Tong Xiaoye's body was entangled to death, and the three-eyed and blue-eyed snake had a strange power, and the snake body kept wriggling to crush her, but her body was comparable to a medium-grade treasure, and the huge snake body rolled on the ground for a long time, and it never got her wish.

Tong Xiaoye was not having a good time at this time, the snake body was so huge that she didn't even have the space to free her hand, her whole body was getting tighter and tighter, and she was almost out of breath.

If you go on like this, you will be suffocated if you don't get squeezed to death, and the more time passes, the more unfavorable it will be for herself, in desperation, she has a thought, and released the little black wolf who has been eager to fight, afraid that it will not be safe, and took out the Ruyi dry gold rod hidden deep in her body.

The little black wolf roared and rushed towards the seven-inch of the three-eyed blue-eyed snake, and Tong Xiaoye used his spiritual sense to control the dry gold rod, and also smashed it down according to the huge snake body.

Under the double attack, the three-eyed blue-eyed snake shook violently, and the huge snake body shook, Tong Xiaoye took the opportunity to get out of trouble, grabbed the dry gold rod, and smashed it down according to the giant snake's head and face.

The dry gold rod is an ancient immortal weapon, and the three-eyed blue-eyed snake was smashed to dodge again and again, Tong Xiaoye was about to chase after it and beat it, when he suddenly frowned and slowed down his movements quietly.

Half of the three-eyed snake's body was smashed, and the snake's eyes stared at Tong Xiaoye coldly, Tong Xiaoye looked at it from a distance, hooked his fingers defiantly, and showed a contemptuous smile.

The giant snake was suddenly enraged, and the third eye, which had been closed, suddenly opened, getting brighter and brighter, and gradually condensed a brilliant green light, aiming at Tong Xiaoye's body.

The green light became thicker and thicker, from emerald green to thick green, and finally approached the color of ink, and after a sharp whistle, the green light shot out towards Tong Xiaoye!

I'm waiting for you!

Tong Xiaoye smiled coldly, and his body cleverly dodged. A few twists broke free from the lock of the green light, and then she raised her small hand, and suddenly dragged out a tall figure and threw it on top of the green light.

This guy has been hiding nearby for an unknown amount of time, probably thinking about taking advantage of the fisherman, but the little black wolf smelled the smell and immediately transmitted the sound to Tong Xiaoye.

Tong Xiaoye didn't dare to kill the inner disciple lightly, so he just used the green light of the three-eyed blue-eyed snake to kill this person. Even if there's something like a soul lamp. The sect saw that it was also a huge three-eyed snake, and it just happened to pick up a bargain.

The power of the green light was indeed extraordinary, and after a piercing scream. A puff of green smoke rose from the monk's body, and in an instant it shriveled down into a skeleton.

What a powerful beam!

Tong Xiaoye was taken aback, and made sure that the monk could not die anymore, so he waved the golden rod like jade. Smash the basilisk into a mud after emitting the green light.

After packing up the body of the snake demon, she let the little black hair run out and smell it. He swept the surrounding scene with his spiritual sense, and found that only Lu Qing was still nervously guarding the intersection, so he got up to look at what the monk had left behind.

The monk was burned clean from top to bottom, and only a shriveled skeleton remained. There is also a black storage bracelet.

Tong Xiaoye picked up the bracelet and looked in, and found a cyan jade talisman in a pile of miscellaneous items, on which was engraved a flying sword with a simple shape. Of the eight major sects, only the Fuxin Sword Sect uses the sword as the sect symbol, and it seems that this monk is still a sword cultivator.

Qi Zhongliao and Chen He are both in the Heart Sword Sect. If only this person were one of them.

Tong Xiaoye secretly prayed, and found a few wood-based spells in the storage ring, as well as a lot of plant seeds.

Chen He is the Golden Water Twin Spirit Root, Qi Zhongliao is the Golden Fire Earth Three Spirit Root, and this unknown monk must have a Wood Spirit Root, and her dream was shattered in an instant.

Regrettably throwing the storage ring into the space, Tong Xiaoye cleaned up the scene, and was about to go to find Xu Qing, only to find that she had come to a completely unfamiliar place.

There are dark purple snake vines everywhere, and there are snake-shaped fruits hanging on the vines, like lifelike small snakes, which are very realistic and cute.

It turned out that he had been rolled by the three-eyed and blue-eyed snake for so long, and he had rolled all the way to the depths of the Snake Ridge!

Tong Xiaoye picked a large basket of snake fruits before turning around to look for Lu Qing.

Lu Qing had been observing the movements inside with her spiritual sense, and then Tong Xiaoye was swept into the depths of the Snake Ridge by the three-eyed blue-eyed snake, this distance had long been beyond the scope of her spiritual sense, and after such a long time, she almost believed that Tong Xiaoye was dead.

She didn't dare to go in to find out, and she didn't want to give up, so she waited stupidly at the entrance with a glimmer of hope.

I didn't expect that little girl to come out alive!

"Ono, how did you get out, where is that big snake?" Lu Qing's eyes widened and she exclaimed with joy on her face.

"In my storage bag!" Tong Xiaoye wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll send you in and leave." ”

Tong Xiaoye led the way, and the two easily walked into the depths of the Snake Ridge, and when they saw the snake fruits all over the ground, Lu Qing couldn't help but jump up.

