She ...... Doesn't she belong to the whole continent?"

Staring at the spirit of the ancient dragon, Huang Xiutian looked incredulous, did this senior of the spirit of the ancient dragon mean what he said just now?

"Indeed, when that little girl was healing me that day, I could feel that the aura in her body seemed to be more than just the power of ice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And there are two forces...... Base...... The two forces that exist in her body are really terrifying. ”

Some periods Ai Ai said intermittently, even if the ancient dragon spirit said it now, it was quite shocking.

But Huang Xiutian has already ...... Numb.

From the moment he met Phoenix, everything Phoenix's Blood Dance had said and done to him was something he had never expected. And now he knows such a big secret as the Phoenix Blood Dance, although Phoenix Xiutian doesn't care that the numbness of the Phoenix Blood Dance is stronger, but ...... Isn't that a bit beyond imagination?

Not a man of the world?

Not even the people of the sect continent, who is the phoenix blood dance here?

Huang Xiutian feels a little headache when he thinks about these things now, and after not being silent for a long time, Huang Xiutian is sneering, who does she care about now? At least she didn't hurt herself from beginning to end, didn't she?

"Forget it, although that woman does have a lot of secrets, but ...... What should be known will be known after all, and what is not known, she doesn't say that we are not reluctant. ”

Smiling at the spirit of the ancient dragon, Huang Xiutian was free and easy, and when he heard this, the spirit of the ancient dragon and the spirit of the ancient phoenix nodded, noncommittal.

......

"This guy!"

In the Ice Hall, at this moment, Feng Xuewu couldn't help but have red eyes after hearing Huang Xiutian's words, and the eyes of Huang Xiutian, who was staring at the tight black robe, were also a little inexplicable.

"This guy's curiosity isn't that serious. ”

Looking at Huang Xiutian, behind the Phoenix Blood Dance, the shadow murmured.

"But...... What's the use? Whoever should know will know. ”

Looking at the figure of Huang Xiutian a little avoidance, Feng Xuewu couldn't help but mumble after finishing speaking.

"What does the master want next?"

With a wry smile, the shadow asked about the phoenix blood dance.

"Do your best to help this guy reach the realm of spiritual void. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter the Temporal Wheel Mirror. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Xuewu's eyes were resolute.

......

The Spirit of the Ancient Dragon and the Spirit of the Ancient Phoenix finally returned to the Nayuan Mirror, and the Phoenix Cultivation Heaven had now become depressed. Staring at the dragon venerable night and the annihilation below, Huang Xiutian sat cross-legged.

During this period of time, after the dragon venerable night and the phantassia recovered, the yang body of the fire god was ...... It is also necessary to cohesive success.

......

When he fought with the two old guys in the Yellow Smoky Mountain a few days ago, he planned to use the yin body to fight two against two, but in the end he had to give up secretly, the yang body was not successfully cultivated, and the yin body could not be used at all.

When Feng Xuewu told him about the space-time wheel mirror, he vaguely knew that the cultivation in this space-time wheel mirror was probably not worse than the strength of his cultivation in the outside world. Without too many guarantees, is it difficult to enter it and always rely on the phoenix blood dance?

"Fortunately, I haven't forgotten the warmth of the yang body during this period of time. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he saw that after Huang Xiutian sat cross-legged, he began to make hand prints after just a little adjustment, and his consciousness rippled along Huang Xiutian's eyebrows, and for a while, on the cliff, the wind and clouds moved......

......

Time flies unhurriedly, day after day, half a month slips away.

Next to the waterhole, now Disillusionment woke up from his recovered state, and saw Long Zun sitting quietly cross-legged in another place, Extinction did not bother, but after smelling the breath of Huang Xiutian, his figure soared straight into the sky, and finally flashed on the cliff.

"Huh?"

At this moment, when the disillusionment rushed up, the aura that shrouded the entire cliff at this moment suddenly made the disillusionment stagger, and some frightened looked at the majestic aura that permeated the cliff at this moment, and the disillusionment couldn't help but tremble.

As far as the eye can see, now Huang Xiutian is sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, at the center of his eyebrows, endless consciousness lingers around his body, but the most mysterious thing is an illusory figure in front of Huang Xiutian.

The appearance is exactly the same as that of Huang Xiutian, but it is more transparent, suspended in front of Huang Xiutian, and this kind of mystery makes Xuan Xuan open his eyes.

Of course, Annihilation could see that Huang Xiutian must be cultivating some kind of magic now, so he simply didn't bother, and directly flashed his figure in another place.

......

This is a desolate and uninhabited desert, and in the space above the Lieyan Desert, when the desert wind and sand sway, a terrifying spatial crack is suddenly opened.

In the crack, the four of them slowly walked out.

The four of them are two men and two women, and I saw that these two men were all old people, and one of the old men was already gray-haired, white-bearded, and quite a bit of fairy wind. The other two women looked to be in their thirties. Meimu stared around, and finally spoke.

"Bai Lao, what is this?"

"It's finally time for the Purple Fall Dynasty. Tsk, it's so tired!"

Hearing the woman's inquiry, the white-robed old man who seemed to be in the center couldn't help but speak, but the woman revealed the identities of the four of them.

These four people are the four old guys who once set out from the Heavenly Overlord Dynasty's Protectorate Mansion and came to the Ziluo Dynasty to find Huang Xiutian.

"Have you arrived at the Ziluo Dynasty? Tsk, let's go to the Helian family first, maybe they know something. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and another old man also smiled. Hearing this, the other three also nodded.

"Tsk, Huang Xiutian's sin, this time Bai Lao has come over, I'm afraid he won't end up running around!"

It seemed that with some flattery, behind Bai Lao, a green-robed woman spoke.

"Heh, it depends on how big that little clump is!"

Staring at the space in the distance, in the wind and sand, as the cane in Bai Lao's hand slid gently, a huge crack of dozens of zhang in the entire sky suddenly opened, and then absorbed the four people who were in the wind and sand.

......

As if the white horse had passed through the gap, another place on the cliff of the waterhole, in the protector of the extinguished Huang Xiutian and Longzun Night, it was more than ten days to pass. The dragon venerable night was still there to recover, and the illusory figure on Huang Xiutian's chest was now becoming more and more solid.

"Is it finally over?"

Nearly a month passed, and he looked around boredly, staring at the scorching sun above the sky, and his aura was slightly unstable.

His aura was inherently incompatible with this scorching aura.

However, just as he was muttering about boredom, he saw that on the opposite cliff, the consciousness of Huang Xiutian, who had been haunting here for more than twenty days, was roaring wildly.

In less than a moment, the rolling consciousness power swept into the center of Huang Xiutian's eyebrows layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye.