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Soul Burner!

The Ghost Sword Butterfly jumped down from the sky, and a dazzling black light slashed through obliquely, splitting the human form piled up with skulls in two.

Time seemed to stand still, and the white skull man was staggered from head to toe, frozen for a moment, and scattered in all directions, his hollow eyes flashed with a faint green light, and the sound of teeth slamming more violently, whistling in all directions.

The two tigers and tigers in Xuan Jiu's hands who beat the king's whip danced were in the wind, bringing up bursts of frost mist, pulling out brilliant ice crystals in mid-air, which were extremely dazzling.

The skull that had been hit turned into crystal in an instant, and it fell to the ground, dripping and rolling aside, only the ghost light in the hollow eye sockets still shone.

His posture is as tall as a pine, moving like a rabbit, the moves are wide open and closed, and there are clever speculations, both strong and sensitive, the moment the whip hits, Zhenyuan tilted out, and suddenly exploded at the point of focus, using every bit of spiritual power on the blade, without the slightest waste, it can be said to be exerted to the extreme.

On this side, Xuanjiu was steady and steady, constantly consuming the number of skulls in the sky, and the ink-dyed clothes on the other side were even more remarkable.

Different from Xuan Jiu, who fought on the ground alone, the ink-dyed classmates relied on their bodies to be light and dexterous, jumping in mid-air, taking the flying skulls as the foothold, stepping on the seven stars, and dancing on the tips of many skulls, the jade silkworm suit inside was glowing with soft brilliance, looming, fluttering, light and free, almost like a fairy descending to earth. Of course, if you can remove the gray and abrupt standard robe, the image will be more complete and beautiful.

The longbow in her hand didn't stop for a moment. Bursting out of all kinds of spiritual light, it pierced into the weakest point in the middle of each skull's eyes with a strong wind, and the arrows shot through. The sound of "bang bang" explosions is endless.

The ghost fire on the spirit sword in the hand of the ghost sword butterfly turned into a fine black light filament, detached from the sword body. Rushing in all directions, the net generally caught a large piece of skulls, and the flowers in front of them lined them up in a neat formation "long snake formation".

Ink-dyed clothes are full of bowstrings.

"Whoosh!"

A little fire at the tip of the arrow burned like a spark, and at the moment it flew out, it burst into flames, and "all the ......" pierced from the beginning to the end. Then there was a series of explosions.

On the longbow, the bright yellow flickered and disappeared, so fast that it was invisible, and another arrow with fire followed like a shadow, rushing to the center of the explosion, and the momentum was even stronger.

Ink-dyed clothes were stunned for a moment, and they hit a combo!

I feel a little annoyed in my heart, sooner or later, what's the point of doing it at this time?!

What a waste of birds!

Glancing at the rocky giant, though slower. But I can't stand people waving their arms, covering a large area, there are always one or two skulls that are cracked, and the big feet are raised and stepped on. The solid ground trampled out countless deep footprints, and the hard skulls were trampled into slag and slept forever in the ground.

He quickly took out the almost transparent summoning rune stone, and combined it with another summoning crystal engraved with runes, and the two merged into one, and the transparent color was gone, leaving only the deep and thick yellow, and the blue rune that seemed to flow slowly like a trickle inside.

Soul Burner!

The Ghost Sword Butterfly attacked again, and this time the target was the man in black who hid his head and tail. ~

The arrows of the ink-dyed clothes arrived almost at the same time, right in the throat, a black mist was born out of thin air, her arrows were stained by the black mist, and disappeared in a flash, the ghost sword butterfly's soul burning blow was effective, and the black sword lightly cut through the black mist, like a hard-boiled egg being peeled open, revealing the tender white and soft boiled egg inside.

A look of astonishment floated over it, and the monk who was broken through the defenses by a sword and cut through the black robe was, unexpectedly, a young man with fair skin and a glowing light, not just like a boiled egg that had been skinned.

Anyone who sees him at first sight will stay on his moisturized skin that is different from ordinary people, and ignore his just delicate face, it is hard to imagine that a person with such a "clean" appearance can speak so ugly? !

