Revival of the Gods

"Hey..." The sound of the shackles of Zhu Ding was shocked, and countless fires were mixed with Jinguang from the wattle. The wattle flew out from the body of Zhu Ding, and turned into a scorpion, rolling in the air, toward the body of Zhu Dingxian. under!

"Old ancestors, I know it is wrong, I know it is wrong!" Zhu Ding's face changed greatly. He rushed to the front of the flames of madness, and he cried out in his mouth. "The ancestors saved me! The ancestors saved me!!"

It is a pity that Zhu Ding shouted stunnedly. There was no change in the flame. The scorpion scorpion was still "squeaky", but for a moment, Zhu Ding was again **** and fuzzy, and the precious Bai Rong Dan was taken in white. Seeing that Zhu Ding was so painful that his head was rolling, Xiao Hua knew that this punishment not only hurt Zhu Ding's fairy body, but also slammed the soul of Zhu Ding!

About half a tea, Zhu Ding was fainted, and the shadow of the sky was converging, and it still fell to Zhu Ding's body to tie him.

This time Xiao Hua did not dare to let Zhu Ding take Bai Rong Dan, but found some ordinary Xian Dan to let him take.

Zhu Ding woke up and saw that Xiao Hua had no strength to say something.

"Shizi..." Xiao Hua looked at Zhu Ding helplessly, whispered, "You can't take Bairong Dan anymore, because once your injury heals, the punishment will be touched again. Of course, if you want to hurry When I am finished, I can give it to you..."

"Don't... don't..." Zhu Ding shook his head desperately. "You must not take it for me. You are not being punished by punishment. I don't know how this life is better than death! Wait... I will do it. Ready to talk about it..."

Zhu Ding accepts the punishment and punishes the punishment. This is not the case of Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua is sitting next to the clock for several hours. He looks at the punishment and does not provoke it again. He thought about it and said: "Shi Zi, this fire. Can there be other immortals in the Holy House?"

“No!” Zhu Ding replied in a low voice. “This Fire Spirit Holy Palace will be opened except for the royal family to pay homage to the ancestors. Your Majesty will come with me and wait for it. There will be no immortals here!”

"Well, that's all..." Xiao Hua asked again. "Where are you going to think about it? Is it here?"

"It's natural..." Zhu Ding looked at the flames in front of him and shook his head slightly. "But there is a breath that makes me suffocate. I feel uncomfortable every time I pay homage to my ancestors. I still go to the attic next to me." !"

"Attic?" Xiao Hua looked around in the fire and asked, "After the hill?"

"Well, yes!" Zhu Ding reluctantly smiled. "That is the place where I will wait after the ancestors!"

"Alright!" Xiao Hua got up. "I went to the quiet room to see. Oh, yes, what can be the jealousy in this Fire Holy Palace? For example, where can't go, what can't be touched?"

"No...no!" Zhu Ding shook his head, but immediately he looked at the flame in front of him and said, "If there is, then it is this fire, and the father has repeatedly smashed, and the fire represents me to declare a royal family ancestor. Never touch this fire!"

"Well, the old man knows!" Xiao Hua promised, turned and walked out of the fire.

Beyond the fire, it is still a hill. Waiting for Xiaohua to bypass the hills, the face is actually a flower garden. The flowers are filled with flowers. The flowers are blooming into a blue, not the flowers on the banner of Xuanguo. Before Xiao Hua walked to the flower garden, he raised his hand and clicked on one of them, but saw that the blue flowers were slightly swaying, and some glamorous lights flashed.

"This is actually a real flower!" Xiao Hua was surprised. Then he moved and went to the other side of the hill. It was not expected by Xiao Hua. This place is a Lingtian. Yellow fairy fruit of the grape. The fairy fruit grows on the rattan, and the rattan is exactly the same as the scorpion. The rattan is suspended from the air, and there is a strong mist on the ground covering most of the fields, and it is impossible to see the inside.

In the middle of Lingtian and Hualien is a straight road leading to the depths of the courtyard.

Xiao Hua went to the road, and looked around at the end of the road. There seemed to be a silhouette of the temple, but there was an overlapping space in the air, which could not be seen clearly.

"Zhu Ding said that the attic should be in front..." Xiao Hua thought.

It is a pity that, without waiting for him to step, in the hills behind, "啪啪" 诛 令 令 令 挞 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎 鼎

Waiting for Xiao Hua to take Zhu Ding to eat Xian Dan, and then stepping on the road is already after a meal.

The road is very wide, it seems enough to pass the ceremonial passage of the king's room, and Xiao Hua is quite lonely on his walk! For a long time, I didn’t walk, and my feet were on a solid ground. Xiao Hua’s heart actually gave birth to a feeling of stability, just like this way of stepping into the car is more suitable for himself.

"If there is wind, then it is best!" Although the road is wide, the temple at the end of the road is vague, but the fairy fruit and flowers on both sides are clear, Xiao Hua slowly moves, and the heart rises in the joy of autumn harvest. He stretched and couldn't help but secretly.

The wind is naturally not there, but the thick fog is quite a lot. The yellow fairy fruit in the cloud is hanging down, quite gratifying; in the flower garden, I don’t know when some of the shadows of the butterfly appear, this virtual shadow **** the wings in the flowers. When flying, Xiao Hua has some doubts about whether he is blind.

The road looks very far away, but it is a fragrant work. There is a row of pavilions in front of the head. This pavilion has a strange style, mostly round. There is a strip corridor between the pavilions. The building is arched.

"This road has come and has not seen anything special..." Xiao Hua was walking to the nearest building, and he thought secretly. "Where is the blood monument called by Seven Spirits?"

Xiao Hua also knows that since the blood monument in Qiling Zhenxiankou has hidden secrets, it is certainly not the case of Xuanyi’s royal family. Then this blood monument is naturally hidden in secret places, which is absolutely not seen by ordinary means. The problem is that Xiao Hua didn't have any thoughts at this time. This courtyard is obviously a space fragment, which makes him where to find?

"And start from here!" Xiao Hua stepped into the pavilion ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ looked at the simple furnishings inside, the heart, "No one left and right, Xiaomou's time is enough."

The pavilion is not big, the inner construction is similar to what is seen outside, and it is also round. Xiao Hua just wants to explore. Suddenly, the heart is moving. The dark road: "No, there is no immortal in this fire spirit fairy house. Zhu Ding is still punished, but... ...that punishes Zhu Ding’s slap in the penalty order as if there is a smashing messenger. If Xiaomou is exploring at this time, isn’t it possible for him to be present?”

Thinking, Xiao Hua gave up the idea of ​​careful exploration, looked at a few buildings in the near left, turned and left.

What Xiao Hua didn't know was that he had just left the pavilion, above the circular pavilion, a pair of red eyes slowly revealed, his eyes fixed on Xiao Hua, his eyes were actually thoughtful!

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