Squinting her eyes slightly, she took a deep look at the dense net of vitality turbulence in front of her, which would still make her heart flutter, but Ye Chu tore the corners of her mouth, Jian Xiu should have been fearless and move forward bravely! What's more, the opportunity is just around the corner, and there is a stupid dragon who has already made a promise to keep her from dying!

"Heh," with a faint chuckle, Ye Chu raised his arm, bent his fingers and flicked the sword body, in the "buzzing" sound of the broken sword in her hand, she straightened her back, without half a child's attitude, her body was full of fighting spirit, rose to the sky, and said loudly, "Little uncle, then please wait for the good news of our victory." ”

"Good!" Mu Jiuge raised his hand, straightened Ye Chu's collar, tightly suppressed the worry in his heart, and pressed it to the bottom of his heart, with a soft smile on his rather pale face, and a pair of bloodshot eyes fixed on Ye Chu's body. The heavens are chaotic, and the evil omen suddenly flashes...... At this time, all she can do is to smile and respond to the word "good", I only hope that they can overcome all the obstacles all the way until they get what they want.

"Aang!" The loud and high-pitched dragon groan rose from the ground, waking up the two people who were immersed in various emotions, and in an instant, they forced out the turbulence of vitality within a radius of more than ten meters, and the bright silver huge dragon body flashed with a dazzling silver light, lingering in a layer of clouds and mist suspended in mid-air, Ying Long shook the huge dragon head, "Mu little girl, you take care of yourself, the scourge will last for thousands of years, this little girl is not so easy to have accidents, not to mention, there is still me!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Yinglong, the juniors know!" Mu Jiuge hugged his fists and saluted. said with a smile, "Then everything is up to Lord Yinglong, and your lord has a smooth journey." A strong force supported Mu Jiuge's figure that wanted to bow down, Ying Long sighed leisurely, a streamer crossed, Ying Long probed his claws, and picked up Ye Chu, who did not have the slightest resistance. A pair of huge wings flapped out a fierce wind, and plunged headlong into the turbulent current.

The strong wind whistling from the wings swept wildly, and in an instant, it dispersed the turbulent flow of vitality around him, "Bell! Clang! Clang! There was a small crashing sound. Ying Long's huge body turned into a streamer. Drifting away.

The softest waist and abdomen were tightly clasped by Ying Long's cold and hard claws, which was very uncomfortable, but it was better than the sword intent that was stirred up, and the overwhelming bombardment of the attack. They were all blocked by Ying Long's huge body. Ye Chu, who was happy to be idle, gave up the idea of protesting this awkward posture. Honestly closed his mouth. Occasionally, when one or two thin sword intent brushed past her, Ye Chu reached out and caught it. Savor the sharp and vicissitudes of the mystery.

At the beginning, Ye Chu's perception of these sword intents was just a moment of boredom, after all, they were just some broken sword intents, and most of the mysteries contained in them were also broken, which did not make her feel too much. However, as they moved forward, Ye Chu's face became solemn little by little, his eyes flickered, and a dense layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The more to the center, the more fragmented the sword intent is, and according to common sense, the mysteries in these sword intents should also be more broken and obscure, and it is difficult to decipher. Ye Chu originally thought so, but the reality gave her a hard blow, and the mysteries contained in these more detailed sword intents were far beyond the majesty she knew, and they were becoming more and more complete.

If it is said that the scattered sword intents in the outermost part of the Yuan Qi turbulence are fragments, fragments of swords, then these sword intents closer to the center are a giant sword made of thousands of small swords, which is scattered and then scattered again into the previous small swords, although it is also a part of this sword intent, but it has its own integrity.

The fierce gaze of the real sword swept around, Ye Chu's eagerness and excitement could not be suppressed at all, she couldn't bear it anymore, just at the moment when the occasional sword intent rubbed her body, she caught a little bit of it, the sword yuan gushed out from her hand, Ye Chu took the initiative to attack, turned into an invisible sword yuan with a big hand, and grabbed those scattered sword intent everywhere.

The strong wind stirred up by Ying Long swept wildly, although it could expel the turbulence of vitality, but it could not move those sword intent that was small but sharp, and Ye Chu was immersed in hunting everywhere, carefully comprehending this cycle, and was full of joy at the increase in prey, but he did not find that Ying Long was paddling a little.

As Ye Chu was able to catch more and more sword intent, her perception became stronger and stronger, and she felt more and more that this sword intent that had been scattered was once powerful. Immovable as a mountain, moving as a wind, sharp gold, bloody killing...... All kinds of mysteries were presented in front of her one by one, and Ye Chu unconsciously devoted himself to them.

Gradually, Ye Chu was no longer satisfied with the mystery of this one, and suddenly became ambitious, she wanted to deduce what kind of existence this sword intent was when it was complete. With this thought, Ye Chu's excited whole body couldn't stop trembling slightly, causing Ying Long, who was paddling, to be startled suddenly, but as soon as his divine sense swept away, Ying Long pouted with great difficulty, damn mentally retarded! Thinking that she had encountered some danger because of her relaxation, she scolded Ye Chu in her heart, and Ying Long just let her tremble from there alone, and no longer paid attention to it.

Ye Chu was a little impatient to devote himself to the deduction of the sword intent, but this was interlocked by various sword intents, and finally formed a complete sword intent, the mystery of which was too huge and fine, not a single cent, it could not be messed up, Rao was with the strength of Ye Chu's divine consciousness, this consumption was also very terrifying, in just a moment, Ye Chu's face turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead condensed like a stream. And, the most important thing is that no matter how she deduces, she can always feel a little worse, a little worse!

Under the control of this mood that can almost restore this complete sword intent, Ye Chu's range of sword intent is also in her unconsciousness, spreading outward and expanding little by little, regardless of the loss, she devotes herself to the deduction without any loss, even if her forehead is "suddenly" throbbing, even if her chest is suffocated, her breathing is a little heavier, even if her eyes are slightly scarlet, her eyes are a little scattered, Ye Chu has no intention of giving up. (To be continued.) )