The sword light is extremely dazzling, with the power to break the mountain and the sea.

　　 Even the sobbing north wind is stagnant, and the world is silent.

　　Dong Chenyu saw this terrifying and terrifying scene, secretly took a breath of air, and secretly said in his heart, what... what kind of sword is this? How could it be so scary? This sword simply broke his cognition of swordsmanship, and a pinnacle of a spirit can actually display such a sword. He can only use the words of the unprecedented.

　　 The sense of crisis in the mind has reached the extreme, every cell and every hair on the body seems to scream.

　　 quickly spit out the turbid gas in his chest, and Dan Lake completely boiled. At this moment, even if he was a venerable man, he did not dare to trust him.

　　 Converged his mind, gathered his breath, suddenly roared, and a voice like a demon came out.

　　 The heavens and the earth were quiet for a while. If that was the case, the bone spurs bent like deer horns grew on his head, breathing black gas and terrifying. An enchanted rune instantly lit up from every piece of his skin.

　　 I saw Dong Chenyu raised his hand and pressed forward, and a dark shadow was suddenly condensed.

A fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed his eyebrow with one hand, ripped a piece of flesh, roared up in the sky, and said, "Sacrifice!" When the voice fell, the black shadow had a big mouth, showing sharp white teeth, This piece of flesh was swallowed in one gulp, and the body swelled up suddenly, getting bigger and bigger. At the end, it directly covered the range of seven or eighty feet, and then suddenly condensed into a hundred-foot dragon. His eyes were red, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty colors, and countless corrosive gases radiated out. His scales were black and shone with cold light, as if cast from stainless steel, a breath of appalling breath.

　　 Dong Chenyu's face was crazy, he shouted: "Go to death!"

　　 While speaking, raise your hand to point forward.

　　 This Jiaolong roared, a circle of invisible air waves swept all directions, a tail curled up, rolling the mist.

　　 At this time, if someone looks down from the sky, they will not believe it, this thousands of square feet seems to become an independent space.

　　 A condensed sword light slashed toward the front. Around the sword light, numerous aura bubbles appeared, turning into aura swords, and turned toward the sword aura, like a pilgrimage.

On the other side, a dragon was roaring up in the sky, like a mad demon, his eyes were full of violent gas, looming in the black mist, and the black mist was lifted away at once, like the crumbling water of the Yangtze River, endlessly, from a distance When it hit, even the space was undulated with countless fine ripples.

　　 said that it was going to be too late, Jianguang and Jiaolong slammed into each other, there was no roar resounding from the world, but instead the sound was like a spring rain.

　　 stalemate for a while, each has its own outcome.

He Jian looked bleak and sighed, "If it had been, alas... I will say that these are in vain now." At this moment, he was already dying of death, because his gas engine was wrapped in layers by Dong Chenyu, even if he wanted to go, I couldn't get away, there was nothing unwilling in my heart, only a slight bitterness.

　　 At this moment in Dong Chenyu's heart, there was a huge wave in his heart. The dark road, which monster was cultivated in the end? This kind of sword trick is not a bit complicated, and points directly to the heart.

　　He is determined that if the other party is also a venerable person, under this trick, he does not have the strength to fight back and will be killed in seconds.

　　 One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After 　　, the gap between cultivation and practice became apparent.

　　Although this sword light has a meaning of nothing but nothing, but He Jian's cultivation base is far from that of His Holiness.

　　 gradually showed a decline, a feeling of lack of stamina, and even a sign of collapse.

Seeing this scene, Dong Chenyu was overjoyed in his heart and said coldly: "You still want to win a half of the day, but you can't brush it!" The sound did not fall, and the light from the lake appeared in Danhu At the same time, a large mouthful of blood was spouted into the body of the dragon, and suddenly the dragon's momentum was greatly increased.

　　 "Isn't that enough? It seems that I can only melt my sword with my body..." He Jian sighed.

　　 As soon as this thought started, his Dantian began to burn like a furnace, with no joy in his eyes.

"Senior He, don't do it!" An eager voice exploded, and no one arrived. The sound came first. The golden sword marks engraved on the back of Ouyang Ming's hand resonated with the spurting swordsmanship He He cut out. With joy, the golden light rose into the sky.

　　 "This, back to Jianfeng?" He Jian trembles even his body.

　　 Converged, and shouted loudly: "Brother Yu, lend me a sword!"

　　 Ouyang Ming slightly stunned, his frowning eyebrows relaxed, spit out the words: "Borrow!" The fog in my heart spread out, and there was a feeling of turning the clouds and seeing the blue sky. In my heart, no wonder, no wonder that Senior He would invite me to go out to find wood, and always tried with a sword. It turned out that he had a great relationship with Hui Jianfeng. Although Ouyang Ming had long speculated in his heart that He Jian was not simple, he never thought that he would have anything to do with Hui Jianfeng or even Xu Aoran.

　　 The sound of "borrowing" has not dissipated. The golden light flashed on the back of Ouyang Ming's hand, and a joyous sword sound came out, blending into the sword light cut by He Jian.

