Legend of the Cultivation God

"This Xiaohua... sure enough, even the sword of my Confucianism has been trained to such a degree. If it takes time, it will surely make a sensation in the world, but... it’s a pity!" Murong thought from the cloud, he would Shoot, three colors of true gas rushed out of the top door, a flashing body of the inscription also flew out!

As the saying goes, everyone collects firewood high! The previous eighty-one Yuanli six-character monks driving the sword map is a huge momentum, but the sword map has been somewhat shaken between the blood of the gods and blood. Waiting for Xiao Hua and others to fall into the sword map, although their cultivation is far from Murong Junpeng, they can't stand many people. The somewhat jerky sword map is instantaneous and stable, and it is rushing to the gods. The speed of Zee Central is even faster.

Seeing that the sword figure is to be closed, the blood fog over the blood of the gods is squeezed into a blood-like struggle! A huge force from the nine sword maps, suddenly slammed into the sword map, "咔嚓" on the top of the nine sword maps, the edge immediately cracked, hundreds of less powerful monks actually shocked into the air in.

However, these details are not accidental. The people have already negotiated when they got the jade, but they saw that eighty-one monks were in unison, and eighty-one gas pillars came out, and then Xiao Hua et al also spurred infuriating at the same time, but listened to the "bang..." a loud noise, the blood dragon was suddenly caught in the neck by the sword, and the birth was cut in half! The blood fog in the air has passed away with the wind, and the blood fog under the sword map is struck with the unsettled impact of other blood waves. It’s a pity that the sword figure that is closed is now stunned, w◆, the sharp sword light flashes, and the blood fog rushes into Jianguang and turns into nothingness.

"Good!" Everyone saw it and couldn't help but shouted, knowing that the first step was completed without any danger.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple!" Xiaohua was happy in his heart, but he was hiding in Jianguang and watching the sword light flashing on his sword. "Now it is only the blood fog that has blocked the blood of the gods. Then I will suppress this blood fog. This blood fog does not know what it is, but it seems to be similar to the air of the Nether. If it can be charged, it may be difficult. It won't be too big. After all, it's not as good as it is. It's like the Chu family's repression... It's a little dangerous. Of course, if it's not dangerous, this so-called gods are afraid that it has long been searched by others. Where will it be? Chu family?"

The blood of the gods and bloodstains was suppressed by the swords of the Chu family. The power of the sky was brewed under the sword, but for a moment, Xiao Hua felt that the sword of the foot began to tremble, above the sword. The sword marks that are intertwined with each other also produce different radiances.

"The sword map is bleeding, I am out of the sword and the gods!" A loud, slightly vicissitudes of voice came from the other side of the sword. Immediately, the sword of the sword marks a great light, and a great suction came out of the sword. Xiao Hua glanced at Murong from the cloud and did not dare to neglect. At this time, tens of thousands of monks confronted the blood of the whole god, and the strength of each of Xiaohua was actually meager.

That Murong from the cloud and Xiao Hua general dignity, the true gas with the child into the sword map, but see Xiao Hua and Murong from the sword around the cloud issued a dazzling sword. A few feet of swords are born from the bottom of the sword and quickly inserted into the blood. The brilliance of the sword pillar is like the essence, and all the blood fog is turned into ashes everywhere! Moreover, there are still some thin filaments and clouds between the swords, which are related to each other. Although the strength of the swords above the swords is different, it can be under the balance of these swords. All the swords are almost the same. As the sword pillar fell, there were countless blood mists that were smashed and killed by the sword.

Xiao Hua looked at the sword column and looked at the whole situation of the sword figure. He secretly stunned himself: "The Chu family is really a fourth-class family, and it is really wide. This sword figure must be the Chu family." Yuan Zhen, if there is no realm of Wen Sheng or Wen Xing can not be completed? But the problem is that these sword maps are used in the strangling of the guardian mountain is appropriate, used in this **** magic blood... always feel some medicine It’s not right! Don’t say that the monks of the six elements of the force are trying to dispel this blood fog, just starting from the corner of the blood of the gods, fearing that it will also tear the **** into a gap, always better than this. Is it better to cover the whole blood? I really don’t know what the Chu family is doing?”

"Boom..." At the time of Xiao Hua's thoughts, the whole god's blood and blood were shaken, and all the swordsmen pierced into the blood at the same time. The huge impact force once again set off the sword!

"Well..." At the same time as the sword figure flashed, Murong, not far away, flashed a blush from the face of the cloud, almost snoring.

