Immortal Soaring Blade

Su Su's face is embarrassed with a shy smile. Facing Zhao Jiuge's inquiry, she gently shakes her head, and then her eyes twinkle with the light of thinking. She is not sure that "is it..." It has something to do with ghosts. At least it's the monks who built the foundation. "

"Hum, I don't want to know I'm in the village." A burst of drinking through the spirit power clear spread to the village, killing tengtengteng!

Two people are stunned, familiar with the spiritual power wave, gather corpse to decide!

Zhao Jiuge's heart sank, looking at Su Su solemnly, "let's go, it's a blessing, it's not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided." Voice with a trace of hoarseness, because of excitement, tone slightly changed. Compared with Zhao Jiuge, Su Su Su is particularly calm at this time.

Every household in the village has been awakened by such a big movement, but no one dares to come out and see. For a time, the light in the village goes out one after another, leaving only darkness and silence.

Village entrance.

Covered in the black robe, the thin and gloomy old man stood in the air and looked coldly at a man and a woman coming out of the room. The strong wind was blowing everywhere, and the fierce spiritual power of the whole body was filled with heavy pressure, which made people a little breathless.

Looking at two young girls with good looks and outstanding accomplishments, the thin and gloomy old man felt a dull pain in his heart. He was old enough to let his son's cultivation be promoted to the spiritual realm. He didn't expect that when he was going to shut up and become a Dan, his son died! He wanted to stay until his elixir was ten percent. He took his son far away from Dongyang City and went to other places. He continued to strengthen his cultivation and improve his longevity. He was happy in the world.

However, his short-lived son died in front of them. They were afraid that they would meet some experts from the outside world because they were practicing evil methods. Therefore, they lived in seclusion near Dongyang City to get this kind of small place. Relying on the present state of building foundation, they were like fish in water. Thinking of these thin and gloomy old people, he could no longer suppress his own emotion: "I will not make you two younger generation soul refining today, I am sorry for my dead son!"

Killing the sky, cold words shocked the soul of Zhao Jiuge!

"It's you

Seeing the thin and gloomy old man, Zhao Jiuge's face was greatly surprised, staring at his eyes. The old man in front of him was the old man who bid for the black dragon whip in the auction house that day, and then he disappeared after the auction.

On that day, seeing the old man in the black robe, he felt very uncomfortable. His whole body exuded a gloomy feeling. His eyes were numb as if he were staring at people like a poisonous snake. Yesterday, when I met that strange young man, I felt familiar with him. It turned out that it was the thin old man who had his son.

On the second floor of that day, during the auction, the curious Zhao Jiuge also asked Mo Longjie about the origins of the people below. In front of him, the thin and gloomy old man called himself the old man with ten thousand corpses. His cultivation depended on the aura of the night and the corpse on the corpse. His temperament was strange, but his cultivation made him dissatisfied with many people, but he was afraid of him Self cultivation.

There are several magic weapons in the past, and the cultivation skills are not liked by people, so I always walk alone and have no friends. Zhao Jiuge secretly scolded him for his bad luck. If he had not run away and intruded into the mound by mistake, the old man with ten thousand corpses happened to be practicing there. He threatened to suck his own essence and Su Su's blood essence and move his hand first. Otherwise, who will have nothing to kill, not to kill him will not lead to this old man.

At the time when Zhao Jiuge secretly scolds, the old man of ten thousand corpses has already been unable to bear the inner indignation and anger. The fierce blood red spirit power rolled out, and the surrounding scenery was covered with blood color for a time. The roaring livestock had no sound, only the shaking of the branches and leaves of trees.

The terrifying pressure made both of them breathe fast and heavy. The spirit power of light gold and milky white surged out one after another, protecting their surroundings tightly. For a time, the light of three colors glittered and flowed in the small village.

Step forward, will Su Su Su to protect behind, their own light gold spiritual power become rich, momentum constantly rising I'll come. You can't deal with him. " Su Su has not finished a word, Zhao Jiuge has already started.

Zhao Jiuge has never been a passive person. Since the war of killing a son can't be avoided, it's better to start by yourself. The light golden power twinkles in the right hand and beats several times.

Ning sword, oblique finger.

The light of the pale gold sword is constantly changing, and its momentum is like a rainbow. One sweep brings up a layer of spiritual power and turns into a waterfall of spiritual power, whistling away, and several rolling kills the old man of ten thousand corpses.

Hum, there is no gorgeous light, no large range of action. With a slight cold hum, the old man of ten thousand corpses pinches his hand and flicks it. The blood color and aura of rice grain size cuts across in an instant and melts into the dazzling golden sword light.

There was no shaking of the earth and mountains. The two collided, and the sword light disappeared like ice and snow, and then the blood red rice magic power disappeared. In the late period of building the foundation state and the early stage of spiritual transformation, the spiritual power was just like a sword in the sky and on the ground, but the old man with ten thousand corpses just flicked it out.

