Legend of the Great Saint

Hua Chenglu was about to shoot, suddenly felt a pain in the abdomen, just mobilized the infuriating, immediately spread out, she widened her eyes: "tea is poisonous!"

The old-fashioned old man in front of him, with an incredible swiftness, swooped up.

In an instant, the death crisis shrouded the flowers, no matter how many powerful charms, it seems that there is no time to use.

A white light shines through the medical hall. Yu Zijian’s eyes condensed and flew up. Jiuyang’s sword was like a white rainbow, and the patients who pierced the road pierced the old man.

A black smoke spurted out of the wound and rushed toward the flower.

The flower reveals the jade of the waist and gives off a round of green light. The black smoke hit the green light, could not penetrate, turned to the wall.

Although he was saved by the body of Ling Yu, the flower was still soft and fell down, and Yu Zijian was in his arms. At this time, I only listened to the screams and screams of sternness, and suddenly rang from behind, Yu Zijian looked back.

Where the Jiuyang Sword passes, the blood spurts on the ground, bright red. The patients who were cut through, like waking up from a nightmare, lying on the ground screaming, a smoky smog from their mouths, into the large group of black smoke on the wall.

They are not zombies or jealousy, but live people, Yu Zijian stunned, I personally killed them!

"Zi Jian, I am so uncomfortable, tea is poisonous!"

Not waiting for Yu Zijian to accept this fact, Hua Chenglu is already a painful death to live, when the temperature is high and low, for a while, hot and hot, and cold as a corpse.

"Received, fast luck to drive drugs!"

"It's not poison. It's my babe." The black smoke made a strange sound of Weng Ming.

Yu Zijian will be lucky in the eyes, seeing an amazing scene, the black smoke is not really smoke, and countless tiny black bugs. Looking down at the flowers and showing the dew, it was full of cold sweat, and was busy putting a healing medicinal medicine into her mouth.

"It’s useless. It won’t take long for her to die and die, now it’s your turn!” The black smoke screamed. The people who are controlled by the black worms are round and round, and they are rushing out of the medical hall. Make a non-human jealousy.

Yu Zijian did not dare to easily put out the sword, picked up the flowers and exposed the body, flew to the wall, and a sword shouted, and stabbed the black smoke.

The black smoke rolled and spread, and it was concentrated in the distance. Yu Zijian saw it standing on the wall and his face changed greatly. When she arrived, the whole city was dead, and there were few people on the street. At this time, countless men and women were crowded with streets and alleys, as if they were attending a grand ceremony. They all looked up and looked at her with white eyes. It is like a doll with clay sculptures.

"I have let the children swim into every well. I wanted to slowly enjoy the blood of the city. You dare to bother me, give me death!"

The sea suddenly turned around, and the sound of horror rushed to the sky. Implicit black worms. The sea of ​​people surged and waved toward Yu Zijian.

With a bang, the smoke and dust rose and the walls were directly slammed into collapse.

Yu Zijian holds the flower and exposes herself. From the sky overlooking the black sea under pressure, I don’t know if it’s thousands or tens of thousands. Her body and heart fall down together, and there are countless double-eyed eyes, her expression. It is also awkward.

The flowers are hard to see in her ear: "Zi Jian, go!"

Yu Zijian instantly woke up and waited for the land to fall on the ground. Jiuyang Sword sang a long sigh, crossed the air in a height of over a mile, and flew over the sea to fly outside the city.

Countless hands stretched out, as if the scene of a nose and hell.

A middle-aged woman suddenly jumped up. Even if she was controlled by the demon, it was far more than her ability to act. Her legs slammed and her voice broke. One hand touched Yu Zijian’s clothes. Other controlled humans have also leaped and flew up.

Yu Zijian licked his lips and looked at the front. He played the magic sword of the Taoist school to the extreme. Jiuyang Sword crossed a tortuous white light and swept past the sea. The demon gas came straight from behind and looked back. At first sight, countless small worms of black smoke, rolling in from behind.

However, the Jiuyang Sword is not the best tool given by the Taoist family. Although Yu Zijian still can't exert all its power, the speed is still amazing, and the black smoke is gradually taken off and swept away from the city wall.

The black smoke hovered around the city for a few laps, but it didn't dare to catch up, but it knew that its power was not good at frontal fights. Some powerful human spells were bad if they were badly hit. With these tens of thousands of foods, I will cultivate more powerful ones. Come to two, kill one, it is enough.

The demon gas gradually moved away, Yu Zijian stopped the castration, and the nine-yang sword suddenly slid out more than ten feet away. The students stopped and looked back. The monsters did not catch up. After a deep fear, they rushed to the heart, and the vest followed. Layer cold sweat.

This kind of monster is extremely rare. It is actually made up of countless black worms, and it can have such high wisdom. If this continues, the people of the city will be slaughtered. Yu Zijian is a person who thinks about softness and goodness. Looking at this tragic situation, he is saddened from the moment, even forgetting the fear, hate can not kill the monster now.

