Legend of the Cultivation God

"Predecessors..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. "I just waited for the foundation monk. You always sent the giants such as Xianmeng to me in front of me. I am really... I feel too sudden!"

"Hey, don't wait for you, my monk's minimum monk recruited before today is also the initial restoration of Jindan! And that is still a special qualification!" Qingliuzi seems to hear the excuse of Xiaohua's tone, cold and cold. "You wait for the four people to recruit the founding disciples for the first time! I especially Xiaohua and Xiaomao are just in the middle of the building! You wait... just steal a smile! You know why the old man is coming now. Why? Why didn’t you just come out?”

"Whether you are a hero of the Daojian War, you can still go far from the old man's personal reception! The old man did not intend to see you! But just now, the ambassador of the Xianmeng passed me through Tonglu City. When the old man received the reception, he mentioned four little friends. The ally of the Xianmeng most liked the talents of the genius. The messenger heard the battles of the four young friends. It was almost immediately decided. Please ask four friends to join me. Oh, the old man was stunned for a long time! If you don’t have the sincerity of the Xianmeng messenger, the old man is too lazy to come here..."

When I heard the Qingliuzi mentioning the messenger of the lord, Xiao Hua’s heart was like a mirror. He wanted to ask if the messenger of Xianmeng was the messenger of the vice-president and further confirmed it. But he also knows that as long as he says this, he must be exposed to flaws. I am afraid that it is impossible to get out of this Jingtai Pavilion today!

"Predecessors!" Since there was a decision in the heart, Xiao Hua lost his smile. "The younger generation is the lowest in the cultivation of the four people! These battles are naturally also sent by Master Li. The younger generation does not have the qualifications mentioned by the seniors. So The younger generation still wants to return to Yu Leizong, and will be repaired as a good upgrade. After the cultivation to the Yuan Ying period, and then see the master of the city, and recommend it to the owner of the city!

Hearing Xiao Hua’s refusal, although Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy did not know the specific reasons, they were also respectful gifts. They said with a smile: “The younger generations and others just came back from the outside and did not know the situation of the three countries. If it is a predecessor's permission, I will wait for a good rest in the sect. I will wait for a period of time and then give the seniors a reply?"

As for Xiao Mao, he bit his lip and his heart is extremely complicated. He believes that Xiao Hua’s choice is a powerful help for Xianmeng. I don't know how to decide.

"Hey~ I don't know how to be funny, and I don't want to face my face!" The face of the Qingliuzi was transient, and the entire Jingtai Pavilion was flashing. A powerful hurricane was born from the clear stream, like a huge palm. If the paulownia flower is torn like a thin paper.

Xiao Hua and others couldn’t stand, and their bodies were flying. Balance in the wind and fall to the ground.

"嗡~" is another burst of sound, like a clear stream of anger, a strong and uncast power from the sky, the four people hold down. The number of "banging and banging", the four people fell to the ground extremely embarrassed. Nothing can move.

"Grandma's, it really is ... seeing relatives is also a stranger!" Xiao Hua saw the Qingliuzi face like a book, not a smile, "How can the ordinary Yuan Ying monks feel free to build the base generation? ”

"Looks... the old man's words are not words?" The body shape of the clear stream stood like a mainstay in the wind, and the voice echoed in the Jingtai Pavilion.

"Hey, how can this be good?" Xiao Hua's eyes turned sharply, I don't know how to be at home. He knew that he couldn't do anything with the clear stream in Tonglu City, because even if he tried his best, he couldn't beat a monk in the middle of the Yuan Ying!

"Maybe... I can only do it right! I have to go through this pass before I can..." Xiao Hua just thought of it here, next to Xiao Mao is calling, "Predecessors, younger generations are willing to join..."

"Haha, the lord of the city..." Just as Xiao Hua thought about how to speak, a hoarse voice was born from the door of the temple. "Don't be angry! These disciples are just children, and they have never understood the sinister nature of the three kingdoms. I don’t even know the benefits of my Xianmeng! Are you so tempted to scare them? Even if they reluctantly agree, can they not blame the lord?"

Immediately, a confused monk walked in and walked in.

Qingliuzi saw someone coming in and his face was awkward. After all, he had already played a ticket in front of the messenger. I didn’t expect Xiao Hua and others to be so ignorant of the current affairs, let his face fall, but it was the last. There is Xiao Mao’s opening, but he can’t hold his face.

However, he is still a cold face, said faintly: "This is what the old man did, and I have nothing to do with the immortal alliance! It is nothing to do with the lord!"