On closer inspection, you will notice that his somewhat sunken eye sockets and the very obvious blue and red color under the eyes are clearly the people who are accustomed to collecting yin and supplementing yang, and it is difficult to reconcile and balance the yin and yang qi in the body.

Xuan Jiu was also stunned for a moment, but it did not prevent him from seizing the opportunity and giving a fatal blow!

A black iron pill popped out of Xuan Jiu's hand, seemingly light, but in fact it consumed most of the true yuan in his body, his expression suddenly became pale, and there was a touch of tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The iron pill pulled out a long straight line in the air, as if it was slowly approaching the man in black, the dazzling light burst out, and the next moment, the flying sword more than a foot long gently and skillfully shaved off the person's head, like a young leaf that was unwilling to stretch, shrunk up again, rotated and hugged into a ball, and returned into the inconspicuous faintly glowing iron pill, and flew back in a straight line, falling into Xuan Jiu's hands.

This qiē happened too quickly, so fast that when the ink dyed clothes came back to their senses, the dust had already settled.

There was no conversation between the two people, whether it was before or after the war, but this match seemed to be rehearsed in advance, full of tacit understanding, and in an instant, it ended in the person's life.

That's a monk in the foundation period!

Ink dyed clothes felt that her neck was a little cold, the black iron pill, if she expected it was not bad, it should be the sword pill that was refined with painstaking blood, it was the usual life-saving means of sword cultivation, the sword pill, every day with the blood of the heart, extremely spiritual, it must be stained with blood, usually the last killing move of sword cultivation, but because it is not easy to refine, and it slows down the speed of cultivation, few monks sacrifice this thing in the early stage of cultivation, usually after the foundation is built, or formed into a golden pill, so that there is time to use this life-saving means of hurting the enemy by injuring a thousand and injuring eight hundred.

With Xuan Jiu's current cultivation, if he can make that sword pill as he wishes, he must have been practicing for a long time, and it will definitely not be less than twenty years, calculate his current age, hiss! Isn't it just beginning to practice......

No wonder!

This is the real reason why his cultivation is slowly improving!

But......

Ink-dyed clothes looked at him with a complicated expression. I don't know if I should come over and offer condolences.

At this time, Xuan Jiu was extremely weak, and she only needed one finger. and put him to death.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, why did he trust her so much? Still is...... What other means have not yet been used?

It's not the heart of the ink-dyed villain, it's really the current situation of the two if it's reversed. She certainly couldn't trust her life to others.

He hooked his finger at the fat girl, pointing to the detached corpse. The ghost sword butterfly flapped its wings and jumped up, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, and the much lighter spirit sword pierced the man's chest, and lifted it upward, piercing out a gray-white yin spirit, struggling to escape from the shackles of the ghost sword butterfly, but was firmly fixed by the spirit sword.

The chubby girl's white and tender little face is a little more joyful. The big black eyes, shiny and shiny, the small tongue showed a little, licked his lips unconsciously, pursed his mouth, and sucked violently.

The gray-colored ghost reluctantly turned into a wisp and burrowed into the mouth of the ghost sword butterfly, and after the fat girl feasted on it, she patted her round little belly with satisfaction, and flew over in the air with a figure of eight. The smiling eyes crooked against the master's arm, rubbing the little face coquettishly.

The ink dyed clothes swallowed a elixir that restored the true yuan, and felt the medicinal power slowly spread, leading to the limbs and hundreds of remains. I can't moan.

She straightened her face, looked at Senior Brother Xuanjiu who was meditating on her own, walked lightly to the corpse, looked at it quietly for a while, squinted her eyes, and a fireball popped out of her fingertips.

The corpse was ignited instantly, and the black robe and the corpse were melted by the fire, revealing the whole body insect armor with the warm sun-like color inside, which was a fire scorpion!

The ink-dyed clothes were lightly distinguished, and he fanned them casually with his sleeves, and a delicate and atmospheric storage was to be brought to float in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched, poor ghost!

You said that you are a monk in the foundation building period, only a fire scorpion insect armor, not a suit, just a storage to bring, Shenma storage bracelets, storage rings are all gone, isn't it too bad!

