Legend of the Cultivation God

"Go ~" Quan Jie is somewhat distressed, but still spurs the spirit bird, and if the soul bird is reluctantly flapping a few wings in the air, rushed to the sky!

"Hey~" But for a moment, Quan Jie’s face appeared even more surprised. He hurriedly said to Qian Feng, "Mr. Qian brother, go to tell Jindan's predecessors, where the ten miles away, there are two hundred swords. Repairs, mostly pregnant swords, they look like the previous few swordsmen, they are all broken! And... half of the swords are female swordsmen! According to the younger brother, that Qin Jian will definitely not come, or it will be taken away by other challenges. I will wait for the time again, and I will not have some gains..."

"Good!" Qian Feng heard, his face showed a happy color, he naturally did not dare to sweep out the gods, but hurriedly flew out and went to find Pan Hao.

According to the agreement of the people, in order not to disturb Qin Qin exposed the ambush of the people, among the hundreds of people, only the Jindan monk can release the thoughts of the gods, and others can not.

When Qian Feng just left, if the Ling bird flew back from the sky, the bird's chill was thicker, and the whole body was covered with a thin layer of ice. When it flew to the top of Quanjie, it almost fell directly.

Waiting for the right to receive the Ruo Ling bird, some anxious to see where Qian Feng disappeared, just above his head, thousands of feet in the sky, after a few clear white clouds, there is an eagle-like shadow, If looming!

The sound of "啾~" sounded from the edge of the glacier beyond the power of Baijie, and a message was sent to the top of the nearby mountain. Then there were more than a dozen communication symbols flying over the mountain. These signals were flying. To the different places. From the place where the communication symbols fell, there were more than a dozen monks in the late stage of the building. The same, each monk issued more than a dozen communication symbols to fly to different places around, but for a long time, Nearly a hundred of the founding monks showed their physique from the ambush of Quanjie, and the large array they laid covered a few miles!

The four hundred monks who showed their physique did not stop, their bodies flew up, and the trend toward the west was to fly over!

Quan Jie is also a big joy. The figure flew behind the crowd. Waiting for the team's routing swordsman in the vicinity of the number, the four hundred foundations of the monks have surrounded the three hundred swordsmen, and everyone's gods are unscrupulously sweeping toward those poor sword repair!

The three hundred swords repair at this time is the sword flying between the two peaks, this is the wolf. Exhausted abnormality. When they realized that the gods of the four hundred foundations were all shocked. The swordsmen who are high-educated also sweep out the minds, and when they see the monks have surrounded them, they are even more alarmed. Three hundred swordsmen are like trees falling down, and Cangjie’s rushing beyond the mountains!

Beyond the mountain, it is a huge glacier, and the elliptical ice surface glows in the golden sunlight that has fallen off!

"Haha, chasing ~" Quanjie saw it, his heart was full of joy, his mouth yelled at the mana, and a panicked female swordsman flew in the distance, and Qian Feng did not show weakness, tail Some of the swords that were not far away were torn apart, and the female swordsman who showed the white arm was chased!

Above the head of the crowd, a golden white monk with a white hair appeared in a fierce color, but the look on his face was still cautious, and he would read it out and sweep it around within the range of ten miles, lest this time What is the ambush of the sword repair!

However, waiting for the four hundred monks to completely encircle the many swordsmen, one by one smirked and sacrificed the artifacts and other things, and did not see any abnormalities. This Jindan monk only showed a relaxed image!

"Kill ~" Jindan monk did not hesitate, he waved his hand, the instruments of the four hundred monks, all kinds of different, like a girl flying like a flower from all around, hit the panicked swordsman! And the swordsmen saw a lot of implements flying out, and many of the previous lookes were swept away, all of them were put on a calm, and the flying swords will fly out to meet the enemy!

Quan Jiefei is in front of everyone. He is not far from the female swordsman who flees, and keeps a distance of several feet. He is clearly tight. This is the safest distance. If it is closer, the sword will not be guaranteed. The sorcerer has the secret of fighting the beast! Just as he heard the Jindan monk's order, his mouth was smirking, and a craft like a rope was sacrificed in his hand. An orange-red brilliance flashed from the rope, and the rope flew in the air, toward the female swordsman. The towering chest is falling! Quan Jie almost saw that the female swordsman was panicked by the ropes, and all the other things...

It was exactly the same as that seen by the Jindan monk. The ropes of the ropes had just fallen to the top of the female swordsman. The rotating imprisonment power had not yet fallen. The scared female swordsman suddenly smiled and turned to smile. It’s like a smile to the lover!

"Oh?" The power is stunned, and it’s not good to see it in the heart.

Sure enough, although the female swordsman who was only the six swords of the pregnant sword suddenly turned back, stopped in the air, and the sword fluttered under the foot, turning into a meteor, rushing to the knives of the claws and claws!

