The Xuanyin Tiger is a fourth-order demon beast, equivalent to a monk in the Tianyuan realm of the human race, and a fifth-order demon beast with a blue-eyed golden eagle, which is equivalent to a monk in the realm of the human race's refining gods. This woman doesn't know which clan she is, and from her easy victory over the blue-eyed golden eagle, it can be seen that her strength is above the golden eagle, that is, the cultivation of the god refining realm, and even more than the god refining realm. Ruan Qingyun clenched the sword in his hand, there was a tense atmosphere, the air was filled with the smell of blood, the sun was soft, Ruan Qingyun suddenly laughed and said: "It turned out to be a female bird, the posture is good!"

"Say, where did the imprint of the divine fire between your eyebrows come from, if you say half a sentence wrong, I will tell you to return to Yama immediately. The girl was not angry because of Ruan Qingyun's frivolous words, but the voice made Ruan Qingyun feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Come here, and I'll tell you. The corners of Ruan Qingyun's mouth lifted lightly, revealing a wicked smile, and he already had a plan in his heart. As for what she said about the Brahmanae, he had never heard of it.

The girl walked in, the red clothes were extraordinarily bright, the eyes were bright, the snow muscles were icy, she was the most beautiful scenery in the Qingniu Mountain, but this scenery was too cold, the girl said coldly: "You can say, it's better not to play tricks." ”

"Come closer, this is about the heavenly opportunity, and it doesn't sound good to others. Ruan Qingyun said with a serious face.

The girl came closer. A faint fragrance is in the nose, the red Luo skirt tightly wraps the delicate figure, the two peaks in front of it stand upright, faintly visible, you can see its majestic and magnificent through the clothes, the white neck is delicate and smooth like mutton fat and jade, the nose and cherry mouth, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the soft green silk is like a waterfall hanging down to the waist. It's so beautiful, but this beauty has a kind of unattainable illusion and coldness, like frost, which freezes the people in front of them.

Ruan Qingyun shook his head fiercely, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the breeze was gentle, and the entire mountain forest was silent at this time, quiet and wonderful. It's just that there is a murderous motive hidden in this tranquility.

With a choking sound, the long sword pierced through the space and passed tightly against Bai Jing's neck, the girl in red flicked her sleeves, and a powerful and incomparable force swept over, Ruan Qingyun flew out upside down, and fell heavily on the ground in the distance, and a trace of blood fell from the corner of her mouth.

Ruan Qingyun touched the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, took the sword and stabbed it again, these sword moves were taught to him by his father, although there was no assistance of spiritual power, but the sword momentum was also quite powerful, and his body movement and jumping were all true to his father's true inheritance. A move to lie across the Xijiang River is even more superb, the girl saw Ruan Qingyun use such a swordsmanship, a trace of amazement flashed in her eyes, and she felt even more sorry for it, after her observation, she found that this son lacked talent and had no chance to step into the fairy road.

Just as the girl was pondering, the long sword was already lying across her chest, and the young man was lying on his side like a tumbler, his robe was hunting, his sword eyebrows were starry, and there was a kind of fortitude on his well-defined face. At this moment, the girl's heart trembled, and the sleeves full of spiritual power finally did not hit out, and her body twisted to avoid the sword.

Ruan Qingyun was already sweating profusely, he had already walked in the ghost gate just now, if it wasn't for the mercy of the woman's subordinates, he would really have passed away. Ruan Qingyun bit his lip tightly, "Why do you have to show mercy to your subordinates, I don't need your mercy." ”

"It's always good to be alive, isn't it?" The red dress blew gently in the breeze, like a red rose blooming in the wind. "I think we can calm down and have a good talk. ”

Yes, there is hope when you are alive, there is a future when you are alive, and you can realize your wishes when you are alive, but life is painful after all.

"What are you going to talk about?" Ruan Qingyun suddenly cracked his mouth and smiled, and quickly retracted his thoughts, as if those painful things had nothing to do with him, people, most of the time, they lived with masks, outside the mask was a smile with a bright smile, and inside the mask was a blurred pain of flesh and blood.