“Oh?” Xiao Hua rushed to concentrate, and immediately noticed the strangeness in the sword map. Between the trembling of the sword, a strange breath rushes along the sword. This breath is not a ban, nor a mana, nor a scent. However, Xiao Hua is somewhat familiar with this breath. The ghosts of the local government judges are somewhat similar, specifically for the mysterious cloud. Although this breath is extremely weak, it is extremely difficult to resist Murong from the cloud without practicing the soul! As for Xiao Hua, because the soul repair has entered the realm of the wizard, although there is no special soul defense, this strange breath can not cause any harm to him.

"I'm not right!" Xiao Hua was a little surprised. Hao Ran's gas has always been a nemesis in the devil world and the underworld. Especially the congenital vitality of the Confucianism is the existence of the dead air. How can the Murong of the five products from the cloud fear this? A faint breath?

Xiao Hua’s eyes turned slightly, and the whole figure was shaking. He whispered, “Murong girl, this... Why is this breath so strange? Xiao feels like the water of Huang Quan, which is commonly known as my door, but Xiao A habit of having a filial piety in Confucianism... How are you still afraid of this breath?"

Murong’s lips were a little blue from the clouds, and the body’s instinct was swiftly spinning. He said: “Xiao Xianyou doesn’t know, the blood and blood in the blood of this **** is not completely vain, but also some Magic, there are some things that I don’t know until Confucianism! The pure gloom and the magic, I don’t have to fear, of course, I can mix the weird things, even if it’s the sacredness of Yuanli’s eight products. Act rashly."

"It turns out!" Xiao Hua nodded. "It's no wonder that there is a magical chess in the blood of this god. No one dares to look for it."

Xiao Hua’s words are naturally puns, but Murong did not point out from the clouds, but looked at Xiao Hua’s swordsmanship: “Xiao Xianyou, your skill in flying swords... seems to be somewhat the same as the French. There are some differences. I really can’t think of it. On that day, a monk who couldn’t match the Duanmu Qing, now enters the country!”

“Hey...” Xiao Hua said with a faint smile. “Isn’t the girl different? Xiaomou never thought that you were actually a master of Yuanli’s five products.”

"Hey, I was changing at that time. I don’t think it’s four products. It’s not even the same as Yuanli. You certainly can’t see it!” Murong asked from Yunxiaoxiao. “Do you feel embarrassed? Not as good as the one hundred flowers princess?"

Xiao Hua is speechless. Look at the smile of Qiang’s Murong from the cloud: "Xiao has never had any daughter tea!"

"Daughter tea? Hahaha..." Murong laughed from the cloud and seemed to understand the meaning of Xiaohua's words, but at this time, a huge breath like the ice blowing up, the entire sword column The sword Huazhong actually gave birth to a kind of light purple, Murong suddenly trembled from the shape of the cloud, and the child body has a tendency to collapse.

"Oh..." Murong did not dare to neglect from the cloud. He hurriedly took out a fist-sized flower from his arms, and put a mouthful of it into the plain flower. The plain flower was long in the wind and turned into dozens of moments. Lihua, the size of Li, will cover himself and Xiao Hua. The fine flower in the lily is like a soul, and Xiao Hua and Murong are wrapped in the clouds. It is like a cold ice. section!

Xiao Hua hurriedly yelled: "The insertion of the sword-stem into the blood-stained book is a good discussion within the jade, but this cold atmosphere is really powerful. I don't know how the Chu family can cope?"

"Unless there is a royal device just to the sun..." Murong frowned from the cloud, "otherwise, I don't know how to deal with it!"

"Oh..." Murong said from Yun Zheng, a burst of Jin Ge Tie Ma’s voice emerged from the sky above the sword, and immediately a colorful cloud of clouds came from the sky, but saw dozens of dresses on the cloud. The women in the colorful clothes either hold the cymbals or hold the harp, and the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse is played by them. Looking at these women, there are eight beautiful and beautiful women who are walking on the flowers and flying. Every woman has flowers on her head. Every woman’s body is wearing a neon feather coat, each woman’s With a sweet smile on his face, his eyes are sacred.

"What are they doing?" Xiao Hua Shen swept, immediately aware that these women are just between the three products or the four products, which is worse than most of the monks above the sword map. He does not understand these. What kind of help does the woman have to come here?

Murong seems to be somewhat puzzled from the cloud. At the same time that the prime flower is resisting the chilly atmosphere, the beauty also flashes the question and looks at the sky.

Eight women in the sound of the music, stepping on the sword and the rain on the sword, waiting for the music to stop! Eight women’s backhand shot their own top door, the two-color instinct spurted out, and eight bright crystals of different colors flew out from their top door...

“Ah??!!” Xiao Hua’s thoughts swept over the spurt, and suddenly fell on the spot! The gaze couldn't help but stare, and even the pupil in the eye couldn't help but zoom in slightly! Because these eight sparkling things are nothing else, it is the eight naked women sculpture! !

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