Revival of the Gods

With a fixed mind, Xiao Hua began to practice. He looked at which law is strong and relied on which rule to teleport. As he gradually approached the Qingyi continent, the law of teleportation became more and more sophisticated.

The law of teleportation is similar to the five elements of martial arts, but the real use of it, with the previous Xiao Hua's understanding, and even the teaching of the sword is still essential.

The five elements of martial arts are the use of Xianli to control the appearance of the five elements, and do not touch the law itself. The law is similar to the light, and the law itself is deep. The end is on more than one step. Seeing that Yu Leizong is looking again, Xiao Hua still has no special good method to ensure that the disciples of the disciples are not eroded. , but also the law can be teleported.

"Oh, or each has its fate!" Xiao Hua stood in front of the Royal Lei Zongshan Gate and took the idea and smiled. "After you get it, you can talk about it later."

"The disciples..." Xiao Hua looked at the Royal Lei Zongshan door and was very satisfied. After all, he did not intend to open a school in the fairy world. It is the best to not publicize, so Xiao Hua is releasing the thoughts. Laughing, "Isn't you coming to meet the old man?"

"Master? You... how come you?"

Xiao Hua’s voice just fell, and the side of the mountain gate had already flew out to watch the disciples. When the first disciple saw Xiao Hua, he was overjoyed and exclaimed and rushed to see him.

However, looking at the ecstasy of those disciples, Xiao Hua’s face was somewhat unpleasant. To wait for these disciples to be raised, there were already fewer than a thousand disciples in the Shanmen. Xiao Hua asked: “How can there be only such a disciple?”

"Master..." The disciples who were ordered to stay in Yu Leizong changed their faces and hurriedly screamed. "The disciples were ordered to stay behind, not to be slow and half-divided. In these years, there are really only so many disciples flying up. And... the last disciple is the 10th. Soaring years ago, no more disciples have soared in the last ten years."

After that, the disciple rushed to a distant dust fairy and shouted: "Han Yuzi, come over, let me tell you about the situation before, and then tell the master again!"

"Master!" The disciple named Han Yuzi hurriedly flew out, and the five bodies voted in front of Xiao Hua. "Before the disciple flew up, I have already had a tendency to make a door, but the disciples have already arranged very well, except for the disciples. There are still two younger brothers who should be soaring in the door of the creation. The second generation of disciples is not many, but there are still one or two disciples who are soaring. But... it’s just that, ten years have passed, one has never soared. The disciple thought after thinking about it... I made a big thing with the door!"

"What big thing?" Xiao Hua asked, cold face.

"The disciple did not dare to say!" Han Yuzi slammed his head, but he did not dare to speak.

"It’s strange!" Xiao Hua sneered. "When I made the door, there are still such rules. Can you tell the truth?"

"Master..." The disciple of the disciples whispered. "Han Yuzi’s younger brother is in charge of the Wan Yao world. Although it is difficult to say, it is extremely difficult. His careful disciples understand that this time the Wan Yao world is not a few masters. The Wanxie world, the Terran has established a firm foothold, they have already thrown the gift of our creation door, they want to replace my creation door..."

"I know these!" Xiao Hua was upset and waved. "I just asked, what happened to the door!"

"If...if there is no accident..." Han Yuzi finally took the courage and raised his face and said, "Master, I should have been killed by the door!"

"Damn!" Although Xiao Hua was prepared, she couldn't help but whisper.

"Master..." The disciple said in a hurry. "This is all I have to guess. The disciples have sent people to wait in the vicinity of the Flying Hall. If there are thousands of disciples flying up, they will take them one step at a time, even if they don't come. Ask them about the things that make us famous..."

The disciples of the head had just finished, Xiao Hua’s eyes were slightly stunned and cold and cold: “Looks... you are waiting for a word!”

"What do you mean?" Han Yuzi was puzzled, and the disciples suddenly awakened, and his tone was awkward. "Mo... is it the disciple who is guarding?"

"Yeah!" Xiaohua nodded and said, "I will wait in the temple!"

Xiao Hua sat on the main hall and looked at the thousands of disciples standing in the hall. If there are so many disciples flying up in a martial art school, Xiao Hua is also proud of himself, and Xiao Hua knows in his own heart that there is no hundred red, and any martial art has a process of prosperity and decline, even in ancient times. Your own creation door will never be spared.

I can really let Xiao Hua face it. Xiao Hua feels bleak and sighs about the changes of the world. However, it was only over one hundred and sixty years, and in the world of 260,000 years, his own creation door was annihilated. ...this makes Xiao Hua somewhat unprepared.

"Jiangshan has talented people, a new generation of new people for the old! Fear of it!!"

With his eyes open, Xiao Hua seems to see through the clouds outside the hall, and he secretly thinks.

"Master..." Just in the mood of Xiao Hua, a young disciple hurriedly flew in between the several imperial disciples. When he saw Xiao Huali, he fell to the ground and shouted, "The disciple just flew from a dusty fairy. I got the news there, I... I have thousands of disciples from the top of the world. I was killed by everyone...!"

"What??" Xiao Hua's "Call" will stand up and see the crack, watching the disciple say a word, "Ten ... 100,000 disciples were killed? You ... you give the old man carefully Say it!!"

"Master..." The disciple is obviously also mournful~www.wuxiaspot.com~He didn't get up, he still cried and cried. "The name of the dusty fairy that just flew is called Biqiong, who is the ally of the Taoist League. Fan Jie has brought it, so he saw his disciples, and although he was extremely scrupulous, he also said the ins and outs of things..."

Xiao Hua was a little impatient and shouted: "Why didn't you invite him to come to my Royal Leizong?"

"Master..." said the disciple. "The disciple is of course invited, but... but he can't live or die. He said that there is another place. The master told me not to be strong. It is the disciple who asked him to ask the situation. It!"

"Call..." Xiao Hua took a deep breath and forced himself to smother the anger in his heart and nodded. "I am not blaming you. I am afraid that you can’t ask clearly..."

"Yes, yes, the disciples are afraid to ask unclear, so I asked them several times and engraved the words and phrases of Biqiong's real people in the bottom of my heart..." Speaking of this, the disciple bites his teeth and fangs. "Only me." The catastrophe in the door of Chenghua was suddenly abrupt, and even he did not get detailed information, so he just said it!"

"I don't know if he can't figure it out?" Xiaohua said coldly. "He didn't even dare to come to Yu Lei, obviously knowing some secrets!"