"Senior sister, I'm going out, you can leave by yourself after picking the fruit." Tong Xiaoye said hello to Lu Qing and left the Snake Ridge quickly.

At this time, it was already late at night, and there was silence in the Youyun Valley, Tong Xiaoye chose an open place, and urged Xiao Heimao to run around and smell it, making sure that there was no one around, and then he urged the stealth spell of the Yao Mantis Fist.

Stepping lightly in the air, she hurried away overnight stealth, and ran towards the Phantom Demon Abyss non-stop.

The Youyun Valley at night is still full of dangers, there are powerful demon beasts everywhere, and from time to time you can still see the monks of the Jindan period fighting the law, and the brilliant spells will shine half of the night sky brightly, but the invisible Tong Xiaoye is like a plug-in, running wildly along the safe route on the map, and finally when the sky is slightly bright, he stepped on the cliff where the ghost abyss is located.

The scene of the Phantom Abyss made her a little dumbfounded for a moment.

This is a cheat, right? Why is the style of painting completely wrong?

Qi Zhonglao, who said yes, was the first to come here? What about taking advantage of the fact that the protagonist didn't come to seize the opportunity?

In other words, who is the jade tree standing in front of the Demon Abyss and contemplating it, who is the figure that is faintly familiar with the dust in the wind?

Tong Xiaoye was very puzzled and flipped through his memory, and once again confirmed that the original male protagonist was an ordinary man with a tall figure, an ordinary face, inconspicuous in the crowd, but when he fought, the spirit of the king shocked the world.

So who is this man with a face as perfect as a sculpture, but a cold cube like an ice cube all over his body?

What's more, there was a faint sense of familiarity in him, but Tong Xiaoye rummaged through his memories and found that he had never seen this person.

Could it be that the male protagonist Qi Zhongliao felt that his face was extraordinary enough to attract beauties, so he specially went for plastic surgery?

Tong Xiaoye instantly felt that her head was not enough, and she stood in place sluggishly, not knowing what to do for a while.

Do you want to suddenly show your figure and say hello to this cold beautiful man?

Tong Xiaoye's heart was entangled, but the man suddenly turned around, and his sharp gaze shot in the direction where she was.

It is obviously a pair of peach blossom eyes of a flowing person, but there is no trace of emotion in the pupils, and the gaze is like substance, as if it can see through the stealth formation of the mantis fist.

Tong Xiaoye couldn't help but shudder, and used all his strength to stand firmly in place.

Yushan Daoren, the original owner of the Divine Refining Technique, had also discovered his own Cunzài, but he didn't see through the stealth array, but his spiritual sense was extremely strong, and he judged that there was an outsider's Cunzài through the sound of the wind between her walks.

So this person's spiritual sense is also very strong, even beyond the Yuan Infant Stage, it must be like this!

Tong Xiaoye thought to himself, and in this person's fierce gaze, his heart became more and more calm.

At the beginning, the spiritual sense of Yushan Dao was comparable to the power of the Yuan Infant Stage, so she could see through her whereabouts, and now her volley step level is several levels higher, this strange male cultivator can still see through it, maybe the spiritual sense has exceeded the Yuan Infant Stage, and even reached the Transformation Stage.

The Qionghua Secret Realm restricts the entry of monks below the Jindan period, and even the eight major sects cannot make an exception, so this person's cultivation must be below the Jindan period, but the spiritual sense has exceeded the transformation period, what kind of existence is it?

Tong Xiaoye's heart turned countless thoughts, but his body stood straight, without even a little trembling.

In fact, as long as he came to take a look in person, or took a flying sword and slashed it at will, Tong Xiaoye had to dodge, and he brought up a trace of dust when he walked, which would naturally expose his figure.

But the nameless monk did nothing.

He just stared at her silently for a moment, and after a moment, he turned to look at the endless abyss beneath the cliff.

The Chiyang Sword, which had not been lit, was like an ordinary piece of iron, slanted at the bottom of the abyss, hidden among countless rocks, and it was impossible to recognize it as a flying sword without looking carefully.

Only the protagonist Qi Zhongliao has a discerning eye, and he saw this peerless sword at a glance and gave it a completely different fate.

And Tong Xiaoye has the golden finger left by the author, and his eyes swept through the demonic abyss inch by inch, and finally found this legendary growth weapon.

The question is, under the nose of an unknown male cultivator whose divine sense is comparable to that of the god transformation stage and who is suspected of being the male protagonist, how can she snatch this flying sword into her hands?

In fact, not only is she struggling, but the nameless male cultivator's mood is also extremely complicated.

Tong Xiaoye observed his expression without blinking, and found that this guy also saw the sword, but seemed to be hesitant to pull it out.

Are you kidding? Is it difficult to decide whether you want it or not? Besides, the author didn't say how dangerous it is to draw a sword, it should be easier to think about it, just try it!

Tong Xiaoye stood in place, eager to jump into the abyss and pull out the Chiyang Sword himself.

I don't know how long the cold wind blew, but the monk's expression moved slightly, and he finally jumped down the abyss.

The light cyan clothes are flying in the wind, the back is outstanding, and the whole person has a faint sense of freedom and ease that does not belong to this world, Rao is Tong Xiaoye is partial to his brother Ning Yuan, and he still thinks that this guy is better looking than his brother.

This kind of good-looking is not only the appearance, but also the temperament that looks down on the world.

To her surprise, the nameless male cultivator flew back quickly. (To be continued) R580