Legend of the Cultivation God

While Xiao Hua spurred the dust tower, the young monk flew in the air, releasing the knowledge, and calmly dispatching the disciples.

"Predecessors, trouble killing the three devils..." The young monk commanded, suddenly turned his head and said respectfully to Xiao Hua.

"Oh?" Xiaohua stunned, and then God looked toward the direction of the young monk's fingers. Sure enough, the three devils spurred the magic array, which trapped a dozen monks, and those monks saw it. Fallen.

"Good..." Xiao Hua nodded slightly, and the young monk smiled. "Thank you for your seniors..."

When the young monk just finished, he saw the bloodline in the distance. "Hey..." The hurricane swelled, and the inexplicable strength descended from the sky. The three devils hurriedly raised the magic weapon to resist, just like the stars. The hammer of the gods fell, and they suddenly fell into the air. The devils of the two devils tore apart, and the arm of a demon was broken. The dozens of monks escaped their lives, and each of them was happy, and the magic weapon was chased down. But in a moment, the three devils will be killed!

The smile of the young monk stagnate on his face. He looked helplessly at the dust tower in Xiao Hua’s hand. He wanted to ask Xiao Hua to mobilize the tower to rescue, but he didn’t want Xiao Hua to use his power. God didn’t know. The ghost does not hurt the three devils!

"Oh, there is this place!" Just as the young monk was about to let go of his knowledge and visit him, Xiaohua’s mouth was slightly stunned, and then a shot of the dust tower flying in the air, the whole tower was happy and roaring. Sound, a beam of light across the sky, a moment of killing a demon king thousands of miles away!

Seeing that Xiao Hua is so familiar with the Dust Tower, the young monk is completely speechless. He no longer distracts from the safety of the boat and wholeheartedly directs the battle. As for Xiao Hua. While releasing the power of the Nether, while searching for the soul, while in accordance with the command of the young monk, the dust tower is smashed to kill the high-level Mozu. After three days and three nights, the magic array was slowly removed. However, the remnant of the demon will not collapse. Instead, they form a neat group to leave, not giving the Terran monks any chance to attack, even Xiao Hua who wants to take the opportunity to beat the dog. Look at the rigorous array of the Mozu, and it is also a moment to pursue the idea of ​​chasing.

"Hey..." Seeing the Mozu Demon soldiers sneak into the void. All the monks were yelling, and they burst into tears, cheering, and they were already in the dead, ready to go with the devil. Actually, they can escape their lives, and even defeat the demon of the demon. It is beyond their expectation, and the joy of life can not be vented.

The young monk smiled and looked around. He told his disciples to go out and arrange for the hands to clean up the battlefield. Then he flew to Xiaohua and said: "The younger generation of the swordsman, the ancestors, have seen the predecessors. I have not consulted the predecessors."

"You are welcome, old man Xiao Hua, Tao Xiaozhen!" Xiao Hua smiled and helped Ou. Answered.

"It turned out to be Xiaozhen people!" Ou Yu respectfully said, "The younger generation brought me a thousand thousand disciples and thanked the real people for their help!"

Said, Ou is also a gift.

"The old man said, you are welcome!" Xiao Hua helped Ou, not let him worship, smiled. "The old man just passed by here, but it is a little effort! Say it again. The old man's help, but it speeds up the speed of you to defeat the demon. It is nothing!"

"Oh..." Ou's face gave a double feeling, but it was a sigh. "This is the gold for the seniors who put the gold on the face of the sword. The younger generation knows it clearly. If the predecessors suddenly come, they will fight with the younger generation." Killing the demon to stop the predecessors, fearing that the younger generations have been injured! And, if the predecessors are in charge of this dust tower, how can I have a chance to fight back? To tell the truth, if not the real person, today I am the sword door 120,000 The disciple will not live to escape 20,000."

"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled a little, not much to say, handed the dust tower to him and said, "This dust tower is really good!"

Ou took over the dust tower and smiled. "Yeah, this dust tower is the treasure of the town of my **** knife. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as Xiao Zhenren in the door of my sword. Let this treasure be dusted!"

Said, Ou Yi looked up and looked at the thunder boat parked in the distance, and tempted to ask: "The younger generations are blind, the younger generations have been on the battlefield before, and have never seen such a master of Xiao Zhenren. You are afraid that it is already a chemical. Is it right?"

"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled. "The old man is a person outside the border. He used to go to other places through the transmission array. Maybe the transmission channel was disturbed by these magic scorpions when passing through the market, and accidentally transmitted to Chenggong. The wasteland. After a fine investigation, the old man knew that the market was surrounded by the Mozu, and the old man could not go without it!"

Ou Yi, a spirit, hurriedly said: "Xiao Zhenren, my **** knife door is one of the three major sects of the market, but also the side branch of Taibaizong. If the real person does not have a place in the market temporarily, the younger generation will fight for my family's palm. The door asks the real person to come to the Ming Dynasty Hall of Xuan Chaofeng, my **** knife door!"

