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Wedge: The night was thick, like dark and cold blood flowing from a festering corpse, and the lost darkness slowly covered the melancholy sky and earth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe lonely light moon hovered over the forest, the weak mist covered its dim body, and the dim light was like a tear of grief in the corner of the eyes of the unjustly deceased, full of endless sorrow and resentment.

In the distance, the ancient trees towering over the sky were wiped off their branches by the thick fog, and their faces seemed to be blurred by flesh and blood. The drizzling rain fell on the dead night, and everything in the world became unusually damp because of it, and the trees and dirt let out a long, low sigh for the festering skin and unbearable fate. The air was filled with a suffocating stench, and it was unpleasant.

Lei Ling's lightning flashed, wind and rain, playing an involuntarily and irresistible fateful music, which quickly collapsed the whole night. In the depths of the forest, the decaying dead wood, the bone-like silence, and the resentful "skull" have been cut off by the blade at some point, leaving only the hands that will break at any time are struggling to reach the sky, speechless to complain.

"Wow........" A desolate wail swept through the forest and went straight into the sky. The sleeping birds scattered in panic, and on their faces were undispersed hideousness, or perhaps fear, terrifying fear; The panic of the birds drove the beasts in silence, and the instant awakening summoned the restlessness in fear. For a while, the originally lonely forest became even more desolate, and people couldn't help but tremble. The drizzle of rain accompanied by the restlessness of the birds and beasts became extremely terrifying, and its power seemed to be agitated, and became more and more uncontrollable, so that it covered up the cry of the young child.

Not far away, a lightning-like figure swept past the young baby deep in the forest, causing the fallen leaves to scatter into the distance. The figure floated down, staring at the young baby in the basket who was crying constantly, and his eyebrows were furrowed: "Ten thousand hatreds and only evil, gods and demons are horrified, but for a moment, alas! The pitch-black figure bent down on his knees, took out a blood-red pill from his arms, put it into the baby's mouth, and punched it into the baby's body with a gentle force, merging with the baby's heart and soul.

In a moment, the young baby opened his eyes and laughed strangely, although the voice was very small, but in the silence it was extremely terrifying. After a few strange laughs, the baby closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if he were a dead corpse, with a calm appearance. The figure stared at the baby, smiled unnaturally, took off the robe behind him, covered the baby and picked it up, and jumped into the distance.

In the forest, with the loss of the baby's cry, the strange silence returned, and the shower at this time shook his mind for some reason, and became a little smaller. Raindrops fell from the branches, like zombie blood, drop by drop, exuding a disgusting aura.

Chapter I

"Master, come here! See what I caught? "Deep in the forest, the trees are entangled. A crisp sound drifted in the wind, over the lush towering ancient trees, to the silent bamboo house not far away, and drifted away. In the distance, a young man in white dragged a wild boar with his hands behind his back, took ten steps and made one step, performed his skills, jumped on the branches, and ran towards the bamboo house.

Outside the bamboo house, an old man lay in a rocking chair with his eyes closed, gathering his breath and listening to the young and fast pace in the distance. Smiling indifferently, the old man lifted the wine jug beside him, took a sip, and when the boy was about to come, he secretly urged the magic trick to gather qi on his fingertips to form sporadic points of light, like the moonlit night starlight, although few and extraordinary. The old man opened his eyes and stared into the distance, pointed his finger in the direction of the young man, and the light instantly magnified several times, and with the power of turning the clouds and the sea, he slammed towards the young man. Seeing this, the old man smiled, got up and walked towards the bamboo house.

(Note: Due to the number of words, Brother Bao has combined the wedge with the first chapter!) Hey!!!!

In the forest, the young man was galloping to the bamboo house, and suddenly saw a bright stream in front of him, and secretly exclaimed that it was not good. Busy urging the magic tricks, he set up several golden light barriers around his body. At the same time, the qi gathered in the palm of the hand, forming an electric light wave, and with a roar, the true qi skyrocketed, increasing the power of the light wave to dozens of times. Then, a flash of brilliance flashed between the young man's eyebrows, and his sword eyebrows rose upside down, and he threw the rapidly rising light wave in his hand towards the streamer forward. The two forces collided, forming a powerful aura around them, and all the trees shook in an instant. For a moment, only a few traces of smoke remained in the large woods, which drifted into the air. The young man sighed, looked helplessly at the tragic situation ahead, jumped up, and continued to run towards the bamboo house.

