Legend of the Cultivation God

"Ah?" Bai Jie was shocked. He just lifted his head slightly. He saw that Xiao Hua was hitting Zhong Yuxuan’s wishful stick. At this time, he actually reached the top of his head, only about three feet...

The Five Elements Ruyi Tongtian Stick is a great weapon of the ancient times. It is not within the Five Elements. Although Xiao Hua’s Ruyi Rod is far from the power of the Five Elements, it is the swordsman of Bai Yi’s magic sword. It is in the sleeves of Qiankun, Soul and other series of calculations, about three feet away from the distance, Bai Jie just screamed, that wishful stick is hitting Bai Jie's forehead.

The same is a muffled sound, Bai Jie's head is broken like a gourd!

"Ha ha ha ~" Xiao Hua laughed, the figure does not stop at all, turned to show the wind and forced to Zhong Yuxuan!

"Silk~" Zhong Yuxuan took a breath, his eyes tightened and he bite his teeth, and the body flashed a strong brilliance, like a long brilliance hedgehog!

"Terrorist Phoenix... The old man can't think of meeting you here! Since you have appeared, Ling Yunwu and others... I must have been in the body, they can't keep you, then... let the old man keep you!" The word said, the sword of the sun also suddenly burst into the sky of the sword light, Zhong Yuxuan will mouth one, the sword of the life spit out, and it falls into the sword of the sun, and the body shape of Zhong Yuxuan is also very fast flashing. A flying sword!

"Kill!" Zhong Yuxuan spoke the last word in this life. The whole figure is on the flying sword. The flying sword is more dazzling than the brilliance of the sky. It really rises like the same day tomorrow, and a fierce jade burns. It is blooming from tomorrow. The death of the bloom... As the rain and rain that Xiao Hua saw on the icy lake that day, it was extremely splendid...

"Ha ha ha ~" Xiao Hua laughed. With a wave of his hands, Zhong Yuxuan, who has become a sword, suddenly feels like a whole body, and there is a feeling of burning it.

"Three...three 昧 昧 ...... ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐 逐渐Even the masculinity around him was also ignited, and a fireball more than Zhong Yuxuan formed around him!

"Broken ~" Zhong Yuxuan's heart is as gray as he is, he never thought that Xiao Hua actually understood the three real fires. I absolutely didn't expect Xiao Hua to have such a delicate hand control technique. Even he did not expect that Xiao Hua would add fuel to the fire at this time, and lead the secret technique he wanted to lead in advance...

"Boom ~" a loud noise, the entire space is shaking, the sword is overflowing, the fire is shining!

However, this burst is not directed at Xiao Hua. Just bursting in place, it hurts Xiaohua, hey, can be ignored!

When the fire gradually disappeared, Xiao Hua flew from far away, and the bursting moment was enough for Xiao Hua to fly far.

"Hey!" Xiao Hua looked at the mess on the ground. Shaking his head, "It’s a pity that it’s a real sword, a sword of swordsman incarnation!"

Then, Xiao Hua landed on the ground to see the seven Taoist disciples who were previously killed. Their corpses have been smashed by the bursting of Zhong Yuxuan, but the corpses of Bai Jie and Liao Chengkong are still intact!

Xiao Hua explored his hand. I took the storage bags of the two people, searched for a moment, found a sword, and I immersed myself in the moment for a moment, sneer, and said: "Death to live! Actually, my disciples' blood and soul sacrifice!" Sword Spirit... is also tyrannical, how can it be used? Fear is... kendo is another hand?"

"But now, Xiaoye still has to go and see... Xiao Mao is still not living in this world! Even if he is dead, Xiaoye will take revenge for him!" Xiao Hua smiled and his body shape fluttered. From then on, the route drawn in the Jian Jian quickly rushed out!

This is an underground space of several thousand feet in size, similar to the size of the space where Zhong Yuxuan and others honoured the red-skinned gourd sword spirit! However, the scenes in the interior are completely different. On the top of the rock wall with thousands of feet, countless six-valve crystals are connected to a light blue Huaguang faintly overflowing, and this brilliance is slightly between the six petals of crystallization. When the flickering is incomparably cold, the breath is revealed, and the silky breath disappears into the rock wall through the crystal path, and there is no trace. Even in this countless six-valve crystal, there may be a circular crystal column of a few feet or a foot, which is straight into the rock wall, and its direction is unknown!

Looking at the whole space again, the light blue brilliance is like the radiance of the gemstones, which blooms all the time and fills the whole space. This blue brilliance is extremely cold, and there are roots and roots that are born from all over the space. It does not fall to the ground, but instead, as Guanghua rushes into the rock wall at the top of the space, it turns into a little crystal!

The very cold, light blue-lighted place is the tip of the sharp-shaped bamboo-like rock thorns that rise under the space.

