"Haha~~~. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Furious.

is tired, worthy of being a young man with strong blood, and he is tired to such a point, he can still laugh out loud.

This laugh is a trembling body and a roaring spine.

Lunatic.

Han Xian has become a madman, and these chaos should be the overwhelmed embodiment of his body, but in the eyes of the madman, it is really different.

What is trembling and screaming?

Is this chaos?

No.

Han Xian said with great certainty that it was not, and the blood was enthusiastic when he was talking crazy: "These are resonances, these are the successes that they took the first step with themselves to celebrate Ning Xian's first step." ’

It was the cheers of the blood.

And Han Xian was begging, had he seen his rampant eyes?

Asking all this, the flawless Qi, the blood-stained knife, had heard it and seen it, Han Xian was waiting for their exclamation in rampant laughter.

Wait.....

I've been waiting for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, it was as if they were all stunned by their greatness against the sky, and they couldn't ease their senses for a while, and their expressions should still be red and red-faced in disbelief.

Because they have achieved what they thought was impossible.

Star Map Land, is the absolute brightness of starlight mixed with Dao Ye light, this brightness is still persistent brightness, of course, this mouthful can definitely only come from Han Xian's own opinion.

I've been waiting for a long time.

The results of waiting are so slow.

Han Xian was in a hurry.

Han Xian couldn't wait any longer, trembling his lips and asked, "Are these okay, are these the first steps of Condensing Immortals?"

Anyone wants to be rewarded for their efforts, not to mention that for Han Xian, this effort is almost a fateful companion.

The trembling lips are the trembling hearts, which are longing for the Demon Sword to say, 'Yes,' and even more to pray for the Demon Sword to say, 'This is.'" ’

"Really?"

Here it comes.

Sound?

This sound is so short, so short that Han Xian thought it was an illusion, but he didn't even hear it clearly, who made this sound?

Whose language is this?

Does it matter?

It didn't matter who it was, what mattered was what the short voice was trying to say, and the two guys asked, 'Really?'

"Isn't it?" Han Xian roared urgently.

This time his lips were no longer trembling, and this time a terrible conjecture was crawling in his heart, and this terrible conjecture was becoming a fact.

"Hey~~. ”

Voice, in one appearance.

This time it really didn't seem like he should have come, this was a sigh, and in this sigh, it almost confirmed the horror in Han Xian's heart.

Before speaking, the meaning is clear and nine.

But Han Xian was unwilling, holding on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the sigh was just a surprise to cover up the adoration?

Doomed.

"First, one step at a time, that is the process that must be taken, it is easy to fall if you step too big, and I will save you if you stop now. ”

Of course, the word 'save' will be the language of enlightenment, and the goodness of the beginning will not change.

"Huh~~. ”

When the teeth are gritted, hope is shattered, there is no doubt that this effort is not exchanged for what he wants, and the trembling of the body is getting stronger and stronger.

The sound of gnashing teeth came to his mouth, and he said, "What should I do, what is not perfect?"

"You should ~~~. ”

Qi's voice sounded first, but before his two words of 'give up' could be completely spoken, he could only forcibly swallow it back, and the sound of the demon knife squeezed in very arrogantly, saying, "Your eyes can see." ”

Han Xian's eyes picked.

The light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly looked towards the place where the starlight was shining with the light, but he still didn't understand the doubt, at this moment, the star map was already bright everywhere, and there was no darkness?

"Hehe~~. ”

The demon knife smiled and said: "You are too naïve, if the Ning Immortal will be so simple, then the cultivation of the Ning Immortal in the world will not be worthless, can't you see so many shadows with your eyes?"

Almost earnestly.

It's more like gritting your teeth and hating iron doesn't make steel.

This earnest voice was that the position of the demon knife was changing, and he had slowly had a trace of extravagant hope from the sarcastic belief that Han Xian was impossible.

It's been quiet for too long.

It's been so long that the world has forgotten about its existence.

I haven't heard it for too long, and I haven't experienced the blood of battle, and now, Han Xian's sprint to the Immortal Realm is undoubtedly doing the blood of 'fighting together' for himself.

Shadow?

Han Xian's eyes beat and he had an epiphany, sure enough, in the bright world he once thought, there were too many flying shadows, what were those, and every leaf was a lamp.

But above the head of this lamp is indeed shining through the stars.

When the starlight falls, it is inevitable that the shadow of the Dao leaf will fall on the star map, although this shadow is black and thin, almost extinct, but it is undeniable that they are real.

"Hmph~~~. ”

Teeth gritted and snorted.

Han Xian's face shook, young man, on the way forward, he is destined to be stormy and windy, and he will definitely be rain or shine, build a bridge when he encounters water, and split the mountain when he encounters a mountain.

"Shattered~~. ”

Crazy is a good madness in madness.

In Han Xian's madness, he roared madly.

What is the meaning of this statement?

This is very simple, this is a proof of not looking back, in the eyes, in the star map, every Dao leaf that is used as a light is trembling, and this tremor is like tearing the body.

That's exactly what I mean.

Anything that stands in the way has to be removed.

"Poof~~. ”

Sound?

What was that?

"Poof, poof, poof~~~. ”

The star map is seen once, one after another, and once seen, the waves rush forward and one after another, this sound is the tragedy of the release of blood, since it is the shadow left by the leaf.

