"Stand back," he shouted, and Shui Yunxiang flew up from the sky.
A light cloud fell on the rough man's chest. Lift your body and move back, away from danger.
Birds of prey, black-haired tigers with sharp fangs, swaying in the wind, treading the current as light as feathers, the tiger sings in the morning.
Too bad I didn’t get any flesh and blood.
The blood-stained eyes are swollen, the shadows of sharp claws and blades are surging, the front hooves are fast and urgent, and the black-furred tiger spirit circles, complementing each other and overwhelming 30%.
Two waves of spiritual color, silver carp and silver carp happily blend together, the brilliance overflows, the clothes and robes are blown by the wind, the water clouds hold the farewell book in the hand, talk, wood and heart...
The gestures are dancing quickly, two strings of horizontal clouds are connected to the eldest son of the comet, and there is a faint light around the body.
The eyes are sharp and sharp.
"Double talisman, thank you for your hard work."
"Remove disease."
The call is like an order, the two symbols are Chengdu, the sound of fish and dragon is Sanskrit, the fingers are spirally coiled, and they are played at any time.
The colorful rays of light intertwined with each other, the vast sea was clear, and the water flooded the sky, making it look like a tiger facing the sun.
The rough man lives three feet behind, and the old servant has a peach wall and a handrail. Pills are coming out of the clouds. They are dull and dull, just like ordinary mortal pills.
"You have lost too much blood. I will definitely record your merits in the family book."
The rough man was weak, his mouth trembled on his pale face, the pill entered his mouth, his eyebrows were frosty and white, and he said, "I can do it."
Half a quarter of an hour after entering the maze, they were attacked by birds of prey, one tiger and two wolves.
Zhongli Bi used his sword to pick up the thorns, and the white wolf rode on his back to shoot.
Three meters long, the fur-colored rolling paper is blank, authentic and natural, earthy and dusty. The gray eyeballs seem to be covered with gauze, briefly analyzing wisdom.
The long mouth of the horse's mouth contains a bloody blade, which can cut bones like frost.
The ferocious limbs are powerful and strong, and the wolf body is hunched and powerful.
Zhongli Bi washes his legs and clamps the wolf's body, two hairs at a time, hard work, the sunset is like a ring, locking the spiritual power.
The Sword Fairy's Tao is a split, three hurdles and five pressures, and everything turns into alkyne every day.
Cunningly bumping into the rock wall, rubbing against the rock wall, twisting left and right, trying to get off with strong and warm pressure.
The wolf fangs roared, and sometimes the moon was white, and the curved blade shone coldly, splitting the rock wall into pieces, and the upper wall collapsed.
The curved blade kills with one strike, and the second level of Qi training is more powerful than Shui Yunxiang and Zhou Yanxing.
Stepping on the wolf's body with his toes, he swung the two curved blades up and down. Zhongli Bi washed his back and flew past the cold light of the curved blades, hitting the rock wall in the air.
The cave is extremely dangerous and dangerous, and if a rock accidentally nods, the earthquake will shake the mountain.
Zhou Yanxing and three worshippers were at the southeast corner. It was not easy to enjoy. The old servant Taobi's sleeves were torn with several wolf claws.
Using the second level of Qi training spiritual power, Zhongli Bixi guessed that Bai Lang's strength was at the third level of Qi training.
"Help, ah, ah," there was a series of strange screams, and the beauty was dodging like frost, sword, and rocks.
What a mess.
The world has not yet arisen, the smoke and dust are pouring into the sky, Zhongli Bi washes himself over, steps on the rock wall with a beautiful jump, his sword flies down to the left, and his hand is filled with rain.
The spiritual power is dazzling, the sword body is in a cloud, and the sword retreats to chop.
The white wolf felt at ease, numb and numb, with white hair on his body, feeling comfortable for a moment. The opponent's sword is flaming lava.
Flying forward, the ice fell into the hell of thunder and fire. The white wolf worked hard and rushed forward without hesitation to cover this thundering black phoenix.
The swallow is tilted, Zhongli Bi washes his body outside the wolf, and kills the enemy with great force, slashing with the sword very sharply, coming up late from the right.
The strong spiritual power escaped, and the light pierced the bones.
The white wolf was hit by a sword, and blood flowed across his front left leg, and he lost three points of strength in an instant.
Assessing the situation, White Wolf chose to attack from a distance, easily doggy style, loose and dodge to avoid.
For several days in a row, the white wolf found an opportunity, and the water continued to flow westward, his teeth lining and sharp.
There is no trace of stepping on the snow, the speed is fast, the curtain hook is still cold, the claw hooks are dozens, the hook is in place and the flesh is red, it is unstoppable.