This rock thorn is like a stone clock hanging upside down in a plain cave. It is a milky white color. The sharp rock of the thumb is flashing on the thumb-sized fluorescent scorpion, and it is the stalactite dripping from the top of the stone clock. Similar! However, the stalactite drops on the ground, and the light blue brilliance of the thumb-sized fluorescent color is spurted in the air and spreads throughout the space!

Just in this strange, cold space, a green-colored gourd slightly ignited a blue-green brilliance, even a very rhythmic vibration! The mouth of this gourd is facing down, it is facing a huge rock thorn, a kind of glare that is visible to the naked eye is covered at the tip of the rock thorn, and the blue brilliance above the fluorescence is mixed into the blue light. Within the green hoist is included in it!

Looking around the huge rock thorns, there are seven Taoist monks lying down, five of them are already in the body. The faces of these five corpses are all black and green, and the face is extremely distorted. Expressions, this sly expression stagnate on their faces just like their body is completely frozen by a cold!

There are still two monks next to the five corpses, one is a woman with a white hair, and the other is a smoky face with a thick sorrow in her eyes! Both of them are sitting on the floor with their knees and knees, and the body is shimmering in the brilliance of the body. The glazed surface of the body has a thin layer of cool blue, and the piece of crystal in the cold blue is looming. Guanghua, Xiaomao and the female repairer have been frozen into popsicles with the bodies of the other five monks!

However, Xiao Mao and the female repair can not move, just in the cold blue, a few Jianguang is like a snake snake swimming, the two will be imprisoned!

On the top of Xiaomao’s head, next to the green-skinned sword, three swords were standing. One was that Xiao Hua had seen it on the blizzard, but it was the Lushan sentiment that appeared with the wind, and the other two. One is the female sword of Ming Jianzong and Feng Qing. But see the rain at this time, the hand is standing in the high place, the whole body does not see any brilliance against the extreme cold, flashing a little arrogance in the eyes, only coldly watching the two only the magic sword The move.

Zhong Ming and Feng Qing are both slightly closed, and the swords are a little messy at this time. The bare skin shows a blue luster. This gloss reflects the gray hair on both heads. Kind of flattering. However, the look on the faces of the two men did not have a trace of ease. They were all twitching in the corners of their eyes. They seemed to be suppressing what they were doing. They both had a flying sword at their feet. The sword light was the color of the snow blue, and the other was the sky blue. The color of the sword, the pleats and pleats shine, and they rush into their bodies from time to time. Every time the sword light shines, the faces of both of them are a little better!

This is, the green skin of the gourd suddenly swayed, not only the brilliance of the brilliance, but also an inexplicable fluctuation is also rippled.

"Feng Shimei, it is time, I am waiting for the sixth blood sacrifice!" Zhong tomorrow showed a kind of excitement on his face, suddenly opened his eyes and said to Feng Qing.

Feng Qing also showed a blush on his face and nodded: "But listen to the teacher!"

"Presence of the rain!" Zhong looked up tomorrow, and said to the rain, "Please also protect the law!"

The tone is very respectful, not because the rain is only rude.

"The old man knows, you wait and the lion!" Yu Ming nodded proudly.

"Yes!" Zhong will take a shot tomorrow, a blood-red symbol is held in the hand, this symbol is so strange, not the appearance of Huang Fu, like a slap, but it is slap-sized, the rune on it is also weird, The faint glow of dark green is similar to that of Green.

"Go ~" bell will throw the air in the air, and the handcuffs will be smashed, but the snow-blue sword will flash, and a brilliance like a hole will fall on this symbol, and the sound of "silk~" will be loud. Huaguang actually ignited Fuxi, the dark green flame will burn into a scorpion-sized fire group, and the runes in the fire group will rotate rapidly, and a sound like a ghost crying will come from the fire!

"Feng Shimei~" Zhong will see the fire group rise tomorrow, and eagerly said, "The soul is already motivated, and the monk of the Taoist sect is arrested!"

"Yes!" Feng Qing had already prepared for it, and he grabbed his hand. The hairy female repairer was flying in the air, and the whole body could not move!

"Kill ~!" Feng Qing flashed a trace of twilight in his eyes, and the flying sword suddenly flew out, turned into a long-footed ice needle, and quickly penetrated into the forehead of the female repair, the flying sword Sharp and abnormal, when I met the forehead of the female repairer, I didn’t come in. I saw a drop of blood flowing from the wound on the forehead...

"Quick ~ Zhong Shi 姊 ~" Feng Qing will slap a sword in his hand, stunned the female sword repairing his forehead into a sword light exit, hurriedly cried.

"Diseo~" The clock on the other side will be the same as tomorrow, and the hand will be pointed. The fire group also rushed to the blood spot of the woman's forehead at a very fast speed, just before Feng Qingfei left the sword and the blood arrow spurted out. Instantly rush into it!