Hearing what he said, Xiao Tian was choked, the zombie face is really realistic! But if you think about it carefully, how can there be so many people with noble character in the world, and the so-called helpfulness is a minority after all, thinking of this, he arched his hand to Mo Dao: "I have written down this kindness." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mo Dao didn't answer, but closed his eyes, and sucked hard in his nostrils towards the front.

There was a tumbling in the sea of clouds, and some gray aura converged into two silk threads into his nostrils, he suddenly opened his eyes, his hand formed a strange magic seal, and a flash of light flashed on the surface of his body, and then, he raised his head and opened his mouth, and let out a breath of white gas.

The white qi condensed but did not disperse, forming a column of qi about three feet high, and after a while, it was sucked back into his body.

Xiao Tian watched from the sidelines, feeling that his movements were faintly familiar, but he couldn't remember why, so he asked, "Mo Dao, what are you doing here?"

Mo Dao slowly said two words: "Tuna." ”

Hearing these two words, a long-lost sense of familiarity came, and his heart suddenly brightened, Xiao Tian sat on the edge of the cliff with his feelings.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the robe on his body suddenly bulged, and then a strong aura swept out like a real body, and the entire cliff trembled.

Xiao Tian's eyes were like cold stars in the middle of the night, emitting a cold light, making people dare not look directly.

Mo Dao looked back at Xiao Tian, and a look of surprise appeared on his zombie-like indifferent face.

Xiao Tian ignored it, and suddenly had a feeling of self-esteem in his heart, and a cold sound sounded in his nose: "Hmph!"

The cliff under him shattered, and the large gravel mixed with the river water fell downward, and Mo Dao hurriedly ran the spell after this change, turning into a streamer, and retreated far away, so as not to be hurt by Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian sat cross-legged in the air, turned his head to look at the sea of clouds in front of him, and made a voice of "Huh?" as if he was questioning something.

A burst of fog rolled in the sea of clouds, and countless gray auras emerged.

There is no need to inhale when you open your mouth, and the aura will automatically enter Xiao Tiankou's mouth into a mist curtain, and this scene is like the people rushing to see the king.

Stretched out his hand to clasp it downward, and suddenly lifted it up, and with Xiao Tian's movements, the cliff stones that had just been broken rose upside down together with the waterfall water, standing in front of Xiao Tian like a heavenly chisel.

Xiao Tian reached into the gravel water curtain with both hands, grabbed it, and then threw it out, bringing out a huge dragon.

His arms danced again and again, and the blue-brown dragon circled around Xiao Tian's body, and gradually its scales and claws appeared, revealing a hideous face, lifelike.

Xiao Tian stood above it with a flicker, and blurted out: "Jiao Demon is in the sky!"

The sonorous voice spread outward, and immediately spread throughout Guang'a City, and the characters of all the strength levels in the city moved one after another, turning into streamers and disappearing.

The major elders in the Cloud Chopping Pavilion followed the voice, looking for the source, and the old man in the martial arts hall directly slapped the ground, releasing a series of aperture ripples with his palm as the center, sweeping over the entire Cloud Chopping Pavilion.

Xiao Tian felt a few strong breaths, and knew that someone was looking for them, but he didn't want to see them, so he waved his sleeves and drank coldly:

"Get out!"

The invisible pressure flew outward, instantly sweeping through the entire Guang'a City, and the low-level monks couldn't feel anything, but the important figures in the various sects all stopped their inquiries and sat on the spot to breathe. At the corners of their mouths, blood slowly oozed out.

The elders in the Cloud Chopping Pavilion fainted, and the old man spat out a mouthful of essence blood directly...

With a thought in his heart, the dragon under his feet rose to the sky with Xiao Tian, and the scenery in the sky was about to pass in front of him, and all kinds of visions were dizzying.

Suddenly, his heart was relieved, and he lost his exclusive momentum, and the dragon under his feet immediately shattered, and without support, Xiao Tian fell rapidly, like a bird with broken wings, falling from a high altitude.

The boulder formed by the dragon shattering was the first to fall, smashing into the river and raising a column of water, supporting Xiao Tian's figure. The water column then fell back into the river, and immediately after, Xiao Tian fell into the water.

Mo Dao was stunned because of the majestic momentum before, and when he looked at it again, Xiao Tian fell into the water, and hurriedly conjured up a Zhenyuan big hand and scooped Xiao Tian up.

After thanking Mo Dao again, Xiao Tian asked him, "You saw everything just now?"

Mo Dao's face returned to a zombie-like look, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Xiao Tian begged him to keep it a secret.

Mo Dao groaned for a while after hearing this, and slowly spoke: "Yes." But then he held out his hand and said, "Good." ”

Still asking for benefits?!

Xiao Tian replied angrily: "No!"