The girl was surprised, this young man could clean up his mood so quickly, how many people can do this kind of heart, if this young man can cultivate, he will definitely shine in the fairy road, it's a pity. It's just that the purple flame mark between his eyebrows gave her a feeling of intimacy, a familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere many years ago. I still remember the towering altar in the clan, the old man in the clan said that the top of the altar, that is the closest place to the sky, in the past, there was a Suiren clan, for the livelihood of all people in the world, stealing the emperor of heaven and fire, angered the emperor of heaven, and was chased and killed by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and the Suiren clan was not afraid of the pursuit of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and spread the seeds of fire on the land of Shenzhou. On the way to chase and kill the heavenly soldiers, there was a flame that fell on the altar of the clan, and the heavenly fire burned fiercely, and it flourished forever, because it was a purple flame, it was named Ziyan Shenhuo by the elders of the clan, and it meant that it was endless. Since the people of the clan have worshiped the Ziyan Divine Fire as the treasure of the town, it is also miraculous, since there is the Ziyan Divine Fire, the clan is prosperous and prosperous, and most of the exercises in the clan are realized from the Ziyan Divine Fire, and relying on the cultivation of the Ziyan Divine Fire can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

About five hundred years ago, a young man suddenly came to the clan, saying that he wanted to borrow the divine fire, the elders of the clan laughed at his arrogance, how many years, there are many arrogant people in the clan who want to take the divine fire for themselves, but no one has succeeded, and it has turned into ashes before it has been close, and even the divine soul has been burned out. The young man made a bet with the elders of the clan that if he obtained the divine fire, he would take it away, and if he couldn't take it, he would always sacrifice himself to the divine fire on the altar, including a piece of deep-sea ice in his arms, and the elders of the clan coveted the deep-sea ice in the arms of the young man, which was a high-quality refining material, and it could be seen from its scale that it took tens of thousands of years to condense. He couldn't take it off anyway. You can also get a piece of deep sea ice for white. The young man jumped on the altar, only to see him take out the crystal deep sea ice from his arms, under the urging of spiritual power, a majestic ice blue mist in the ice suddenly erupted and shrouded in the raging flames, the flame and the blue mist slowly subsided as soon as it came into contact, until finally there was a bean the size of a bean, the young man took the ice and sat on the altar, the blue flame in front of him was the size of a broad bean, but he still didn't dare to act rashly, after all, it was the heavenly fire left by the Suiren clan, the power should not be underestimated, the young man pinched the trick with both hands, under the suppression of the deep sea ice ice, the Ziyan Divine Fire was actually included by the young man in the Meixin Mud Pill Palace。 The whole clan shook, some were angry, some were ranting, some were swearing, some were blaming the elders for bad decisions. Ziyan Divine Fire was actually refined by the young man, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the explosion thundered loudly. In the dark night, the divine fire was extinguished, and the divine fire that had shone on the Vermilion Bird clan for thousands of years was refined by a young man.

That night, the whole clan did not stop the young man, and even dispatched the four elders of the Guardian Clan, with the help of Ziyan Divine Fire, the young man left safely, and when he left, he may feel that he could not go away with robbing the treasure of the Zhen Clan, so he left the deep sea Xuanbing behind.

The woman in red has probably heard this story a hundred times, or even more than a hundred times. It was a humiliation, so when he saw the flame between Ruan Qingyun's eyebrows, he felt a sense of anger. The person five hundred years ago has ascended to the immortal realm, which is the so-called Borneo realm, so what does this young man in front of him have to do with that person. She could be sure that the flame in the center of his eyebrows was the Ziyan Divine Fire, how familiar that mark was, it was engraved on the altar of the clan, every pattern, every cluster of sparks she remembered clearly.

"Where did the purple flame mark between your eyebrows come from?" The girl in red asked. "Except for that person, there is no one with Ziyan Divine Fire anymore. The girl murmured in a low voice.

"Birthmarks, carried since birth. Regarding the purple flame between the eyebrows, my father said that it was a birthmark, and he firmly believed that it was a birthmark, not a mark or an ancient secret method. But from today's point of view, it is indeed not a birthmark, but a secret method that I have no control.