"Yes, it is... Yu Leizong Xiaohua!!" Zhu Chenghe once again looked at the horror on his face. "The first squad of Yu Leizong, the first great power of Yu Leizong, oh, was sent to Quanji Mountain Spirit. The stone vein... was killed by the swordsman...?"

Seeing here, Zhu Chenghe did not know what to do, and he took a long breath!

"Call~ This 厮... How did you escape? The old man saw him in the flying sword of the Mingjian real person!" Zhu Chenghe suddenly realized, "But... the old man just saw him being shackled." In the middle, although it is mortal, but... Bijing did not see him, it is difficult... He has another adventure? However, fortunately he yijing died in Quanshan, otherwise..."

Thinking of this, Zhu Chenghe suddenly turned his eyes on the other jade slips scattered, but seeing his eyes flashed a trace of panic, and he couldn’t wait to grab his hand. All the jade slips fell in his hands. Then, God thought immediately immersed in it!

Sure enough, but it is between the fingers, that Zhu Chenghe face as dead, almost incredulously called: "Quanshan Mountain Lingxiao big itch ww." "Please search for floating astronomy, the novel is better to update faster!. 尤桓鬃诘谝恍 "" 佣 盍 盍 矗≌狻庠趺磌 eneng???"

Then, he again immersed the gods in all the jade slips, carefully read them again, and never saw any news of Xiao Hua, he only took Yu Jian carefully into his arms.

Zhu Chenghe stood there quietly, had a meal, and then moved, his body flew out of the cave, and it was too late to close the cave. He was like a meteor flying out of this fairy-like cave, and rushed into Zhong Xiu. One of the mountains disappeared!

North of the Sky City. At high altitudes, the clouds are densely covered, and the sky is covered tightly.

Although this cloud is extremely heavy, there is no shime lightning, nor snow and ice. However, faint, a thunder from far and near is gradually sounding! The thunder was rolling, it was so harsh that it seemed to be under the clouds!

When the thunder was near, another figure flashed in the sky. It is faster than a meteor. Rushing across the sky, the clouds are all gone! Staying behind this figure is not only a scattered cloud, but also a thunder between the clouds!

This person is naturally Xiao Hua!

It is said that Xiao Hua left the Sky City. Immediately, I was heading northeast. Stay away from the sight of the Sky City. Immediately encourage the Royal Thunder to fly straight to the north. Although the real person in the snowy area flew out of the Sky City immediately after receiving the report from the city guard, his first direction was wrong, and... his flight speed was no faster than Xiaohua. How can he catch up with Xiao Hua? He is destined to be empty-handed and back! ! !

However, the poor Xiao Hua, actually not zhidaoziji in the eyes of the real world of the snow city yijing stunned, still flying there!

Pushing the mana, the Royal Thunder will be cast to the limit, a free and easy ganjiao filled the body and mind of Xiao Hua, every hole in the body is full of joy, seems to swim between the world, take off All the jealousy is the life he should have!

Xiao Hua squinted at the eyes, but the **** of the space was carefully scrutinized by the sword of the Yuanshen in the memory of Qin Jian. This secret technique is used by the sword of sword repair. Naturally, It's hard to understand, and there are a lot of embarrassments, but it is the word of sword repair. Although Xiaohua has gotten a lot of time, he can enter the country very slowly!

However, Xiao Hua did not panic. If he was able to gain enlightenment within a short period of shijian, he doubted the true and false of this secret technique. It was difficult to enlighten him. He was only practical in his heart, and this secret technique did not break through. Once broken, it must be a great benefit to his cultivation!

So free for a dozen days, seeing it is a dawn, in the distance of the right hand in the sky, a ray of sunshine shot out of the ground, the whole world will be illuminated in a flash, Xiao Hua will be a mouth, a mouthful of essence, No entrance...

Just in the shihou where he shut up and swallowed, his gaze was stagnant!

But seeing him directly in front of him, a purple color between the heavens and the earth, the purple is so pure and so confusing, like a flash of glaze instantly attracts Xiao Hua's gaze, straight into his eyes It is also his heart!

"Aster flowers ~ ~" Xiao Hua is almost screaming, swallowing a bitter, ganjiao in the throat like a dry land.

The purple in front of the sky, the velvet-like flow, the splendid color, and it seems that the purple flame is dancing, revealing the charm of the enchanting, vain! ! !

I saw the sable flower, Xiaohua natural zhidao is where the sword is, ziji and meiyou lost direction, waiting for the sun that swayed Xiaoyu mainland to fall on the left hand side of Xiaohua, in front of it is the overwhelming gardenia Now!

