Legend of the Cultivation God

The four of them are the highest martial arts friends and are not the rivals of Qiu Fengxuan’s iron needles, let alone the other three. When the black iron needles fly back to Qiu Feng’s eyes, the other three red brilliances have long been quiet. Quietly floating in front of Qiu Feng’s eyes.

Seeing the last black iron needle flying back, Qiu Feng waved his hand and picked up the four black iron needles. He put it in front of his nose and gave him a smile. He looked up and looked at another in the distance. In the direction, Zhang Xiaohua, who is awkward to escape with flying, has a hint of cockroaches at the corner of his mouth. He just wants to raise his hand to the magic weapon, and his heart is turned back and retracted. With a hand, the black iron needle is a magic weapon, and the sword is under his feet. Flash, not ill, slowly chasing Zhang Xiaohua.

And said that poor Zhang Xiaohua saw Qiu Feng appear in front of him, his heart was translucent, and he only asked a voice, but Qiu Feng did not answer, and he saw Qiu Feng’s performance of the magical power to deal with the four people, and immediately said: “Predecessor Mo Urgent, the younger generation is anxious to go ahead..."

After that, I didn’t know what direction, but I went to the direction of the Magic Valley and fled...

I was in a hurry, like the funeral dog’s escape from a meal. I didn’t see any red brilliance attacking myself, and I didn’t see Qiu Feng catching up. Zhang Xiaohua didn’t feel awkward, slowed down her body and turned her head and waited. Without seeing the shadow of Qiu Feng, he secretly swears: "Is it difficult to be... the poor road is wrong?"

I saw it for a long while, just when Zhang Xiaohua was worried, a voice was uploaded from his head: "Little guy, are you... looking for a poor road?"

Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and looked up. Sure enough, Qiu Feng... It was the foot of Jianguang, which was silently revealed on top of his head!

Zhang Xiaohua’s heart suddenly shrank and stopped, and he said, “Oh. No, the younger generation... is identifying the direction, I don’t know... Where is this going? Oh, yes, the seniors... Where are you going?"

Qiu Feng looked at Zhang Xiaohua. Pi Xiao meat does not smile: "The place where the old man is going, of course, is the Magic Valley?"

"Oh? Is this going to the Royal Valley?" Zhang Xiaohua smiled helplessly: "That... the younger generation is in the wrong place, the younger generation is going to the mirror city. Please predecessors first, the younger generation will turn around!"

"Hey, little guy, you are a good flight. You can't fly fast without the shuttle. You can see the lord of the lord... I haven't cultivated you on weekdays!"

"Don't dare, it's all... the hard work of the elders of the division, the younger generation dare not take the merits!"

"You... there is a shuttle in the ring of this storage. Do you usually not use it?" Qiu Feng smiled and seemed to be a cat looking at the mouse.

"Oh. No, no, the younger generations like to walk in the air, enjoy the flowers and enjoy the moon. If the seniors like it, they can take it. Well. There are also a lot of storage rings. The seniors just saved the younger generation. One life, the ring and the things inside are all considered to be the seniors of the younger generation, but also the seniors laughed!" Zhang Xiaohua heard, my heart is squeaking, and quickly pushed the storage ring out.

"But... How can there be a token of Shengmen in your storage ring?" Qiu Feng still smiled.

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua’s eyes turned: "That is the time when Feng’s predecessors didn’t have time. Please go to the poor road and go up to Xianmen. Some things should be poor and confessed to his disciples!"

“Why don’t you use a communication symbol? Or do you like a disciple?” Qiu Fengqi said: “And let you run so far?”

Where does Zhang Xiaohua know what a message is? Had to bite the scalp: "This thing... is very important, but also urgent, but also for the seniors tolerant. Let the younger people go earlier, if it is delayed, Feng predecessors are afraid that it is not beautiful!"

“Ha ha ha” Qiu Feng laughed at the sky and looked at the sky and said: “But it’s not too late. The old man is too lazy to play with you...”

Speaking of the hand, a red brilliance emerges from the magic weapon in front of you...

"You... what do you want to do?" Zhang Xiaohua pretended to be angry: "You... are you not afraid of my family's lord?"

"Haha, the old man can still do it, naturally killing you! Just like the little things of the four foundations!" Qiu Feng sneered: "The lord of the lord? Do you really think that you are the blood of the lord?"

"Isn't it? Feng's predecessor of Shengxianmen said this to me!" Zhang Xiaohua pulled up the tiger skin.

"You may be the lord of the lord brought into the Valley of the Magic?" Qiu Feng snorted and said: "This is just because Feng Bun used the technique of searching for the soul, and accidentally erased your memory. I am afraid that this matter will cause trouble in the Yumo Valley, and it will be temporarily prepared!"

"Soul of Soul? This is so possible?" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised.

"If this is to say to others, maybe someone else really believes, but unfortunately... Feng Shu thought that the old man was the Jindan monk who came in from the valley after the demon door was closed, so he wrote such a lie; but He did not know how to calculate, but the old man entered the Imperial Valley before the opening of the magic gate, and he was still on the way to the Royal Valley, and also met the lords and others, and followed them into the magic. Valley, and at the time of the Lord of the Lord, where is your man?"

