Record of Chaos

The disciples of 　　 Cuiyu Palace started to practice swords at the beginning, and then they continued to practice. Although the strength of He Si was average, he had been in the market for more than three years. Seeing this fat girl's swordsman, he immediately reflected the general standing sword to block. I thought to myself: "Who I thought it was, it turned out to be just a fat girl!"

　　Xuanmen women usually take care of their figure and appearance. Beauty is directly proportional to cultivation level. Although the heart of contempt grew, He Si did not neglect at all. While dealing with sword moves, recite tactics in his heart. The Peregrine Shuttle, who was fighting with the pigtail with the spine, suddenly returned and went straight to Murong Qing.

　　 At this time, Qian Yan was trying his best to urge the iron thread spines, planning to kill the hook pig who was harassed by the peregrine falcons. He did not expect that the peregrine falcons had disappeared in the blink of an eye!

　　 Gouzhu breathed a sigh of relief, broke free from the battle group, sat on the ground, took out a Profound Yin Pill and a Pure Yang Pill, silently fortunately, absorbed the Yin and Yang aura in the Pill to supplement his true qi. Looking at it, he completely ignored the existence of the surname Qian.

　　 "You're looking for death!" Qian Yan was entangled for a long time, and he was taken a knife when He Si was a useless thing, which made him suffocate.

　　Although the dragon bones were said to be really remote, no one would come at all at ordinary times. He put down sound-proofing bans everywhere, but as time went on, the cooked ducks always flew around, and he couldn't help being angry.

He threw the eight-sided Qianzhong box in his hand into the air, and countless iron thread spines grew out of the eight square holes, entangled with each other, and extended everywhere, and quickly became a huge three or four feet tall. A monster like an octopus.

　　 Numerous long thorns grew from this monster, filled with a horrible atmosphere full of vitality but hidden murderousness mixed with the aura of Aoki and gold.

　　 Green wood is the main and gold is the supplement. This is a rare wood and gold treasure. Although it is only the top-quality treasure of the Fanpin, it is not far from the strange product because of its endless resilience.

　　 In the dark night, Gouzhu can only draw out such a scene by recognizing the sound heard in his ears and the flow of dark wind on his skin. But in this completely dark night, what he saw in his eyes was nothing more than a dark scene smeared on top of another.

Although 　　 prohibition cuts off the sound transmission, it cannot cut off the wind. A gust of cold wind howled along the gap between the mountains, mixed with the sound of water, turned into a weird roar. At the same time, a series of prickling bangs of broken branches, the dark giant shadow in the boundless darkness rushed.

It wasn't until the opponent's strange hand full of thorns was no more than a foot away from his own head that Gouzhu suddenly lifted the true qi in his body and performed light work. The body disappeared like a shift in shape, and then appeared in a foot. Behind the big tree surrounded by three or five people.

　　 The monster didn't stop in the slightest. It was about to embrace the hook pig and was blocked by the tree. It took the opportunity to embrace the dead tree, and then twisted easily.

　　 Every tentacle of this monster is like an iron saw. Only a piercing sound of piercing and rubbing was heard. The base of the trunk, which can only be surrounded by a few people, was crushed to pieces, and countless sawdust fell like snow flakes. The big tree fell with a thud.

The hacksaw-like tentacles of this monster are much more flexible than human hands. The whole body is like an octopus crawling on the bottom of the sea, unstoppably swallowing the hook pig behind the tree like a mouse under eight arms. In the mouth densely packed like teeth.

　　 "Wood can make fire, fire can conquer gold!" Gouzhu roared, he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. After speaking, the red light suddenly rose in front of him, and a group of fire burst out. At this time, another clear male voice came:

　　 "Shenhuo Ding, burn!"

　　 Qian Yan discovered at this time that it was not the hook pig that was entangled by the thousand kinds of box monsters, but the big bronze cauldron that had turned red and was spitting fire. What's more terrible is that directly above this tongue of fire is the position of his eight-sided thousand-kind box. He wanted to collect treasures, but it was too late. When the fire spit out, it rose into the sky like a volcano, just hitting the giant thorn ball composed of iron thread spines.

　　 This iron spine is extremely tough, but it is only afraid of fire. On this cold winter night, the gale in the valley roared, and the sting ball was blown by the scorching wind, and it immediately became a huge turbulent fireball, reflecting the dragon skeletal valley red.

　　 At this time, Peregrine Falcon had already arrived in front of Murong Qing. She didn't see what it was, only felt that a strong wind was coming on the surface. Without even thinking about it, the sword in her hand came out of her heart, shaking the magic sword in the air like a dragon.

　　 This shaking was like a slap in the face, and the sword was shot horizontally on the side of the Peregrine Shuttle. This force did not harm the speed of the peregrine shuttle, but it deflected the direction of the peregrine shuttle. Only then did Murong Qing realize that it was not a sword, but a magic weapon. She bent the blade along the way, and a powerful elastic force hit the tail of the Peregrine Shuttle. Instead of stopping it, it speeded up and bounced out.

　　 With a loud bang, the Peregrine Falco directly hit a big tree. But this time it was not nailed to the tree, but like a fish-drilling tofu in a hot pot, it was directly transferred into the tree.

