Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh?" The young man's face showed a trace of surprise, it is very puzzled to see Murong from the cloud, the strange road, "Which one is you here? Is it a disciple of the Chu family?"

Murong was reddish from the face of Yun, and smiled: "Uncle, see where you old thought? This is just a time when Yun’s realm never broke through. When you traveled, you never made it. I have seen the true face of Yun Er!"

"Oh?" The young man seemed to think of something. He looked at Xiaohua's Pegasus in the distance and smiled. "The old man remembered it. When you said that you want to send a husband to a horse, must this be this? ”

As the saying goes, the young man raises his hand, but sees a sigh of anger suddenly bursting out from the place where Xiao Hua is located. If the same big hand holds the scorpion, there is a lot of arrogance, but it is very accurate to separate the speed from the horse. Open, only pulling the Tianma to the young people, the flying car does not move.

Tianma was wrapped in the mighty air, and hurriedly waved his wings. Unfortunately, there was no wave in the swing. Tianma was terrified. The one-horn on the forehead began to brew the brilliance of rotation.

"What is this for the predecessors?" Xiaohua’s faint voice came out of the speeding car. "Is it necessary to bully the small and to win the Tianma?"

With the voice of Xiao Hua, the nine-way Jianguang took out from the speeding car, like a nine-fishing fish rushing into the awe-inspiring atmosphere, but it was between the fingers, and the nine swords shimmered to protect Tianma. "Hey..." A huge sound of swordsmanship came out of Haoran's anger, and the eye-catching sword light actually hit a big hole in the vastness of Tianma.

"唏律律......" Tianma saw a big joy, a scream, the light feather fanned, turned into a streamer from this big hole.

"Hey?" The young man's beckoning is naturally more casual, but he did not expect Xiao Hua to defeat this prohibition, and could not help but sigh. However, when he saw him coming out of Xiaohua wearing a robe, his face was more intense.

“Xiao Hua?” Suddenly the young man seemed to think of something and whispered, “He is Xiao Hua of Yunfengling? Yuner, this is what you said?”

"Oh. Yes, seven uncles!" Murong smiled from the cloud. "He is Xiao Hua, who was seen by Yun Er in the star-raising building of Tongzhou, Yuzhou. Yun Er didn't think that it was unknown. Xiao Hua, actually became the famous Daomen Xiaohua now. If Yuner has seen the images in the jade, Yuner can't believe it!"

"It turned out to be like this! I don't think you have some relationship with him..." The young man looked at Murong from the cloud with a meaningful look, and seemed to understand the reason why she wanted to stay here.

"You come over!" The young man looked up at Xiao Hua and shouted unceremoniously.

Xiao Hua stood on the speeding car. Seeing that the young man looks like a sword, he can pierce himself. He knows that this young man is exactly like Chu Yu’s words. Although he is a great master, this great master is a great master of refining the virtual world. A half step can make you step into the realm of the sacred sage. On the strength, it is the upper level of the seven elements of Yuanli, far from being able to compare with yourself. In addition to listening to the instructions of this young man, I fear that there is no other way.

Xiao Hua thought about it. Pushing the figure, slowly flew to the young man's body, and said to him: "The younger generation Xiaohua, met Murong predecessors!"

"You are the door to Xiaohua?" The young man asked in his mouth, his eyes flashing in the colorful light and looking at Xiao Hua, but his heart was a little surprised.

At this time. Xiao Hua’s heart moved, knowing that it was an opportunity, nodded and said: “Yes, the younger generation is that Xiao Hua!”

The young man did not say anything, and suddenly his right hand lifted. The five fingers are slightly curved, but seeing the awe-inspiring gas in the last few times suddenly took time, even in the eyes of Xiao Hua, all the Guanghua scenery within a dozen miles also fell into the hands of young people with this grasp.

"Oh..." With a dull sound like a buffalo screaming, the young man's fist instantly crossed the space, a boxing on Xiaohua's chest!

"Not good!" Feeling a suffocating suffocation, it is a feeling of light and shadow flies, Xiao Hua heart was shocked, the real element of the body instantly spurred, the whole body slammed back toward the rear!

Xiao Hua is good at 遁 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Hua’s body has just moved, “Boom...” The fist has hit Xiaohua’s body.

Huge power came from the fist, it seems that the infinite arrogance and violent rush into Xiao Hua's body, Xiao Hua's body is really smashed and shattered, Xiao Hua's figure is like a meteorite falling toward the ground. . However, the awe-inspiring temperament is of course powerful. If the sturdy crystals of the bones are sharp, they are only sharply smashed into the body of Xiao Hua and immediately blocked by Xiao Hua’s powerful body. In particular, when Xiao Hua spurred the sword of the whole body, the swordsman rushed out of his own body, and the arrogant gas that could destroy the mountain peaks was also blocked by Xiao Hua’s sword.

