Divine Brilliance

It is still the open space within the jungle. At this time, there is a light rain in Zhejiang and Zhejiang. The xuè on the ground is washed clean.

"'诡剑,任千愁, '岚剑, Xie Jun, 'Anger, Yuntao, and one hundred thousand xuèshā Li E Hui Ling, three congenital swordsmen who hope to log in to Wu Zong, plus this The future of the day, Li E Huiling.

The loss of Yunxiao Mountain is really not small."

In the middle of the jungle, a black figure is the head of the head. Dressed in a black cloak, the vaguely visible face, exquisite and beautiful, men and women do not distinguish, it seems extremely young. Looking up at the treetop.

"It's a pity! It's not beautiful, it's raining, all the xuè marks are diluted. Besides you and me, there are at least five people who have been here before. We have been here before. Estimated even if there are traces Can't find it either"

Beside him, there is another person, also a black sè costume, but it does not cover his face. The nose is so large that it occupies half of the face, and it is exactly the eye of Zéi, which is a wretched one. The haze that has flashed from time to time is even more chilling. At the moment, it was a careless patrol.

"It's not the life of the teacher. I want to find the guy who is the old man. Why do you want to find it here? Although it was taken by Zongyang of the Tianshan Mountain, I will send the son back. But a few former teachers. Respect is not that their bid is too low, has already been pushed away? The dry Tianshan Shizi, now has nothing to do with us!"

"Nature has a relationship!"

The handsome young man smiled coldly and walked over to a pine tree, faintly said: "The congenital returning strong people who have a relationship with this Tianshan Shizi are mostly in the vicinity of Yunshengcheng. The people of Yunshengcheng, how much know Some things I have to wait for, Ling Yunzong will not easily go to Mi Lao. I think about it, and only this group of people is most likely. I don’t know if Qiu Ling’s teacher returned to his brother, why not?”

When talking, this handsome young detective took a broken branch into his hand, and after looking at the broken mouth, he immediately sighed.

"There is no shortage of life. This man is a very fierce sword! No, it is 100,000 xuèshā"

"The sword of Li Yi Hui Ling is very powerful. The shā back to the people who are not blinking! I am a little embarrassed. So the beautiful wife was smashed by him and turned into a cup of loess. It is a pity! Give it to me to play. How good is it to play? But it’s even better to be a shā person. I wonder if it’s the sudden Xuanwu Zong’s hand that suddenly appeared?”

Seeing Jun Qiao’s youth silently did not answer, Qiu Ling did not care, and began to move around: “But the Yunshi’s return to the brother, what you said before, is very reasonable. At that time, near the Yunsheng City, people who are qualified to be old, At least 70% of this group of people! Maybe it is the four who have been smashed here!"

Suddenly, I stared at the foot and the head of Li E Hui Ling still squinted. Qiu Ling’s brow picked and sneered.

"Everyone has already made such a stunned expression to whom to look at it? No life, no sword, who can you win?"

The competition is to raise the foot and take a step. The head of this Li E Hui Ling is like a watermelon.

However, the next moment, Qiong Ling’s look suddenly changed: “Is it Jianqi?”

Countless fierce temperament, suddenly b at the foot. The body shape of Qiu Ling is dying, and bào retreats to twenty feet.

However, there are still countless scars at the foot, and there are countless wounds in the foot. It is a curse: "This Li E Hui Ling, how come s smashed and hurts! Fortunately, the old scorpion reacts quickly. Hey, some are not one by one."

Looking back at the situation just now, Qiu Ling’s time was a cold sigh: “It’s at the neck, not Li’s returning spirit, but the person who shā his, the sword and the sword are all condensed and not full. More than enough. This person, really is it! It really does not eclipse, is Xuanwu Zong!"

The young man surnamed Yun, then the body was also flying and even before Li E Huiling, the well-preserved body, looked at the broken mouth. After a moment, I quietly shook my head: "No! Not at the level of the sword. Feelings should be just innate, but how is this possible? Who is better than the innate returning person in this world? Who can win more than 100,000 xuèshā? The technique of land rushing is quick and unparalleled. Otherwise, it will not be in the dozens of chasing shā, and repeatedly fleeing. Who can make him escape even if he escapes?"

The more you say the more doubts, the eyes are all doubts. And the hatred that is cleaning up the wound is also stunned.

If it is shā that Li E Hui Ling people, is a Xuanwu sect, this matter is not surprising, only a secret feeling that this 100,000 xuèshā life is not good. But if it is a shot, it is just a congenital martial artist. Then the nature of this event is a very different difference.

If this matter spreads in the cloud world. Not only is the east of Yunlu, but it is necessary to shock the earthquake. Even if the middle of the cloud, it must be alarmed.

The name of 100,000 xuèshā Li E Hui Ling, shocking is not only east to Yunlu. Can be innate in this situation, this person 诛 shā, this person is strong, do you have to go far more than 100,000 xuèshā?

