He sat on Qi Long, one man and one beast, and left when he was free.

The ancient burnt dry mountain was now shrouded in flames until Li Kezhou disappeared for a long time, and Dashan's tweets began to emit long, gruff voices filled with sadness, the clearest, but apparently the voice of a young woman.

Nine days later, Qi Long took to the air.

"If the drought demon is not good to me, how many dangerous prisons have been sealed, and how many great demons have been scared away by the robbers!" Li Kezhou muttered to himself.

He put his hand into his arms and pulled out the large white jade pendant.

The temperature on the jade pendant is ironic, it looks like a jade pendant, but you really have to hold it to know that the material of the jade pendant is definitely not any kind of known jade pendant.

"It's the dragon's resister and then the mysterious drought demon that represents the meaning of jade paper. It has its own defenses, but it is also more than ten thousand times. ”

"What is the identity of the woman in the mirror, and why is there such a big face that the drought demon who resists the dragon and is sealed by the earth will not let him go when he sees this autumn?"

"Not only that, but the dragon warrior gave me the Book of Giants, and the Drought Demon gave me two great hints from the old man, clearly showing the face of such a woman. Li Kezhou continued.

He had a premonition that he had just adored his master. Not only did you simply divide the owner of the castle like Yun Yao, but because this was an ancient evil given to the dragon warriors, so Xin would rather take out his own inheritance book.

When he thought of the Book of Giants, he could barely hide his enthusiasm.

This time, cold and snowy clothes, this time I came here to experience it, and if not, now start practicing the ancient door practice.

But in the end, it turned out that his trip was not in vain.

Since then, it has been owned, whether it is kendo or correction, it does a thousand miles a day with half the effort, twice as much.

A man and a beast continued towards the exit of the Devil's Prison.

He doesn't have four sub-keys. He had to go back when he came.

Just as he was on the way, Qi Long suddenly slowed down and looked back in that direction.

When Li Kezhou saw him walking in that direction, his face changed slightly.

Looking in the distance, the clouds in the sky actually showed a dragon-shaped, dragon-shaped cloud, which did not disperse for a long time, and under the clouds, the clouds were cloudy, as if someone was doing a little swordsmanship.

"Judging from the content of the sword qi, it seems that the person who uses the sword technique comes from the painful sword field, but after a journey of thousands of miles, we can still see great power. The man is hard and unusual, but when it comes to knowing his own countenance, the sword field of pain seems to be less powerful, and the sword of pain and pain repairs the person......"

He looked at the dragon-shaped cloud over there, and couldn't think of how much, of course, something was wrong. Where things change, killings can happen, and beyond that.

It's delicious and cheap. Anything else?

At this time, Qi Long took it for a while and gave him a low, hoarse banknote.

"What! You say the smell of that place, when you have an inexplicable familiarity and intimacy?"

Qi Long nodded slightly.

Li Kezhou sank.

According to the information he received from the old purple mute ancestor, Qi Long's origin was an ancient noise from the Devil's Prison. As for the specific location, he did not ask.

Now listening to Qi Long's one or two, he will guess it! Heart Dao: Where the Purple Fool Ancestor got the Weighing Qiquan will be there?

"Let's go see what's going on there. ”

Qi Longben was eager to try. He heard Li Kaizhou make a decision and immediately flew in one direction.

Winding and rugged canyons.

Ghosts, winds, blows...

Wherever the entrance is, there is a hellish sight on earth.

A hundred years of shuttling travel, shrouded in a hundred square feet, only a few dozen people were deeply trapped, everyone was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Sword Academy, it was difficult to squeeze into bundles at this moment, and there were screams from time to time.

At the front of the line, there stood a fair-skinned man wearing a face washer, and a man's face was a little charming. The cat catches the mouse-like expression and makes fun of the struggling people.

Seeing people struggling through the quagmire of death was one of the most interesting things in his life.

"This is a portal swordplay, will we all be buried today?" said a struggling faction in horror.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed out and raised his sword to get the ticket.

Of course, if Li Kezhou was here, he would have recognized at a glance that this person was not a person, but a poor teapot, for the children who helped him hold the palm of his hand [in front of the foot door.

A little cold light has killed ten kinds of ghosts in a row.

Seeing that the fence was broken, the exit was opened, and a hundred years later it was remodeled, and the sharp edges were light, and the advantages and disadvantages of a whole failed to penetrate.

A charming little man smiled and said: "Where the legend lives, there is no barbaric civilized place here, and those who come here cannot improve." Today, when you see this legend, it may not be all true. Just a sword, it's fun. ”

"If you don't surprise me, when I lose interest in you, I'll kill you for a hundred years in the next moment. ”

A camellia knife failed to break the opponent's fencing, and someone started.

This is Tang Jing.

Tang Jing's sword was the strongest of the three martyrs, or the sword of the day, which was the strongest of his current means.

The sword is like a wing, and it flies by.

Tang Jing deserves the pride of Li Kezhou's struggle for the championship. The power of this sword is still above the sword of the anemo god. Wherever it goes, it has been destroyed for a hundred years.

But the quagmire mirror is too low now, but in the early years of the Yuan Dynasty, he was not in Li Kezhou. Naturally, he had to follow the four kingdoms of the Yuan dynasty. The huge gap between these two areas prevents him from biting in the opposite direction.

A small charming man smiled, not seeing any movement. He walked for a hundred years, and then changed again. The Sword of Heaven still can't find the fence.

"Great! Your ants have given me a big surprise. The sword is good, but today I have a mission. I can't play with you anymore, kill you, take things, and enter Longxia. Remember, it was Prince Yongni who killed you. After a while, Jiuquan, you all have the capital to boast about it......!

When a person's voice disappears, the tableknob, which was only a century old at the last moment, suddenly turns into a vicious frame.

There was a long tusk, claws and claws, which killed dozens of people.

This ghost photo, without examples, is not a human body, but a human soul.

Look at this evil framing power, at most, in an instant, everyone's souls have also been devoured, turning into a pair of dead corpses.

"Wow?"

A cute little man laughed and suddenly looked up.

An old photo flashed out.

People couldn't stand still, and while swinging their swords, they turned their swords into nine flying dragons, and the nine dragons coiled, leaving a game, falling from the sky, and fencing for a hundred years.

One question!

It's like a meteorite falling into the air, a problem breaks loudly, and all sorts of ghost photos, but none of them exist.

"Big brother!"

"Son of God!"

"Gatekeeper!"

Dozens of people saw the sky and shouted three names at the same time.

Qi Long collapsed in front of the crowd.