After singing, he returned to his acupuncture point. Zhongli Bi washed and picked up his sword, and walked away with the frost. The tomb was cold and silent, the wind was raging, and he was worried about his sword every time.
In the ethereal sky, there is no bitterness to complain about, the soul is free and late, there are many sorrows, and the tide finally rises in the sky.
The Great Lakes are flooded with tides.
The wolf's body was hit, but the sword did not rest. When the butterfly came out again, Zhongli Bi was washed with spiritual power.
The white wolf's nozzle was exhausted, and the pain was like a flame peeling off the skin, burning the tender flesh and blood inside.
In the spring forest, the sword was a little deeper. The white wolf slowly closed his eyes, accepted his fate with his right front paw, and suddenly struck back.
No less than the second level of Qi training, the residual wind of the storm.
"Struggle to the death," Zhongli Bi washed his left hand and turned it upside down. The spiritual power of his fingertips instantly eliminated the force of his claws.
After solving one of them, Zhonglibi washed his hands and turned around. Now, the sword fortune is coming.
The breeze comes slowly, the water waves are calm, the graceful Jiangnan Spring, the spiritual power stream, bends the sword body.
The morning sun rises, the spring butterfly turns back, the sting rises, the shape and shadow are gathered in the wind, the "z"-shaped sword.
"The first style of Qingfeng Sword,"
"bundle."
The power of the sword hangs in the air, the wind current continues rapidly, and on the earth, all the wind sounds come, and Gong Gong attacks and kills them.
With countless whirlwinds all over the sky, Zhou Yanxing killed the white wolf effortlessly.
Die and return.
Panting from exhaustion, Zhou Yanxing ignored his image, and his strong sleepiness made people lie on their backs, which was vulgar in capital letters.
The three sacrifices were even more pitiful. Zhongli Bi washed the pendant sword and used a lot of spiritual power. As expected, the first move of Qingfeng Sword was fought against Yan Lang before he could use it.
The rock wall is empty, and the ground is filled with stones, making the walk rough.
After Shui Yunxiang's raptor was dealt with.
There is a layer of cliffs and a suspended area in the sky, and when you go down into the abyss, there seems to be black mist rising.
There is no coming back. If you go down, you will die.
On the opposite side, the same cliffs, like volcanic earthquakes, cracked the faults of the underground kingdom.
The distance is just ten meters away, just fly over with spiritual power.
Bai Lang's two water-white inner elixirs are the three essences of Qi training.
Everyone rested, while Zhou Yanxing and Zhong Libi washed and absorbed the inner elixir, meditated on the floor, wandered in the air, and entered the realm of things and myself.
After calming down and calming down, the spiritual energy in the inner elixir was hooked by the chain, and the flesh and blood palm started.
The meridians are warm, the spiritual power flows to the limbs and bones, the heavenly spirit square cover, thick branches and dead leaves, soft and comfortable.
According to strength, the stronger, the faster.
Zhongli Bi washed his hands and the inner elixir turned into powder. He spread out his empty hands and sprinkled the powder on his fingers.
Like water held in a stream, seven seconds of memory remain. The fish are free and happy, carefree.
"Go on," Zhongli Bixi didn't dare to neglect. The cultivator raced against time. The cruel bird of prey would not let go of any food.
The black-haired tiger's inner elixir was so powerful that Zhongli Bi washed almost three of them with blood.
Kudos to everyone, after all, the deeper you go, the more protection you need.
The black inner elixir is about the second level of Qi training. When it is fully absorbed, the little raccoon system in the body becomes confused even when sleeping. When he raises his bear finger, the panel becomes ghostly for a second.
Don't worry about others seeing it.
"Aura value: 34383+300+92"
We are still in the middle stage of the third level of Qi training, and there is still a long way to go.
Shui Yunxiang lay on the rock wall, sleeping soundly. After taking the inner elixir he had brought with him, his injuries were completely healed.
Three hours later, on the opposite side, there was a thousand-foot-high roof, and the left and right houses were built with earthen walls and classified into categories.
"Place the tribute ornaments?" She thought it was the tomb, the beauty Rushuang said.
Zhou Yanxing looked at the man in his arms and said, "The body is too big, and the people live in houses."
It is not a burial object, but the breath of human life. Once upon a time, ancient books were written, anti-war soldiers were raised privately, and military training was carried out in underground caves.
The old servant Tao Bi felt a chill down his spine. No wonder the city here, a famous township leader, was massacred in one day and is now in ruins.
"The person who holds this person's tomb must be of high authority, city lord." The person who enshrined the stick said.
