A shrill scream pushed all the words behind him back. The hand cursed the bolt, and the blue lightning burst out. The man was wrapped inside. He was so agitated that he shook himself and had to let go and throw the latch on the ground.

Luo Qing was a little surprised, but even more suddenly. He just felt that the position of the cursed sword screw was a little different from when it was dropped by the leader before, and his hand just slowed down. Fortunately, the same is true, otherwise the hair that was stabbed by lightning would have been altered.

So, the woman repairs...

With a bang, the person came out angrily and kicked the magic sword screw ten feet away. When Luo Qing saw this, he suddenly woke up. Without further delay, he seized the opportunity to fly back. Only two breathing chambers remain a few thousand feet away.

If you're no longer angry, it's certainly not a man. The man was furious: "Don't blame Xiao for being unfriendly!"

There was no sign of posturing in the shouting, and the shockwave had swept through the void. Luo Qing felt that the other party's shock wave was very strange. The sword was in the shape of a ring, rotating at high speed, and a layer of strong corrosive force converged inward. As a result, the ring is excited and produces endless changes. If you are stuck in your sleeve with a sword ring that rotates at high speed, your limbs will be torn!

Around the clanging sound, the lightsaber in Luo Qing's hand had lost its form and turned into several substantial fog sword circles, intact and without defects, extending ten feet away. This is a "perfect sword circle" stolen from Wei Meng. During the more than four months on the mountain, Wei Meng personally gave instructions and raised the defense to a higher level.

The sword rings on the other side staggered like a storm, and the sword rings kept shrinking. In an instant, they shrank by more than half from a 10-foot radius. Luo Qing was hit by a powerful impact and flew for half a mile, but the opponent's sword ring could not penetrate the inner layer.

With a sudden roar, the storm in the sky stopped, and Luo Qing swept away coldly. He was forced to retreat all the way. Eroded soil is everywhere, and the air is filled with a strong sour smell that sizzles the air.

Luo Qing no longer flinched, and stood with his sword in his hand, like a stake nailed to the ground. As for the opponent, he stood on the small mound where Pang Ji was killed just now, condescendingly. After a frantic round of attacks, the sword didn't know where to hide. He just bent and stretched out his fingers. He didn't seem to have recovered from the pain of the electric fire.

At this time, he was staring at Luo Qing. The blood line of the ghost's eye on his forehead was bright red, and there was even more light flowing, as if a ghost had opened his eyes: "Perfect sword?"

The Flawless Sword is Wei Meng's nickname. It praises the woman's perseverance and flawless sword power. It also means that she strictly adheres to the precepts and is impeccable in her dealings with people. This person shouted out the name in one breath, obviously seeing through Luo Qing's origin. Luo Qing remained calm about this.

This person didn't need Luo Qing's confirmation, but he said seriously: "Okay, good! This is really the new star of the dust clan... When you're famous, I'll give you a chance to be famous!"

Luo Qing looked up at him and did not respond immediately, but watched slowly from top to bottom. Each movement of his gaze caused a slight change in the angle of the lightsaber in his hand, involving hundreds of air conditioners. The two men weren't fighting for the sword right now, but they both locked each other up. The only difference is that the other is a strong and determined but gentle crossing distance, where there is still a real threat, while Luo Qingxiu is weak and can only replenish his body with a sword.

After such a long stalemate, Luo Qing began to speak in a heavy voice: "I also want to hear your name, from President Chen Luo Qing?"

The man was visibly shocked: "You don't know who I am?"

I should know? This love is not spoken, just a smile and a mockery of its own.

The blood marks on the man's forehead were even more vivid. After staring at Luo Qing for a long time, Fang Zhouzi nodded and said, "I'm Xiaofuyun." ”

He did not mention the clan, but looked at its posture and did not deliberately hide it, but due to his great fame, the clan did not need to be his posture. Unfortunately, to date, Luo Qing's understanding of the spiritual world is still quite poor. Xiaoyun's gesture was extinguished if he was happy to see the blind man.

This time, there was no need for Luo Qing to express it in particular. Xiao Yunyun's face was covered with green and red, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief. He finally looked calm: "You said your name is Luo Qing, Luo Qing ......"

His voice was getting lower and lower, but it seemed that he had memorized Luo Qing's name very carefully. Looking at his appearance, Luo Qingzheng wondered, and suddenly thunder sounded in his ears: "Luo Qing!"

This is Xiao Fuyun shouted his name, Luo Qing heard a shock, and the muscles of his whole body let out a few visible tremors, and then froze on the spot. Xiao Yunyun saw it very clearly, and he even shouted twice: "Luo Qing, Luo Qing, still not coming out!"

His technique is called "Ghost Whispering". It is based on soul vibration technology, supplemented by a secret sound killing method. If the will is not strong, the spirit may be dragged out of the body on the spot and hit hard. As for those who could withstand the whistle, most of them also took a hit. Xiaoyun has his own way of dealing with it.

