Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh..." The strong impact wiped Xiaohua’s robe down, and “Zi” sounded, tearing the robes of Xiao Hua’s armpits, and the black arrow rubbed Xiao Hua’s skin on the high platform, Xiao Hua Scared the vest to sweat out.

Xiao Hua did not dare to stay, and his body swept up and threw himself at the door of the temple. "Boom..." is another loud noise, "Ah..." The screams of the devil Xiaohua reappeared. Xiaohua’s body shape has now fled to the temple door. He looks back, but sees the magic spirit Xiaohua. Pierced by an arrow, the figure rolled over the high platform, and did not know life and death. And the devil on the second floor of the pavilion actually disappeared, apparently to come and chase himself!

"Grandma's..." Xiao Hua is really panicked. "Is this Xingyue Palace difficult to achieve is the burial place of Xiaomou? But it is half an hour, four avatars are killed by the devil!!"

"Escape!" This is the only thing Xiao Hua thought at this time. He rushed through the temple door and slightly resolved to escape in one direction.

Xiao Hua is not a strong sense of direction. Today, the escape of Cangjie is like a headless fly, and gradually lost its way. However, even so, Xiao Hua has a strong feeling, the devil is behind him, and definitely not too far. At this time, Xiao Hua is very remorseful. It is really not necessary to covet the treasures of Xingyue Palace. It should not enter the Xingyue Palace without self-protection. Even Xiao Hua’s escaped, the clearer the heart, the words of the former Feng Xiaohua and the devil Xiao Hua were confusing, and at this time he understood that the devil must be unable to kill himself and four. A avatar, this turned into a look of their own, tempting two points!

Escaped is a dozen temples, Xiao Hua's eyes are bright, it is a different place from the previous temple. But see the shelf of the weapon in the corner of this temple. Most of them are empty, only the edge of the shelf, there is a very ugly and worn sword, the sword is only three inches long, and the shank is wrapped in some rags. There are even some black hair on the edge. Xiao Hua’s eyes fall on the little sword. A familiar feeling arises. Although Xiao Hua does not know why there is a flying sword suddenly here, he has no choice. Raise your hand and hold Xiao Jian in his hand. A cold ice was uploaded from the hilt.

The coldness made Xiao Hua more and more calm. He looked at the left and walked to the door of a temple. He thought about it and raised his hand and took the flying sword to wear it. However, Xiao Hua did not directly enter the next temple, but stayed at the door of the temple, holding a flying sword in his hand and waiting quietly!

Sure enough, it was only a moment, a footstep came from his temple, and the emperor followed. But listening to the demon emperor stayed slightly beside the weapon rack, and then rushed toward the hall door where Xiao Hua stayed. Xiao Hua took a deep breath. The flying sword in the hand is close, waiting for the devil to approach and give a fatal blow. It is a pity that the devil came to the temple door. Actually slowed down, and finally the footsteps stopped, and for a moment, the pace was fast, and apparently chased to another temple.

"Call..." The footsteps were gone, and Xiao Hua was relieved. He actually saw sweat in his hand. I don’t know if I am lucky or sorry. However, he did not dare to stay more. I hurried through the temple door to another temple, and the words "A 2:70" floated on the top of the temple.

There is nothing in the temple. However, Xiao Hua’s gaze fell on the two temple doors on the side of the temple. These two temple doors are different from all the hall doors that Xiao Hua had seen before. The seven-color glow above the temple door is like a passage.

Xiao Hua was overjoyed and rushed to the past. He took the flying sword in his hand and entered the Xiaguang with his guard. As the light flashed in front of him, Xiao Hua frowned, because Xiaguang was not a passage, but a long corridor. The corridor is close to the stone wall on the side of the Xingyue Palace. It has a strange texture. It has some raised spikes, which are like the texture on the stone wall. The other side of the corridor is some stone pillars. Thorn and texture, these textures flash a touch of purple Xia Cai, Xiao Hua's eyes fall within the Xia Cai, and it is also awesome to discover, there are heaven and earth fighting, there are yin and yang, there are mountains and rivers, there is a fairy war Wait a minute. Xiao Hua didn't dare to look at it, and hurriedly took his eyes back. Sometimes he looked outside the corridor. Outside the corridor was a countercurrent of different colors. This countercurrent flowed with Xiao Hua and the four avatars before entering the Xingyue Palace. What was encountered was filled with the power to smash everything. This countercurrent overflowed the perimeter of the Xingyue Palace, and the Xingyue Palace was firmly guarded. Only the faint brilliance above the corridor blocked this countercurrent.

"Hey, this is the second floor to the Xingyue Palace!" Xiao Hua followed the corridor and looked at it. There was a step in the distance. He couldn’t understand it. "The original Emperor went through this step to the second." Layer!"