The blue sword was destroyed yesterday. The magic weapon had only left the fire flag. His hands trembled in front of his chest, and his hands were printed on his hands. A domineering and pleasant sound of a dragon was heard all around him. The powerful and powerful Golden Dragon hovered in the sky of Zhao Jiuge.When the old man saw the appearance of the golden dragon, he was surprised for a moment, but he was only surprised for a moment. He recovered his indifference and lifted it lightly with one hand. The bloody sword condensed by the spirit power suddenly appeared in his hand. Even if you don't practice, the spiritual power of building the base realm is always absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, and automatically transforms it into spiritual power. Because in building the base environment, the Dantian array has been formed and can be absorbed automatically.

Zhao Jiuge also needs time to refine his long sword of aura. The old man of ten thousand corpses can finish it in an instant. With his right hand gently waving, the seemingly ordinary sword is then cleaved towards the Golden Dragon. The bloody sword light is poured into the night, like a river of blood in the sky.

Today's Golden Dragon is not only more concise, but also bigger. Its golden scales are lifelike and light golden. When you see the sword light splitting, the dragon's eyes twinkle. As always, they are fearless, dancing and galloping away.

"Bang..."

The golden tail of the Dragon flew against the wind from the top to the bottom, and the bloody sword light splashed everywhere. The spirit power hit the surrounding trees, and the trunk suddenly stopped and broke. However, the body of the golden dragon became dim, and it seemed to dissipate at any time. The pale gold body surface was entangled with the gray smoke of yesterday, but it was more intense and gloomy than yesterday.

The Golden Dragon screamed bitterly and rolled over its body. Its claws crazily grasped the winding smoke on its body. Because of this blow, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and gloomy smell. The old man of ten thousand corpses didn't expect that this sword would lead to such a result. He was greatly surprised. However, this did not stop him from thinking of revenge. His killing intention was still cold.

Zhao Jiuge complained incessantly, but his dark eyes were still full of fighting spirit. Today, he knocked down the iron plate. The heart is always shouting, roaring.

Power! power! power!

I was bullied in the mountain village when I was young. However, I was bullied by others all the time. I am eager for strength in my heart. I want to practice hard and I don't want to be trampled on any more!

There was a flash of light in front of me. It's the flag of Lihuo, with its silver face inlaid with gold filigree. It's the ferocious look in his eyes, biting his teeth, and his face is ferocious. Despite the exhaustion of the spiritual power that was injured yesterday, his body just recovered soon after that, which urges the flag of Lihuo!

Whoosh.

The fire is towering, and the bloody and gloomy air is suddenly expelled. The light brought by the dancing flame is a little more comfortable in Zhao Jiuge's heart. Ten thousand corpse old man saw the startled fire, his face twisted and became cruel.

I didn't expect that this little boy brought him so many accidents that he didn't want to waste his time. The old man suddenly said something in his mouth. A half man high cloth flag was set up in the void in front of his chest. The whole cloth banner is black and gray. Once it comes out, the whole body is filled with strong Yin Qi, and it is also surrounded by strong gray gas.

All of a sudden, the clouds were thick.

Even the silver moon in the night is quietly hiding behind the dark clouds. With the acceleration of the old man's fingerprints, his lips are not constantly chanting. The black and gray cloth banners are buzzing and shaking, as if something is going to break out of the body.

Zhao Jiuge was stupidly staring at the mysterious cloth banner. The strange and terrible movement made him forget to urge the fire flag attack for a time. Su Su Meimu looked at the black gray cloth flag in the hands of the old man of ten thousand corpses. When the black gray cloth flag finally began to shake violently, his eyes were unbelievable, staring at his eyes, "quick! Stop him

After hearing Su Su Su's cry, Zhao Jiuge came back to his senses. He quickly ran his spiritual power and urged the flag of Li Huo. The fierce flame turned into several fire snakes with fire waves, rolling toward the old man of ten thousand corpses.

But it's late!

The frightened side appeared. A woman's head was dishevelled and her skin was gray. Her seven orifices still had blood. She broke the flag and came out with nine babies of different shapes and the same gloomy spirit. For a moment, the moonlight over the night was greatly faded. Dark clouds were gathering over the banner.

A kind of unspeakable panic and gloomy feeling made Zhao Jiuge's scalp numb. From childhood to adulthood, when did he see such a shocking scene? The girl's head and nine babies' mouths also made a whimper, hovering in the void around the cloth flags, and the wind was blowing.

Zhao Jiuge's goose bumps are full of the whole body, heart this moment all appeared stagnation, eyes fierce a contraction.

Su Su's chest is also up and down at this time. Looking at the cruel and strange picture, her pleasant voice becomes a little sharp, and her expression is unbelievable: "how can you become a nine son even a mother banner! Such a creepy magic weapon, you crazy things should also be handed down! Animals. "