Chapter 5 A gust of wind rises in the first line of wind

readx;?“ Actually, I have a question. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wu Yue said suddenly. "Don't think about your high status in this Boiling Sheep Palace, then why are you willing to sweep the floor here?" This question has been bothering Wu Yue for a long time, although he can understand it, he doesn't understand it.

"If you have the avenue in your body, it is joy, and most of the rest are like floating clouds. The sweeper said softly. "I don't think this fellow Daoist is taking the path of foundation building, presumably this Spirit Brewing and Life Snatching Technique is what you want. ”

Wu Yue nodded directly, this is nothing to pretentious, the truth is like this.

"Do you know what this spell is? Even if you are happy for a while, you will be punished by heaven when you step into the fate in the next day, so why bother at this time. The man spoke bitterly, with a sincere appearance.

"Does that mean that you do have the Soul Brewing and Life Snatching Technique?" Wu Yue was still relieved to get this news, and his exercises were finally hopeful. Looking at the fact that now I can't even beat the defeated generals under my subordinates, I really have a complicated heart.

"I said that there are no Taoist friends who will believe it?" still looked sad. "But not really. ”

"Naturally, they don't believe. It's still the same as before, just kill someone to know it. "The cheeky woman of the past has now added a hobby of killing, which is really the old man is changeable.

"Uncle Shi. Yu Zhengdao shouted lightly, "With you in charge of the deer fighting formation, our Boiling Sheep Palace is fearless." Two words broke the identity of this sweeper. Naturally, it caused a commotion in the Boiling Sheep Palace. At the same time, there is infinite courage in my heart, and this is the hole card of the sect.

Some people are beginning to recall that there really was such a person, and according to legend, he had fallen in the world. I didn't think that he had been sweeping the floor in the sect, and at this time, I don't know how many people wanted to give themselves a big slap. Why didn't you talk to this uncle who was in charge of teaching at that time, otherwise wouldn't it be a great time to rise at this time?

"Then there will be living people in this Boiling Sheep Palace?" Uncle Shi looked down at the broom in his hand and said with a gloomy expression.

"Senior brother, let me clean the Boiling Sheep Mountain one last time. Uncle Shi suddenly spoke. I vaguely saw in my eyes a hundred years ago, at that time, in the Boiling Sheep Palace, there were loving masters, simple senior brothers, organic spirit junior brothers, and myself. In a flash, it has been a hundred years, and he is already dying, and the old man is no longer visible.

Ren Ruyi secretly said that it was not good, and sure enough, every good thing of the old guy had no warning before he made a move. At this time, this uncle still had a sad expression, his eyes were full of energy, and his body was full of momentum.

"The wind rises. ”

A gust of wind rose on the ground. The invisible wind turned into a tangible, and the black wind was already hovering between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye. However, there are only two people, one is Ren Ruyi, and the other is Wu Yue. No matter what, there is still nothing to say about this uncle's morality.

On the one hand, there is a supernatural power that has been gathering momentum for a long time, but Ren Ruyi just made a hasty move, after all, this person covered it up too well before. I didn't see the slightest hint of wanting to make a move, but I didn't think of a sudden move at this time.

"The wind is heavy. The two words spat out, and the voice was heavier.

The black wind was louder. The lower clouds in the sky were torn apart in an instant, and the sky was high and crisp for a moment. How amazing is this momentum? Yu Zhengdao found that his palms were trembling a little, and it turned out that he was as excited as those disciples. This is the battle of the mortals, the battle of the real people.

Ren Ruyi is good at attacking but not defending, and he really hits the magic with his supernatural powers.

"Snow Dragon Great Change!" Ren Ruyi snorted softly, and infinite light burst out in his hand. Wu Yue's eyes couldn't help but shrink when he saw this scene, he didn't think about what to dodge. Is it based on his own 300 fools, or is it the cultivation of condensing qi. As for Chang'an, it is easy to say in the face of metamorphosis, but it has a decisive effect on today's battle.

So he simply sat back and watched the two fight. Ren Ruyi's cultivation has obviously improved a lot, and when he was in Chu River, Wu Yue had never seen Ren Ruyi's supernatural powers. It seems that after this separation for a period of time, this woman who has been smiling and smiling has not had such an easy time. All cultivation progresses, and there is always something to give.

Although it is a latecomer, the momentum has not diminished in the slightest.

The huge snow dragon roared up to the sky, and the scales of its whiskers were clearly visible, and the dragon was vivid. The black wind swept in, and the snow dragon sucked hard.

The big snow dragon sucks the wind! How magnificent is the scene? Outside the two stone plaques of the boiling sheep in the Boiling Sheep Palace, weeds, gravel, and small stones all fly up. The sky was darkening, and people were so small at this time. The wind is howling, and the dragon is roaring. Whether it's a dragon sucking the wind, or a tornado. The battle between the dragon and the wind is also a battle between two people.

"You woman, you have so much courage. A hundred years ago, I would have chased you. But it's a pity. Uncle Shi sighed softly, and then his voice became heavier: "The wind is strong." ”

The wind and smoke were silent at this moment, and the wind behind the ears was terrible. All at once it became dark, first with a small gust of wind, then with a strong wind. Almost instantly, the giant dragon was torn apart, and countless winds rushed towards Ren Ruyi and several people behind her.

Wu Yue resolutely hid behind Ren Ruyi, and at this time he could also see that the two of them obviously wanted to separate the winners and losers in the shortest possible time.

Ren Ruyi took a few steps back, and blood stains appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"If you leave now, it's not too late. This technique is called the Great Wind Ballad, and now the power shown is only one-twelfth of the power, and I can use fifty percent of the power, and I can't control it at that time. Uncle Shi's voice came out one by one, and in this gale, it was extremely ethereal.

Ren Ruyi's footsteps stopped, and then he stepped forward, and then took a few steps in a row. He said loudly: "The little woman should be the one to do. ”

"How can there be benevolence?"

"Hehehe, presumably the senior's momentum is about the same. Ren Ruyi said lightly, and the three thousand green silks floated back. It's like a plum blossom born alone in the snow.

"I'm not as good as you, I'm not as good as you when I'm young, and I'm still not as good as you're old. Uncle Shi said this sentence at the end.

The wind was raging, and the sky was low and the wind was surging.

Ren Ruyi's eyebrows opened, and cyan aura emerged, surrounding Ren Ruyi. This seemingly extremely thin light blocked the endless wind. A trace of strange charm came out of Ren Ruyi, and Ren Ruyi played one trick after another.

"This style is my own creation, so let's use it to send my predecessors on the road. Ren Ruyi opened his eyes, his gaze was ruthless.

"This technique. I call it, a hundred years of drifting. ”

It is also a gust of wind, and the wind is the wind. Wu Yue felt an extremely familiar feeling, which was somewhat the same as his own midsummer world.

Artistic conception.

A thin wind chopped through the wind, and the whole world seemed to be quiet. White-clothed figures appeared, looking as if they were extremely blurry, motionless in the wind.

A line of blood appeared on this uncle's face, cut from the center of his eyebrows, and was dripping with blood. To be continued.

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