"No?" A wicked smile appeared on the zombie-like face, and just as he was about to speak, Xiao Tian immediately stopped him, put on a straight face and pretended to be majestic before, threatening: "Dare to leak a word and kill you!"

Mo Dao was stunned by Xiao Tian's coaxing, and then burst out with a contemptuous laugh: "Hehe, boy, do you think I'm a little ghost who has just debuted? Don't look at my youth, in fact, I'm one hundred and fifty years old, in terms of experience, you are far behind!"

Eh, I didn't expect this zombie face to be an old monster, Xiao Tian scratched his head, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will slap you to death?"

"Hmph!" Mo Dao pouted: "You don't have to bluff me, although I don't know what's going on, but I'm sure you won't come out with that attack just now, besides, there is no time for cultivation, I'm only over a hundred years old, so handsome, how can I be called an old guy?"

In addition to being stereotyped, this zombie face does not see that there is also an element of handsomeness. So Xiao Tian asked him, "Cultivation has no time, and how long can you live at most?"

Mo Dao glanced at Xiao Tian, patted the ground next to him, and motioned for Xiao Tian to sit down.

Xiao Tian sat beside Mo Dao and only heard him say slowly: "The path of cultivation is far away. There are nine great realms, which are Qi Training, Xuanguang, Xuantong, Condensation, Lingxian, Digang, Great Power, Heavenly Fury, and Domination. Qi cultivation can reach two hundred years old, and every time you improve your cultivation, your lifespan will double!"

Xiao Tian gasped and asked him cautiously: "Mo, Modao, what realm are you?"

"I? hehe, why should I tell you? I haven't asked you yet, but you asked me first. ”

He paused, suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiao Tian's arm, and asked, "Say, what was the momentum just now?

Xiao Angel pumped vigorously for a long time, but did not withdraw his arm, it can be seen that this zombie face has profound skills, and he now feels empty in his body, not his opponent, so he said: "I don't know, I don't know, what is going on." ”

Really? He suddenly turned Xiao Tian's head, stared at Xiao Tian's eyes, and shouted, "Look at my eyes!"

A dark blue glow rose in his eyes.

Xiao Tian felt that his mind was being spied on, and the blue light in Mo Dao's eyes seemed to have magical power, which made Xiao Tian's consciousness gradually blurred, and he couldn't extricate himself from it.

The Wicked King: "It depends on your own choice, the beads are generally used for inlay, and some are used as separate magic weapons. In fact, the Ice Spirit Bead was bred from this piece of heaven and earth, you don't need to make special changes, just sacrifice it directly. ”

Xiao Tian nodded yes, put away the Ice Spirit Bead, made up his mind, and continued refining......

A month later, Xiao Tian jumped up suddenly, drew an arc with his arms, closed it in front of his chest, and his hands went up and down, forming a claw-shaped virtual pair, a burst of vitality surged, and the ice spirit bead appeared in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Tian pushed his hand to knock out the Ice Spirit Bead, and then the cyan demon dragon appeared, swam around Xiao Tian's body, and then chased the Ice Spirit Bead forward, knocking down the cave.

The ice spirit bead flew back into Xiao Tian's hand, and the demon dragon became smaller, wrapping around Xiao Tian's arm, and the white light flashed, and the demon dragon disappeared, leaving only a cyan mark on Xiao Tian's right arm.

Xiao Tiannian made a decision, waved his hand and put away the ice spirit bead, and grinned: "Hehe, it's done." ”

The wicked king said, "Okay, this time I helped you refine the magic weapon, and it took a lot of time, and I have to leave now." ”

Xiao Tian looked down and bowed respectfully to the wicked king.

The wicked king stretched out his hand and tapped on Xiao Tian's body: "I have already hidden the aura of the demon dragon spirit on your body, and you will not be recognized by the demon clan in a short time." You have to take this opportunity to cultivate well and strengthen your strength, and my people, Wang Lingqi, will be left to you, and as a last resort, you will have three chances to use it. ”

"Big brother's kindness, I have made a note, if I have the opportunity, I will do three good things for the human race. However, Xiao Tian scratched his head: "Can you teach me some special secret methods?"

The wicked king pursed his lips, took out an ancient scroll and threw it to him, then grabbed Yin Dong and disappeared.

Xiao Tian took the ancient scroll, watched the wicked king leave, was silent for a long time, collected his mind, and began to check the exercises recorded in the ancient scroll:

The hand of the mind, the idea, is produced by the concentration of thoughts, and everything can be reproduced, but unique thoughts cannot be reproduced. Therefore, the mind has the function of connecting life and death, and conceals the effect of creation. With an obsession, people can hang their breath at the end of their lives without dying, and treasures can choose the master through the spirit with an obsession......

Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

"Smack!" Peng Hao patted the case: "Have you found out, Hao'er was killed by a hairy boy?"

