Chapter 208 207. The old friends used to be bait, and there are hidden secrets in the depths of Jian Township (8.2K characters - Dazhang please subscribe)
The Lingtu Tribe, in the tent.
"Thirsty"
After waking up, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly felt dry and tongue-blown. She stood up, put on her shoes, and went to the corner to get water.
Song Yan looked sideways at the petite and graceful curve, and also got up and hugged her from behind.
In the dark night of the grassland, the quiet flames burned again in this small tent.
Until the fire burned to the bedding again, Ling Xiaoxiao wanted to poke her out, but was caught by Song Yan. "Senior Brother, the heat is about to melt." "Senior Brother!" Ling Xiaoxiao scolded.
But immediately, she obediently approached Song Yan a little closer.
The swaying of the earth just now has subsided. The breath of flames has a bit of fishy smell. The two of them blended together, listening to the howling wind outside and the gurgling water in the distance, feeling the With that cold feeling of the lonely night.
Ling Xiaoxiao said: "That's called Yangjiao Lake. It will freeze in winter. It can skate on it. In spring, it can also get ice cubes back to boil water. The water we drink is where we come. When I was a child, I sat on the black wolf in the clan dragging the snowmobile and slid across the ice. "
The words on the pillow are always so imaginative, and there are just one thing or another.
Song Yan heard the feelings in her words.
This feeling actually means that Ling Xiaoxiao is satisfied with the revisiting and re-settlement of the old place.
She has worked hard, fought and struggled outside, and wanted to go to a wider world. But she has been around for decades, but she has returned to this because of her lack of ability and opportunity. After giving birth to her and raising her hometown, she has decided to spend the rest of her life with her beloved and grow old together.
Ling Xiaoxiao said again: "Does your senior brother think what I said are very rustic and stupid?"
There was no trembling in her voice, because in her eyes, The senior brother is already hers.
Just like the Lingtu Tribe is her tribe and Yangjiao Lake is her lake, it can make her feel at ease.
No matter how good or bad, whether she is born, old, sick or dead, she will spend the rest of her life with the man in front of her, not others. This is a kind of firm bond and bond, for the rest of her life until she dies.
When she thinks of this, she becomes happier.
Ling Xiaoxiao did not receive a reply, and then replied to the man, saying, "Senior Brother, are you stupid?"
Song Yan shook his head and said, "How could this be? Such a life is very good Comfortable. I closed my eyes and could imagine how happy I would live in the future."
Ling Xiaoxiao said sweetly: "Yes, the soil here is fertile, far away from disputes, and there are no monsters. If there is really The great enemy and the sword alliance exist. The Xiuxuan Realm is too dangerous”
As she said that, she paused again, and her little head flew away again, so far that the terrible aura of the barefoot woman in red appeared. Then she continued, "Fortunately, my senior brother didn't recognize that master. If I do, I feel that Senior brothers are not from the same world anymore."
Song Yan thought about it and realized that Ling Xiaoxiao was talking about the "blood plum blossom" Feng Qiangwei.
Indeed, the difference between these two ranks is quite large.
If Feng Qiangwei is a tiger, Ling Xiaoxiao is a little Aries.
In Ling Xiaoxiao's opinion, he was a little Aries who followed her back to the tribe, but if he followed Feng Qiangwei, he would become a little tiger.
"So."
Ling's voice suddenly hesitated a little, but then pretended to be calm, "Senior brother, I don't want to go to the trip to Qingfeng Valley anymore. The explosion of earth energy always comes with it. I wanted to follow the footsteps of my senior brother and wanted to break through the purple palace. But now my senior brother is already by my side, I don’t want to. Moreover, Qingfeng Valley will inevitably be dangerous. If so, Senior brother takes me with him, and senior brother will also encounter danger. So he won’t go.”
This is what she said in a digging way.
She doesn't want to take risks anymore, nor does she want to fight anymore.
Song Yan suddenly said, "You said you were skating in Yangjiao Lake when you were a child? Did the Lingtu Tribe have not moved?"
