Legend of the Cultivation God

Speaking of this, Qu Jianchong is hesitating for a moment, whispering: "Actually... Qu is somewhat puzzled, my disciples are not only these..."

Can be said half, Qu Jianchong is not to say, and some temptations look at Lu Ruochang. //Visit download txt novel //..

"Oh, this time, at this time, this sword is not jealous of you!" Lu Ruo-chun's eyes glowed with a trace of light, and the voice said a few words.

"Ah! How? How is this?" Qu Jianchong’s face showed a very adoring and horrified look. "Qum... I admire the five bodies!"

"Oh, this is the face-to-face secret of the sword by the senior swords of the sword. This sword has never been told to any swordsman, and Qu Jianyou has to keep his mouth shut!"

"Yes, yes!" Qu Jianchong was extremely panicked and nodded quickly. "Qu will definitely not say the first half of the words to others!"

"That's good!" Lu Ruochang said faintly. "After this battle, everything will be seen. By that time, the monks of Daozong will even have the idea of ​​crying!"

"Just..." Qu Jianchong is going to talk, and Lu Ruochang is a turn of the front. "This sword suddenly appears in the sword and sword... It’s the sword is puzzled! No one is there. Swords and swords, or which group of swords and swords come over? Hey, in short... the direction of this escape has changed, but if it changes, it is a little difficult!"

Look at Lu Ruo's slightly brows, and then think about Lu Ruo-chang's openness, Qu Jianhong's thoughts of hesitation have already flown to the clouds, but see Qu Jianchong cautiously look at the near, a group of swordsmen, There are also two swordsmen who are not too close to each other. Qu Jianchong said: "Lv Jianyou, in fact, there is something, Qumou still has to scream with the swordsman!"

"Oh? What?" Lu Ruochang's face has been restored to a light, can not see whether it is curiosity or well-being.

"That... just in the sword, the sword is meant to be..." Qu Jianchong said, licking his slightly dry lips and saying, "Qumou feels... this sword is... It seems to imply the sword of my rejuvenation sword..."

"Is it?" Lu Ruo is fascinated. "Which swordsman of the sword has come to the sword?"

Qu Jianchong said almost without hesitation; "This is the doubt of Qu Mou! This sword is not the swordsman of Huan Jianzong! But the sword in this sword is me." The traces of Huan Jianzong..."

"Yes... Which sword is the sword of your sword?" Lu Ruochang tried to find out.

"There will be no decision!" Qu Jianchong shook his head. "There are many residual swords in the sword, and there are many dead spirits in the sword. If you are in the sword, you will condense the sword, and you will only get into the sword." The end of the death, this is the well-known knowledge of my sword field. I am naturally no exception. There will be no one who will condense the sword heart here! Moreover, according to Qu’s knowledge, there are several magic swords in the door. The brothers, have never reached the peak of the magic sword, there are still a lot of distance from the sword!"

"Oh, it is so!" Lu Ruochang looked at the distance again, and said, "So that's the way it is?"

"Maybe... only when you get there, you can know!" Qu Jianchong smiled.

"Well, this sword is also such an idea! Qu Jianyou, the sword is extremely dangerous inside, the swordsman should take good care of this disciple, and all the orders of the sword!" Lu Ruochang said.

"Yes, Qumou knows!" Qu Jianchong hurriedly returned to the ceremony and watched Lu Ruochang leave.

"Well, sure enough, as the sword feels, the sword should be related to the dazzling swordsmanship!" Lv Ruo-Chuan, who left, secretly thought about himself. "Unfortunately, this song Jianchong does not know which sword is, or even recognizes it." It’s a swordsman who dazzles the sword! This is strange!”

"Maybe it's really only where I got there, I can know the truth!" Lu Ruo sighed. At this time, there was a slight sword in the Van Gogh squad.

"Hey, I can only go!" Lu Ruochang urged Feijian to fly to the front, still whispering, "I just don't know... How can I change direction?"

"But, wait for the sword, the sword of the sword is slightly weak, this sword will lead these stupid monks to the big battle! With this previous suspected move, those monks ... may not be able to find out! ”

And at the edge of the sword, the aster flower has gradually become sparse. In the eyes of the escaping sword, there is no time to appreciate this beauty. After all, the vivid life is much more valuable than this beauty! A group of swordsmen who saw the road saw the brown-red vegetation on the ground, and then dared not to sneak, hurriedly stopped, took a hand, took out a few small swords, and spurred Jian Yuan. How many small swords rushed out, it is where the brigade is!

In fact, these little swords have just been sent, and a few swordsmen who flew from the distance, these swordsmen took the sword and quickly flew down the sable of the sword.

