The Sword Dynasty

Li Xixing leaned against a stone in the pool and sat half-lying, watching the black eagle flying above the sky. (Updated fastest and most stable)

The slightly hot spring water washed away all the exhaustion in his body, which made him feel happy. At the same time, he could not help but think that if he died so leisurely, it might be a good destination. At least... at least not so tired.

However, such thoughts only appeared in his mind for a short moment.

Life is like this, tired but unwilling.

The black flying eagle hovered, but never settled in the ancestral mountain. It seems that there are things in the ancestral mountains that make them all awe.

The four fields are still calm to the extreme.

Li Xixing’s mouth showed some ridicule.

He slowly stood up, the spring flowing down the hair of his thick robes, and washed away the dry blood.

"All right?"

He looked at Hu Jingjing, who was flushed with the ripe apple in this spring, asked.

Hu Jingjing looked at him and nodded. "Okay."

Although it was unbelievable until this time, the fact is that the wounds in her body, even the healing medicines of the Changling Mausoleum, have to be nursed for a long time, but the time of the tea is cured by this living spring.

"What are you doing?"

However, the next move of Li Xixing made her even more shocked.

Li Xixing pulled out his sword and walked through the pool to the water outlet of Lingquan.

Li Xixing had two swords. At this time, he used the big white sword. The rune on the sword was like a long fang, full of sly and violent breath.

The spring water was forced open by the fierce sword, revealing the milky white rock at the bottom of the pool.

The pale sword light is cut on the rock around the water outlet, and the rock is cut by pieces.

"You want to destroy this spiritual spring?"

Hu Jingjing finally reacted to Li Xixing.

Li Xixing did not look back, continued to sword, and constantly cut the rock at the exit of Lingquan, so that Jianguang could be deeper and at the same time said without emotion. "This is not our ancestral mountain."

"Although there is some feeling of violent things, but I think you are right." Hu Jingjing stayed, and then she nodded seriously, and when she walked toward Li Xixing, her body began to exude a sword.

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"Why are the hawks flying so low?"

"It’s not that the eagle is flying too low, but the sky is too high."

"Don't talk about these mysterious words in front of me."

"Then below should be a very deep basin."

"How are you sure?"

"Because the aura of heaven and earth here is very interesting."

"How come I don't feel very interesting? Is your perception still above me?"

"Because of the continuation of the gods."

A number of horses and horses walked through the wasteland. These troops immediately took only two people, one was Ding Ning and the other was Shen Xuan.

All the way from the prison gate, regarding the cultivation and perception of Ding Ning, Shen Xuan has many problems, but the final result of the conversation is often attributed to Ding Ning to the sacred god.

Shen Xuan did not look at Ding Ning at this time, he just looked at the places where the black eagle flew low in the distance.

He could not prove the explanation given by Ding Ning, because only the whole world knows that Ding Ning knows the true mystery of the sacred god.

On the way, he has been talking to Ding Ning. It is not that he wants to test the secrets of the other party through constant dialogue. The real reason is only fear.

Whether it is facing the unknown Ukrainian power itself, or the lord who wants to kill the spiritual sword, it is a terrible thing for him.

He wants to gamble, but he is also afraid to become a rotten body in the grassland that was eaten by the coyotes.

In this moment, he began to feel that the celestial temperament in the four wilderness, which was originally very strange, suddenly began to fluctuate strongly, just as some people were unveiling a grand drama in the midst of it.

Ding Ning's eyes also cast into the distant places where the black eagle flew.

He also perceives the dramatic changes in the strength of the heavens and the earth. It is not that there are powerful practitioners who are attracting the strength of the heavens and the earth, but have a strong vitality of the heavens and the earth, and they will erupt from there.

Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing stood in the hot spring pool.

The slightly hot pool water was only past their waist when they stood, but now they have not had their chest until their neck.

The exit of Lingquan has been cut and cut, and the flow rate of the spring water that has spewed out seems to be very gentle, but the spring water that has flowed out has already boiled, and many fist-sized bubbles are bulging.

Every bubble floats above the surface of the water, and it is a bang and a burst of fresh and pure to the extreme milky aura.

