Chapter 63, Dong'a Mountain, Three Hundred Halls!

After a long time, Long Tian gasped and raised his head violently, the sky was already darkening, and a round of moon gradually climbed out, and he closed his eyes and practiced for a day.

"When you wake up, go eat. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Long Tian, and said with a sweet smile, it was actually Zixia girl, Long Tian was a little flattered, and said with a smile: "It's better to have wine." ”

"Insatiable!" Miss Zixia's eyes flashed, she turned to leave, the faint body fragrance sniffed into Long Tian's nose, her heart pounded, and the purple shadow disappeared from Long Tian's sight.

"Such a beautiful woman, otherworldly, fairy. Retracting his squinting gaze, he exhaled a mouthful of exhaust gas, at this moment, Long Tian faintly felt that he was a lot stronger, and that strand of fighting qi swam around his whole body for several weeks, and finally completely fused with Long Tian's bloodline, dissipating all blood and qi, and his whole body was comfortable.

Long Tian liked this feeling very much, because such a state would open a way forward for him.

"Condensation Spirit, in a month, Long Tian can condense into Essence!" Long Tian took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement brought by the cultivation in his heart, and walked towards the direction where Zixia girl disappeared.

Such a sumptuous dinner, Long Tian's nose sniffed, his expression showed intoxication, and there was a smell of wine. Nine people were knocking on chopsticks, waiting for him, and he was also embarrassed to say: "Everyone eat, what are you waiting for me to do." ”

Originally, everyone was not prepared to wait for Long Tian, but the man in black said: "We are now a team, and the people have not yet arrived, so let's wait, he is still cultivating." Everyone's eyes stayed on Long Tian, who was glowing with blood, he had been going on for five hours, everyone smiled at each other, and waited for Long Tian.

This result made Long Tian's heart pound, if he was in the wine clan before, it would be a good thing that Jiubai would never sweep away a table of meals, but now it is different, everyone shares good things.

Drinking happily and eating satisfactorily is how Long Tian feels tonight. Time flickered for more than half a year, and the kid in the middle of the Dou Ling period also became a Dou Sheng, and the arrogance in his eyes became even more fierce. Not to mention that he misses the days of the wine clan a little, thinks about the moving Aunt Ling'er, and the bad old man who fights with Long Tian for wine, and now he is drinking alone, and the shadow is three.

"Drinking?" A smart voice, a fairy descended to earth, Zixia girl.

"You drink with me!" Long Tian smiled and stretched out the wine jug in his hand, and smiled at the Zixia girl with a flushed face.

"I don't drink!" Miss Zixia smiled sweetly at Long Tian, and sat down next to Long Tian, who was still a little uncomfortable. Under the bright moon, above the buildings, a pair of young boys and girls, and the rows of buildings, the night is mysterious, majestic and majestic, and the wisps of breeze blow across the cheeks. The night is very beautiful, and the people are also beautiful, smelling the fragrance of the Zixia girl, Long Tian was excited, and the corners of his mouth showed some smiles.

"I actually met Engong's son here!" Miss Zixia spoke, sweet, and Long Tian was also a little curious.

"My father was a great hero. Long Tian said sonorously, looked at the bright moon, lifted the wine jug, took a sip, and his eyebrows were full of heroism.

"You will too, there will be a father, there will be a son, and you will stand proudly in the entire Dong'a Immortal Sect like your father. There was a hint of fire in Miss Zixia's watery eyes, and there was always a smile on her cheeks.

Long Tian also took a sip of wine and smiled sweetly at Miss Zixia: "I love to hear this, I will definitely be able to." The young man's expression made Miss Zixia's expression contain anticipation, and she looked at the powerful young man with wide eyes.

"Long Tian, I believe in you. However, there are three hundred halls in the Dong'a Immortal Sect, and the Martial Arts Hall is just one of them, and there are many geniuses, if you want to stand out from them, you really have to work hard. Miss Zixia's voice made Long Tian's mind blank, his expression was a little strange, and a sip of wine slowly slid into his liver and intestines.

"This proves that I am very strong, I am worthy of this trip, and I have the strength to compete with the Leng family and avenge my father. Long Tian clenched his fists, the blood in his eyes surged, there was expectation, and even this figure looked very vicissitudes, and it was full of arrogance, and that proud look made Zixia have a feeling of "toughness".

When Long Tian came to the Dong'a Immortal Sect, he also learned about the three hundred halls of Dong'a, including the Alchemy Hall, the Qi Storage Hall, the Soul Dementor Hall, the Sword Blade Hall, the Great Sword Hall, etc., each of which has its own capital of existence, and has special fighting skills or artifacts to assist cultivators. Dragon and Tiger fight heroes, the reality is very cruel, if you want to go further, you have to fight more than others, Long Tian has done a lot, he understands the truth that the winner is king. Long Tian touched his nose, immersed in the gaze of the bright moon, with the brightness of the moonlight, gradually, Long Tian's eyes, the faint blood faintly appeared, flickering, a flame in his heart seemed to burn, Long Tian's body shook violently.

"Dragon's blood changed!" this sentence involuntarily appeared in his mind, constantly echoing in his mind, the voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into thunder, roaring and reverberating in his mind. This move is at the bottom of the box by Long Tian, it is not thick enough, he feels that he has no absolute chance of winning, the world is so big, and now Long Tian is too small, he wants to find a more powerful dragon bloodline, refine it, and make his dragon blood more powerful.

Condensing essence, Long Tian's eyes, the faint blood glow was even richer, flashing with a strange light, and the slightest flame continued to burn in his eyes, faintly making Long Tian's blood veins feel a tingling pain. As time passed, the pain became more and more intense, and in the end, the stinging pain made Long Tian's whole body tremble, as if it was unbearable. Long Tian, his fate has long been destined to be not peaceful, there is killing in his eyes, it is blood, it is the iron bones, and there are piles of white bones......

The Zixia girl on the side was also shocked by the aura that erupted from Long Tian, and the young man in front of her made her have a strong feeling that he would definitely become a real powerhouse and hero.

"Fight!" a word, the flat tone was firm, he slowly closed his eyes, turned the string of Buddha beads on his body, the blood in his body gradually calmed down, and the fighting spirit flowed in an orderly manner, but the red light in his eyes was as turbulent as blood. With the sky above his head, his feet on the earth, and the Buddha beads turning, a cool feeling suddenly spread from Long Tian's chest, which was the effect of the dragon shadow on Long Tian's chest, and an inexplicable energy suppressed Long Tian's depressed heart, but Long Tian would one day burst out of this power, and at that time, Long Tian's world was a bloody color