How did Xiao Hua not know the meaning of Ou, he smiled: "Since the market, the **** knife door, the fragrant sect and the sect of the sect of the sect will go to the meeting. However, at this time, the old man must first rush to the southwest, oh, right. Ou, the disciple of your **** knife door, has no news, and the devil wants to lead 500,000 magic soldiers to attack the southwestern ten factions..."

"Impossible!!" Ou Yi shook his head and said, "The devil's whereabouts are uncertain. Even the secrets of the various chambers of the chambers can't be detected. How can an ordinary disciple discover the news of the emperor? If the message is not fake, it is a trap!"

"Oh, this is not the old man's final say!" Xiao Hua smiled, took Ou Yi to the Thunder Boat, waited to remove the Thunder Boat Defense, released some of the disciples inside, and was surprised in Europe. In the middle, Xiao Hua will take Leizhou into the space.

I didn’t want to wait for nature to know Ou Yi, and each of them went to see the ceremony, and I was blushing and said the news again. In the unintentional face, Ou Wei naturally did not particularly swear, but he said his understanding in an understatement, and said: "According to my understanding of the Mozu, the whereabouts of the devils will not be devilized. I know, I won’t be easily known by my people. Of course, I can’t rule out that this news is really true. However, how can the Magic Emperor travel with only 500,000 magic soldiers? The Mozu are no more than my human race, they are free to breed. Nothing is particularly difficult. The magic soldier who has just besieged me at the door of the sword is afraid of 500,000!"

"Yes, the disciple knows!" The face was reddish. "The disciples are not sure, so they dare not explain it to other disciples. Only when they see the younger generation of Xiao, the disciples dare to say it, please Xiaozhen."

Ou Xiao smiled; "No heart, the old man is not blaming you. But if any news is obtained, whether it is true or not, it must be reported for the analysis inside the door. You are doing the right thing, but the war is urgent, even if the news is Really, I am afraid that I can do nothing!"

"Yes, the disciple understands!" He answered without care.

Ou Yu explained to Xiao Hua: "The younger generation went to Qianhu to rescue the 200,000 disciples who were besieged by the magic soldiers. They just surrounded by the ambush of the demon, but now that the crisis has passed, the younger generation still It is necessary to continue to go to Qianhu Lake. Therefore, the younger generation is unlikely to turn to the southwestern border. Of course, the younger generation will also tell the subordinates to pass the news to the Chinese army, ask the chamber to judge, and send disciples to the rescue."

"Good!" Xiao Hua nodded. "The old man is relieved."

Ou Yi was not too slow, and told the disciples who were standing in the distance to fly to the central flying boat. However, for a moment, the disciple turned and told the news that the message had been sent away.

"What order can there be in the House of Representatives?" Ou Yu asked again.

The disciple shook his head: "There is no order from the House of Representatives!"

Speaking of this, the disciple looked at Xiao Hua again and respectfully said: "In addition, if the seniors of the House of Representatives asked Xiao Zhenren if they had a flaw, they could go to the House of Representatives."

"Well, the old man knows!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly, and asked Ou Wei. "This is the instrument that is used to communicate with the House of Representatives. Can you have more?"

Ou was shocked and said: "Real people, you are old..."

"The old man wants to go to the southwest side to see..." Xiao Hua smiled. "But the old man did not have the device to communicate. I am afraid that it is not good to contact the disciples in the market."

"The instrument of this communication is the secret of the division, and there is only one disciple of each army!" Ou Yi said with a smile, "This thing can not be loaned to the predecessors!"

"It doesn't matter!" Xiao Hua waved his hand. "The best, no more!"

"Xiao Zhenren~" Ou Yi thought about it, but still discouraged it. "The younger generation knows that the seniors are incomparably powerful. The hundreds of thousands of magic soldiers can't be seen in the eyes of real people. The previous magic array is really strange, but if the real person wants to leave, no one is. Can't stop! However, the real person should be clear, the real person is a single-handed man after all, even if there is no magic emperor, you have to face more than ten thousand magic soldiers, it is also the power is not caught. Just like the previous generation, the seniors may kill thousands of magic However, under the magic circle, the real person has to avoid its edge! Moreover, the real person is going to save the southwestern ten faction, which is to be hard-hitting with hundreds of thousands or even millions of magic soldiers. The strength of the southwestern ten faction is clear. Tight, the ten factions are together... or there are millions of disciples, but how many of them can really fight? In particular, the Ten factions do not have the command of the commander, and the 100,000 disciples are like sand, even if they go However, I am afraid that I will not save many disciples. But if that is the trap of the Emperor, the real person will face the Emperor, the real person... Why do you have to be disadvantaged?"

"Well, what you said is very!" Xiao Hua listened to Ou's analysis and quite nodded. He is not a handsome talent. Of course, he will not know much about the dispatch of troops. However, just in the face of the magical array, Xiao Hua saw the role of dispatching troops and saw the power of military operations. Even though Xiao Hua can be in the middle of the magic array, it is really impossible to defeat this magic array. (To be continued)