Let's not compare with the farther, as far as the nearest one is concerned, the paralyzed face of Senior Brother Xuanjiu also has storage to bring, saying that people have two more storage bags, what they are wearing, it is not visible to hide in the robe, but thinking about it, it is also a complete set of suits.

Ink dyed clothes were dissatisfied, and picked up the fire scorpion full body armor and storage, and gently put it in front of Xuan Jiu, more than two feet away from him, turned out a set of chess pieces and arranged them around.

The earth giant who did not put it away, has already unloaded the rocks on his body, and is still covered with dirt, because of the special requirements of the master, squatting on the ground aggrieved, two long arms hanging down and resting on the ground and having to bend, very much like squatting on the ground to draw circles, especially the giant's head is still low, how to look at how to have a sense of joy.

That is, the owner of such a bad taste as ink-dyed clothes would bully the loyal and honest, hard-working summons like this.

I don't know if it's an illusion of ink-dyed clothes, the earth giant seems to be a little burlier than before, and the muscles on his body are obviously bulging than before, cough cough, is it an illusion? Because of the posture?

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The wait is always long.

Ink-dyed clothes feel that way now.

Senior Brother Xuanjiu has been motionless like this for two hours, and if she couldn't still feel this person's shallow breathing, she would almost think that he was hanging, and his bronzed face was unhealthy and pale, but it was just like a dead man's face, but his bottom was there, and it was black, so it was not so obvious.

She had nothing to do, so she took pleasure in observing the people opposite.

The senior brother with a paralyzed face who closed his eyes looked much more pleasing to the eye.

The person on the other side suddenly opened his eyes, and the ink dyed clothes were suddenly startled, startled, and his heart fluttered a few times before he recovered as usual.

"Senior Brother Xuan......" ink dyed clothes did not skimp on his bright and sweet smile.

Speaking of which, it was Xuan Jiu who put her into such a dangerous situation, and it was Xuan Jiu who killed that person with all his might to save her, she thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't understand whether she should blame him or thank him.

She is not an emotional person, and there is a cause for everything, but Xuan Jiu's series of actions made her see the preciousness of this senior brother and kept her promises.

Well, this is the only reason she can come up with, the reason for this senior brother to desperately defend her.

After all, it won't be like her, not to mention that the two have not had much intersection before, so they are not familiar with each other at all. Just talking about this person's attitude towards her, it will never be a "non-indistinguishable thought" for her! (The author wipes sweat, clothes classmates.) I really think too much, but I haven't seen the flowers bloom, and the car sees the car. ）

"Kenmaru's thing. Don't sue others! Xuan Jiu said in a deep voice, his beautiful eyes staring at the face of the ink-dyed clothes. stared straight at her, faintly exuding a trace of coldness, as if he was about to kill someone if he didn't hear his intended answer.

She shrunk her neck, and once again brushed the picture of the sword pill lightly taking people's heads in her mind, making her smile more bright and sincere, "Senior Brother Xuan, don't worry, I know what to say." What not to say. In the blink of his eyes, Mo Dye Yi hesitated to speak, "Please also ask Senior Brother to keep it a secret for me, don't mention the strangeness of the earth giant to others......"

This is a secret exchange!

Her earth giant is related to summoning runes, and the rune system is the most important secret on her body, and if you put a balance in the middle, her side is still heavier! Hum!

Xuan Jiu's narrow eyes glanced at the spoofed earth giant, as if a streamer flashed, and he was amazed for a moment.

"Good!" He answered. Turning his head, there was a gentle smile in his eyes, "What's the matter with your Ghost Sword Butterfly?" ”

"What's going on?" Ink-dyed clothes looked ignorant.

"Soul Burner!" Xuan Jiu reminded lightly.

Belch......

Twice felled?

Some of them are counterintuitive?!

At this moment, she realized what she had missed. The secret of the ghost sword butterfly was enough to exchange for the fact that he hid the sword pill deeply, and she also added a weight to her own clever to draw his attention to the earth giant, maybe before she opened her mouth, he didn't notice that the earth giant could control the difference in the stone skin by himself......

