The ancestor of the Fu family drank the immortal wine in the Divine City, and his head was a little buzzing. The old ancestor who fell into the memory couldn't help but sigh, in this world, everything can barely be accepted, but this wine is a little unbearable. The Fu family now has double pride, Fu Wushuang and Fu Linglong, he is naturally cultivating well, as long as they go on step by step, sooner or later, they will surpass themselves.

The thin old man was anxious at this time, where could he care about the drunk and slightly drunk Fu family ancestor, and grabbed the old man's neckline.

"Did you move my sword Gu?"

The tone was very bad, and his face was hysterical. When the ancestor of the Fu family saw the old man like this, he couldn't help pursing his lips and thinking, and most of the wine was sober.

"Is your sword Gu in the area where the sword is buried?" The ancestor of the Fu family pinched his fingers and counted, huh? He frowned slightly, feeling that the calculation was wrong, so he counted again. When the results came out, he looked at the thin old man with wide-eyed eyes and gasped.

Burial Sword Land, gone?

"I really don't know this, aren't you staying there all day and all night?" The ancestor of the Fu family began to shake the pot, he didn't know that there was a dungeon under the burial sword ground.

"Haven't I come to the Imperial Pavilion?"

Knowing that it was not the ancestor of the Fu family, the thin old man was even more anxious, he simply cast a spell on the underground palace to cover the heavenly machine, but he was also worried about being recognized.

What is sacred?

"I'll go first, old man, tell the emperor for me. The thin old man stepped on the breeze and headed straight for the Sword Mountain Range. To their current Xuanyuan Realm consummation, borrowing the world, one step is not a problem.

You Long, Champion, Xuanyuan, Tengtian. It is the mainstream realm of this planet. As the name suggests, the breath of the dragon is like a dragon, from nothing to something, walking in the body; the crown, the breath turns into a river and sea, no longer a dragon, but innumerable; Xuanyuan, the new realm after the arcane road comes out, practice the mysteries of heaven and earth gathered in the body, and achieve a lifesource orb, together with the mind, the lifesource orb can attract the power of heaven and earth to do anything feasible; as for Tengtian, it is the realm recorded in the ancient inscriptions, and it is also the immortal realm that the world dreams of, breaking through the shackles of the world, traveling in the six worlds and eight wildernesses, and it is rumored that the young emperor has reached this realm。

The mortal body has been cultivated to the peak of the Winning Realm, and it has been completely completed, and before the arcane road is not prosperous, the Winning is the first in the rivers and lakes. After the rise of the Arcane Road, winning the championship has become a dead end, and the reason is that the ceiling is too low.

The Xuanyuan Realm includes the existing monks in the world who have opened the Star Gate, down to the poor people who can't practice the Lifesource Orb after introducing the stars, to the Summary Powerhouse who is also perfect, and the supreme powerhouse who raises their hands upside down.

Xuanyuan consummation like a thin old man can only ask for a chance to soar. But he is already old, even if he soars to the Heavenly Realm, how can he get away with it? He can only hope for a miracle. And this miracle, he also has some eyebrows, ancient books record, there is a kind of strange flower in the world, called the two flowers, after using it can make people live out of the second life. And he also knew that the palace under the burial sword was very likely to have this flower.

"Wait, I'll go with you!" The ancestor of the Fu family saw the thin old man running fast with oil on the soles of his feet, and he immediately got up. He guessed that something might be wrong with the children of the Fu family.

Jun Twelve Fu Wushuang and the others, who were tens of thousands of miles away in the Sword Mountain Range, were facing a difficult situation at this moment. The burial sword ground collapsed, and they actually fell into front of the gate of the giant palace underground. Fu Linglong stood up, looked at the bronze giant door in front of him, and said in surprise.

"It's an old material, and the age of this door is beyond measure. ”

Fu Wushuang stepped forward, touched it, and then tested it with the power of ice and fire, and found that the temperature could not leave a trace on the giant gate. He wrinkled, this door, is it alive?

The Black Mist brought Twelve closer, and the Black Mist controlled the right hand to raise and touch the stone door.

"Oh, yes. It's so spectacular behind the door, but how can these little things be here, are they out of the ranks?" Black Mist said in surprise, behind the giant gate, there was a flame creature called Yan. It is said to be a living thing, but it is actually very similar to the black fog itself, and it is an unknown organism with intelligence.

"Yan?" asked Twelve.

"Yan? I guess this green flame has such a nice name. Fu Linglong lightly opened her lips and said happily, her eyes looked at the flame in her hand gently, the flame flickered but not scorched, and the touch was between liquid and mist.

