Legend of the Cultivation God

Between the words, the night rain is full of swords and light, and the dragon is gradually born out of the night rain. The hurricane blows, and countless heavens and auras are coming to the dragon rain!

"吼~" With the orange-yellow sword light rising from the night rain, a very complete dragon-shaped sword flashed from the sword light, a huge, unspeakable momentum from the dragon shape In the middle, it will be shrouded in the vicinity of a dozen!

The dragon-shaped sword is very incomparable. It is similar to the sullen face of the night rain. The whole dragon body is slightly hovering in the air and flies toward Xiao Mao.

Xiao Mao was in the shape of a dragon-shaped sword. The whole body was covered by the momentum. The momentum was like a tide that completely drowned him. There was no possibility of gasping!

"Go ~" Xiao Mao knows that this is a critical moment. The dragon in the meridian is also trying to push, and the real yuan is like a rushing flood into the arrow. On time, when the arrow of the arrow hits the arrow, a strong golden light is born, and the whole arrow rushes into the air, and the sword is defeated, and it is shot toward the forehead of the dragon-shaped sword...

When Xiao Mao hit the soul of the night rain, Hou Yan’s bones were slowly slid in the air. The green scorpion’s birth scared Hou Yan’s big jump. However, seeing the green 湮 annihilation, Hou Yan’s The gaze flashed again and thoughtfully, and the bones in the hand just made an ellipse in the air!

As Houyan provoked the bones, it seemed like a lid was opened, and a thick black gas flew out from the ellipse. "嗷~~~" a scream of screaming from the black air Speaking, Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy, who will be surrounded by ghosts, are scared again!

"Hey~" A thick black shadow rushed out of the black air. A dark mouth that is several times larger than all the previous ghosts is revealed!

"Hey ~~~" Ghost head turned a few laps in midair and laughed.

Hou Yan’s face was a bit pale, but he mourned the witchcraft in his mouth. The bones in his hand were a little bit, and a green light fell on the head of the ghost. It suddenly trembled, as if he was extremely afraid of Houyan’s bones, toward the bones. The direction of the rod is flying.

The goal of the ghost head rushing past is naturally Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy, waiting for the ghost head to rush into the ghost head group. Not in a hurry to attack the five colors of the red glow fairy. Instead, he opened his mouth and licked the dozens of little devils who were close to him. They suddenly scared the little ones!

"Don't go wrong~" Houyan screamed, and the bones in his hand moved again. The ghost head hurriedly flew up. Li Zongbao, who is not protected by Xiaguang, rushes!

"Looking for death!" Li Zongbao's face flashed red. The whistling whip in the hand is playing again!

"Oh!" The sound of the golden whip falls on the head of the ghost, and it is extremely easy to break the ghost head in half!

but. The two ghosts laughed at the same time, and they turned into two complete ghosts, and then they bite Li Zongbao from two directions.

"Hit ~" Li Zongbao is again a wave, the two ghosts at the same time, although a part of the ghost head was defeated by the 戮 鞭 whip, but the remaining part is the generation of four ghost heads, once again rushed to Li Zongbao... ...

"Oh, unfortunately this spirit!" Seeing the fairy whistle can not kill the ghost head, Li Zongbao sighed, his heart is clear, the spirit will never be so powerful, but his own mana is not enough, and the spirit is not yet big. However, he is even more clear, if today can not escape this robbery, this spirit is afraid that this life can not be born!

"Where did Xiao Hua go?" In an instant, Li Zongbao thought of Xiao Hua again. "He can't care about the life of a certain family. Does he dare to ignore the life of Hongxia Fairy?"

Li Zongbao was in a critical situation. Xiao Mao was even more unbearable. The shooting arrow was the dragon-shaped sword that hit the night rain. Although the golden light on the arrow hit the dragon-shaped dragon head, the whole dragon body was not damaged. Still stabbed in front of Xiao Mao~

"嘎~" is not waiting for this dragon-shaped sword to be close to the body. From the middle of the sky, it is also the sound of a trumpet of the Qing Yu Wu Yu. The small Qing Si Wu Yu is also flying down, just like the old green It is different from Wu Yu, this small Qing Si Wu Yu is still sitting on one person, it is the dying sobbing!

"Peng ~" a muffled sound, the dragon-shaped sword hit the Qing Si Wu Yu, there is no suspense at all, the body shape of the Qing Yu Wu Yu is large, the sword that constitutes the dragon-shaped sword will suddenly The whole Qingxu Wu Yu was cut into pieces, even through the corpse!

As for the weeping, several swords have been drawn from him, and they have to end with the general knowledge of Wu Yu!

The poor natives wept, although Xiao Mao was saved from the mouth of the same natives, still can not escape the end of the killing by the Mengshan spirit! This devout native, when he died, his eyes are still full of determination and conviction, always staring at Xiao Mao!

Not willing to move away for a moment! ! !