A black-clothed monk: "Sect Master, my subordinates were ordered to infiltrate Yihuang Town, and find out that the young master had been there, but he didn't come back after that, I heard from others." The young master was hired, fought with people, and never came back. ”

Peng Hao crushed the teacup in his hand: "I don't care who he is, I want him to pay for Yu'er's life!"

……

Xiao Tian mobilized his mind, a stone in front of him swayed and rose, suddenly fell to the ground, shook his head and smiled bitterly: It seems that the use of ideas still needs to be practiced.

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Yihuang Town, in the gangster compound.

Scar knelt on the ground and couldn't stop trembling: "I don't know what the seniors are looking for me?"

"I want you to hand over my son's murderer!"

Scar was surprised: "Your son, who is the predecessor referring to?"

"Peng Hao. ”

Scar, his heart trembled, and his eyes narrowed: "What Peng Hao? I don't know." ”

"Hmph" Peng Hao sneered: "Song Yang come out, tell him." ”

One of the thugs behind Scar turned, "Yes, Pavilion Master." ”

Song Yang looked at Scar: "A few months ago, I was ordered to blend in with you, and after inquiry, I finally learned that the cause of the young master's death was that you designed to besiege Xiao Tian and made the young master a helper, and the young master was defeated by Xiao Tian and was killed by him." Can someone testify"

Peng Hao: "Call these people." ”

Song Yang Lingnuo called out a few gangsters from behind, and several gangsters all knelt on the ground and said, "The villain has seen the immortal master."

"Excuse me. Peng Hao waved his hand and asked angrily: "Let me ask you, do you know the cause of my son Peng Hao's death?"

A few thugs described the origin of the incident and the situation at the time, and after Mao Yun heard this, he looked at Scar, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "So it was Xiao Tianmad who killed Yu'er at that time?

Scar trembled with fright and said, "It's none of my business, it was Viagra who killed it." ”

Peng Hao slapped him and said, "Leave you a dog's life first, and then clean you up after I kill Xiao Tian's kid." ”

After speaking, he grabbed the scar and went straight to the wooden house shop angrily.

When the people in the town heard about it, they rushed to watch, Peng Hao ignored it, pointed the finger at Xiao Tian, and was about to go to him for revenge, when someone suddenly appeared out of thin air and blocked the way.

Peng Hao looked at the person in front of him, knew him, and said angrily: "Old rascal, what are you stopping me for?"

It was the old rascal who stopped him, this unserious old guy, who smiled slightly and said, "Master Peng, don't be angry, I was there when your son died, it was indeed him who was wrong at that time, and Xiao Tian was right to kill him." ”

Peng Hao was already angry, and after listening to the old rascal's words, his heart rushed up in a hurry, and he said angrily: "You said that, you want to protect that kid? You were there at the time, why didn't you save Yu'er? In vain, you and I met once, and I didn't save you when we died, and now we are here to be a lobbyist, you think beautifully! Get out, don't stop me, good dogs don't get in the way!"

Peng Hao experienced the pain of losing his son, and he was angry, and he was a little unscrupulous, and he said nonsense.

The old rascal glared at him all of a sudden, he was a hooligan when he was young, he only had the share of playing others, few people dared to scold him, and when he was scolded by Peng Hao, his temper immediately rose: "Peng Hao old bastard, what the fuck are you talking about? I kind of say it again, I'll kill you! Lao Tzu kindly came to persuade you, if you don't listen, forget it, even scold me, what a bastard, with Lao Tzu like you, your son is no better, die, deserve it!"

Peng Hao jumped up angrily, and rolled up his sleeves: "Old rascal, you say it again, do you want to try Lao Tzu's kung fu? Come on, come on, Uncle Peng will teach you how to write dead words!"

The old rascal blew his beard and glared: "Come on, who is afraid of whom?"

The more the two talked, the more angry they became, and they came to the courtyard by the arm, and they were about to make a move.

Peng Hao's temperament was already hot-tempered, and in his anger, he took the lead in making a move, and the Zhenyuan Great Sword was transformed into a shape, relying on his strong spiritual power, and forcibly slashed out, bringing up a three-foot-thick blue sword.

The old rascal took out the bell and shook it, and the bell became the size of an umbrella, covering the top of his head, and he received a blow from Peng Hao.

The sword slashed on the bell, the bell shook slightly, the surface of the golden light was magnificent, and the golden light swept out like a blade, knocking on the sword.

The golden light and the sword light were stalemate for a moment, the sword light gradually dissipated, the bell rang, and a golden light shot out, scattering Peng Hao's True Yuan Illusion Sword.

Peng Hao took a few steps back in succession, unloading the strength of the sword impact, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he stomped his feet violently, stood firm, stared at the old rascal, and said, "The old man is the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, are you really willing to get along with me for that kid?"

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