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and said, "Our Lingtu tribe has a very good location, unlike other tribes. There is no earth energy explosion here, there are very few monsters, and it is close to the Sword Alliance, which can be said to be a paradise. So , We have been around here since we established the clan and have never been far away. Senior brother, why are you asking this? "
Song Yan did not answer, and suddenly said, "Your clan has had it since the clan's establishment. How many monks? ”< Ling Xiaoxiao said, "I'm the only one. My father was so happy when he knew I could practice."
Song Yan narrowed his eyes, and what the thief said flashed through his mind Ling Handeng, a powerful god-transforming man who was born with blind eyes but had a sword as his sight, suddenly said, "Then I won't go to Qingfeng Valley, it's good."
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment , murmured emotionally, "Senior Brother."
The next morning, Song Yan put on his clothes and stepped onto the grassland with Ling Xiaoxiao.
Ling Xiaoxiao even took off her snow-white sword robe and changed into a loose white cotton robe. She rode a white horse and galloped on this boundless field with her lover.
Her black hair was not tied up again, but burned back like black flames. Her white robe was lingering like waves in the strong wind, and her body was wrapped in white plum silk bags.
She experienced the beauty of life far away from Xiu Xuan Queen and the stimulation of being with her lover.
Yangjiao Lake had already appeared in front of her.
The freezing was lifted, and the members of the Lingtu tribe were fetching water by the lake. When they saw her and Song Yan greeted him from afar.
She smiled again and responded to the etiquette of the tribe members.
A such a day, even if it only takes half an hour, is happier than being in the mountains.
Song Yan also felt very happy.
After a while, two horses galloped into an unmanned open space.
The two of them couldn't wait to gather together, rolling on the warm grass under the sun, doing primitive things, and when they were finished, they lay down together, looking at the white clouds in the sky with the most innocent expression.
At noon, Ling Xiaoxiao took off her robe and ran from a reed to Yangjiao Lake to take a bath in the lake. When Song Yan approached, she laughed and clenched her hands. The water splashed at Song Yan, and shouted, "Senior Brother, are you coming?"
Song Yan looked at the little female cultivator.
She has completely lost her cramps on the mountain and has become happy.
For a long time
When the two left the lake together, changed into robes, and cleaned their wet hair, Ling Xiaoxiao said: "Let's go to Qingfeng Valley to have a look."
Song Yanqi said: "Why?"
Ling Xiaoxiao said: "I want to live with my senior brother like this."
After saying that, she looked at Song Yan with passionate eyes again.
Song Yan also looked at her.
The two stared at each other lovingly.
Song Yan shook his head slowly.
Ling Xiaoxiao said stubbornly: "I have decided."
Song Yan said: "But Xiaoxiao can't speak like this, nor will shed the courage to take the risk to Qingfeng Valley."
The air suddenly became extremely quiet, and the wisps of wind seemed to freeze.
Ling Xiaoxiao looked stunned and said, "Senior Brother, what are you talking about?"
Song Yan took a deep breath and raised his head and said, "In such a place, the Lingtu Tribe can live and work in peace for thousands of years. Moving the nest can only tell one thing, that is, this tribe was taken care of by a strong man. "
"A thousand years ago, the Lingtu tribe was not called Lingtu, but was called the Eye-Gao Jiantu tribe. The ancestor of this clan is most likely a person named Ling Han Ding.
Ling Han Ding is born with blind eyes but has a sword as its eyes. This happens to meet the eyes of the gouge, so this person should be the ancestor of the Ling Tu clan. .
As far as I know, most of the ancestors of the human race have their own ancient clans. The clan members have the innate secret technique power inherited by the ancestors, but the Lingtu clan does not.
That can only show that one thing Ling Han Ding once created the ancient clan, but when the Lingtu clan was created, the lamp was gone, and it was so old that only one seed that could practice was born in thousands of years.