When people are mad, they think of shattering shadows.

The leaves are all shattering and cracking, and their fragmentation is not just eliminated and invisible, but turned into dust and continues to burn to support Han Xian, the high platform that ascends to the Condensing Immortal Realm.

The face is old and full of pale paper.

But Han Xian's gritted teeth and stubborn expression was still a little relieved, because under the madness of Dao Ye turning into ashes, there was no shadow in the star map.

"You think that's enough?"

This time, without waiting for Han Xian to ask, the voice of the demon knife sounded autonomously.

Isn't that enough?

You know, that piece of Dao leaf exploded into gray, not just exploded, this should not be called an explosion at all, this is a division.

This is the perfect and meticulous division that Han Xian made with his heart.

With extreme care and extreme effort, Han first divided the leaves into dust, which was nothing like no air.

But this extreme still can't reach the threshold of condensing immortals.

The road is always so long and so bumpy.

As his mouth opened, Han Xian asked, "What do I need to do?"

"How?"

The demon knife is actually using rhetorical questions to sink carefully, maybe he doesn't know what to do at the moment, in essence, he is just a knife.

Over time, he has known a lot of things.

But Ning Immortal was only a very small thing for him, because his previous master had never been able to get his own by ascending to the Wind Realm, and many of those were higher after Ning Xian.

The demon knife is well-informed, and there is no Han Xian's desire.

But at this moment, it is not only a pair of eyes watching, Qi's gaze has never left, he has always seen it, once in his cognition, 'Han Xian is a bad guy,' but now this bad guy has conquered himself a little.

Maybe I should help him.

And as the starting point of this world, of course, what you know will be meticulous, and these knowings just happen to have Han Xian's needs.

Qi Rou said in a soft voice: "The Dao platform of the Ning Immortal is flawless, although there is no trace of darkness in your star map, but these are just superficial phenomena, in the pickled corners and the trivialities of the ground, there will inevitably be some flaws that cannot be found by the eyes." ”

Pickled, trivial, blemishes.

They?

Han Xian knew what was blocking his Ning Xian Road, but he knew that he had no solution to the problem, but fortunately, Ning Dao was here, and there was a wise man in this place.

"What should I do?"

What used to be 'need' is now 'should'. ’

This is a layer, progressive, progressive is how hard you work, you will not leave the cornerstone you have now.

Progressively is seeking to go further.

I roared in my heart: 'I've set off, and I'm here, I can't turn back.'" ’

"Good as water!"

Firmness was the sound of affirmation, and this voice came from Qi's mouth, passed through his ears, crossed the star map, and went straight to Han Xian's heart.

"Good as water?"

Han Xian whispered in his mouth and pondered, and couldn't help but speculate back and forth about the meaning of this, could it be that he let himself lead water to wash away the pickles that existed in the star map, clean up the trivial things, and fill in the flaws?

"Water?"

This is common in nature, but now this is in my own star chart, how to lead the water by myself, I can't think of it, it's useless to break my head in madness.

Maybe something is so strange that it is instinctively protected and so strange that it is not remembered.

"Hmph~~. ”

In meditation, Han Xian's body trembled suddenly, and his eyes quickly raised.

This cold snort would of course be the disdain of the demon knife, and he was already saying: "Water, not just that transparent and intangible thing, it sometimes has a color!"

"Uh~~. ”

The corners of Han Xian's eyes twitched, what did he mean by this?

Don't you understand?

It is to tear apart what is hidden by instinct, and it is sometimes colored, such as the red of blood, which is the most dazzling and bevelous color.

"Hehe~~. ”

Han laughed first, laughing because he heard his heart beating.

"Does it hurt?"

Han asked first, and asked if it was the blood qi Fang Gang young man who was driving the blood qi, which was an indispensable part of the body, and this part determined the courage to fight.

And now, this part is being used by Han Xian in battle.

Together, fight.

"Pounding, pounding, pounding~~~. ”

The sound of the heart in the chest was chiseled, which was like the sound of golden drums before the war, urging the intention of rushing to kill, and the blood was squeezed into the star map under the powerful beating of the heart.

The canopy is red. Yingxiantai is washed in blood, what kind of immortal will this immortal be?

What you welcome is yourself, what you will become, you don't know, what you know is that you can't stop.

The heart didn't stop.

The sky was red, and there was blood rain falling to the ground.

The heart didn't stop.

It is a hot triumphant song, urging the wisps into wisps, and the wisps are constantly splashing in the threads, and when the scooping is splashing, the trivial things mixed in the air are slapped into the ground.

Landing and gathering suddenly became a flood peak.

Rushing into the corner, scraping the ground, uprooting the pickles and blemishes, wrapping and surging, crashing into the foundation of the Dao tree, becoming nutrients.

Bloody world.

Han Xian's eyes were full of blood.

But what I saw this time was not there, but the paleness was pale, and in this paleness it was like gold paper withering, and weakness was like a gossamer.

Probably, the next second.

Or even now, Han Xian may collapse and disperse and sigh in another world.

But not all efforts will be in vain, when the eyes are dim, the light becomes a gentle and warm light, and the blood of the past is diluted by the fragrance.

That's coming.

This first step has finally been taken.