"Grandma's, too fast!" Xiao Hua flashed a fierce brilliance above his body, and his body was stunned. He was still amazed at the distance. "It is the distance of this number, even if there are a few more, his fist is also A flash is coming! Wen Sheng is really a sage!"

Xiao Hua is like a meteorite. Not only is there a brilliance in the whole body, but there is a strange whistling sound, and even some smog is coming out between the brilliance. "Boom..." A loud noise, Xiaohua's body slammed into the ground, the whole ground violently swayed, and a deep pit of ten feet was on the ground.

Seeing that Xiao Hua seemed to be hit by himself without any help, and also slammed into the ground as he thought, the young man’s expression did not change. However, after seeing it for a while, Xiao Hua’s swordsmanship was born like a hedgehog, and his own strength was resolved. Even under the eyes of the eye, I did not see Xiao Hua injured. The young man was not surprised. He whispered: "Hey? This little doll is a bit strange!"

"Seven Uncles..." Murong saw the young man from Yunxiao, and was slightly shocked and hurriedly whispered. "Xiao Hua is just..."

Still not waiting for her to finish, "brushing..." is like a gust of wind, Xiao Hua's figure suddenly flew out from the ground, falling in front of her eyes, although it looks a little embarrassed, but this is enough to make Murong surprised from the cloud .

"You... are you all right?" Murong asked from the cloud and looked up and down to see Xiaohua's injury.

"Thank you for your predecessors!" Xiao Hua said to the young man, and then smiled and yelled at Murong from the cloud. "Thank you for the care of Murong girl, Murong predecessor just wants to examine the strength of the next, his old man. If you really want to do it, how can you talk to the girl here?"

The young man looked at Xiao Hua so easily, his eyes narrow, and thoughtfully nodded: "Xiao Hua of the Black Wind Ridge actually knows the sword of my Confucianism! This is not only the expectations of the old man, but also the fairy palace. I can't think of it!"

Xiao Hua smiled and said with respect: "The younger generation is not unwilling to reveal the cultivation of Confucianism. It is really the hegemony of the Immortal Palace. It does not give the chance to the younger generation, not only to lay down the sky, but also to let the younger generation In order to follow them, the emperor is convicted. If the predecessors are such great supernaturals, the younger generations certainly dare not resist, but they can face the fairy tales of the chickens and puppies. How can the younger generations be able to smash them? Not to wait for the younger generation to display the sword of Confucianism. They are falling apart. Even if the younger generation wants to let the fairy palace know that the younger generation has the sword of Confucianism, there is no chance for it!"

"Haha... little doll, you are talking about it!" The size of the young man, "The fairy palace is so used to flying, how can you talk to you well? You can catch the old man’s punch and be safe, then the shit’s Qingyuan really Jun is just a loyal running dog of Xiandi. When it comes to strength, where will it be your enemy?"

Xiao Huaqian said: "The younger generation is the lonely and lonely of the Tibetan immortals. Where can you compare with the generals of the Sun Temple?"

"But! The old man Murong Jiang, you remember!" The young man waved his hand and smiled. "Now it is rare for you to have such a Confucian monk on the mainland of Tibet. The old man is not here today. When Yuner returns to Owen Murong's family, you can follow it, and the old man is very optimistic about you."

“Is it?” Xiao Hua’s face was a joy, and he said, “The younger generation thanked Murong’s predecessors!”

"Ha ha..." Murong Jiang laughed, his body shape flashed in the air, and the light and shadow of the sound and smile remained in the air, the whole figure had fallen on the big boat, and then looked at the former flying lady. And the boy played the instrument again and flew toward the big boat.

Seeing that the people of the Murong family have been on the big boat for a moment, only leaving Murong from the cloud, Xiao Hua understands that this is the true test of Murong Jiang, if he is in the blood of the gods, he will protect the Murong from the cloud. If you can get the shelter of the Murong family. However, what makes Xiaohua strange is that Murong changed slightly from the face of Yun. When he was saluting the big boat, his lips were slightly moving, as if he was transmitting. If Xiaohua is close to Murong from the cloud, this flash is gone. The change in expression of Xiao Hua may not be noticeable.

Sure enough, after the glory from the cloud, a figure flew from the big boat, it is a younger old man.

"Fourteen Uncle..." Murong said from the cloud that he was smiling. "Thank you for staying with Yun."

"Hey, you know the noise!" The old man stunned Murong from the cloud, as if he was yelling, but where does the look look like?

Xiao Hua was helpless, and once again, she said: "The younger generation Xiao Hua has seen her predecessors."

"Well, get up, old aging Murong Junpeng! It's Yun's uncle!" The old man yelled at Murong from the cloud and turned to Xiaohua. "The old man also heard Xiao Shizhen killing the fairy squad." Weiming, really big people..." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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