The extremely pure and cohesive milky aura is slightly heavier than the air. After it bursts on the water, it pours on the water, just like the white lotus blossoms.

Li Xixing is close to her lips, indifferent and persevering. His perception is as deep as possible into the inside of this vein. "Use the sword that is the strongest in your division, let us together." When Shen Xuan and Ding Ning had their perceptions, he turned his head slightly and said to Hu Jingjing.

I don't know when, the two have already had a tacit understanding. When they heard such words, Hu Jingjing nodded at him and then hesitated to launch the sword that must be fully exerted.

The milky white pool suddenly produced countless bright yellow rays, like topaz.

Then, all the pool water turned pale yellow, just like a light yellow mirror.

Li Xixing squinted deep, and made a low sigh from the throat, like the embarrassment of the wolf king in the wildest.

He stepped forward with a foot forward, and the pool water in front of him slammed open, turning into countless tiny powdery white mist, and forced to open.

There is no trace of water in front of him, but the bright yellow brilliance is still there.

The power of the pale sword in his hand, through the power of the bright yellow brilliance, instantly penetrated into the depths of the frontal veins and penetrated into places where his perception could not be reached.

At this moment, he and Hu Jingjing's body were blown by a huge and ancient breath, such as two leaves falling out.

The rich aura that originally gathered in this hot spring pool suddenly skyrocketed, instantly flooding the entire basin, and eventually rushed to the top of the sky like a straight giant pillar.

Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing did not land, were blown by the strong breath, and still floated up.

The blood in the body of the two people swelled, but there was no feeling of injury.

The soaring aura penetrates into the body of the two people, just as the river constantly washes the pebbles in the river, and forcibly smoothes the edges of the surface.

The two just felt a strong dizziness, could not think at all, and could not feel the passage of time.

When the body is heavy, when the ** begins, the two talents see that the body is already at a height of several tens of feet, and all the water below, even the water in the previous basin, has disappeared.

The sky above the Zushan is shrouded in snow-like white clouds, and the wind is rolling toward the four wilderness. All that fills the ear is the sound of broken grass.

Li Xixing hardly controlled the real element in the body during the intense dizziness, and at the same time spurted out under the feet, lest he and Hu Jingjing fall into the ground like a stone and become broken flesh and blood.

However, at this moment, he felt a strong shock again, and involuntarily gave a low exclamation.

At this time, Hu Jingjing also stabilized his figure and looked at him with a question-like look, shocked and speechless.

"You also?"

After the next breath, she made a difficult voice and asked him.

Li Xixing nodded.

Under the violent aura of the genius, he unexpectedly broke through the long-established practice of realm, and Zhenyuan repaired a striking step forward.

Hu Jingjing is also the same.

He suppressed the shock of his heart, feeling completely different from his own body, looking up and looking up.

It has started to rain in the clear sky.

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The rain fell into the wilderness.

Shen Xuan had no sword in his hand, but the subconscious hand of the right hand was holding the sword.

Numerous milky white raindrops from the air**, but fell to the ground but did not become a splash of water, but a slamming sound, turned into a milky white long smoke.

This wilderness seems to be crazy.

The long yellow grass swayed wildly.

The dried roots absorb the milky white air and suddenly produce some greenish green.

All the animals that crouched in the ground, the insects all awake, and madly came out.

The beasts that are not in the distance covered by this rain cloud are also like crazy tides coming from all directions.

Shen Xuan's face was extremely pale. He looked at the numerous dense insects that were drilled in the mud under his feet. He felt the ground vibration caused by the wild beasts rushing in the distance, and the breathing could not be heavier.

This is a picture he has never seen before.

He didn't think that it was just a lot of insects in a piece of soil near his body.

What made his heart tremble was that even his broken arm had a tingling new feeling, which made him feel like a broken arm could be attached, and the arm would grow again.

The raindrops of these auras are not only the amazingly pure aura, but also the unimaginable healing power.

The place where the raindrops are most dense is still Zushan.

The milky white raindrops fell on the top of the mountain and washed down the gully.

In the wilderness, the worms became the sea, and the beasts became tidal. They madly moved toward the basin and gathered toward the ancestral mountains.