"Liao Jianyou, when I waited for this sword to pass through, it was the morning, the sable flower was dripping like crystal, I was still pointing the way, this battle will not back, only wait for the sword seniors to swing the sword south, sweep away The arrogance of the three kingdoms of comprehension!" A slightly lonely middle-aged swordsman swept away the smoky flowers that had some fiasco, and sighed and said to the swordsman who was flying around ten feet. "Which know, for years, like the night, you I am gathering here again. I don’t think that when the passion is flying, it’s hard to protect my surname!”

That Liao Jianyou is also somewhat pessimistic, wandering around, sadly saying: "You and I can still gather here, those swordsmen who have fallen into the three countries of comprehension, many people have not even found the corpse! Even ... my virtual sword Qin Jianshi, who was sent by the horror phoenix, took the head back and took it back to the Sky City! Liao Mou recognized himself as the enemy of the horror phoenix, otherwise he would kill the Sky City and take the first level of the Horror Phoenix! ”

"Coughing ~" is another old-fashioned swordsman with a gray hair. He coughed a few words: "The two younger brothers said that they are all very, not enough. Since this has already fallen to such a degree, I am still looking for it. In order to enter and exit the safe passage of the sword, since there is a sword in the front of the sword, I waited for the shelter of the old man, even if the old man could not freely take the monk’s shot, but in front of his old man, the monk of the Taoist Can't..."

"What can't you always be?" Another old man with a slightly white hair doesn't take it for granted. "Zhao Shixiong is always lucky. Before the blast was snow, if Zhao Zhao brother was so lucky, I would not be so defeated! ”

"Is Zhao said something wrong?" The swordsman of Zhao’s name was a little angry. "Where I am, I don’t seek the protection of the swordsmen. Why change direction?"

The old man with a slightly white hair seemed to be dissatisfied with Zhao’s swordsman. He said coldly: “Do you think that only my sword repair can perceive the sword of the sword’s predecessors? Can the monk’s monk not be aware? You look ... I waited for the direction of the change, and went directly to the place where the sword was intended. Those monks... Can they have a hint of hesitation?"

"The left and right masters who control the occupation are self-disciplined..." Zhao’s old man has some words, arguing, "If this is not the case, why should I change direction?"

Then there was a dark-skinned swordsman, three big five thick, listening to their arguments but disapproving of it, even a trace of sarcasm on the face, waiting for the old surname Zhao to ask, the other old man again To counterattack, he screamed coldly: "When the war has come to this step, what are the reasons for you to wait for a lot of arguments and arguments? Look at the bright sword disciples who are waiting for you? They will call me, but I will not listen to you. Gas! Again, after I found the passage, there were later brothers looking for a passage, and I was relieved of the safe retreat of hundreds of thousands of swordsmen warriors!"

The two swordsmen were very angry and were about to fight with the enemy. But the disciples who were close to the communication were hiding far away, and some anxiety was still somewhat helpless.

"But it!" Zhao surnamed the old man to take a shot, took out a small sword like a jade, a mouth, a sword spurted on it, the little sword slammed up, violently rotated in the air, gradually turned into a Light white snake shape!

"Go!" The old man hurriedly swayed the sword, and several swords were hit on the snake. The swordsman of the snake snakes flew into the air around him, and the snake head of the snake snake was in the air. In the middle of a round of rotation, like a small hot wheels, waiting for half a cup of tea, the snake's snake head will stop, it is a sword!

"嗖~" The spirit snake once again turned the sword, still the crystal little sword, rushing into the sword!

"The disciples, this is a safe passage, can enter with the old man!" The old surname Zhao surrendered his hand and flew into it. The faces of several bright sword disciples who were closer to this passage showed a happy color. After marking the place, it is also trailing!

At the same time, the four swordsmen, including Liao’s swordsmen, each took out a small sword of different styles. Although the way of Jianyuan’s urging was different, they were all within a hundred feet. Another is to find four different safe passages, the direction is roughly the same as Zhao's old man!

"Go~" The four swordsmen greeted the nearby disciples, and the accompanying disciples who came gradually, rushed into the sword...

Immediately, within a few miles, there were a lot of magic swordsmen rushing to the swords, and the swordsmen of the sword repairers were all ordered under the arrangement of the disciples. Into the sword.

If the Jindan monk of the Taoist Temple of the Taoist saw the swordsman retreat in such an orderly manner, would it be that he was upset in his heart?

It is a pity that when they chase this place, Jian Xiu has already entered the sword, leaving only the faint sword light flashing in front, and the screams from time to time and the sound of the array or the sword array!

The cautiousness of the sword repair is the same. The monks who chased the edge of the swordsmanship also stopped slightly. Each sect occupied about a few hundred feet. These dozens of sects are almost The area around the dozens of swords is blocked, quite a bit impenetrable. (To be continued.