Ten God Emperor

Looking at the depressions on the ground, there are still a touch of blood, which gives a shocking feeling.

Yun Xiu took a long breath and looked at the sword spirit on the side. His eyes softened and he hugged his fist: "Thank you."

"If the owner is unpredictable, then I can't go out." Sword spirit stunned the big eyes, and smiled: "But it’s really a bit of a bad thing to say that the owner’s behavior... The fire protector, the black magic thunder is not something that can be easily plugged into the body."

The first time I drove the cloud break of Qinglianhuo, I was really blind and confident. I nodded at the moment and thought deeply: "You are right, I am too hasty."

Sword Spirit did not agree with a smile and said: "It doesn't matter. As long as I am next to my master, everything can be ruined."

Looking at the faint smile hanging on the beautiful face of Jian Ling, Yun Xie couldn't help but shake his head and laughed. I didn't expect that it was really dangerous. I had to rely on her to make it dangerous. The vigilance in my heart suddenly vanished.

Looking at the black cloud of the dome and the flashing thunder, the cloud stopped for a while, and asked: "This thunder cloud covers the sky and covers almost the entire mountain. If we want to escape, I am afraid it is a bit difficult. ”

Sword Spirit also looked at the sky and nodded. "Well, these thunderclouds are the resentments that condense the souls of the waste swords. The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it is."

"Go!" Yunchao has just tossed, and the strength of the majestic still stagnates the body, and he can't get away. He must find a secluded place to completely refine the violent energy of this group. Otherwise, if this energy breaks out again When he comes, he can't be so easy to fight.

As the voice fell, a green and green flame rose above his body, and after the vitality was pushed to the extreme, the soles of the feet stepped on the ground, and the body swept away toward the front.

Sword spirit nodded, and the lotus step moved lightly, twisting the graceful body and following it up.

A thick black thunder suddenly fell from the sky, squatting in the place where the two men passed, but the speed of the cloud rest was fast enough, and they evaded two thunders, then leaped forward, toward one The hillside rolled down.

Sword Spirit's footsteps are light, walking like the wind, and the toes are lightly touched, and they fall in front of Yunchao. The jade hands are light, and the black thunder that falls down the sky is shattered.

The wind blew in the air, blowing the black hair of the cloud break, watching the petite body of the sword, and the smile on the pretty face, can not help but sigh, there is a strong shelter around, it is good, otherwise he does not know the death How many times back.

Slightly staggered to maintain the shape, the soles of the feet, and once again rushed toward the open plain in front.

So madly approaching an hour, in front of the ridiculous plains, or the ridiculous plains, the diffuse yellow dust covered the body of Yunchao, he looked a little gray face, feeling the soreness of the whole body, looking at the head Sword spirit next to her, found that her blue dress is still spotless.

"Is the owner tired?"

Sword Spirit’s pretty face reveals a look of concern, and Mei’s eyes look to the distance with some anxiety: “It seems that there is still a long way to go.”

At this moment, a black thunder suddenly fell down, Yunxi twisted and flashed, and there was a deep black pit on the ground. The black smoke of the sultry came out. He coughed for a while and wiped a face. Dust, a long sigh of relief: "If you continue this way, I am afraid that if you are not exhausted, you will be killed by the thunder."

Jianling nodded, and the pretty face showed a helpless look: "At that time, the Qingling Supreme had created a spiritual space in order to trap me, and to grow up in order to avoid my absorption of spiritual power, borrowing the black magic mine. To suppress my soul power, if not the master is here, I am afraid that my soul will be trapped here forever and ever."

Yunxi heard her faint tone and asked very strangely: "Say it... Do you hate the spirits?"

Sword Spirit silenced the little meeting and nodded. "I didn't hate at first, because I don't have a chance to be a new person without a sacred person. Later, after a long time, I can't bear the torture here. Naturally, there is some resentment in my heart. If one day I can go out, I must kill the entire Qingling Mountain family before I can calm my inner grievances..."

Speaking of this, Jianling a pair of jade hands gently smashed up, Meilu reveals a trace of ice cold, but after a while, the meaning of this silky cold has quietly dissipated, turning into a faint helplessness and a shallow sigh: "again Later, I didn’t hate it. The 28th elders of the United States in the same year sealed me. It’s nothing more than worrying that the energy of the Galaxy sword is not controlled. One day, there will be hidden dangers. Maybe the Sayādaw will not guess, and one day will The descendants of the fire came here."

"The master is in the heartless, using the evolution of the Qinglian fire, calming the suffocation in the depths of my soul, as if a large stone pressed against the chest has disappeared, I have never been so relaxed."

Looking at the soft face of Jian Ling, Yun Xia Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this guy would look at it, or even if they leave this space, Qingling Mountain will be stirred up forever.

"Right... Master..."

The sword spirit suddenly remembered something, and the pretty face showed a smile.

“Well?” Yunchao looked at her curiously and asked, “What happened?”

"I know, I probably know that there is a way to get us out of here."

Sword Ling Qiao suddenly appeared a trace of excitement, and now gently took the hand of Yun Xi, and walked toward the south.

"any solution?"

Yunqi asked in a foggy way.

In the eyes of Sword Spirit, a hint of pale green light flicked slightly, and the lips were scornful. Jiao smiled: "The reason why I can't leave here is because I haven't said goodbye to one."

"Farewell, to a person?"

Yun Qi looked at the desolate wilderness of nothing, and some inexplicably said: "You should not tell me, there are other people here?"

Sword Spirit nodded and said: "Yes, there are other people, he should also want to see the owner."

Yun Xi heard the words, suddenly the white hair appeared in his mind, tentatively asked: "The man, should not be the Qingling Supreme?"

Jianling smiled and shook his head and said: "No, in the past, the sages burned their own souls in order to create this space. He has already disappeared into this world."

"Is not it?"

In addition to the Qingling Supreme, Yunqiu really can't guess, who will appear here.

Sword Spirit moved the green scorpion, faintly said: "The man, called Chu Xifeng."