“How far is it from Aoba Castle?”

Above the ancient road, several carriages slowly moved forward, and a pale palm stretched out, opening the curtain, revealing a pair of eyes that resembled a secluded pool.

This palm is pale, as if it has too much blood loss, with a translucent color, and the blood vessels under it are clearly visible.

The voice of the master of the palm is very strange. The young man is mixed with the young taste, very neutral, just saying a few words will gasp, it seems that there is a lack of gas.

"Han elders wait a moment, it will be a few more hours!"

Responsible for catching the carriage, it was the last time he went to the valley to seek medical treatment.

It was just that he was slamming, but at this time he was more clever than the kitten, and he replied respectfully.

"Cough... that's good... After all, there is Lin Biaotou in this trip. This time I go home to save the family, but I have to gather together with the foresters..."

The Korean elders have a middle-aged appearance, red lips and white teeth, and Danfeng eyes. They are the image of a handsome man, but they are slightly feminine. At this time, the cheeks lose blood, coughing a few times from time to time, and the brows are slightly picked up, just like Xizi’s heart, even Lu Zhisen looked at him with a quick look and couldn’t stand it.

After all, even if he borrowed his ten courage, he wouldn’t dare to say this to the four-day warrior who is the only one of the two.

"Han is too polite!"

Lin Leiyue originally rode on a red horse, and when he heard the words of the elder Han, he immediately immediately and respectfully.

Before the two elders of Zongmenyan and Han, she always held the ceremony of the younger generation. After all, compared with the four-day master, the autonomy of a sect of the district, if it is not the addition of physical and singularity, is nothing.

"Oh... no problem... cough..."

The cold elders just wanted to say something, the sudden change of color, coughing again and again, take out a piece of white embroidered pipa to wipe the corner of the mouth.

After the removal, the above suddenly appeared a touch of red.

"Han elder..."

Lin Lei suddenly became nervous: "But the injury has changed?"

"Cough... cough... can't die..."

Han’s elders waved their hands, and they were a bit proud in their tone: “Hey... the soul of the deputy head of the five ghost gates is really powerful, but unfortunately the old man’s skill is high, sending him to Huang Quan, if this person’s martial arts is refined again On the first floor, the old man’s life may be confessed there, but since he was not dead at the time, he couldn’t die at this time, and he would be a waste man in the next day...”

Although his tone seems to be discouraged, Lin Leiyue did not dare to neglect.

After all, this cold elder became famous 50 years ago, a martial art is unfathomable, although the age is bigger than the aunt, but it is a singularity, it is called evil, but I don’t know how many martial arts martial arts have died. No. The entire Wuhe County warrior must be shocked.

If this time, if the five ghost gates are ambushed, they will not fall to this point.

"Please ask the elders of Han to rest assured that the **** of the sacred gods has been a doctor, and he is good at rejuvenating. The last time he was Zhao, he was cured!"

Lu Zhisen quickly said: "Your old skill is deep, and you will be able to regain the old view!"

"Oh... I’m in your heart!"

The elders smiled a little, but they did not care. Only the deepness of the eyes was completely exposed to his inner thoughts.

Lin Leiyue did not seem to see this scene, silent, but my heart was thinking quietly: 'This time the master respected the five ghosts, but was escaped one person, still a big worry, and the inflammation, cold and elders All of them were seriously injured, and the Zongmen’s fighting power was stretched... This time the two elders were seriously injured, and several medical practitioners in the sect were devote themselves to nothing, only to hope for the outside world...

Compared with the elders of the cold, the aunt is actually more serious under the siege of the masters such as Du Guhong and the wolf brothers.

Before the Song Dynasty, she was the faction of her faction, but she died in the hands of Fang Yuan...

I don’t say anything about vengeance, but my heart must be thoughtful.

Even if Fang Yuan is willing to treat her, I am afraid she still believes in Fang Yuan, for fear of what he does.

After all, if a **** doctor wants someone to die and is not involved in himself, there are really too many ways.

In fact, there is still a choice in the teacher's language, that is, to ask the Dan teacher who helped Lin Leiyue alchemy.

Why do you have a lot of offerings, and how can you see the return of Lingzong?

The last time I was wrong, I didn’t owe a teacher a singer, and I wouldn’t be embarrassed. It’s even more reminiscent of Lin Leiyue’s refining.

"Han elder, the doctor, the temper is a little weird, there are many rules..."

Xu was the last time he was misunderstood, and his memory is still fresh. Lu Zhisen touched his head and hesitated.

"Reassured, these old men understand, after all, it is to go to the door to seek treatment for people..."

Han elders smiled and looked at Lin Leiyue: "Lin Shutou, I heard that this doctor, I also had a marriage contract with you, have you been to Shaoyang City before?"

As soon as I mentioned this, Lin Leiyue’s pretty face suddenly became a blush, and she took a deep breath: “It’s the same!”

