This young man, about twenty years old, had a scar on his handsome face. This scar not only did not make him ugly, but it became more charming. He glanced at Long Aoxue, laughed, and said, "This kid is really lucky." ”

Not far from the young man, a short young man smiled and said, "That is, Boss Jin, you dare to save him, if you change us, you don't have such courage." The short young man's face was pale, and it was evident that he had been hurt somewhat.

The young man known as Boss Jin smiled and said, "I, Jin Zhankong, am not a bad person, if it weren't for the wind and wolves raging and the wolf tide being dangerous, I wouldn't have bothered to save him." "Jin Zhankong is a peerless generation of Tianjiao and the leader of the Jin family's generation.

As for the short young man on the other side, he is named Wang Xi, who can only be regarded as a Tianjiao. In addition to the two of them, there was a woman not far away. The woman, veiled, sat there cross-legged with her hands on the strings, very calm.

This woman was the first to come here, and although Jin Zhankong was powerful, he was also full of fear of her. This woman, named Zhuang Die, is the peerless pride of the Zhuang family. Zhuang Die is not only not weaker than his gold Zhankong, but also has mysterious and unpredictable magical powers.

She alone is worth the two of them. In other words, this Zhuang Butterfly group attack is very powerful, surpassing Jin Zhankong.

Zhuang Die glanced at Long Aoxue, and his beautiful eyes had no emotion! She withdrew her gaze and breathed quietly. At this moment, the early sun rose again, a faint light shrouded the earth, and the wolves below also hidden.

With a keen sense, Zhuang Die knew that they had not gone far. Sighing, she was a little helpless.

How long the wolf tide will last, it's uncertain. However, the shortest seems to be three to five days!

The sun was gradually shining, and Long Aoxue, who was lying on the ground, frowned and opened his eyes, so far, he had comprehended the artistic conception of killing. He smiled slightly, but his face suddenly changed. The short young man pursed his lips and said, "Boy, our Boss Jin rescued you, don't you have a little to say?"

Long Aoxue frowned, although he had only been out for a short time, he didn't understand anything. His gaze turned, and he looked at Jin Zhankong on the side. Jin Zhankong was carrying a golden long sword, and his sword intent was soaring to the sky, and he was facing the morning glow to swallow and cultivate.

On the other side, Zhuang Die's breath was like nothing, as if it had blended into the heavens and the earth, and it was obvious that she was also cultivating.

Long Aoxue sat down cross-legged, his muscles and bones roared, and the power of heaven and earth was pulled in, and began to nourish his body and transform the power of blood and fire. Although the effect was not very good, Long Aoxue still insisted on cultivating. After yesterday's battle, he was stronger.

Long Aoxue didn't know when this wolf tide would end, but he knew that he had to hurry up and cultivate in order to become stronger.

Regarding Long Aoxue's silence, Wang Xi pursed his lips and sighed. He was injured and couldn't cultivate, so he had to recuperate for some days. If it weren't for Jin Zhankong and Zhuang Die being too powerful, it is estimated that he would be dead! He silently healed his wounds, glancing at Long Aoxue from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking. In this way, the top of the mountain fell silent.

When the scorching sun rose high, the three of Long Aoxue stopped cultivating and opened their eyes. Long Aoxue smiled bitterly, his cultivation growth was too slow. Fortunately, thanks to the three figures of the body emperor, he can temper his physique. If not, he really didn't know what to do.

Jin Zhankong turned around, stared at Long Aoxue with interest, and said, "Who are you?"

Long Aoxue arched his hand and said, "My name is Long Aoxue, thank you for this big brother's help!" However, Long Aoxue was born like this, he has his own arrogance and his own momentum.

Although Jin Zhankong was unhappy, he still laughed and said, "Brother, you are really brave, I help you, it's just a gesture." Yesterday I saw you rushing up and thought you were going to die on the way. ”

Long Aoxue sighed and said, "The wolf tide is dangerous, and I also worked hard to rush up." If there is no Brother Jin, it is estimated that he will be dead. "Long Aoxue is telling the truth, if it weren't for Jin Zhankong, it is estimated that he would be torn apart by the wolves!

Jin Zhankong smiled slightly and said, "Okay, since we're together, let's get to know each other." When the night comes, we'll have to fend off the wolves together. This is Wang Xi and that is Zhuang Die, both of them are innate and extreme cultivation. ”

Long Aoxue glanced at it, arched his hand, and said, "Long Aoxue has seen two of them, and I hope they will take care of them." ”

Long Aoxue didn't care about that Wang Xi, but instead glanced at Zhuang Die a few more times. His physique was already strong enough, but he could still feel the dangerous aura from Zhuang Die's body. Just like the gold over there, although it is also an innate extreme, it also makes him feel dangerous. Long Aoxue was not afraid, but was a little excited, facing such a peerless Tianjiao, it was the best!

Zhuang Die continued to close his eyes and recuperate, Jin Zhankong began to practice swordsmanship, as for Long Aoxue, he was carefully comprehending the killing artistic conception he had just comprehended. The artistic conception of killing, which is mainly killing, can control the murderous aura and integrate it. The artistic conception of thunder can stimulate the power of thunder, but the artistic conception of killing is domination. These two artistic conceptions are different, but their power should not be underestimated.