"It's finally here." The young man quickly jumped up to the branch in front of him, instantly gathered his energy and jumped diagonally, facing the outside of the bamboo house, and slowly fell. A clean white dress reflects the extraordinary heroic posture of the young man, rotating around his body in mid-air, looking extremely heroic. "Master, I'm back!" The young man laughed happily and shouted into the bamboo house, "Master, it was so dangerous just now! I almost got hit. After speaking, he reached out and patted his chest a few times to drive away the tension left over from the past. The old man carried the wine jug, shook his fat body, and slowly walked out of the bamboo house: "Xiang'er, I'm back!" This time, not bad. I can take it, okay. The old man stroked his long beard and said to Feng Yunxiang with a smile: "Come, come here!" ”

Yun Xiang nodded and ran quickly, keeping up with the old man's tight but not slow pace. Seeing this, of course the old man smiled, his footwork quickly accelerated a hundred times, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string, and in a moment he came thousands of miles away. Seeing this, Yun Xiang patted his head helplessly, sighed at the impermanence of the old man, quickly recited the word "disease" in his mouth, and ran to the old man with lightning speed: "Master, it's too fast!" The old man walked back slowly, drinking the wine in his hand: "It's barely passable." Then he turned around, pointed to a dark cave in front of him, and smiled at Yun Xiang: "Go in!" ”

"This can't be another monster's lair, right?" Yun Xiang frowned, squinted and asked the old man. "What is the difference between strong and weak? It's just up to you! Yun Xiang sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Forget it," then he concentrated his breath on his chest, and his whole body flashed, summoning the body protection sword to sweep the sky, making the whole person seem to be shrouded in colorful brilliance. Yun Xiang swept the sky in his hand, a trace of edge flashed in his eyes, and he actually showed a solemn look, and the spirit sword in his hand was horizontal, and he walked into the cave. "Soon!" A crisp, slightly calm voice came out of the cave and gradually dissipated into the air. "Don't come back." The old man's indifferent expression suddenly changed to sadness, but he showed a strange seriousness: "Let's go!" The old man's figure gradually disappeared, and the invisible breeze drifted away.

Not far away, a thick fishy fog was slowly approaching the bamboo house. As the mist passed, everything trembled, revealing a terrifying dead silence, and the gods and ghosts wept, lamenting the handover of life and death.

The old man stood in front of the bamboo house, staring at the slow black fog not far away, and smiled strangely miserably: "It seems that this time I really can't protect it, I'm really unwilling!" ”

"Why is the immortal man sighing like this, it will be fine."

"How can you and I be able to tell you about fate?"

If you can't tell, just don't worry about it. ”

Behind the old man, the earth shook violently, the sky suddenly changed, thousands of birds spread their wings and scattered, accompanied by a loud sound that shook the sky, an extraterritorial phantom beast with the head of a tiger and a cow jumped out of the ground, holding a sharp blade, standing upright beside the old man, waiting for the unknown world to be due to the pain of obedience. "You can leave it alone

Is it? ”

"Why not." The violent shaking was followed by endless winds and clouds, which slaughtered the earth and rolled up thousands of sorrows, but all the innocent beings were killed under this astonishing might. A werewolf with a bone axe walked out of the wind slowly, stuck the sharp axe behind him, ran to the old man, stood beside him, looked at it strangely, and showed a trace of regret.

"When did you become so unhappy, it's really unpleasant."

"False wolf, we were all wrong this time, and it is irreparable." The old man looked at the phantom beast named Youtian, and stretched out his hand to block what he was about to say, Youtian looked at the old man with a little anger, but he unintentionally continued to look at the black fog in the distance. The old man's gaze turned to the werewolf again, and suddenly became a little wet, and the seriousness of the previous time was also extinguished a little: "All this is becoming more and more difficult, I really regret it." The werewolf couldn't help but tremble when he heard the old man's rare words, and his steps couldn't help but fall backwards, and there was no horror in his eyes

Xu is the first time.

