If you make a choice in life, just for a trace of obsession in your heart, you would rather live and die for Yi.

What is the embarrassment of the world, looking back without words, but watching the wind and rain go to stay in the king.

In thirteen days, Ao Jiu almost peeled off thirteen layers of skin, just to take a look at the ancestral dragon. This is also a persistent person.

What he fought was just a condensed dragon, what use it was for him, Lang Yu didn't know. But he could see that this pervert was by no means using this as a sparring partner for himself like the big black ape.

The Forest of No Return is too abundant, and the little demon girl's goal was reached three days ago. Lang Yu was speechless, he really wanted to deceive him with favors again, but he couldn't get over his conscience.

Under the birth of the immortal fruit, Lang Yu has already passed the fighter level, and Xiao Jinzhu has one more blow. In half a month, I have completed the process of fighting, which is a bit dreamy, just like a middle school student going to learn the curriculum of elementary school, which can be described as a thousand miles in a day, and it is all Great Perfection.

If you can practice, you can do it too. But Lang Yu is different, the strange dantian can accommodate the coexistence of a variety of Xuan Qi, you go find another cultivator, ask him, does he dare?

Immortal fruits, Langyu only used two, those who know the precious will know how to cherish them, and nothing is inexhaustible.

The big battle outside the cave started again, and there was no Xuan Qi brilliance, it was close hand-to-hand combat. The demon vein can only be proficient if it is used. I have to say that Ao Jiu is like a tailor-made for Langyu, that is, he is beaten, flies out again and again, pounces on his butt and gets up, and turns around to fight again.

Lang Yu was no better, his nose was blue and his face was swollen for a long time, and the blood stains on his nose and the corners of his mouth were dry. The demon's physique was cleaned up like this, and these two boys really showed no mercy.

"Bang!" A punch hit Ao Jiu's chin, and a back flew out more than three feet away, I'm afraid the back molars have moved. This kid still dared to slip away in the war.

"Poof, stop, stop!" one rolled over and sat up, spitting, and shaking his hand repeatedly. "Someone again. ”

"Who is it?" Lang Yu's alert sense looked at it, and there was nothing unusual in what he saw.

"Hey, hey!" Ao Jiu smiled mysteriously. "There's a lot of excitement to see. "Get up and run, don't even look at the ancestral dragon.

Lang Yu moved into the cave one by one. "Little demon girl, take care of Meng Yao, even if I owe you another favor, I'll go out and do something. After saying that, he disappeared without looking back.

"Hey!" the little demon girl blinked with big eyes, "Are you going to fight again?" Hee-hee!"

To the northeast of the Forest of No Return, sure enough, another group of cultivators fell into a heavy siege.

The people of the Feng family were ordered to search the forest, and due to the departure of the immortals, it took a lot of trouble to enter the forbidden area. But no one thought that his white spar was buying to death.

No one urged them, and the Feng family only sent a Venerable-level elder with more than thirty warrior and warrior-level disciples.

I've been here a lot, but I've never been that deep. They searched very carefully, and almost all the peripheral areas were touched by them, and in the end they found nothing, so they had no choice but to go further, so they delayed for half a month.

"Don't scatter, retreat to the left, I'll open the gap, the warrior will break back. Feng Junshan's robe waved and commanded, turning his hand and pulling out the long sword.

This kind of battle is absolutely rare, for many years under the protection of the principality, the blue-maned wolf clan has developed to the point that it can be hundreds of millions, and even has to launch racial tears from time to time to ensure the combat effectiveness of the race, countless fairy fruits, fairy grass, there are no demon wolves guarding at all.

A big treasure, but no one dares to dig it up.

Feng Junshan wanted to retreat with his whole body, but he hadn't heard the news of the Cai and Wu families. Otherwise, I would have been unable to calm down for a long time, and most likely I would not have stepped into the half-step of no return.

But in the forest that entered almost at the same time, the news of Wu Cai's family was still halfway, and they couldn't get out.

With a low cry of "whoa-woo", the wolves pounced on the whole world, like a huge wave overturning a small sampan. In an instant, the light was drowned. Except for Feng Junshan, who overturned more than a dozen demon wolves, almost not a single decent attack was issued.

The attack of the wolves, there is only one move. It's not the same team, but it's the same attack, and it's the same effect. No return to the forest, no return.

"Ah!" shouted in pain, Feng Junshan rose into the air, he was not injured, but he was torn open by several wolves in a hurry, he was distressed. More than 30 people, all of whom are the foundation of a clan, how to explain this to the patriarch.

In mid-air, with a sacrificial sword in his hand, a fire-colored light hit the wolves, he was angry, he was unwilling. He is empty as a Venerable, and the means have not been used yet, how can he just leave. The person in anger is very easy to be arbitrary, so he will not fly away, but will lean down and fall down, and he will burn the wolves, and burn the 'no return'.

The Dao pattern of heaven and earth flashed in the void, Feng Junshan did his best, almost recklessly, the orange sword light pierced into the wolves, and the heat wave rolled. More than 20 zhang layers of fire circles burst out from the ground, although it is not a three-flavor real fire, but it is not comparable to ordinary fire. The third-order demon wolf could still resist slightly, and the others all rushed out in a ball of fire.

