sword repairs, even after the war, even if the springs are over, it’s afraid The mountain also wants blood to flow into the river!

This is only what Tu Hong has seen through the instrument. If he knows that there are still more than a dozen swordsmen who have not come, I am afraid that even the idea of ​​winning is gone.

(To be continued)