The old man turned away, no longer looking at the werewolf, his gaze returned to his previous severity, and the true yuan in his body also moved. The whole body exudes an amazing momentum, and the whole body is also surrounded by extraordinary blue light. "Almost." Yun Xiang, who walked into the cave, looked around vigilantly, and released several defensive qi shields to protect his body veins. Walking to the center of the cave, a piercing cold current flashed in his face, Yun Xiang jumped away quickly, jumped to the raised stone above, held the sky in his hand, and stared at the four directions, "How is it possible, the cold air here can actually break through my qi shield, weird!" Yun Xiang thought for a moment, remembered the old man outside, and decided to give it a go. Turned over and jumped to the ground, concentrating on the Nanyi Qishu to search, and suddenly formed an aura whirlwind around his body, and after a rapid turn, he drilled into the wind outlet to search for the situation inside.

Holding his breath and gathering his breath, Yun Xiang released his divine consciousness to merge into the whirlwind, entered the tuyere, and set up dozens of defensive qi shields to protect his body. Between the eyebrows of the heavenly dragon, he put out five non-symbolic talismans from his clothes: "Drive", and threw it into the sky, and the stone cave was instantly shrouded in five-colored brilliance. One by one, they fell in all directions around Yunxiang, surrounded Yunxiang, and rotated with the qi to form a powerful aura. Yunxiang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and "swept the sky" flew in the sky, blooming with blue light, hanging above Yunxiang.

"No。。。。。。 No one, how could it be! The divine consciousness returned to the body, Yun Xiang's eyebrows were exquisite, he stood up, summoned "Sweeping the Sky" to hold his hand tightly, concentrated and waved his palms, and hit the tuyere, "Damn!" Scatter me so much in vain.

The sky-shaking palm power instantly destroyed the tuyere, and several cold qi quickly invaded out. Seeing this, Yun Xiang used his body to avoid them one by one: "Come again." Yun Xiang ran the true qi in his body, and the fire around his body ignited, his eyes sharpened, and his fists stirred up the angry flames of "beacon fire". Yun Xiang punched into the tuyere, and there was a roar, and the crack in the tuyere increased, collapsing in an instant, and several pieces of rubble fell. Unexpectedly, a piece of crystal light appeared, and the bright light crossed in front of Yun Xiang's eyes, gradually covering the five-colored brilliance beside Yun Xiang, and swallowing it up.

Yun Xiang, who was buried in the bright light, walked into the wind in surprise and glanced around: "Okay。。。。。。 It's beautiful! The soft light made Yun Xiang disperse his air shield, put away the "Sky Sweeping", and ran forward, caressing the curiosity in front of him. I didn't expect such a beautiful place here, it's amazing! ”

Yun Xiang's eyes were fixed on the Qianguang long platform beside him, and he walked slowly, staring at the wooden sign placed in the middle of the long platform, "Heavenly Xuan Wuyang Spirit Position." "Where do you think you've heard that name?" Yun Xiang stroked the back of his head, thinking about his memory. "Wow, what a big tomb!" Yun Xiang's attention shifted to the big tomb in front of him and looked up for a long time. "Wait! Wuyang, isn't it the master's name, but 。。。。。。 Yun Xiang was only left with infinite surprise on his face, and quickly took down the wooden card, looking at it for a long time: "Impossible, how can the master be!" "Who broke into the tomb" came from the tomb, and there was a loud sound that shook the sky, flowing white hair, crystal armor, and a giant sword in his hand, floating out of the tomb. It's so strong" Yun Xiang jumped backwards, looked at the snow-white phantom in front of him uneasily, summoned the sky, and clenched his hand: "You。。。。。。 Who are you and why are you 。。。。。。? ”

"Leave the position, fight" The white phantom stared, and gathered the qi in the palm of his hand "Flowing Wind".

A miniature sword light formed in his palm, which spun rapidly in front of the phantom's eyes, and drove the surrounding air current, forming a whirlwind, heading straight towards the Heavenly Dragon Cage.

