Legend of the Cultivation God

Just when Chen Zhuo and Xu Chuanping didn't know how to answer, "Hey, look for a fight!" Xiao Hua's cold voice came out, and immediately, "Hey..." A gust of wind was very abruptly swept from between the two. "You dare!" The current Confucian student suddenly screamed, and immediately, "Hey...", a loud slap in the face, Chen Zhuo and Xu Chuanping glanced at the **** palm of the Confucian face. It’s coming up.

"Bold!" Behind the leading Confucian scholars, several Confucian scholars followed the bombing of the general, screaming to spur Jianguang to surround Xiaohua's flying car.

Several other Confucian scholars thought that the red-faced Confucianism was negligent and miserable, but the red-faced Confucian mind understood the tightness. When he heard the other party’s coldness, he immediately urged Jianguang to avoid it, but in the blast, a slap in the face The slap in the palm of the hand seems to shield the whole world from the front of his eyes. Even if he wants to dodge, he can't hide. The red-faced Confucian student raised his finger in surprise and cried; "You...you...", he never imagined that there would be such a powerful monk in the Tibetan continent, and he dared to fan himself when he met.

Suddenly, the red-faced Confucian thought of something, and said: "You... are you Xiaohua? Black Wind Ridge Xiaohua?"

"Xiao Zhenren??" Several Chu disciples will naturally not be as short-sighted as Chen Zhuo and Xu Chuanping. Previously, they did not expect Xiao Hua to be so open-faced. At this time, I heard the red-faced Confucian exclamation, and then carefully looked at it. Looking at Xiao Hua’s appearance, I don’t know if this is the legendary Xiaohua who swallowed 100,000 senile soldiers. After a screaming shot, I was at a loss, and there are even two explorers who want to extract what. Things are communicating.

Fortunately, the red-faced Confucian reaction was quite alert, and hurriedly turned back and sternly scanned a few people, and quickly screamed: "The younger Chu Jing met Xiaozhen."

"The younger generation Chu Feng..." A few Confucian scholars who lived in Xiaohua's speeding car did not know the stakes. I have already understood the meaning of Chu Jing, I dare not neglect, and I am seeing the courtesy. "I have seen Xiao Zhenren."

"Well," Xiao Hua nodded faintly and asked, "The old man is not a hero. Now the old man comes to the gods and blood, can you welcome the Chu family?"

"Of course, of course!" Chu Jing heard, not feeling the fear in his heart, and hurriedly laughed, "If Xiaozhen is not a hero, then there is no hero in the Tibetan monk. I am Chu. Naturally, the seniors are welcome to participate in the grand event of the gods and bloods. Previously, the younger generation did not recognize Xiaozhen people, and they were really scornful. Only... the younger generations were only patrolling disciples, and they did not have the identity to meet the real people. The real person waited a little, the younger asked me. The welcoming guests of the Chu family personally greeted the predecessors."

After that, Chu Jing did not signal the disciple who had already placed his hand on the waist and was ready to release the message. Instead, he carefully looked at Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua knows that he is now in a special status. After thinking about it, he nodded. "You can do the communication. However, the old man reminds you. If you have any other ideas, the old man will not be afraid of even 100,000 soldiers. The demon of this area. Blood may not be able to stop the old man!"

"Yes, yes, the younger generation understands!" Chu Jing slightly bite his lips, and this threat to Xiao Hua's mouth is also extremely helpless. Xiao Hua's fierce name has been promoted by the Qing Xu real people and so on, and these have been for tens of thousands of years. In addition to Hongmeng ancestors dare to face the Immortal Palace and Leiyin Temple, although other Taoist monks also have unyielding resistance, but there is never such a powerful Xiaohua. 100,000 Xianbing and Qingyuan Zhenjun were actually defeated by Xiao Hua. If they were not the monks of the Daomen, who would think it was the demon of the Yaozu! I have to say. Rumors are sometimes terrible!

Chu Jing turned to look at the disciple who was about to be summoned. Zheng Zhongdao said: "Chu Feng, you go back to yourself, and you know the Chu Emperor Chu, and ask the old man to come to see him personally."

Chu Feng a glimpse, look at the eyes of Chu Jing immediately understand, hurriedly respectfully rushed to Xiao Hua Shi Lidao: "Xiao Zhenren wait, the younger generation please ask the ancestors to come to meet."

"Hmm..." Xiao Hua nodded his head and promised. This is a good story. In fact, it is to ask the Chu family's ancestors to decide whether they dare to let themselves enter the blood of the gods. This ancestral ancestors must have been a decisive figure in the blood of the gods.

Chu Feng hurried away, and a few Chujia disciples around the side of the speeding car felt a little uneasy. They were preparing to besiege the speeding car. Now they are standing next to Xiaohua’s god, where they don’t feel scared. ? Chu Jing eyes turn, hold back the cold sweat of the vest, and whisper: "Predecessors, Chu Ming and others have to patrol, let the younger generation accompany the predecessors here..."

"Well, let's go!" Xiao Hua snickered and waved his hand, and the few people relieved and hurriedly went to salute.