Mo Dye Yi lowered his head and was silent, and for a moment, he raised his head and looked at him pitifully, "I don't understand it either...... Senior brother, you are well-informed, do you know what is going on? ”

Loaded, must be loaded!

She insisted that she didn't know what to do!

"Ghost butterflies are rarely born, let alone ghost sword butterflies, but there are always some peculiarities about all different species!" Xuan Jiu's expression was flat, and his speech was uniform, without the slightest wave.

This is the longest sentence that Mo Dye Yi has ever heard of this person by knowing this person!

"What about the giants?"

Senior Brother Xuanjiu in front of him seemed to have turned into a problem baby in an instant, with many questions in his heart, and he asked them one by one calmly.

"Rocks can be condensed outside." The ink-dyed clothes pondered for a moment, giving a plausible answer.

Xuan Jiu didn't know if it was okay, he looked at her with burning eyes, and didn't move for a moment.

I can see that her scalp is numb, and I said, we are girls, our faces are very tender, and you can't be so straightforward if you want to appreciate it!

"You're good at archery!"

After a long time, this man opened his mouth and made a very positive comment.

"There are many exercises on weekdays...... Mo Dye Yi followed his words, and after speaking, he was shocked to realize that he had been led by the nose, how did he seem to report to the leader.

"When did Senior Brother Xuan start refining the Sword Pill?" She hurried to take the initiative and take the initiative.

The blue and white color on Xuan Jiu's face faded a little, and the round sword pill jumped out from the fingertips of his left hand, jumped vertically to the palm of his right hand, and disappeared.

Mo Dye Yi only felt that his heartbeat had stopped for half a moment just now, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes flickered, and he became more and more cowardly.

"The ...... at the beginning of the practice"

The indifferent voice echoed in her ears, long and long, as if she was remembering something, and there was a little more faint emotion, she didn't have time to distinguish it, so she disappeared in her ears, which was very different from the ordinary.

It should be when he was six or seven years old, if his father was really the sect master, he would definitely not delay in finding out the spiritual root.

Sure enough, his family background is extraordinary, and the sword pill is precious, and ordinary cultivators are afraid that they have only heard of his name, and they have never even seen it.

She actually wanted to ask about the gossip about Senior Brother Xuanjiu, for the three sadomasochistic relationships that ended without a problem, Mo Dye Yi was very interested in saying that no matter how homely a woman is, as long as she is a woman, she will inevitably have a throbbing gossip heart.

But the hand that Xuan Jiu played just now made the sword pill click with a thunderous sound, and it appeared in an instant, it was definitely not an unintentional move, the meaning of the warning was very strong, and she couldn't ignore it if she wanted to!

"That...... Senior Brother Xuan, that person only has these things on him. The ink-dyed garment succeeded in drawing the eyes of the people on the other side to their booty.

Xuan Jiu was not polite, and he didn't need to be polite, his eyes swept over the fire scorpion insect armor, and his divine sense penetrated into the storage belt, instantly shattering the mark left by the previous owner, and pouring out the things in the storage to be brought out one by one.

Ink-dyed clothes stared, such as a storage bag such a low-level storage utensils, there is almost no measure to put it, it can be opened with spiritual activation, and the storage should be slightly higher than the storage bag, whether it is the size of the space inside or the "anti-theft", the storage imprinted with the mark of the original owner should be brought, at least the level of the original spirit can be dissolved, that is, it needs to have the strength of the original spirit of the monk in the foundation building period.

The strength of the Yuan Shen is not beneficial to cultivation, but it is very advantageous in the fighting method, the normal Qi refining period monk, and the imperial envoy two magic weapons at the same time is almost the limit, the monk in the foundation building period is about three to five, and he found himself to refine five magic weapons...... Ink-dyed clothes were full of thoughts, and their eyes flashed.

Xuan Jiu......

He did this very lightly, and did not hide it in front of her......

While making her frightened by his strength, she was also wondering.

Knowing a lot is sometimes not a good thing!

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