"Oh, the lord of the city is angry!" The messenger waved his hand, and the voice of the laughter was a little strange. "My immortality is the place where the light is right, and it is the place where the righteousness is right. I want to recruit my disciples... that is to make these disciples willing." Joining! If they are dissatisfied, does it violate the original intention of the founder of the Union?"

"Hey, the lord of the lord is a magnanimous person, and the old man can't compare with his old man!" Qingliuzi will have sleeves in general, the wind in the entire Jingtai Pavilion will be extinguished, and the Qingliuzi himself will fall on the ground.

Xiao Hua and others stood up from the ground, and they all bowed to the messenger and said they had seen their predecessors.

"But it~" The messenger put the sleeves on the side. "The words of the masters of the city just said that the old man’s mouth is the original intention of the master of the League of Legends. You are the elite of the Daojian War, although only the foundation is repaired, But I am also reluctant to join my Xianmeng. If you are willing, at this moment, the old man can appeal to you, such as Xianmeng. If you don’t want to, the old man will never be reluctant, you can leave immediately. Of course you wait. I have already made a blood oath, but I have to mention it to others today!"

Hearing here, Xiao Hua looked at the confusion that he could not see through. Some did not dare to talk: "The younger dare to ask the messenger. If the younger disagrees to join the Xianmeng, can you leave now? And... if the younger wants I understand, I want to join later..."

"Well, the old man's speech is naturally true! The lord of the city just hated iron and steel, afraid that you will lose the second chance of this life! So it is so angry! If you don't want to join, you can leave now. No one will stop it!" The messenger said hoarsely. "Of course, you are the elite that is rare in the three countries. I am the best place to wait for you! But today you can wait If you join Xianmeng, if you regret it later, hey, I don’t want to join it. It’s not so simple! It must pass the test of my Xianmeng’s top ten!”

"Ten major tests?" Xiao Mao was a bit stunned.

"Do you think that my deity's Xianmeng can join at any time?" Qingliuzi coldly said, "The old man really doesn't know how to say that you wait for these little dolls!"

"The urban master does not have to say more!" The messenger said faintly, "This is their own choice. The lord of the lord has given them the opportunity, everything is theirs!"

Xiao Hua thought for a moment, slightly shook his head: "The younger generation, also ask the city master and the messenger to forgive, the younger generation still have to carefully consider, wait to understand, and then come to bear the ten test of Xianmeng!"

Said, Xiao Hua, look at Li Zongbao and others, walked a few steps and stopped near the door of the temple.

"The younger generation will consider it again!" Xiao Hua moved, how does Hongxia Fairy not move? Said in the mouth, his body shape also came to Xiao Hua's side.

"The younger generation is also average!" Li Zongbao was late for a moment, and was behind the Hongxia fairy.

The face of Qingliuzi flashed the brilliance of blue, apparently already angry...

"Ha ha ha! The Lord of the City, it seems that you are losing!" The messenger saw it, his eyes turned and he smiled. "The old man said, they will definitely not join Xianmeng so easily. They Such people, if not through the real test, let people see their true strength, will never easily follow the example! Let's go, you lose to the old man's addicted spring, but be prepared!"

However, the clear eyes of the clear eyes, some incomprehensible look at the messenger, across the confusion, he could not see the slight look of the messenger's face, but he did not know why this messenger so protect Li Zongbao and others!

At this time, a whistling sound like a pine wave came from a distance, and a jade with the leaves rushed to the front of the clear stream, and the jade was followed by an ordinary communication. symbol!

"Oh?" Even the clear stream is a glimpse. The slightly stunned, already angry eyes are smashing, and the hand is caught. Both jade slips are in his hands!

"Warning Song Taoling?" The messenger is also a strange road. "What is the big thing happening to the urban master?"

"Ha ha ha! Hahaha..." Qingliuzi thought about the Songtao order, and the expression on his face melted immediately, almost faster than the snow seeing the sun!

"The Lord of the City?" The messenger saw the news and made the anger of the clear stream disappear, and it was strange.

"The Sky City is falling! The snowy real estate is falling! Royal Leizong, all disciples of Mosangshan are... captured!" Qingliuzi’s eyes were smashed at this time, and his smile was very strong, as if... The fall of the sword is the sword repair of the country.

"Ah! How...how..." The messenger’s tone of horror, even if it was converted by confusion, Xiao Hua and others heard it clearly!

Xiao Hua also changed his face. The Sky City fell. He had a premonition, but he did not expect that the real people in the snowy city of the Sky City actually fell. This is the first Yuan Ying of the Daojian War! What made him feel incredible is that the Royal Leizong disciple... How could it be in the Sky City? And all the disciples were actually captured! ! !