Xiao Hua looked at a few people and looked awkwardly. He asked Chu Jingdao: "The Chu family has spread the heroic posts. I want to find God's Magic Chess in this blood of the gods. I don't know when to start? Come here. How many fairy friends are there?"

"Predecessors..." Chu Jing heard, the previous sweat was born again, accompanied by a smile, "The younger generation is only a low-level disciple of the Chu family. The blood of the gods is the value of the tour. What the seniors said, the younger generation really don't know." !"

When Chu Jing’s words came out, Xiao Hua didn’t feel anything. Chen Zhuo and Xu Chuanping were even more ashamed. They still thought that the blood of the gods would be cheaper. But I didn’t expect that the disciples of Chu Jiayuan’s three products could only be patrolled. Where can I do this myself?

"Yeah!" Xiao Hua nodded and said, "Since these situations you don't know, how big is the blood of the gods now, and what changes have been made to the periphery, you should always know?"

"Yes, yes, this younger generation naturally knows!" Chu Jingben is the value of the tour. If he says that he doesn't know, it must be shirked. Of course, Chu Jing does not dare, hurriedly replied, "The **** of the blood is the original square. Wanli, now has changed, and it has expanded to more than 13,000 miles. As for what kind of change, the younger generation is not very clear, but the younger generation knows that the blood around the gods is sparsely populated, but this has expanded by more than three thousand miles. I have included hundreds of thousands of people at once, and these people have turned into bones overnight!"

"Silk..." Xiao Hua took a breath and said, "So many creatures?"

"Yes," Chu Jing is also lamenting. "Not only is the civilians killed and killed so many nights, but my Chu disciples are under the hood, and they have lost a lot!"

After listening to this, Xiao Hua smiled slightly and said with a profound meaning: "It turns out that your Chu family has already paid attention to the blood of the gods!"

"Oh, the predecessors misunderstood!" Chu Jing slightly stunned, immediately understood, accompanied by a smile, "the blood of the gods is just a matter of the month before, when I Chu had already sown the hero posts. ”

“Before the month?” Xiao Hua’s brow wrinkled, and his heart seemed to be somewhat enlightened. He immediately asked, “Is it a night of a hundred ghosts?”

"How do you know the predecessors?" Chu Jing was shocked, but his surprise was not because Xiao Hua said the exact time of the blood of the gods, but a fear of fear.

"What's the problem with this!" Xiao Hua smiled faintly. "It's not about July 15 before the moon. Is it possible that night is not the night of the night?"

"Oh, it is exactly what the predecessors said!" Chu Jing sighed and said, "When I came to the blood of the gods, the blood of the gods is certainly a change, but there is absolutely no preparation for the horror. In the **** night, suddenly the blood is soaring, not to mention the uncles who are exploring in the blood, that is, the disciples who waited around the blood of the gods and bloodsmen have also been defamed. Although the younger generation does not know how much the Chu family is. People were killed in the blood of the gods, but ten of the disciples who watched the night with the younger generations were swallowed by the **** blood of the blood, and the younger sisters watched them become white bones."

"Even if you wait for the disciples of the Chu family, you can't escape, let alone those poor people." Xiao Hua looked down at the distant mountains, although there are still some beautiful scenery, but the inside has already revealed inexplicable dim, It has begun to gradually become absurd.

"Yeah..." Chu Jing nodded. "Those people are afraid that they will not wake up in their sleep, just..."

When I was talking about it, the sound of coughing and coughing came from afar. Chu Jing hurriedly stopped and turned to look at it, but saw a burly middle-aged man dressed in a strong suit and between the eyebrows. With an unspeakable melancholy, it was absent-minded to fly over.

"Chu Shizu..." Chu Jing did not dare to neglect, hurriedly prayed, "You are here!"

"Well..." The middle-aged man flew to the front, faintly glanced at Xiao Hua and others, and asked coldly, "You are Xiao Hua?"

Xiao Hua looked up and down the man, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. The melancholy between the man and the eyebrows was very obvious, and it was no longer said. The man’s eyes sweeping through Xiao Hua are cold, but Xiao Hua still reads a kind of dissociation, a kind of sorrow and a despair from this gaze.

"Well, the poor road is Xiao Hua!" Xiao Hua nodded and looked at the Confucianism of the fourth grade of Yuanli, and replied, "Is the fairy friend Chu?"

"Oh..." next to Chu Jing hurriedly explained, "Xiao Zhenren, this is Chu Yang Chu Shizu, is the deacon of my Chu family. Chu Yu master is the steward of my Chu family, presumably Nowadays, there are many predecessors of the gods and blood, and his old man... no time to come."

In fact, it is not necessary to explain Chu Jing. Xiao Hua has already understood the arrangement of Chu Yu. It is not that the Chu family deliberately scorns. If it is sloppy, the Chu family does not need to come to greet themselves. The Chu family is still willing to let Xiao Hua come to the blood of the gods, and even have the meaning of further contact. This is to send Chu Yang to the deacon of Chu Yu to meet. If the palace is investigated, the Chu family can also have There is room for circling. Of course, if there is a worst result, this Chu Yang is of course a scapegoat for the Chu family to sacrifice. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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