But see this is a three-foot-high spirit grass. The rhizome with blood-red blood on the purple shading is spit out from the dry ice layer. From the roots, the dense blood red silk gradually breaks into the purple. Until the purple branches are purified. On the two-foot-long pure purple branches, there are purple petals that are only the size of the rice. The petals are hollow, and the meiyoushime flower, all the petals seem to be wrapped together, as if never opened, tebie Yes, the abnormality of the rounded oval on the purple petal is like a purple teardrop falling! If it is a single plant aster flower, it does not feel how good it looks, not even shime appealing. But hundreds of thousands of millions of aster flowers spread all over the snowfield, all over Xiaohua's field of vision. What's more, the afterglow of the west falls on the petals, and the purple color is stunned. Blood red, really makes the whole world full of grief.

Xiao Hua’s heart suddenly gave birth to a sad feeling. Looking at the breeze, the purple flowers and waves that followed each other, said: “For thousands of years, there are not many monks and swordsmen who have been buried here for thousands of years. How many blood is spilled here, each of these sable flowers is afraid of being a living person, and each tiny petal is afraid of the dripping blood of them. Although they are fallen, their souls are unyielding. Although they are fallen, their hearts are open-eyed! Unfortunately, what they see is not light, they can only see the frost, they can only see blood, only... year after year, day after day Swordsman and monk's killing!!!"

Feeling for a moment, Xiao Hua took his heart and said: "Swordsman... is one of the top ten dangers of the Xi State. The poor road has never heard of Shi Leiyijing of Yu Leizong! I can't think of the scenery here. Magnificent! But the magnificent is only the surface, the infinite sin is still inside! Just like this killing, although the sorrowful sighs but the killing, the poor road can not be soft, the poor road is neither willing to be one of the swords The sable flower can only be done by others. Maybe after a few days, the sword will add a dead soul!"

Xiao Hua released the knowledge of the Buddha, and gradually spread like a tentacles into the sword! It is precisely, when his Buddha’s knowledge crosses these aster flowers, the sword slams out and gradually produces a sharp ganjiao, which is to cut off his buddhism, and the unspeakable tingling pass will come. Forcing Xiao Hua to take back the Buddha.

Deeply took a breath of clear air, Xiao Hua zhidao, here is still the edge of the sword, it is the place where the sable flower is rotten, and then going inside, it must be the battlefield of Wan Gu Jian Xiu and Tao Xiu, inside Not only is there a lot of previously broken arrays and sword arrays, but there are also many spatial cracks caused by the fight! This crack is afraid of being in general, and it is as dangerous as anyone who goes in!

"The snowy plateau has always been full of water-based heaven and earth. At this point, the faint golden gas is revealed from the air. The depth of the sword is a flying sword. The flying sword is Mixed with the soul of the sword repair, day and night in the broken sword meaning sad, and there is the moisture of the golden gas, is the grave of Feijian. Mo said that the monk of the Tao, even if the sword repair of the country, if not Very clear path, break not dare to rush deep!" Xiao Hua glanced at it, and meiyoushime went deep into the idea of ​​Jian Jian, took a hand, took out the jade slip, and looked at it, smiled, "small I want to make some contribution to the sword, and plant a sable flower!"

After that, it was very carefully identified the direction, along the edge of the aster flower, a hill that was slightly higher than a hill was flying.

Waiting for half an hour, the night yijing came, Xiao Hua fell on the ground, look around, although here is a little higher than the side, but the aster flower is still all over, and just right, in the purple There is a small bulge in the flowers. It seems to be a large boulder. Xiao Hua strolled over and a few sables wiped his robes along the way.

"It's very good here!" Xiao Hua floated on the boulder, looked left, closed his eyes and adjusted.

The night gradually dissipated, and the whole world was shrouded in darkness. The original purple-sworded sword was now full of blood red. This blood red replaced the white purple temptation and all the under the dark night sky was dip. !

"Oh? Purple... Was it **** at night?" Xiao Hua stretched out in the "blood sea", quite a bit puzzled, but seeing it, he was surrounded by blood red, and the blood red was Spotted spots are a bit weaker than the brilliance of fireflies. When Xiao Hua looked at the sable flowers around him, he mingbai, and the purple color of the aster flower seen in the day is the petal. This purple flower is wrapped up again, now the night, the petals Purple yijing can't see qingchu, but the blood color inside the petals is revealed again. This blood color contains brilliance, naturally it reveals the petals at night, so this heaven and earth becomes bloody!

"Glorious, mournful!!" Xiao Hua felt a moment, just closed his eyes and adjusted his interest.

After half an hour, the night was jinging like ink, and the night wind blew above the sword. The sable flower also swayed with the night wind. This blood color is more like a **** sea, Xiao Hua The flashing, almost invisible golden light of the body is like a small boat in the **** sea, drifting. (To be continued...)