Legend of the Cultivation God

"Chu predecessors..." Murong saw the signal from the cloud, and his anxiety on his face was slightly reduced. He urged the road. "The planners in the jade have already seen it, and the younger generation will go to the previous agreement with the 14th uncle." Where the predecessors also rushed to arrange Chu disciples to follow the plan!"

"Oh, things can only be like this now!" Chu Yu sighed, and stunned Xiao Hua, and the body-shaped sword disappeared.

“Xiao Hua...” Murong Junpeng couldn’t help but ask, “What is going on here?”

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly: "The younger generation is afraid of falling into the trap of the Buddha. But... at this time, I am afraid I have no time to say more..."

"Buddha?" Murong Junpeng was shocked and turned to look at Murong from the cloud. Both of them were surprised by the eyes!

“How do you know that it is a Buddha?” Murong asked from the cloud, but she could not wait for her voice to land. “Hey...” A strange sound of the wind whistle came from the height of the enchantment, previously Xiao Hua and others. The gray ban on the top of the head broke in this wind and whistle, and tens of millions of winds blew out from the blood of the gods, madly rushing to the Quartet!

"Damn!" Murong gnawed his teeth from the cloud. "Fourteen uncles, I am afraid that this blood of the gods has changed. I will follow the plan of the Chu family. I hope that the advance plan will not affect the future plans..."

"This is the only way to do this!" Murong Junpeng replied, and took a look at Xiao Huadao. "Xiao Hua, there is no need to say anything else. Now I am waiting to act according to what I have previously discussed."

"Good!" Xiao Hua nodded, and his body flew away from the clouds with Murong Junpeng and Murong.

But seeing the high altitude at this time, tens of thousands of monks have appeared, each urging mana and infuriating, distributed in the blood of the gods according to the arrangements of the Chu family. At this time, the blood of the gods in front of everyone, the place where the blood fog was previously, has now begun to solidify into blood, roaring like a tsunami. The harsh and turbulent fluctuations rushed out all the time, and the sky was originally a clear sky. Now the cloud is over the top, the clouds are rolling, and the blood is also contaminated. It is the blood of the gods. .

"Not good!" Look at these filthy clouds. Xiao Hua’s heart was shocked and hurriedly calculated. “There are not many blood fogs that rush into the clouds. It’s nothing for many monks, but if it’s turned into rain...not only harmful to ordinary people, it’s the ground. Crops are harmful! Never let these clouds spread to other places!"

"Oh..." The sound of the huge swordsman was born from the blood of the gods, and a huge sword was rushed out from a distance, falling toward the heights of the blood of the gods. Xiao Hua understands that this is one of the nine swords of the Chu family. The Chu family divided a whole piece of sword map into nine pieces, which were respectively held by the Chu family disciples in the nine places of the gods. When the order is ordered, the nine swords are simultaneously sacrificed, and the blood of the gods is rushed to the high-altitude blood fog, and then all the monks will rush into the sword array, and simultaneously suppress the blood of the gods within the sword array. !

However, according to the plan within the jade, the sword map was motivated after two days. The person who presided over was also a master of such a strong force as Chu Zhongyu. At this time, because Chu Yang's incarnation of life and death to stimulate the blood of the gods, the Chu family had to start in advance. The masters of Chu Zhongyu and other Yuanli seven products did not appear at this time. The power of this sword map is obviously inferior.

Sure enough, at this time, Murong Junpeng’s face changed slightly, and he looked at Murong from the cloud and said: “Yun, Chu Yu’s voice is going to be an old man’s past! His sword figure still lacks some monks and six masters. I am Murong. The villa asked the Chu family to launch in advance. The old man could not help but preside over the sword map."

"Well, fourteen uncles go, Zhong Yu and other seniors are not here, fourteen uncles are the mainstay!" Murong nodded from the cloud and nodded.

“Xiao Hua...” Murong Junpeng said, “When you enter the sword map for a while. Try to protect the cloud, try to move quickly, and the old man is waiting for you within the sword array.”

"Yes, the younger generation understands!" Xiao Hua nodded, and the detective took Naiyin.

Murong Junpeng walked for a moment, and saw a piece of sword figure flashing the sword light like a huge boat riding the wind and waves deep into the blood, with the gradual obscuration of blood, Xiao Hua and others can also visit . Xiaohua’s strength at this time has already entered the lower level of Yuanli’s six products, which is equivalent to the smelting of the Taoist Continental Taoist dynasty. The range of the sacred minds is about one to three thousand miles, but Xiaohua’s mind is far away. Super-sequential, now there are six thousand miles! The special Xiaohua's Buddhist knowledge is more powerful than the gods. It is estimated that there are more than eight thousand miles. However, Xiao Hua saw that there was a Buddha light in the life and death. The vague feeling was that there was a Buddhism disciple, so he did not dare to release the Buddha's knowledge. He only used God to look at it. Even so, Xiao Hua’s thoughts will be above the blood of the gods, and this sword figure has a very small part.