But why did this ancestor Ling Shizu create the Lingtu clan? It's impossible to pass on the family line, right? "
Ling Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, and suddenly her expression and aura changed. She took a step forward and said lightly: "Even though I know you are testing me, I am still willing to stand up because of this opportunity Once a lifetime. "
After saying that, she looked at Song Yan and said, "I have been sleeping in this lineage. Anyone who can practice will feel it. It is just that the feeling is the feeling. If you want to choose concentration, it will be difficult to change.
I have more than few opportunities. In the past thousand years, it has been almost the only one, because my soul damage is so serious that I have only cultivated a monk's seed for so many years. The reason why I chose Ling Xiaoxiao is because of you. ”
Song Yan was not surprised.
Ling Xiaoxiao raised her finger and said, "Twice, this girl will die at least twice.
Once, she was trampled by natural disaster beasts in the vast sea of the low-level Xuan Cultivation Land. Time; once, I first came to the Lingtu Tribe, but I was ambushed by two monks with ill-hearted intentions.
But, this girl survived, and even I never noticed the abnormality. br>
Considering the time you deceived Tianfang Jianweng at Chanjianzhai, your strength will only be above it.
And this ability is not something that the monk called Wei Xian could possess.
As for you being Kou, it is even more impossible, otherwise you should stay in Chanjianzhai, obey the arrangements, and get into the top level. "
Song Yan smiled mockingly.
He "turned four times", and the people close to him changed four times, once the fairy in the ring, once the fox demon, and once Wan'er, These three times were normal, but unexpectedly, something happened to happen for the fourth time.
"You are wrong, I am Wei Xian. "Song Yan said lightly, "Let Xiaoxiao talk to me." ”
After the words came, Ling Xiaoxiao's expression changed, she looked at Song Yan nervously, and said incoherently: "Senior Brother, what's going on?"
The person who was fond of you and me the moment before actually changed in this moment Extremely frightened.
Song Yan said softly, "Don't be afraid, there is a demon in your body."
The next moment, Ling Xiaoxiao changed her expression and said, "I'm not a demon."
Song Yan looked at her seriously. Although he didn't smell the demon, he still said, "Do you think I can believe it?"
Ling Xiaoxiao said: "You should at least believe in Ling Handeng. This ancestor who created the Lingtu clan is not a demon. The reason why I appeared is that you feel that you are quite sincere to this younger generation named Xiaoxiao.
You It must have been noticed that, so I agreed to the small request and did not take her to Qingfeng Valley. This is entirely for her good. And this is the sincerity."
Song Yan looked at her vigilantly .
Ling Xiaoxiao said: "Since I have chosen you, I have no way out. It doesn't matter who you are. Now you can only help me. And helping me is to help Xiaoxiao, at least I I hope you can listen to me for a small matter."
Song Yan suddenly said, "Are you a man or a woman?"
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, with a strange look on her face and said, "What are you worried about? "The Fairy of the Minjian" Ling Handeng was still a little famous ten thousand years ago.
You and my juniors Generally, don’t I empathize with you when I observe quietly?
I have no feelings for you, but I am so close that I am the one who suffers.
I have never talked about you, you have even picked it out Ask me? "
Song Yan is still a bit mentally ill.
He thought for a moment, and a thought was passed to the Guyang Gu Chong brothers, and after receiving a positive answer, he said, "Then you tell me."
Ling Xiaoxiao said, "Ten Thousand Years ago, I immediately entered the immortal list and made a deal with the master of the heaven and earth. I shared the information of the sword town with Him. He would protect my descendants and leave me a way out.
So the camel bell clan mentioned in the little girl. Living and working in peace and contentment, never relocating, is the Lord of Heaven and Earth fulfilling His promise.
But in recent years, this promise has disappeared.
Reasonably, this will not be the case, because Heaven and Earth The master kept his promise quite well, not to mention that protecting a small clan was not even a mere effort for him.
The Lingtu clan was invaded by the bandits, and it must be that the master of heaven and earth himself was in big trouble.