The brow of the young man surnamed Yun was also quietly wrinkled. After a long while, he smiled and laughed. He shot the palm of his hand and turned Li’s body back into ashes.

"The teacher returned to the younger brother, this time I asked you for the blessing. I really found something interesting. It may not be related to Mi Lao, but now I am very curious, I have to see one."

Again and again

In the back of the Yunling Palace, Long Ruo was driving the giant mosquito and flew to a temple in the distance.

This palace in the clouds is located in the depths of the clouds. A vast area of ​​the week can not see the marginal clouds.

The beauty of the scenery is really a world. However, if you are used to it, it is just an ordinary one.

When Long Ruzhi went to the front of the stone temple, he flew down from his own guardian spirit, and then walked in and walked.

Although the area is large, people are scarce. If the dragon walks through the door, indirectly, the space of the coward in the stone hall is only sitting on the five people.

Four of them were dressed in green robes, with a dry face and closed eyes, sitting on the left and right sides. Only the top one, the face is like a crown jade, it looks like a lacquer, and looks beautiful, about seventeen or eight years old, at this moment, looking at it,

"But strange why I will call you? And look at this!"

During the conversation, the teenager in the church waved with a blue light. If the dragon is looking for a brow, it will show off the sè, the big sleeves are swaying, and a force of xī is emitted. Bring the blue light and carefully in your hand. It is a small sword with a length of two feet.

"It's a broken blade!"

Long Ruo’s brows were picked up, and then he was overjoyed and looked forward to the top and left: “Thank you for the respect of the Master and the uncle’s love. With this sword, Long Ruo’s Royal Swordsmanship will definitely be stronger.”

Then he was curious and said: "This is a broken sword, but I don't know where it was made? It is not the legend that Zongmen has been searching for two hundred years and has not fallen. Is this sword already ruined by that person?"

&nbsǎi came, and found this sword is the dry Tianshan Zongshou. Zàng in an ordinary black wave sword, it is really unexpected! For mǎi to put this sword, the man is mad with two people, a five-order soul beast. If you are a dragon, you have to make up for him."

When the teenager above said that he was here, he frowned slightly: "The madman also said that this shoud, with a double pulse and no fǎ practice, has nothing to do with it. But this person can find this sword, Obviously there is some luck in luck. If you look at him if you look at him, do you really think that he has no hope of practicing?"

“Nothing! What's in the air?”

Long Ruo was quietly surprised. He remembered that when he met the previous time, the dry Tianshan Shizi had clearly reached the position of the martial arts, and the foundation was not weak. Why did the ancestors madly return to the younger brother, would they say that the child had nothing to do with it?

Immediately, I didn’t care, or this one completely gave up hope, and I couldn’t let it go. With the body of the double veins, repairing the refining martial arts, all the time is cool back xíng, giving up is not strange.

After pressing this doubt, I didn't hesitate any more. Long Ruo shook his head: "Remember that the past life and the Master said, this child has another hidden danger. The soul is broken, there is a barrier to heaven. I expect him to live this life. At most, you can only go to the secret martial arts position! As for the spirit fǎ, once you get out of the dilemma, you will undoubtedly. If you read it wrong, you will dug my eyes away.

The youngster in the church immediately chuckled, and after a long while, it turned into a pity of sigh: "It's a pity! This is a good heart, and the martial arts and Fulu talents are also extremely topless. Why is it just that there is no practice? It is impermanent, really Unpredictable!"

If the dragon is silent, he does not know why, just when he said the words. In the midst of the soul, suddenly there is a kind of inexplicable uneasiness. It seems that it is the wrong thing to make up for nothing, and the heart is shuddering.

The boy did not notice the difference of Long Ruo~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After sighing, his expression also dignified: "A year later, it is the opening of the Dragon Gate. Zhu Zongdi will return to the gathering of Julong Mountain. East Many strong people in Yunlu will also participate, but only 20 of these thousands of people will have the opportunity to observe Wu Sheng.

My ancestor is now getting the hand, and only you and the ancestors are mad. If you have these scorpions, you need to be prepared for life! If I lost my face, I would never be light! ”

This sound is like a morning bell and a drum, so that if the dragon suddenly returns to God, immediately conceal all misunderstandings. Towards the top, I am grateful to the ceremony: "If the dragon understands, he will never be looked down upon by the master and the uncles!"

There is no excitement in the chest, and Longmen Wusheng takes a picture, only once every 100 years. It was the martial arts of a famous monk who had been in the world of eternal shocks. The stone wall left by the qīn hand, who can have the enlightenment, heard that it was not all martial arts.

Although he is a spiritual master, he is biased toward sword repair. Wu Sheng’s photo is equally important to him.

It is even more fascinating, and it is a day of competition with many heroes in the east of Yunlu!

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