"That's it, this is what I call the legendary fire!" Fu Wushuang said, staring at the flame creature in Fu Linglong's hand. The turquoise flame called Yan can live and die with human flesh and bones.

At this moment, blue-green flames came out of the cracks in the giant gate, surrounding Fu Linglong, like a child seeing a beautiful big sister, excited and curious.

"Has the giant gate opened on its own? Black Mist said, it didn't know if the Sword Gu had played a role, because the Gu had not yet taken shape, and the giant gate was more like it had been opened from the inside out, and Black Mist guessed that maybe it was those restless flames that did it.

Continuously, blue-green flames erupted, and the open ground in front of this dungeon was filled with this kind of flame.

"So many legendary fires?" Fu Linglong said in surprise, this is too much, the flesh and bones of the living and dead, is their effect really so magical?

Fu Linglong saw that there were traces of being burned by the fire on Twelve's body, and her heart ached, so she said softly.

"Twelve, come here, I'll help you look at the wound. Fu Linglong's voice is so gentle and beautiful, like a stream in a warm spring day.

"Huh?" Twelve was surprised, there were some signs of burns from the flames on his body, but he didn't notice it, if he wanted to, his breath would flow and he would recover immediately.

In the end, he still went over and sat down obediently, because the black mist said that Fu Linglong was also kind and could not live up to the kindness of others, and Twelve felt reasonable.

In my memory, the time when I was so taken care of was three years ago, when I was too wild when I was a child, I broke my arm, and my grandfather took a plaster and applied it every day, and it took three months to completely get better.

The moonlight shines through the ruins, and there seems to be a magpie bridge in the sky, connecting the stars. Fu Linglong gently pressed the flame against Twelve's wound, the turquoise flame had no temperature, and the touch was between liquid and mist. Twelve could feel Fu Linglong's hands, as smooth as jade, soft as spring water. Fu Linglong carefully smeared the flames on the surface of the twelve wounds little by little, but the wounds did not change.

"This thing is a bit old, and it's scary. It is true that it can give birth to human flesh and bones, and not only that, but it can also make people gain eternal life, immortal and immortal. Black Mist said. Yan can also be called the fire of immortality, which is so big that it is boundless and related to the sky.

"But these are conditional, and very people can covet them. ”

Finally, the black mist allows the twelve to operate their own breath, repair wounds, and create a derivative effect. Twelve did so, Fu Linglong watched the wound recover as before, and her brows furrowed.

Twelve said shyly, "Thank you." ”

Fu Linglong smiled sweetly, and two dimples loomed: "It's me who is ashamed of you, and I have a responsibility that I can't shirk." But it's good that your swordsmanship is so high, otherwise I would have felt guilty for the rest of my life. Fu Linglong sighed, the sword of the twelve seemed to be handed by a celestial, and she had never felt that kind of momentum.

"Twelve, why do you have to save me when the brute beast is desperately dying?" Fu Linglong asked abruptly.

Twelve was a little flustered when asked, and he wanted to say, actually, it was a black fog that saved you, not him. But when she grew up so much, she was the first person besides his grandfather to be so good to him, which made him fight in his heart.

"If you're willing to lead me to the stars, I'll have to protect you no matter what. "Twelve.

He used to think that it was his way to make his grandfather happy. Now, he also wants to make Fu Linglong happy, what a beautiful and kind girl she is.

Fu Wushuang sighed when he saw it.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, you were born a few years late, if you can compete with the one in the Imperial Pavilion, there is still a chance. ”

"In the Imperial Pavilion?" Twelve asked.

"Wushuang, don't mention it. Fu Linglong said solemnly.

"Huh?" Twelve saw Fu Linglong's lonely expression, and was a little upset for a while.

"I guess, although the people on this ancient star may not recognize the Tianyuan Holy Body, they all know the benefits of this physique, or maybe Fu Linglong has a marriage contract with someone in the Emperor Pavilion. Black Mist said faintly.

However, it can be seen that Fu Linglong does not like the marriage arrangement of this family. It added.

The giant gate was really pushed open by the turquoise flames, and a completely different ancient aura came out of the door.

"It's a real land of legends, and there's a big man growing up here. Black Mist sighed, urging Twelve to hurry in, he couldn't wait.

"What are you anxious about? this is your home?" Twelve was a little absent-minded, and he was thinking about Fu Linglong's marriage contract all the time in his mind. If such a kind girl can't marry the person she likes, how tragic it is.