This is also the reason why I became more and more anxious and took the initiative to jump out this time. Because I feel that there is not much time left. If I don’t come out this time, maybe my lineage will be cut off forever. There is no more day to be born.
There are always some fate and opportunities in this world that will come inadvertently.
You are the only one of the little ones, and to some extent, the only one of mine. ”
Song Yan was unmoved.
Ling Xiaoxiao continued, "I know that you have seen the visualization diagram of the Heart Demon Sword Prison in Zen Jianzhai, and you should have successfully entered it, which means you are also interested in this. However, the Heart Demon Sword Prison The river of swordsmanship is deeper than you think."
After saying that, a scattered flame suddenly appeared in her eyes, and then she shook hands and said, "The secret of eternal life is hidden in it."
Song Yan smiled and said, "Do you think I am a child?"
Ling Xiaoxiao said, "Let your thoughts last forever in the depths of Jian Township. Even if this world is destroyed, as long as Jian Township still exists, My thoughts still exist, so I may wake up again in the next world. Isn’t this eternal life?
What do you think the Biluo Sword Alliance is doing?
Everything they did was for the top people to comprehend the sword art, and then leave immortal thoughts in the deepest part of the sword town, and then escape the disaster of heaven and earth.
And I, who have gone further than them, and are closer to this step. I have become a thought. As long as I fall on the souls of descendants, I can come back to life, but only for descendants. The soul of the monk, this is my last step.
You want to come with me? I can see that you are also a powerful sword cultivator. "
Song Yan said: "How to do it? ”
Ling Xiaoxiao said: “We explore Jian Township together.
In the sea of suffering, thoughts like people are all composed of at least two parts of power.
One is the power of the thought itself, which is like whether a person's body is strong or not, how strong is it; the other is the perception of the power of the thought, which is like the sword technique, magic, etc. that people practice This determines how much power you can exert.
Now that my thoughts are weak, you need to help the little girl improve her strength first. Only when her soul is strong can I follow the water and the ship is rising and recover. This little girl is only in the late stage of Jianggong, and she must go to the Qingfeng Valley earth energy explosion this time. "
Song Yan said: "What if I refuse? "
Ling Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment and said, "Then let's trade.
I will give you the information in Jianxiang, even the maps, visualizations, and all the knowledge you want to know. And you need to lead me to practice and make breakthroughs.
I have no choice, and you and Xiaoxiao are also of great benefit. "
This is the first time Song Yan has seen this state.
He only knew that the demon was a thought, but he never thought that the sword cultivator could even become a thought. br>
The soul needs reincarnation, but one thought can be eternal.
Is this the method for the top strong men in the world to pursue immortality and avoid catastrophes?
Although he could not believe this monk named Ling Handeng, the monk obviously had a lot of information he needed to know.
The two talked and chatted, and took this opportunity to learn more about the world and himself.
Earing Night
Ling Xiaoxiao returned to her original state and returned to the tent of the Lingtu clan.
But compared to yesterday, she was already trembling and curled up on the collapse, and even the "senior brother" didn't call.
No matter how stupid she is, she knows that "Senior Brother" cannot be so powerful.
The Lingtu clan is no longer her hometown.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
My father died and the bandits scrambled in.
The senior brother was taken over by the old demon. The old demon quietly solved the thief and made fun of him.
Ling Xiaoxiao thought about these things and felt like she was going to collapse.
Song Yan coaxed him for a long time and made up a reason for his strength, that is, "like Ling Xiaoxiao", he was possessed by his ancestors' thoughts, but when he met Ling Xiaoxiao, he That's already true.
At the end, he saw that Ling Xiaoxiao was still afraid and said directly: "Junior sister, just say that, is there any old demon in the world who is willing to patiently coax you here?"
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him, only seeing his pure and sincere eyes.
Song Yan said, "If I lie, the sky will strike the lightning, and the sword will be sincere, otherwise the Tao will be destroyed."
Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head and was silent for a long time, and then looked at her toes. After a while, he secretly looked at the distance, "the super terrifying old demon who became a divine baby in a flash", as if in a dream.
Ling Handeng looked at this scene silently, and Song Yan's performance made her feel more relieved.
She had no choice but to force her to "go to the car". Now that she saw this old demon like this, she knew that there might be performance and scheming elements, she was finally developing in a good direction.
As he coaxed, Ling Xiaoxiao and Song Yan rolled together again, but Ling Handeng never put away his external perception. Even though he was taken advantage of by the strange male cultivator, it was better than the other party taking the opportunity to do something that was not good for her.
And sometimes dual cultivation is like marriage, which is the best shortcut to trust.
After the storm, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly said, "Senior brother, then do what Han Deng Zu said."
Song Yan said, "Why? ”
Ling Xiaoxiao said: "I don't know either, I just think it's like a dream, but if I don't do that now, what else can I do? Moreover, the ancestor Han Deng has been planning for so long, and I am her descendant again. , This is probably my responsibility? "
After saying that, she said a little depressedly: "The Han Deng Ancestor is very weak now, so he needs to be parasitized on me, and then gradually become stronger as I become stronger , When she becomes strong, she can fulfill her dream and go to the depths of Jian Township, so that she can live forever?
Teacher. This is what the senior brother asks for. Don’t worry, if the Han Ding Ancestor has any bad intentions, I will definitely feel that I will help the senior brother watch it seriously, so that you can trust each other.
< br>The senior brother can get what he wants at that time, so that the Han Deng Ancestor will be happy and the senior brother will be happy.
And I will be happy if I say that, because I have no mind and no talent. The female cultivator who should have died long ago in somewhere can also see many scenery that she has never seen before. "
Song Yan listened to these childish stupid words and knew that the girl realized that she had become a tool.
The function is to "help Linghan Deng warm up his thoughts and make him stronger", and the function is to "become a bridge of trust for communication between him and Linghan Deng".
She didn't resist at all, and just let it go, looking like she was moved by herself.
Song Yan wanted to say something but stopped, rubbed her hair and said, "I have been like you, like you, a wolf in front and a tiger in front."
As he said, he smiled by himself , said, "But I am really not a tiger or wolf to you. In short, your situation is much better than mine. Since you have the opportunity to become stronger, don't give up."
After a little silence, he said again: "Don't think that the Purple Palace Realm is, the Divine Infant Realm is, even if your ancestor may be in the God Transformation Realm, aren't you still struggling now?
As soon as the catastrophe arrives, all the people will be Ants, an ordinary person has been around for a hundred years, and his legs are glaring. No matter how surging the world is, we need to face it. Junior sister, cheer up, don’t give up easily until the last moment. Although you are in a bad situation now, But it was also an excellent opportunity to become stronger. "
After the words, the little girl cultivator who was still very thoughtful in his arms suddenly changed his expression.
Ling Handeng raised his eyes and looked at Song Yan and said, "How old are you, you still coax the little girl like this."
Song Yan said, "Ancestor Handeng is so sincere when he is so sincere. Showing up, I really can do my best."
Ling Handeng said, "Since it is the only choice, you should look at each other. Do you still have the strength?"
"Yes."
Song Yan said.
He had no trust in Ling Handeng. If there was a way to increase it, he would spare no effort. It was a "trust" ceremony for each other without stabbing each other.
In this way, when superficial trust and potential mutual assistance are large enough, it will take a greater price to destroy all of this.
This time, it was really an accident that could meet Ling Handeng.
Ling Handeng smiled faintly and said, "What are you waiting for?"
A few months later.
Autumn leaves rolled on the ground.
Two rainbow lights headed towards Qingfeng Valley.
The map was Ling Xiaoxiao. She originally wanted to practice with the "Chiyan Jianlu" Gong Zhixin and other brothers, so she prepared the map.
Ling Han Dian has weak power, so most of the time it is still Ling Xiaoxiao.