He laughed and pulled out a small purple teapot, but slightly larger than his fist. At first glance, it looks like the most ordinary tea set. However, the lid button is engraved with a pair of twisted and embracing ghosts. There are also 9 holes with large pinholes on the edge of the lid. At this moment, curling smoke spilled out of the lid.

Luo Qing waited for a while, looking at this side with a stiff body and straight eyes. Seeing him like this, Xiao Yunyun touched the purple clay pot in his hand slightly and smiled, "If the younger generation can take me to this precious pot, it will be a good place to die." You will be fascinated by this "nine-hole lost mind, soul scattered smoking bottle". If you greet them, you will be treated as a World Monk, and once you leave the Earthly Clan, you will rule over the tomb of the Eastern Marquis!"

He habitually raised a high-pitched voice, and at the same time, he raised the cover button and chanted incantations. The smoke from the nine holes immediately turned into fishing nets and was thrown out.

Looking at the smoke and the fishing nets a mile away, Luo Qing was still stupid and didn't know how to dodge. Xiaoyun said, "That's it. ”

This nine-hole mourning clothes soul dispersal pot is the most powerful in refining smoke bombs, take a person's soul as an example, its own design is not common, and then use its ten days, sixty-four layers of sacrifices to refine the first level, surprisingly, even the step of the void monk will suffer, not to mention, this even Dan has not formed a junior? As long as the smoke disappears, the yin god of the younger generation can't help but be involuntary. When he grabbed it, Xiao Yun had already begun to think about how to pry out the location of Donghou's tomb as soon as possible.

However, the next moment, his face changed slightly, and when he turned his head to look into the distance, he saw lightning flashing in the sky, rumbling sounds, under the cover of thunder, the armored nun passed through the empty appearance, the void land, the slender and plump body emitted fire-like heat, Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Hmm... Counterweight door?"

Xiao Yunyun's family is powerful in the north and well-informed. He knew that in recent years in the northern wasteland, there was a very heavy ship door, which developed very quickly. Its owner is mysterious, while its monks are dressed in heavy armor and tools, which is quite distinctive. Of course, in his place, the heavy door is just a small shrimp. If you speak, it will be destroyed. He only cared about the faint blue lightning emitted by the heavy armor outside of women's cultivation.

This thing looks familiar!

On Lei Gong's face, the female show also seemed to be a little surprised, saying: "Benevolence and righteousness are incomparable" and "Xiaofuyun"

Xiao Yunyun chuckled: "Benevolence and righteousness are our pursuits. We don't deserve to be incomparable. Ha, this Taoist friend is a little unfamiliar. Have we seen this before?"

The female Shura stopped talking, her eyes cursed the swordsmanship screws from a distance, and paused there to fall in love, and then without saying a word, a golden light shot into the sky with a flick of her fingers, and under the dim clouds, it could be seen dozens of miles away.

Xiao Yunyun was stunned for a moment, and then her face changed. He felt that the distance was no less than the high-speed flight of female retouching. His eyes were sharp, and he had already seen that the female nail cultivator had already been the first order of the Dan's armor cultivation, and the heavy armor magic weapon was also good, so of course he was not afraid of only one role, and if he added one, trouble would come.

On weekdays, it doesn't matter, but now he wants to excavate the location of Donghou's tomb from Luo Qing. How could he be willing to give up?

When his heart moved, he left the hot spot and said, "I'm going to pump my soul, not the yin god, but the remnant soul... Give me the smoke of mourning!"

Under the cover of the fishnet where the smoke condensed, Luo Qing's body passed through. Luo Qing's body softened and fell. Xiao Yun was overjoyed at first, and then changed color in an instant, and at this moment, a string of sonic booms of dark blue lightning in mid-air "Boomala", pulled out a whip dozens of zhang long, whipping the atmosphere, and the sharpness was amazing, which should not be underestimated.

"Who would dare to touch those who want heavy equipment?"

Xiao Yunyun hoped she couldn't swear: "Bitch, you saw me touch which of his eyes... Raised by a son of a bitch, where is Luo Qing's soul?"

Confused and angry, he avoided the sharp edge of the electric whip and turned to look at it. However, he saw Luo Qing's body fall again, already submerged in the soil, inseparable.

The sky was filled with black air, and another Huandan brother finally arrived. Without saying a word, his hand was a black and white shuttle.

My Donghou Tomb! Xiaoyun was furious, and the text on his forehead actually protruded the brightest red at that time, if it was really a ghost's eyes, he was stunned with anger, and it shocked people's hearts.

"Death!" After a while, he found that Brother Li did not simply control the sword, but threw the sword light into the undercurrent in the void, making the sword light faster and faster, which really tasted like sailing.