The sound of "stinging", the flying sword stabbed the brilliance of the instrument, and made the movement that sounded very infiltrating. However, it was noticed that the flying sword was too much mana, and the power was just picked up. The heart is put down again! This female swordsman is obviously the repair of the six swords of the pregnant sword. It is similar to the monk in the early stage of building the foundation. If it is compared with the monk who is the peak of the foundation of the foundation, it is still a half-finished!

Quan Jie will use a finger to force the mana, and the rope will spin rapidly. The fierce strength and dazzling Huaguang will once again come out of the collapse, with the unstoppable desire of Quan Jie rushing to the swordsman!

"Silver ~" a burst of sound, Quan Jie's instrument is really the female swordsman's flying squad, holding the swordsman's meteor disappeared, no one like the willow size, the sword light overflowing will appear in the rope Among them! However, the remaining strength of the rope has not disappeared, with the flying sword falling to the sword repair!

The female swordsman’s face was slightly shocked, and his body shape shrank. A turn of the head was to rush to the glacier outside the hundred feet!

"Ha ha ha ~ chick..." Quan Jie laughed, his body shape will continue with the ropes, he does not want to let the little white sheep falling into his mouth slip away! At the moment when Quan Jie rushed down, he also glanced at Qian Feng, who was only a few feet away from him. Qian Feng was like him at this time, and the spirit and beast of the Leopard in the bag was also released. Just opening the **** mouth, the teeth danced to a small and delicate female swordsman! It seems that the female swordsman will be caught in a moment!

"嘿嘿~" The unstoppable expansion of Quan Jie’s heart, the spirit is once again shaken, and the figure is also accelerating.

However, at this time, "Peng" had a loud noise, but in the hard ice layer, it suddenly burst into a thumb-sized plum, and the plum blossom seemed to be in the ice, its development. The whole ice is blown up! With the blossoming red plums swaying into the sky in the air, the fist-sized ice is flying around!

At this time, Quanjie is the closest to the ice, and the first to face the red plum and the ice?

But when Gong Jie did not figure out what happened, the red plum was close! Quan Jie is a natural urging mana, and the brilliance of the body is great! Between the flashes of Guanghua, the size of the ice of the fist was bombed and even turned into ice water!

However, the red plum with only the size of the thumb is like a huge force. It is the brilliance between the knees!

"Hey..." Ten times of muffled sounds, red plums are everywhere! Quan Jie’s bodyguard Guanghua was defeated by Hongmei, and the dozens of red plums were instantly out!

"Ah~~" In the eyes of Quan Jie, there was a trace of disbelief, a scream, and a black spot was falling from the air! And he could not see who killed himself until he died!

"Ah?" Red Plum is now, Quan Jie instantly fell, and when he arrived, it caused Qian Feng’s vigilance, but the red plum was like a hurricane that was rotating, and it was as fast as 90,000 miles, and continued to rush to other monks above Quanjie. And Qian Feng is just outside Hongmei!

"Escape ~" Seeing the fierce glory above the red plum, Qian Feng sniffed out the extremely dangerous atmosphere, he did not dare to chase the escaped swordsman, he would try his hand and want to take the leopard back to the poetry bag. .

"Peng" is another loud noise. An orange-yellow figure rushes out from the ice. A fist flies out at the same time, and then arrives in the blink of an eye and appears on the back of the Leopard!

"吼~" Lianbao is under the fist, the anomaly that has long since smashed, and the four legs fell in the air and did not dare to move!

"Fantasy Swordsman!!!" Qian Feng perceives the fear in the heart of Lian Bao, and his heart is also awkward. He simply refuses to accept the beast, and his body is flat and he wants to escape from the battle circle.

"Peng ~" sounded loudly, flesh and blood flew, fists fell on the back of the leopard, and the cheap leopard bones and flesh, turned into a mass of debris falling into the air!

Qian Feng’s heart, knowing that Leopard died, can not wait for his heart to disperse, a kind of fierce wind that has never been encountered before is born from his chest and abdomen, but see a fist magnified, hit yourself! Although the fist is still a few feet away, it is an unspeakable feeling that the space of several feet in his chest and abdomen is shrouded!

"Bad!" Qian Feng was shocked. He would take a shot. It was just to take out the implement from the storage bag, but he had a slight flower in front of him. The fist seemed to be a barrier that crossed the space. In an instant, he hit him. Chest!

"This ~" Qian Feng's hand can not take out the implement, the law immediately rushed to move, want to hit the fist! But he is still slow, "Peng" has a loud noise, a purple-red brilliance flashes rapidly in Qianfeng's chest and abdomen, when it is annihilated, then the "bang" flashes, Qian Feng's body bursts from inside. Open, like the Leopard, broken into pieces of meat scattered in the air!

"Ha ha ha ha ~" After the red plum, under the murderous fist, a burst of laughter, two dressed in swords, a strong middle-aged sword swordsman is rushing out of the ice of the glacier, Fly straight to the sky!

Ps: rewards received, today's three more ~