Xiao Hua was shocked and suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly turned to flee to the other side against the corridor, but at this time, "When it was..." A burst of sound of gold and a footstep sounded from the stars In the corridor on the second floor of the moon palace, "Ah??" Xiao Hua’s heart suddenly smashed. "How? There are other people in this Xingyue Palace..."

Xiao Hua’s heart glimpsed, and a weird feeling came from his left side. Xiao Hua hurriedly shrank his head without hesitation. “Hey...” A black brilliance in the roaring sound was wiped from his head. Fall into the countercurrent outside the corridor. The majestic bow is not as good as the pebbles that are put into the lake, and even a glimpse of it has not appeared, and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Xiao Hua still has to look at the second floor of the Xingyue Palace. Is there anyone? The figure is shaking, and the foot is stepping into another direction! Although Xiao Hua’s figure is fast, the demon emperor wearing a cloak does not show weakness. He took a black arrow from the cloak and put it on the bow. He followed Xiao Hua and chased it.

Xiao Hua was really frightened. He fled and thought about it. Looking at the countercurrents around him, his mind was blank and he didn't know how to deal with it. Seeing a turn in front, Xiao Hua’s eyes lit up and his feet accelerated to go there. However, when Xiao Hua’s figure was just about to turn to the right, suddenly his body looked strangely to the left. "Boom..." The voice of the bow rang again, and a black light was like a lightning bolt into the stone wall on the right side of the Xingyue Palace. If Xiaohua did not flash left, this arrow could nail Xiaohua on the stone wall. !

"Oh..." Xiao Hua escaped from the black arrow and snorted, his body did not stop, and he swung his arms extremely agilely. The figure swayed like a flowing water into the corner, disappearing instantly. In the absence of mana, even if there is no light bodywork, Xiao Hua’s body shape is quite cheap, which is also under the chase of the devil, the four avatars have fallen, and Xiao Hua still survives. The main reason.

The devil in the cloak roared in his mouth, and took out the black arrow from the cloak, while the body shape also chased away from the corner, it seems that the body shape of the big Sunday star punch is no worse than Xiao Hua. How many. However, the devil wearing a cloak just chased the corner, "嗖..." a soft bang, a sword light is a sudden thorn will come out, the magic emperor wearing a cloak was shocked, he did not expect Xiaohua actually Bold, there is no escape, but ambush here to wait for yourself to catch up. However, at this time, under the circumstance, the devil wearing a cloak is naturally raising his hand. He wants to use the bow to resist. "Hey..." Seeing the bow is about to hit the little sword, Xiaohua’s small hand The sword was slightly draped, and the tip of the sword was very strange to avoid the bow. The extremely precise stabbing on the wrist of the cloak of the cloak, the cloak magic emperor seemed to be aware, but his movement obviously did not Xiaohua fast.

"When..." The cloak's hand was loose, and the bow fell to the ground. Not waiting for the emperor to reach out, Xiaohua’s leg slammed, and the bow was kicked, and it’s flying out. The corridor fell into the countercurrent.

"You...you..." The cloak of the cloak was shocked. The voice passed through the cloak and was distorted. Hearing the voice of the Emperor was not the same as when he was fighting. However, where Xiao Hua manages this, he holds a small sword and slams into the chest of the emperor. When the Emperor was shocked, he also took a photo of him, waving his fists and fighting with Xiao Hua.

"Oh?" After a while, Xiao Hua was somewhat puzzled. The cloak of the cloak is familiar with his fists. Isn't it the Beidou Shenquan?

"Grandma's..." Xiao Hua said, "You are too shameless? You don't have to spend the big Sunday stars in your devil's world. You actually steal the old man's Beidou Shenquan!"

Although the fist of the cloak of the Emperor is similar to that of Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua’s swordsmanship is powerful, but for a moment, the cloak of the cloak was stabbed by Xiao Hua, and some blood and oozing out of his arms and chest! Even the cloak magic emperor was forced to the side of the corridor by Xiao Hua! Seeing the cloak of the demon is also injured, Xiao Hua’s heart is set, his sword is like a flower, coldly asked: “The emperor, you honestly tell Xiao that this Xingyue Palace is going out, saying that Xiaomou will put You have a life!"

"Kill them, kill them..." The cloak of the cloak shouted in the mouth, as if roaring. "Only killing them is the only way to escape..."

"Damn!" Xiao Hua was angry, and the little sword in his hand slammed into the chest of the cloak, and cried, "At this time, you have not forgotten to provoke the separation. Everyone in this Xingyue Palace has been killed by you. Who do you want to kill?"

"Oh..." The little sword stabbed the cloak of the demon's chest. The cloak of the cloak lifted his hand and slammed Xiaohua's wrist. Xiaohua slammed his foot and kicked it. "Peng..." One, the cloak of the devil was kicked out of the corridor by Xiao Hua. "Ah..." The cloak of the cloak screamed, and the chest fell into the counterflow with the little sword disappeared. (To be continued)