The death of Qing Yu Wu Yu and the weeping is not ineffective, and finally the dragon-shaped sword is blocked! However, just as the dragon-shaped sword disappeared, a sharp sword light rushed out of the dragon's body. It was the night's life-small sword, which was hidden under the sword and wanted to attack Xiao. Mao!

This little sword just flew out, Qingxu Wu Yu and the weeping corpse have not fallen, a faint, scarred **** is swept from a distance, this **** is so weak, it is like coveted The old man, who is weak and can be seen from the gods, is a tough one.

However, when God read the Qing dynasty and the weeping body, this thought was instantly ignited, and a feeling of anger was heard from the mind of God, and at the same time, in the distant sky, " The thunder of the thunder has been faintly passed!

"Fast ~ Horror Phoenix is ​​coming!~" The night rain felt the thought of God, and immediately urged, "There is almost the strength of the Taoist monk in this sect, the end is powerful!"

“Hey? Is there a strength for Yuan Ying?” Hou Yan said, eagerly asked, “I didn’t seem to say anything before it was attached?”

"嘿嘿~" The night rain spurred the sword to hit Xiaomao at the same time, and replied, "It is 'almost' the strength of the Yuanying monk, but after all, it is not Yuan Ying, you think he can escape you and me. What about the soul?"

"Hey, what is the use of this time?" Hou Yan was too lazy to care about the night rain, the bones in his hand waved again, and Li Zongbao had already slammed into eight ghosts and snarled and rushed to Li Zongbao.

"Go ~" Xiao Mao saw Xiao Jian flew to his own eyes, while trying to avoid, while smashing the law, urging the shooting arrows, attacking the night rain, is completely a play of the same!

The night rain side and Hou Yan explained that the side is avoiding the shooting of the Japanese arrow, and between the rush, it is also unable to kill Xiaomao!

"嗷~" Eight ghosts entangled Li Zongbao's 戮仙鞭, other ghosts have got a gap, they all rushed to the front of Li Zongbao, Zhang mouth biting Li Zongbao's bodyguard magic, Li Zongbao's brilliance is extremely flashing, seeing also Be in a dangerous situation! ! !

The sound of the thunder of thundering across the sky is more rapid than that of the white horse. However, this day the thunder is still a few hundred miles away. Two blue-red swords lighted like a meteor in the moon!

"Flying sword?" At this time, the dragon-shaped sword of the night rain has been motivated here, and the orange brilliance will be reflected in the air. It is really roaring and stabbing to Xiaomao, seeing two flying swords flying, not Feeling sneer, it is simply a kind of scorn from his mouth! Yes, what is the difference between using the flying sword in front of the sword repair and the axe? In particular, when two flying swords forced a few feet around the night rain, the blue-red sword light burst into bloom, and the two swords light left and right to form a heart shape in the air! Waiting for the heart shape to grow longer, it turned out to be a sword, the night rain is even more laughter, he has never seen the sword of the shape of a sword!

However, the anger of the sword is overwhelmed, and the hatred is even more embarrassing. An unspeakable heart is born from his heart! Yes, this is the killing machine that Xiao Hua is hard to erase from the night rain! It was when I saw the weeping that was killed by the night rain!

Although Xiao Hua braved the danger of being burned by God and looking for Hongxia Fairy and others, if he saw that the night rain would hurt the Hongxia Fairy, the murder in his heart might not be so profound! Even if he saw Xiao Mao being injured by the night rain, he could not be so angry! Because this kind of injury is killing after all, it is the injury between the enemy and the enemy of the same strength, Xiao Hua may not have any other ideas!

However, the only thing he saw was the sob that weeping. This is almost an unarmed enemy for the night rain, and it was killed by the night rain! This native has no special feelings for Xiao Hua. However, when the natives were hungry, they were almost eaten by their companions. The native was rescued by Xiao Mao and did not mention the food that was previously eaten by his companions. Things, Xiao Hua does not think that this native does not know the situation at the time; and, when welcoming Xiao Mao to the village, it is incomparable piety, almost Xiaomao as his own day! Xiao Hua didn't know the situation of sobbing at home, nor did he know if he had any sons, but when Xiao Mao proposed to let the weeping lead the way, the gratefulness in the eyes of the sobbing was enough to make Xiao Hua touched!

Look at the weeping and broken bones. It is still the right arm of the white bone. How does Xiao Hua not know that this native has been subjected to the overnight rain? Of course, Xiao Hua does not know how the natives answered! But if this native is forced to say Xiao Mao’s whereabouts, can he be so hurt? Besides, how can we know the whereabouts of Xiao Mao and others?

Although Xiao Hua only saw the scene after the weeping death, he was enough to see many, enough to see the loyalty of Qing Yu Wu Yu, see the weeping piety, and see their determination to die for Xiao Mao! Although this native is a native, his heart is more simple and more noble than the soul. If he does not kill the night rain, Xiao Hua naturally cannot afford this native!

Therefore, the night rain will die! Xiao Hua will kill the night rain! ! The anger of the sword is the anger of Xiao Hua’s heart! ! ! (To be continued.)