　　 He Si Ke was really panicked this time, and he urged Zhen Qi quickly, and summoned. The trunk of the big tree trembled for a while, apparently the Peregrine Shuttle was also struggling in it, but couldn't get out of it.

　　 Murong Qing was not polite, as he flipped the icy long sword in his hand, and the sharp blade was already resting on He Si's neck. This guy was already timid, with a sharp upper body. He hadn't exerted any strength yet. He was already soft and his crotch was hot, and he even urinated.

　　 Compared with He Si, Qian Yanke is much calmer. The eight-sided thousand-kind box plunged into the sea of ​​fire, which was more painful than directly burning the flesh of his heart. But after all he spent so many years in the Xuanmen, he immediately recovered and understood that the opponent's strong support had arrived.

　　 Although the underworld orchid species and Xuan Yin Youhuo are invaluable, they are not as important as his old life. Besides, these things are on this first-level outer disciple, as long as they don't leak the news and be forced by others, he still has a chance to get them.

　　 He did not hesitate to cut off the divine consciousness connection between himself and Thousand Kinds of Boxes. He has manipulated these thousands of boxes for many years, and they have long been like his arms. This severance is not much different from the actual pain of breaking an arm.

　　 is also decisive enough for him. The massive green wood aura in the thousands of boxes, like boiled oil, exploded and exploded, turning into a terrifying fireball, with flames dancing and licking towards the dead woods on all sides. Crackling and explosion sounded from the entire forest.

　　 If he hadn't cut the connection with the pain, he would have been backlashed by this explosive thousands of boxes, and the fire would attack his heart and die.

　　 Although he was lucky enough to escape his life, at least three enemies had quietly approached him in the woods filled with fireworks.

　　 In addition to the hook pig who has been fighting with him all night, there are two shadows. One is tall and handsome, the other is short and stout. The three came from different directions, and he was surrounded with nowhere to escape.

　　 There are two other people, waiting not far away for the opportunity.

　　The weakest of these five people is also the base building triple. Such strength is enough to smooth out some small sects in Xuanmen arena. Qian Yan immediately took out a piece of yellow brocade and put a cover on his figure.

　　 There was a wave of spiritual waves on this cloth, and countless blood-red charms appeared on the golden brocade, emitting a dazzling red light, and then it dimmed.

　　 Not only did the red charms on this brocade disappear completely, the brocade also seemed to lose its luster, becoming like a rag. The human figure standing inside also suddenly disappeared and collapsed.

　　 "Even... ran away?" Wood looked at his bronze axe, and was about to do a big job. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

　　 "This is the teleportation brocade!" Song Ruhai used a sword to pick up the remaining rags. This kind of transmission brocade is similar to the transmission of jade slips, which are all one-time transmission magic weapons. However, the transmission speed of the transmission brocade is extremely fast, and it is transmitted almost instantaneously, which is an extremely expensive transmission magic weapon.

　　 Even the remaining piece of rag is the jade brocade produced by Bai Caotang of Cuiyu Palace. You only need to rewrite the spell with cinnabar and infuse the true energy to make the teleportation brocade again, which is not cheap.

　　 Gouzhu gently pulled this piece of jade and yellow brocade into his arms. His twitching revealed a pile of crystal-like crystal-like beads left behind where Qian Yan was originally standing. Gouzhu couldn't help showing a greedy look again, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

　　 Song Ruhai's expression changed drastically, and he yelled wildly, "It's Thunderball, run!" The three of them retreated frantically. UU read www.uukanshu.com just for an instant, this forest was swallowed by a burst of blue and white thunder!

In the valley where the cold wind is roaring, although the air is densely covered with blade-like restrictions, a team of men and horses, each riding a huge wooden kite whose head is a full ten feet wide, and whose eyes are staring like lanterns, is in the wild north. The wind fell to the bottom of the valley.

　　 Each of them is tied with a blue ribbon that represents Xingtang. Now the ribbon is glowing with a faint blue aura, which represents that they are performing the mission of the Xingtang.

　　 There are at least dozens of people in this team, including white robe and gray robe disciples, but they are all covered with white gauze and wrapped tightly, without even a single hair exposed.

The blue light from the 　　 ribbon and Mu Yuan’s eyes are like dots of stars in the night sky. These people hovered down, looking from the ground, like a blue necklace hovering in the air getting closer and closer.

The person headed by 　　 is wearing a distinctive blue robe. Behind the white gauze wrapped around his head, a Xiaoyao towel was flying in the wind, without a sword behind him, but carrying a snow-white whisk on his back.

　　He was hovering in the air, looking at the bottom of the firework-filled valley below. Suddenly felt a burst of spatial fluctuations rising into the sky.

　　 "Bold!" He yelled, and suddenly stretched out his hand, a gust of wind followed his hand in the air. This wind is like a sharp blade, cutting off the fluctuating pathway in space. Suddenly someone screamed, and a black shadow appeared in the air.

　　 The black shadow was about to fall back to the bottom, but was passed by the blue-clothed monk, grabbed his neck and hung in the air.

　　 "Under the Jade Peak, how dare you use teleportation!"

　　 Inside the Jade Palace, except that Xingtang disciples can use the wooden kite to fly when they are on missions, the use of teleportation is the same as flying, which is strictly prohibited.