The two of them walked and rested, and finally arrived at the Qingfeng Valley area.
Gong Zhixin has thick eyebrows and bright eyes. He gives people a very steady feeling during the Jianggong period. When he enters Zifu and returns to his youth, he can even use a handsome sentence. To describe it.
No doubt, he is a trustworthy person among the younger generation of the Biluoshan Sword Alliance. He is calm in his work, never takes risks, and is generous in dealing with people. Every time he explores the secret realm, he is allocated to the treasures. It can satisfy all teammates.
He is not only fair and just, but also has great strength and a strong background. It is said that his adoptive father is the elder of the Yi clan, so many monks are willing to follow him to practice at the explosion of earth energy.
Such monks are the rising stars of the Biluoshan Sword Alliance.
It's a pity that he died.
Death was miserable.
His head hangs on the tree.
Not only him, but the branch also had many heads of disciples from the Sword Alliance.
A fat giant like a mountain of meat smiled silly, stood in front of their heads, folded the heads neatly on the branches, staring at the heads with a silly gaze at the heads for a while, then raised his hand and waved him. A flying sword falling to the ground.
For the monks of the Sword League: the sword carries the way, the sword is in the man, and the sword is in the dead.
Their swords are not only weapons, but also the basis for condensing the secret techniques of natal life in the Purple House realm and the Divine Infant realm.
This sword contains their sword-like insights and sword heart.
Bang!
The giant of Roushan grabbed the flying sword, then suddenly opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth.
The teeth were sharp and dense, but they were not beast-like fangs, but hundreds of miniature sword weapons.
The giant of the Meat Mountain sticks out his tongue again, and the tongue is marked with a strange black sword-shaped texture.
He licked the flying sword, then stuffed the sword directly into his mouth and chewed it in big mouthfuls.
After eating one handful, I ate another handful.
One hand after another.
As he swallowed, his fatness gradually increased.
After swallowing all dozens of flying swords here, he burped, and then a little tears appeared in his eyes, and he murmured in a gentle tone: "Master, don't you Worry, Baiwei will definitely keep you alive, and will definitely wait until you come back to life. Baiwei will not eat these unpalatable swords anymore. Baiwei will definitely give you filial piety, hahaha."
Cold Feng When the blows, all the heads on the branches are pounding up and down.
The head of the man, who calls himself "Baiwei", is becoming more and more weird.
And on a blue rock next to the waterfall not far away, the two female cultivators in green brocade robes couldn't help but shivered.
The two female cultivators, one has a plump body and a cold look; the other has a petite and cute appearance, like a doll.
The former is Yu Xuanwei, and the latter is Anli.
The Roushan Giant did not attack the two women, it was obvious that the three of them belonged to the same group.
But it’s not appropriate to say that there are a bunch of people, because the situation is really weird.
Yu Xuanwei's expression was fine, but An Li stared at the terrifying scene with wide eyes. She suddenly surging in her belly and lay on the blue rock and vomited.
Yu Xuanwei bent over slightly, lightly He patted Anli's back and tried to make her feel more comfortable.
Maybe it was alarmed by the sound of vomiting. The giant man in the Meat Mountain suddenly turned his eyes and glanced at the two women. With a creak, he chewed a new flying sword, and his pupils suddenly hooked. Staring at the sword on Anli's back.
After Anli vomiting, she took a deep breath, got up again, and then stood there, watching, not knowing what she was thinking.
The giant Roushan murmured: "I have let go of two of you. It's been so long. It's time to serve a big meal, right?"
He has been humming these words dozens of times.
This time, he also received a response.
Several rainbow lights came from afar.
The person in the head was golden robe and silver-faced, with a straight face and a cold look. He glanced at the three people in the canyon, frowned slightly, and then hung vigilantly in the air, and said sternly: "Qiu Baiwei! The ancient sword-making clan of ancient clan Why do you betray you? ”
Qiu Baiwei is the giant of Roushan.