Wolves, not dogs, even if they are burned to charcoal, are only a low 'euro'.

"Whew!" another low howl sounded not far away. "Snort" ran like a fly, and wolves pounced. Feng Junshan reluctantly glanced at the ground again, "That's all the deity can do." "The last sword, get up again.

"Huh! cremation. It's kind of human. That's going to have to stay. In the woods, Lang Yu squinted slightly, and saw the purpose of Feng Jun Mountain. But he still had something to do with him, how could he let him go like this, and with a shake of his hand, the half-spirit weapon flew out, and there was a small note attached to it.

Feng Junshan, who had just turned halfway around, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and raised his sword to seal his throat without thinking. "Ding!", a slightly curved scimitar slashed at the long sword, and the sword pressed the nose with a "snap!"

A weapon came out of the demon beast, which was definitely unexpected, and a cold sweat came out at that time. But halfway through, he couldn't come out, and a grass-green light covered his whole body.

secretly screamed that it was not good, and then tried to drive the law, and tried his best to only let the green light flash twice, and his feet hit the ground.

Hidden talismans in the sword. Although that rune was not easy to come by, but against a Venerable, Lang Yu did not dare to be careless.

"Boom, boom!" Two muffled thunders sounded, and in the middle of nowhere, suddenly the sky was overcast, and the cold wind suddenly rose. Sen Ran's cold air actually made Lang Yu feel excited.

Knowing that this image was abnormal, Lang Yu changed his shape and pointed at the dantian of Fengjun Mountain. No matter who did it, you have to seal this overhaul first.

This finger was very ruthless, and it directly caused Feng Junshan to spurt out a mouthful of blood. "You, who are you?

"Sneer...... Forty or fifty green wolves pierced over like clusters of arrows, and surrounded the two of them.

Jin Zhu saw the effect, and Lang Yu, whose heart sank downward, shouted. "What's going on?"

"It's none of my business, it's my business. The pervert hadn't replied yet, but the voice of the little demon girl came from behind him.

"Bastard, why are you here!" Lang Yu shouted angrily, turned around and flew by, nothing was as important as Meng Yao. When I ran back, I looked up at the sky, this thing, grandma's, how does it look like a thunderstorm? If it was his own thunderstorm, he would immediately feel it, but he didn't know what other people's thunderstorms were like, and he had only seen Gu Qian's once. It's a lot of breath.

Cold, cool.

The further forward it is, the cooler it becomes, as cold as cold pool water, as cold as a thousand years of ice, is this Yueyue's "Xuan Bing Jue"?

Meng Yao sat on a piece of bluestone, still with her eyes closed, unaware. Lang Yu approached step by step, and the little demon girl squeezed her mouth, wanting to speak and stopping.

"What kind of exercise is this?" The pervert glanced in Lang Yu's direction and looked up at the sky again.

"Poof!" Feng Junshan spurted out another mouthful of blood, he wanted to take the opportunity to unseal it, but who knew that the Xuan Qi moved, but the blood surged up, and he almost went mad.

A pair of dark green murderous eyes stared at him, and the demon wolf actually didn't move forward. A dignified Venerable can only suffer the taste of waiting for death.

This is the third Venerable who was planted under Lang Yu's hands, and his shots are getting more and more sharp. Of course, the second Venerable of the Wu family was not killed by Lang Yu in the end. In addition to the role of spiritual weapons and talismans, Lang Yu also grasped the timing of the shot, which is also quite important.

It is not without basis for the Immortal Gate to cultivate with divine consciousness, if Lang Yu is not a god element of the first order of refining gods, then all this is impossible to talk about, the talisman cannot be sacrificed, the spirit weapon cannot be destroyed, and even the spirit sealed in it cannot be tamed.

"Meng Yao. Lang Yu called lightly, but did not respond. It's really worrying, with her current state, she can't survive the catastrophe at all.

How can this be? Isn't there no eons under His Holiness? Himself is just an exception. Just cultivated the Xuan Qi and crossed the catastrophe, how to cross this, Lang Yu couldn't help but be in a hurry.

Xuan Qi shuttled freely in the illusory body, only the blue stars merged into the dantian, and the sea of dantian bloomed with an ice crystal-like sword lotus, ethereal and ethereal.

According to the method of induction that Lang Yu said, the Xuan Qi was introduced into the meridians, and it flowed away in the order of the veins of the "Great Yan Xuan Ice Technique". She didn't have a book of recipes, nor did she have a jade slip, and that exercise was memorized in her mind since she was a child, whether she could practice it or not, it was like a sign of the family. She used to think that the day when she would not be useful was because she was born a waste.

The meridians are like a thirsty land that has tasted sweet rain, she is not rushing through the pass, but like looking for the old way, and she just needs to go all the way.

It's a mystical feeling, and it's fascinating. The first one was successful, and even Meng Yao didn't run for a few weeks before entering the next one, and then the third.

Everyone's cultivation has different feelings and ways, I don't know how Meng Yao understands cultivation, indulging in it, that is, opening forward one by one, the meridians in the body light up more and more, and the side becomes cold, but she herself doesn't know anything, even the little demon girl secretly brought her to this battlefield. With such progress, it can't be blamed that Lang Yu is worried, a cultivation like hers is indeed quite dangerous.