"Pity……"

Han’s elders closed their eyes, and I don’t know if it’s a pity that Lin Leiyue is still a pity.

‘This person is mysterious, according to the meaning of the lord, it must also be used for its own use... at least not in the camp of others... and the secret of so advanced...’

He recovered his lazy posture before, and looked at the scorpion of Aoba City with a cold mang.

......

Glen.

"Call...ha..."

Fang Yuan was half-skinned, exhaled and sizzling, and there was a whirlwind on the ground.

"Hey!"

The shovel black eagle descends from the sky, and its claws are like hooks, and it is like a dragon, and it is like a cloud dragon to explore its claws. It is not the same as its speed and falling.

"Giggle!"

On the ground, a white light hit the ground and rushed at a speed that was difficult to discern.

"Good!"

In the face of this land and air attack, it is the combination of the two spirits, even the ordinary four-day masters have to be in a hurry.

Fang Yuan looked at the scene, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Iron cloth!"

He took a deep breath, his thoughts moved, his body was covered with iron cloth, his right foot was pulled out, and the soil on both sides was automatically separated.

Oh!

The leg shadow and the white light are at the touch of the eye, and the cloth on the legs of Fang Yuan is broken, revealing the strong and firm calf and the tight skin like iron, which is unharmed.

"Hey..."

The flower fox squats quickly backwards, but instead seems to have suffered a big loss, sucking up the air.

Huh!

Almost at the moment of its retreat, the wind whistling, and the huge eagle claws slammed down.

"Ha ha..."

Fang Yuan laughed loudly, his right hand raised his hand, his left hand pressed down, and became an eagle claw, facing the sky.

"Hey!"

When the eagle claws arrived, his eyes lit up, his hands grabbed, and he jerked again: "Give me down!"

Whizzing!

He shot like a wind, and the calculations were as electric. The two claws passed through the gap without any difference. The electric claws caught the iron claws of the black eagle and slammed.

boom!

Among the huge twists, the shovel black eagle fell to the ground, and there was a burst of smoke.

Such a heavy blow, even if it reinforces the iron bones, it is very unbearable, and repeatedly screams, can not signal.

"Giggle!"

The more psychic flower foxes are shaking the two small claws as if they are stunned.

"That's all... I just warmed up..."

Fang Yuan slowly received the work, watching the flower fox scorpion and the shovel black eagle, I saw that these two beasts were a little shivering, obviously eating a big loss of their own yin attribute internal force, could not help but go forward, conditioning them for one two.

'The change of the internal strength of the four-day masters is a change from ordinary internal forces. It is not good for the upper and lower ranks. Of course, no matter how much change, it will not be able to catch up with the force of the inner force. It is basically a different level of grinding. Pressure...'

Fang Yuan tasted the difference between the nine customs, and gradually realized his mind.

At this time, after hard training, his strength finally surpassed the two beasts, which is very significant.

At least, the spirit beast mixed in the law of the jungle, the sea must have the concept of weak meat, perhaps a friend of a mortal, but can not stand a weak master!

The first step in thoroughly taming the beast is to conquer it and prove that it has the power to transcend!

It seems that at this time, Fang Yuan feels that the shovel black eagle looks at his own eyes and has a different arrogance.

"With my current skill, with the two beasts, against the red-eyed white bird king, there should be no problem..."

After reaching this conclusion, Fang Yuan was somewhat embarrassed.

Even though he has already made up his mind, he has to win the entire Qingfeng Lingdi, but the red-eyed white bird king is a bird after all. If it is not hit, it will be taken away by it, will it be never forever in the future?

"I still wait until the plan is completed. I will break through the realm of the 11th Yuan Dynasty, and I will be foolproof!"

Fang Yuan’s mind was moved and he looked at his property bar:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 5.9

Gas: 5.8

God: 3.5

Age: 19

Repaired as: the ninth pass of the martial arts

Skills: black sand palm [five layers], eagle claw iron blouse [nine layers] (with yin attribute internal force strengthening)

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Level 3]"

"The four-day realm after the death, it really can increase the Shenyuan!"

Although it was not the first time I saw this, Fang Yuan’s face still showed a hint of happiness.

According to his previous speculation, the golden lock of the martial arts was the 12th gate of the building. In fact, the ancient powers separated the spirits level, which made the ordinary people have a glimpse of the power of the world.

In this way, it is naturally impossible to fight the flesh, and there must be a process of increasing the gods.

I just can't think of it. I have to go to the door of four days to have this step.

"And this magnitude... If the average person with only one foundation comes, even if it breaks through the Tianyuan Gate, I am afraid to reach the standard of the spirits, and it is very mysterious..."

This is why, in history, there are a lot of 12 full-fledged warriors, but for the rest of their lives they can't find the reason for entering Wuzong.

Heaven is hard! Wuzong level is even harder!