　　 The two quickly merged, as if alcohol and water were dissolved together.

　　He Jian's sword light exploded, and the whole sky was already full, and there was a kind of power.

　　 "Break me!" He Jian's eyes flashed coldly, his long sword fluttered boldly, and the sword was very bright.

　　 also gave Ouyang Ming a color, and signaled him to take the opportunity to retreat.

　　 "Boom..." Jianguang exploded, and the color of the world changed, inflaming the fire of Liaoyuan. A wave of air that could destroy all living beings swept away in all directions, and the mist stirred the void, just like countless large pens drawing large circles in the yellow sand, overlapping them together, the yellow sand was in the sky, bursting in an instant, foot There are dozens of feet tall.

　　 This momentum to destroy all things, even Dong Chenyu did not dare to shake it, and could only avoid the edge.

　　 And, the power that exploded on this sword in his heart created a natural fear, like ice falling into a volcano, like an ordinary orc encountering a **** beast.

　　 When the light spread out, the ground was covered with black sky and black smoke, Ouyang Ming and He Jian's figure had completely disappeared.

Dong Chenyu looked gloomy, glanced at the cracked opening of his long sleeves, and secretly said in his heart, only the edge of the sword gas collapsed my long sleeves, making my blood tumbling. This alone is enough to make you proud. . But in this tone, my blood jiao family can't swallow it, this hatred, I will definitely report it.

　　At the same time, the big hand waved down fiercely, and the space within a few tens of feet was exploded. He glanced at the horizon, his figure flashed, and he went away in an instant.

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　　In the sky, Ouyang Ming carried He Jian and swept outwards.

　　Turn your wrist, take out a pill, and hand it to He Jian, whispering: "Senior He, this is Reiki Pill, which has the effect of healing, and it can also restore Reiki, you eat it first."

He Jian's sleeves gently wiped the blood stains from his mouth. He knew in his heart that Ouyang Ming was a master of alchemy, and he was not short of immortality or hypocritical. After taking it, he swallowed it and said weakly, "Brother Yu, thank you, if not you Borrowing that sword, I have to explain where my old bone is."

　　 "Your boss is awe-inspiring." Ouyang Ming complimented.

　　 The same is true. How many spirits dare to face His Holiness and say you go first?

　　 How many people who know that they will die but are not afraid, just for the conviction and persistence in their hearts?

　　 He Jian's complexion turned white, his eyes were condensed, and he came straight to the point, saying: "Brother Yu, forgive me, I wonder if you have heard of Hui Jianfeng?"

　　Ouyang Ming's eyes shrank slightly inwards, and even the breath was a little disordered. He nodded gently and said, "I heard."

　　Even if Ouyang Ming was affirmed in his heart, he was still very pleasantly surprised when he heard this question. After all, this is one of his purposes to enter the Daxu.

　　He Jian did not ask deeply, after all, now is not a good time to talk about things.

　　 However, in the eyes of the two people communicating with each other, they can see the surprise in each other's heart. They all knew that they had found the right person this time.

　　 On the other side, Xiao Lan was staring at the windmill in the tree hole, counting it a few times in silence.

　　 One circle, two circles, three circles...150 circles.

　　 The spirit stone on the ground lit by the fire of the phoenix is ​​much dim, but it can still barely see the surroundings.

When a cold wind blew, Xiaolan shivered and shrank back, only to feel cold all over, and murmured, "The windmill has already turned 170 turns, why haven't you come back yet? Don't you want me?" When she thought of it, she only felt that it was darker outside and the wind blowing colder.

　　 There is less and less aura in the spirit stone, and the light emitted is getting darker and darker~lightnovelpub.net~ Almost only a little red light remains.

　　Xiao Lan's body kept shrinking backwards, her body curled up.

　　 was terribly afraid and cried out in a low voice, not every child was as strong as Xiaoman.

　　 "Xiao Lan, are you?" At this time, a gentle voice came from the darkness.

　　 This sound is not loud, even a little bit subtle, but the darkness in Xiao Lan's heart is dispelled, just like the summer sun shines into her heart.

　　After a long while, fire light ignited in the tree hole.

　　Ouyang Ming took the lean meat from the space bag and grilled it carefully.

　　 He is a high-level spirit person, He Jian is the peak of the spirit person. It doesn’t matter if you don’t eat for a few months, but Xiaolan doesn’t work.

　　He Jian's face is already much better, sitting beside the firewood, Xiao Lan is sitting beside him, crying and making noises, very sensible.

　　 It's just that when she looks at the meat on the wood, a different look will appear in her eyes.

　　 Soon, an appetizing scent came out of the tree hole.

　　 "Xiao Lan, are you hungry? Have a quick bite." Ouyang Ming smiled softly and handed over a piece of meat, a little more pity between Meiyu.

　　 "Thank you." Xiao Lan replied, raising her hand timidly to take it, eating it bit by bit, looking Juanjuan delicate.

　　 "Senior He also eats a little bit, there is spiritual power in the meat, which is also good for the injury." He said, and also handed over the past.