"Of course... the old man is just a monk in the Golden Age. How can Feng Shu look in his eyes?"

"Since you have known for a long time... Why, don't you poke in the Valley of the Magic Valley?" Zhang Xiaohua said.

"Hey, when the face is poked... The old man is not looking for his own death? The distracted monk can only kill the old man with a finger. How can the old man dare?" Qiu Feng said with a self-deprecating statement: "The old man is also saved... When you take you out, you will reveal it." The idea, but... I saw Feng Shu actually give you the storage ring, I want to use it to cover your mouth, the old man naturally changed his plan!"

"One or two promises of pointing, I want the old man to help him cover the fault, I would rather give this storage ring to you such a small ant, and not to the old man... You say... Can the old man agree?"

"You...what are you going to return to the Royal Valley?" Zhang Xiaohua sighed, his eyes turned sharply, his heart turned sharply, and he wanted to get out.

"How is it possible? The old man will take you to the Royal Devil Valley? Will you deal with it, this storage ring is not better than anything?" Qiu Feng sneered, showing an ugly face!

Said, the reddish black iron needle, the red color of the black iron into a cigarette is the thorn to Zhang Xiaohua's chest, the red brilliance has not yet, a force of imprisonment, Zhang Xiaohua seems to have a kind of The big hand will hold him...

Qiu Feng casts a magical acupuncture to kill Zhang Xiaohua. It is simply a big deal. I didn’t put Zhang Xiaohua in my eyes. The magic weapon was thrown in the air in the face of Zhang Xiaohua. It’s also slow to use the magic weapon by hand. It’s like knowing that Zhang Xiaohua is One dead!

It is exactly what Qiu Feng thinks, Zhang Xiaohua sees that Qiu Feng will sacrifice the magic weapon, perceive the power of imprisonment around him, and act decisively, and then ignore the loss of the true gas in the meridians, and the law is awkward, and this imprisonment is not completed. , desperately go to the distance!

He used the flight technique to consume a lot of infuriating gas in the meridians. At this time, the instinct in the meridians is not enough, how much can escape, and only the ghost knows!

Oh, maybe only he becomes a ghost... you can know!

Because, before he could get ten feet away, the reddish black iron needle had already flown to his vest... about half a foot.

Zhang Xiaohua’s knowledge has always been released. I saw this mysterious iron needle so powerful. My heart was like a gray ash. My heart sighed slightly: "Hey... I haven’t seen what it looks like here, I don’t know where I am from... It became the lonely ghost here..."

At this critical moment, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt the glimpse of the front, and the whole body was caught in a huge quagmire, which was a hundred times stronger than the power of the imprisonment of Qiu Feng just now! Zhang Xiaohua's hands and feet can't move, flying... It doesn't fly at all... And his figure is quietly floating in the air, not falling!

Zhang Xiaohua screamed, looked up and looked around, the stars in the sky still, and the blossoming clouds were clearly seen under the moonlight, but...the clouds seemed to be solidified, and they did not move!

Immediately, Zhang Xiaohua thought of the mysterious iron needle behind her. The gods released it. It turned out to be like a swamp. It was quite laborious to sweep. When he saw the black iron needle behind it, it was already in his own vest. It’s just... it’s stopped, and you can’t pierce it!

"This is..." Zhang Xiaohua's heart moved: "It's hard to be..."

Just when Zhang Xiaohua was puzzled, he heard Qiu Feng scream: "Who? Which distraction is the predecessor??"

"Distraction monk?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked.

"Hey, Qiu Feng... Besides the old man... who else?" A small flower is also a familiar voice that sounds around, and the voice is nothing but the ethereal, seemingly flooding the whole world.

"Feng predecessor???" Qiu Feng's voice showed an incomparable horror and... despair... "You are not going..."

"Do you want to find out the main adult's accusation?" Feng Shuxiao said with a smile: "Can you believe this reason?"

"Moreover, the old man and the lord of the lord have to tell the situation, do you need a night? If not....The old man has some delays... It is impossible to see that you still have a heart-warming side!"

"Qiu Feng... It’s really a confidant, and the old man never thought of it... You are a little Jindan monk who dares to beat the old man’s idea!"

Next to Zhang Xiaohua, just out of the joy of not being assassinated by Xuan Tiezhen, immediately heard the voice of Feng Shu, that heart ... than I have seen Qiu Feng still cold!

Just as he would not imagine that Qiu Feng would save him for no reason, Zhang Xiaohua would not be naive to think that Feng Shu, a distracted monk, would abandon the affairs of the Yumo Valley in order to save him, and ran to this wasteland. A trip outside the countryside!

For the monks on the Jindan period, Zhang Xiaohua has no power to fight back, and then meet the distracted monk, where is there any luxury in Zhang Xiaohua? He... even the ants in the eyes of the distracted monks... are not as good!

Sure enough, the two people simply ignored him.

I saw a slightly illusory figure gradually appeared next to Zhang Xiaohua, seeing that face, it is Shengxianmen Feng Shu!