Especially the artistic conception of killing, in a place with a murderous aura, it can burst out with immeasurable divine might. A person's murderous aura is limited and disorganized. With the artistic conception of killing, you can control it in your heart, and at a critical time, it will completely burst out.

As soon as Long Aoxue's heart moved, the murderous aura he had accumulated over the past few days surged, and little by little, it gathered in his heart. Legend has it that a strong man who comprehends the artistic conception of killing can condense the heart of killing. People who have the heart of killing can self-nourish and enhance their murderous energy, and they don't need to kill anymore. Long Ao's blood was controlled with a killing artistic conception and began to slowly condense.

However, it was too difficult for the Killing Heart to succeed, and Long Aoxue worked hard for most of the day, but he didn't succeed even a single point.

Several people were silent, cultivating calmly, quietly waiting for the night to come.

The remnant sun was like blood, a trace of bloody wind was surging, and the naked dragon was the first to stand up. He stared at the foot of the mountain, his eyes blazing. Jin Zhankong also stood up, his sword intent soared into the sky, and said: "Long Aoxue, you guard the north, and the two of us guard the southwest." As for the East, I have to bother Miss Zhuang Die. "He actually comprehended the sword intent, and he deserved to be peerless.

Zhuang Die seemed to smile and said, "Okay, I have me in the east, the little brother Long in the north, if you can't support it, say it." ”

Long Aoxue nodded and said, "Thank you Miss Zhuang Die, if I can't keep it, I will definitely ask you for help!"

Zhuang Die became silent and no longer spoken. And the wolf howl also came and went, and rang out.

Long Aoxue clenched his spear tightly, and his expression became solemn. For the first time, he felt the boundless murderous aura so clearly. This murderous aura includes the four of them, and there are also wolves below. Long Aoxue's heart moved, and the murderous aura surged, and he was dominated by his killing artistic conception. He actually used this powerful killing intent to begin to condense his killing heart, which is not bold.

Because of the surging killing intent, on Long Aoxue's side, there was not a wind wolf to attack. He didn't understand standing still, and the Melting Heaven Divine Law was used to the extreme. Wandering in the sea of murderous aura, Long Aoxue's comprehension of the artistic conception of killing rose.

And his killing heart has begun to condense little by little, which can be described as amazing.

On the other side, Zhuang Die stroked the strings, and one by one the notes shot out, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and the notes became huge like a mountain, and they were fiercely imprinted down. The power of this note was surging, completely blocking the east.

Jin Zhankong let out a long roar, and a sword slashed out, and it was a golden sword. The sword swept away, and one after another wind wolves were killed, and blood flowed all over the ground. Jin Zhan has an amazing momentum and sharp sword intent, and he is the type with strong attack power.

If he goes all out, he can probably fight against the powerhouse of the Open Sky Realm!

As for that Wang Xi, he is a bit of a mediocre, his strength is not as good as Jin Zhankong's two, he can only be regarded as ordinary. He is indeed an innate limit, but he can only be said to be a slight genius. His blade is a long knife with a blood groove, which can be regarded as a fine product.

While the three of them were constantly fighting, Long Aoxue had already reached the last moment. Because of his killing artistic conception and condensing the heart of killing, his heart has become dark gold. It was supposed to be a black killing aura, but for some reason, it condensed such a color. The dark golden heart became more powerful and throbbed, blood gushing out.

Long Aoxue was happy from the bottom of his heart, this killing heart would increase with his strength, and it would get stronger and stronger. One day, his killing heart is estimated to reach a new extreme, and he may become the legendary killing god heart.

The killing aura conceived by the Killing God Heart is comparable to that of a divine soldier, and it is absolutely terrifying.

Condensed the killing heart, Long Aoxue glanced at it, he flicked his fingers, and the terrifying murderous aura gathered a sword ray, shooting towards the foot of the mountain. When the wind wolf touches, it will inevitably be drenched in blood. This blow, with the help of the murderous aura of the Quartet, is amazingly powerful.

Long Aoxue let out a long roar, and his momentum became more and more amazing, popping out again and again, and the murderous aura condensed into a sword and swept in all directions. On the back where he was, almost not a single wind wolf rushed up. Although Long Aoxue is a martial artist, at this moment, he has used the means that only a Taoist can have.

Long Aoxue's perception of artistic conception became more and more profound, and he liked this power more and more. After all, one's own strength can only be the foundation, and the artistic conception is the key to how much this foundation can play. By the way, Long Aoxue also helped Wang Xi a few times.

If it was before, Long Aoxue could only watch, and there was no way. However, he condensed the killing heart and comprehended the artistic conception of killing, and he could easily do it. Especially in this case, he is absolutely powerful and unmatched.

There was no word all night, and everyone was exhausted, but they also survived. The wind wolf didn't know how many, and it was turbulent, making the four of them extremely tired. Wang Xi, in particular, is almost paralyzed...... To be continued

This book originated from reading a book