"Damn" Yun Xiang shouted angrily, his hands were together, and he released a thousand Buddha lights: "Thousand Buddha Seals". I saw ten thousand Buddha lights falling from above, surrounding the Tianlong's body: "broken", and the whirlwind around him was swallowed by the Buddha light one by one, dissipating into the void. "You messed with me!" Yun Xiang urged the true yuan, so that the whole person seemed to be surrounded by colorful brilliance, and I saw Yun Xiang's sharp light flowing rapidly. The sky swept slightly shocked, and the colorful brilliance gradually melted into the "Thousand Buddha Seal", like the angry waves of the sky, accompanied by the momentum of shaking the sky and the earth, flashing in front of Yun Xiang: "Reverse Cloud Strike" Yun Xiang lightly supported the sky, and suddenly a powerful momentum shook the surroundings, forming several strong horizontal sword shadows stabbing towards the snow-white phantom.

The snow-white phantom frowned, let out a low roar, and exuded an icy cold aura all over his body: "Frozen the world." "Everything around is frozen in ice. The cold qi sealed Yun Xiang's movements, stopped the operation of his true qi, and instantly destroyed the qi emitted by Yun Xiang's gathering force. Bai Kai's phantom stared at Yun Xiang, and spat out the word, and a giant dragon in ice armor leaped out from behind him, soaring into the sky.

"How。。。。。。。 How so? Yun Xiang frowned, closed his breath and concentrated, his heart urged the sky, and injected his divine consciousness into it. The sky shook slightly, the sword qi shattered the ice, broke the ice and jumped out, and the sword body suddenly scattered flames, melting the ice stones around Yunxiang into ice vapor. Yun Xiang jumped up, swept the sky with his hand, looked at the dragon flying above him, and jumped diagonally behind him. Turning the hilt of the sword, his eyebrows flashed, and he burst into a shout: "Burning sky." A giant dragon formed by the flames of the river erupted from the blade, and its bloody eyes glared at the ice dragon in front of it. The snow-white phantom looked up at the Yan Dragon in front of him, stretched out his hand and sent out a stream of cold qi poured into the sword, the long sword in his hand quickly rose into the air, and the sharp edge pointed directly at the ice dragon, the phantom let out a strange sound, and the long sword suddenly merged with the dragon, exuding an extremely cold aura. The dragon sharpened its teeth and flew towards the dragon, releasing several cold currents from its mouth, freezing everything around it again.

Seeing this, Yun Xiang hurriedly urged the magic trick. The flame dragon above roared angrily at the ice dragon, exhaling a little firelight, dancing its giant wings, spitting out thousands of flames, and fighting with the ice dragon. The sky above the stone cave was suddenly brilliant and gorgeous. Not to be outdone, the two dragons showed off their branches. The cave shook violently, and the stones fell to the ground. "Burn the sky, solve it with horror." Yun Xiang stared at the sky, his complexion changed suddenly, and he shouted upward, and at the same time urged the true yuan in his body, forming a hundred flame walls to defend his body.

The flame dragon flashed and retreated. In the pursuit of the Ice Dragon, the wings protect the body, and the giant tail hangs below, forming endless flames below. The flame dragon instantly gathered in its body and spat out under the ice dragon. The "Horrifying Fire" snow-white phantom swept the flames from all directions above, and laughed indifferently. Hunting Flame surrounded the Ice Dragon, and Yan Miao invaded the dragon's body with the qi, and instantly formed a huge explosion on the gathering of all the fires. "Fate is here, and it is leaving." The snow-white phantom looked at the falling ice above and put away the long sword in his hand.

"What do you mean?" Yun Xiang summoned the Yan Dragon, took the Sky Snatcher back into his body, and ran quickly towards the phantom.

The phantom figure retreated, and gradually struck behind the tomb: "Don't go back to devouring the soul, always return to the right path, and come to this life." ”

"Disappeared" Yun Xiang walked towards the tomb, thinking back to the previous battle, and couldn't help but take a step back: "Who was that just now, why do you have a sense of déjà vu?" Yun Xiang stared at the long card in front of the tomb, remembering that the foreign master was still waiting, so he hurriedly turned around and walked out.

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