"That little doll, I love it very much. ”

The man didn't care about Xue's numb face, and said to himself, his eyes flocked to the distance, as if he was chasing Xuan Yu's back.

Yu, in this life, you seem to be in love with someone you shouldn't love.

The god Lord Jin Wu, who only had the so-called righteous path in his heart that day, was finally destroyed by him.

However, I don't know who will win against such a pair one day in the future.

"A couple of boys are coming. Yin Xu twisted his neck, and the darkness enveloped his and hers' bodies, and the two of them disappeared in place.

He left with the snow, and the world was silent for a long time, and then, three pitch-black cracks suddenly crossed the air, and then three figures slowly walked out of this crack.

One person was dressed in ink, with a huge black sword behind his back, the corners of his eyes were lightly wrinkled, his face was cold and lonely, and there was a strong domineering aura surging, as if he was standing here, and he was the master of heaven and earth.

The other man was hunched on his back, clutching a twisted cane in his hand, his face was old, one eye was cloudy, and the other eye was shining with a brilliant light, like a sharp blade, piercing through everything.

There is also a person holding a bull's nose, wearing a Taoist robe, his hands are wrapped in wide sleeves, and his eyebrows are white and long, but the appearance of his face can also see the handsomeness of his youth.

This Taoist priest stood between the two, his whole body was light and light, like a fairy god in the sky, and there was a kind of chic and heroic who drank Qiankun as a drink.

"I don't know when such a monster came out of this universe, and it actually attacked the opponent who had no power to bind the chicken. ”

The black-clothed black swordsman clasped his hands and said coldly.

"Black Sword, that person won't be our guy, otherwise such a strong person wouldn't have been unaware of it before. The rickety old man was on crutches, his fingers tapping lightly, and said.

"Drink heaven, long time no see. He turned to the Taoist priest beside him, "Do you think we can defeat him?" ”

Yin Tian looked at the old man, glanced at the black sword again, and shook his head slightly.

"The three of them joined forces, barely fighting. ”

"What? Drink the sky, are you too arrogant, underestimating us, or overestimating the other party!"

The black sword immediately looked at him and shouted to himself.

"My black sword, you drink the Heavenly Dao, and he is an old man with a dream staff, but they are all high-grade saints, how can they be weaker than a person of unknown origin?"

Hearing this, the Heavenly Drinking Daoist glanced at him lightly, "The high-grade saint is far from the strongest, this guy just did it casually to cause such destruction, and his real strength is afraid to approach the god master." ”

His eyes under his long white eyebrows swept into the depths below, and the light in them made it impossible to see really.

"Haha, you are really, have you blown it, saying that he is a few orders higher than me and more credible, close to the Divine Lord? Don't you know what the concept of the Divine Lord is? If this is the case, he will penetrate the entire continent with a finger!"

Pulling out the pitch-black giant sword behind him, the black sword laughed, and then stabbed downward, and a torrential streamer flew straight into the deep pit.

However, as the light descended, the corners of the black sword's mouth gradually froze, and his complexion slowly changed.

As soon as he withdrew his hand, the greatsword was inserted into the sheath behind his back, and he stood in the sky and fell silently.

"How to ......" The old man of the Dream Staff looked at the black sword fixedly, and said in a dumb voice.

"Pierced. The voice of the Heavenly Daoist was flat, only three words, and he couldn't hear the emotions in it.

The black sword had a cold face on the side, hunting in clothes, dancing with the wind, and did not make a sound.

"Alas, we're going to go back to cultivating. The old man sighed, and then took a step forward, turning directly into nothingness.

The black sword pursed his lips and frowned, his eyes moved away from Yintian, looking at the distant sky, and in an instant, it became an arrow that broke through the sky, flew up, and gradually disappeared.

"One by one, they are all in a hurry, poor Dao, they are still going around this continent, after all, they can attract such strong people, how can it be simple. ”

He touched his long white beard, and his figure gradually faded into the space.

.........

The peak of the Yin Sword Pavilion, Xuan Yu stepped on the foot of the mountain, covered with a black cloak, Emperor Tianyu and others had already said goodbye to him, and the isolated back showed a tragic backbone.

He didn't run the dantian, because he wanted to cultivate his body, so he only stepped on the mountain road step by step and walked upward.

At this moment, no one in the Yin Sword Pavilion knew about it, and their future master was like an ordinary traveler or a mountain climber, dusty and cold.

Because of the pure reliance on the body, when Xuan Yu arrived at the mountainside, he was already sweating profusely, and his feet were slightly sore.

The sun shifted, gradually, the temperature around him dropped, the mountain wall became more and more steep, there were originally grass trees, but it became mainly rocky, and Xuan Yu also changed from only using his feet to using both hands and feet.

He plunged his five fingers into the soil between the stones, kicked his foot violently, turned into a black shadow, rushed straight up several meters, and when the flying momentum was near, he smashed the stone with both hands and feet to fix his body, and after a while, he jumped up again.

Xuan Yu gasped and persisted, and couldn't help but feel that his current self was like a monkey.

As the altitude where he was located became higher and higher, ice and snow appeared one after another, and Xuan Yu, whose body was scorching from exercise, also cooled down.

From hot to cold too fast, Xuan Yu's face turned pale, his lips turned purple, and he took a few long breaths, which was to transport into the realm, as if he wanted to incorporate the breath of the four directions into his body.

He himself belongs to fire, and now he is practicing in the cold, on the one hand, polishing his body, and on the other hand, it is a challenge for him to accept spiritual energy and luck true qi.

There are challenges, talents, and become stronger.

Unconsciously, Xuan Yu's skin and shin bones were tough again in the tempering.

The sun was far away, and the sun could not be seen, but the light gradually dimmed, and it seemed that it was going to be night.

Xuan Yu's last foot stepped on the snow, and at the moment the white was flying, and he instantly penetrated into the clouds like a halberd to the sky.

When he arrived at the place where the zenith of heaven was discussing the Tao a few days ago, Xuan Yu fell to the ground as if he had collapsed, thousands of meters, and he climbed up with his physique alone, which can be described as forbidden to be tortured.

turned over, Xuan Yu just lay down directly, unable to get up.

The night is getting darker, and the Yin Sword Pavilion above the clouds has a warm temperature, Xuan Yu is lying down, and gradually his consciousness is lying away, and he falls into a dream.

"Hey, senior brother, why is there a person sleeping here?"

A girl in a white shirt was wearing a ball on her head, and the sword at her waist was dangling, and then stopped in front of Xuan Yu, with a strange face, turned around, and said to a few people behind.

The man with the sword walked up from behind, looking at Xuan Yu with a frown in his eyes, Yin Sword Pavilion was at such a peak, how could such a kid break in.

It's no wonder that he doesn't recognize Xuan Yu, in order to inform his disciples that the pavilion master is transpositioned, and as a young generation second only to the "young pavilion master", the portrait of the young genius that has spread is not seen at a glance, and he is looking forward to this, to stabilize the desire of "he is quite powerful".

"It seems that he is not from the cabinet, he seems to have suffered a lot when he climbed here, maybe he is an ordinary person, and he came to ask for help from the Sword Pavilion. Senior brother looked at Xuan Yu's face, rubbed his chin and said.