At this time, he looked up at the man in gold robe and said excitedly, "Senior Brother! Master is still alive! Master is still alive!"
The man in gold robe keenly sensed that This may be related to the betrayal of this junior brother, so he frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Qiu Baiwei said excitedly, "Master has not taught you the "Sword-Devouring and Shaping Method", so you naturally don't know, but I know ! Everything I did was to keep Master alive!
That day, I entered the inner demon sword prison, I saw Master, and Master taught me this magic and told me to go back and eat his original life Sword.
I ate it, and then the master's memory came into my mind.
But it is not enough, far from enough. I have to eat more swords and collect more sword hearts and sword intents to help Master’s scattered thoughts gather and help him transform!
Senior Brother, come and help me. "
The man in the golden robe looked at Qiu Baiwei who was extremely excited and said, "Junior brother, you have talked about the inner demon sword prison. So don't you know what the "Sword Devouring Shape" is? Stop practicing, go back with your senior brother, and your senior brother will explain it clearly to his classmates. "
After the words, Qiu Baiwei suddenly became furious. He ate the sword faster and faster. At the same time, he said sternly: "Senior Brother, Master treats you very well. It would be fine if you don't help me today, why don't you? Want to stop me from resurrecting my master? ! You are ungrateful, ungrateful! ”
The man in the golden robe said, "Baiwei, Master is dead!"
Qiu Baiwei suddenly calmed down, and the next moment he swelled up like an inflatable moment. The fat in his fat body condensed into a flying sword. The shape, and the pores were even more bursting with sword energy. The surrounding sky was clear and the sky was clear, and the next second was dark clouds. Countless poisonous insects and monsters walked out of the darkness as if they were crazy, rushing densely, like a cool Beat the drum.
This is the raging attack in the late stage of the Divine Infant.
Killing thoughts are merging in the sky, and one thought of murderous aura will naturally lead to the dragon and snake, and the monster will be crazy.
An Li was trembling, and Yu Xuanwei was not much better.
"Die me for the ungrateful thing!!" Qiu Baiwei roared angrily, and his whole body turned into a bullet of light and shot at the man in the golden robe.
However, although Qiu Baiwei is strong, the man in the golden robe is not easy to deal with. The two cultivators actually fought back and forth, and there was no difference between the winner and the defeat.
At this moment, a blood light swept back.
The man in the golden robe felt a pain in his eyebrows before he could pay attention, and his soul and body lost contact. Looking again, he saw a young man holding a blood banner falling from the air.
The young man raised his hand and grabbed his soul and storage bag. Then the soul entered the blood banner, and the evil weapon in the storage bag flew into his hand.
Qiu Baiwei laughed, bowed to the young man, and saluted, "Thank you, Chief Tang Xiaoxuan!"
The young man called Tang Xiaoxuan nodded slightly, then used the blood banner again, and turned the Many monks who came with the man in the golden robe were killed.
After doing it, his blood banner became much stronger, and his evil weapon also increased a lot, including an evil treasure.
There are many soul thresholds for level 2 cultivation of Xuandi, and everyone knows that if you cross the sea of suffering, you need evil treasures. Therefore, the divine infant monks always have more or less evil weapons and evil treasures.
At this moment, a sound came from not far away. "Congratulations to the ancestor, you have obtained another evil treasure."
After the words, a goddess in blue stood on the verge of her.
Tang Xiaoxuan, or the ancestor Wuxiang nodded slightly, then frowned and glanced at Anli and Yu Xuanwei. In his eyes, these two women were not humans, but baits. He has spared no effort in the past few years The two women were brought with them at the scene of the incident.
But, is that person still alive?
"Ning Xin, I trust you the most. Is there any news?" Wuxiang Ancestor passed on a thought.
Tang Ningxin shook her head and said, "After the journey to the void that day, I had never waited for him to return. I tried my best to do anything and even made a deal with Vilanpo, but there was still no information from him. I always feel that the kid is extremely thief and doesn't die so easily."
(The end of this chapter)