A few thousand miles away from Xiao Hua, Murong Junpeng and a few disciples of the Chu family, and two other monks with about six elements are standing on top of a sword map. Murong Junpeng’s repairs are not allowed. The highest, but because it is the representative of the Murong family, it is surrounded by the other eight monks. Not only Murong Junpeng, but the other eight monks released their own bodies. Murong Junpeng’s son flashed three colors of Yunxia, ​​and the sons of the five disciples of Chu’s family were completely composed of Jianguang. But seeing the innumerable inscriptions in the body of Murong Junpeng, scrolling through the sword figure that Yunxia rushed into the body, the inscription tumbling over the sword figure, igniting countless Haoran gas column and Haoran crystal, the whole sword figure is deafening. The roar of the roar. Look at the five Chu disciples, the feet of the child are like Jianfeng. It is really inserted on the sword map. The huge amount of Haoran’s gas falls into the body from the void, and it is also the sword that falls into the sword through the body. Figure, the sword figure at their feet is very loud, and it is a strong three points than Murong Junpeng. Moreover, under the sons of these Chu disciples, hundreds of swords overflowed over the sword map. These swords collided with each other and merged with each other, even with the three monks such as Murong Junpeng. The inscriptions are intertwined to form a sword mark that is sloppy and horizontal. This sword mark is extremely deep, and the inscription in the middle is not shining!

This sword figure rose sharply under the urging of nine Yuanli six-character monks, and expanded toward the center of the blood of the gods. The winger of the sword figure is extremely sharp, and the blood of the gods is bloody. The fog, the strange sound of "Zi Zi La La", a glimpse of bloodshots was instantly killed under the sword of Pei Ran! Under the urging of Murong Junpeng and others, the whole sword map is pierced into the blood without any suspense. Even if it is above the sword map, the blood fog that has been divided is also in the magical power of nine monks. It was made into nothingness. The monks of Yuanli Six Products, dealing with these **** fogs without roots, are indeed a little effort.

The sword figure array looks very smooth. In addition to the group of nine monks who promoted a sword figure in Murong Junpeng, there are eight sword figures in the other parts of the blood of the gods. Flying, each sword figure is expanding sharply, gradually covering the sky above the blood of the gods. Of course, with the expansion of the sword map, the scope of the original nine monks is also expanding rapidly. Even the swords and stripes of their vertical and horizontal swords are now extremely long, and the lattice between the sword marks is getting more and more. Although it is a monk of Yuanli Liupin, when the sword map is gradually closed in the center of the gods, the nine hundred and eighty-one monks of the six-powered six-products are not likely to complete the entire blood of the gods. Controlled.

"Oh..." is a full nine-sword sword flying out of the sword figure of the gods and blood, straight into the **** places. Murong, next to Xiao Hua, saw it from the cloud. He hurriedly took out a small sword from the Qiankun bag and put a mouth on it. The truth fell on the little sword. The little sword began to rise and rushed into the air. Look at the monks who are just as nervous as Xiao Hua around the blood of the gods, and they all come up with similar little swords.

"Oh..." At this time, the sky above the blood of the gods, Wan Jian Qi Ming, countless swords flying from the sword figure, extremely beautiful, extremely vast, and waiting for these swords It was surrounded by the small sword that flew out. "Brush..." In an instant, the little sword was a net-like sword light that brushed down from top to bottom, and the monks who waited for Xiao Hua Murong from the cloud to cover the edge were covered.

"Oh..." At the same time as the entire sword figure slammed, Xiao Hua and others urged the figure to follow the sword light and fell into the sword map!

Under the action of the sword map, the distance of a thousand miles is instantaneous, and the sword light of Xiao Hua and others is waiting for it, standing in the small lattice separated by several sword marks.

"This..." Xiao Hua Shen swept and saw that he and Murong stood in a grid from the cloud. Two or three people standing in the adjacent grid also stood some monks, not knowing the brow. Micro wrinkles, secretly thinking, "This is like a chess board! So I am not waiting for the flag above the board? The so-called gods, do you want to fall on this sword map? Such a huge **** of blood and blood is actually to be covered with this sword map. It is a Chu family... It’s really hard to catch it! Is there a copy of the Murong family?”

Xiao Hua was thinking, a voice like Jian Ming sounded inside the sword: "You are a fairy, please follow the mouth of the previous jade, urging the sword figure underneath, waiting for me to wait for the blood of the gods Complete coverage, and then do the next step!"

"Xiao Hua, if you are ready, let's get started!" Murong looked at Xiao Hua from the cloud and asked.

"Good!" Xiao Hua nodded, and the body flashed Jianhua, and a sigh of arrogance flew out of the empty sky above the Jianhua. A giant sword turned into a dozens of feet, even though it was farther away than Chu’s disciple. The blade has come a lot smaller, but this is enough for Murong to look at the cloud... (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!

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