But biting his teeth, he bowed his head: "Let's get out, we escaped, go back now, you hold on!"

Hua Chenglu barely smiled, just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, wow is a blood spit out, no face color, gas if the hairline: "Zi Jian, I can't hold it anymore."

Her refining is a good thing, but the internal organs are the most vulnerable places. Countless black bugs make waves in them. If she controls the infuriating, like Li Qingshan, she can kill the black worms. But this is impossible for her now.

This sentence says that the heart of Yu Zijian has reached the extreme, and the tears are falling: "Let's reveal, you don't want to talk, you won't..."

"I didn't expect the first mission to die. It's really... shameful, you tell my brother, I..."

"I don't want to say, I don't listen!" Yu Zijian licked her ear.

The black fog made a sharp humming sound and ridiculed: "Children, give me her heart!"

Hua Chenglu said: "It hurts, it's so uncomfortable!"

Yu Zijian is desperate, instinctively looking up, who is going to help her, no matter who, the instinct of the heart reflects the silhouette of the stalwart, but the four wild and only a desolate, only the best friend in the arms Painful, dying.

When this happens, some people will cry and cry, and some people will be helpless, but her gaze is gradually determined to be determined by this unbearable pressure.

"Receive, hold, I won't let you die, I will kill the monster, save you, save everyone!" Yu Zijian put the flower on the ground, took off her treasure bag, and took up Jiuyang Sword, decided to fly to the city.

The flower reveals his hand, but he can't say a word. He only looks at the purple shadow disappearing into the field of vision, and then completely stuns in the pain.

I don't know how long it took, the rain was falling under the gloomy sky, the raindrops dripped from the high clouds, and it was pulled into a thin rain, falling on the face of the flower, her distorted look because of pain, I don’t know when. , settled down.

The flower contraction felt the coolness on the face, slowly opened his eyes, the pain in the body had disappeared, the black worms that had been drunk, somehow calmed down, no longer frantically biting, but quietly lurking, like Like ordinary insects, even the demon gas becomes extremely light and almost disappears.

"Is the purple sword successful?"

Yu Zijian’s heart was full of joy after the whole body was robbed, and immediately brought up the infuriating power to lose these wisdom. He only used the instinct to drive the insects out of the body, looking in the direction of the city gate, frowning, and raised his body and walked toward the small town. .

The rain became bigger, and it was interwoven into a rain curtain in front of the city gate. The flowers came in through the curtains, passed through the black hole of the gatehouse, and once again entered the city that almost killed her.

The scene in the city surprised her. A large building in front of her was razed to the ground, like a trace of burning with flames. This is the power of the best spirits that Huacheng praised her for self-defense. There are countless grays on the ground. The black silhouette was diluted by the rain.

Going forward, a dead body, presented in front of her, either turned into a piece of coke, or frozen into a ground ice, but the most, still pierced, cut Broken, killed by the sword.

"Zi Jian, Zi Jian!" Hua Cheng’s heart was anxious, shouting her name, infusing the infuriating voice, spreading the quiet little town, but there was no response.

The sky was getting dim, about dusk, and finally, the flower was found in front of an unspoiled old ancestral hall.

She was holding Jiuyang Sword and sat down on the bluestone steps with her head down. The rain stuck her messy hair on her cheeks, and she slid down her smooth cheeks, and suddenly became blood red. She was covered in blood and rain. Under the scouring, a strand of blood spread, only the Jiuyang sword is as bright as snow.

She stared at the bluestone slab in front of her eyes. There was suddenly a pair of feet on the bluestone board. The head came up and whispered: "Zijian, purple sword, you are fine!"

"Chenglu ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I won...but only saved you..." Yu Zijian woke up, slowly raised his head, smiled hard, his face was wet, I don't know if it was rain or tears.

Hua Cheng looked at her smiling face, and her heart was stinging, and she was even more sad than being bitten by black bugs. She couldn’t say a word.

A few lights smashed through the sky, one of which was the flowering praise.

Later, Hua Yanzhao heard the well-informed Hua Chengzan said that the monsters they met were very rare and named "瘴妖".

Among the Kunming monsters, some are too simple and small, and there is no trace of wisdom. Even the ants are far from being as good as it is, and it is almost impossible to cultivate into a strange, but the aggregation is in the spirit of the spirit, for a long time, but there is a very small chance to give birth to spirituality. It becomes a kind of suffocating existence. It's easy to destroy them, just kill them.

If it is one and a half moments in the evening, she will want to eliminate the jade, but fortunately, Yu Zijian found this method in time to save her. However, at some point, Hua Chenglu prefers not to be saved, such as now.

Ps: I am finally back, I will resume the update tomorrow! ^_^(To be continued)