Chapter 170: Immortal Sword Slashes Demon Dragon!

Bai Shen was both envious and jealous, seeing that Xu Mu was about to get an opportunity, it was more uncomfortable than if he missed the opportunity.

"What the hell, is there any reason for this?!"

With that, it jumped up from the ground and jumped directly to the side of the white bone skeleton, which was in line with Xu Mu's position.

After thinking for a while, Bai Shen took two steps forward, and his figure surpassed Xu Mu's previous figure.

Hehe smiled, comforted himself in the bottom of his heart, and did not feel embarrassed at all.

"This seat can bend and stretch, and in the face of chance, there is no shame in doing anything......

After that, it followed the example of Xu Mu, knelt on the ground, and bowed.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The white god kowtowed six times in a row, shaking the white bone skeleton to the point of almost falling apart.

And as it prostrated its head, it muttered and prayed in fragments.

"The powerful predecessors are above, although the identity of this seat is unknown, but it has always adhered to the right path, helped the weak, and has never done anything to hurt the heavens and others! If you have any chance, remember to give me a copy too!"

Xu Mu's face darkened, he didn't expect this guy to make such a move in front of chance, "White God, are you a little too much?"

"Those who see have a share. I've been fighting with you for so many years, and you can't forget me if you have benefits!" Bai Shen is righteous and strict, and he looks loyal.

Between the two of them, they saw that the cyan aura on the sword finger of the white bone skeleton suddenly flourished, and quickly collapsed and compressed into a point of light! Chinese Net

Between the lightning and the stone fire, the point of light split into two, and flew towards Xu Mu and Bai Shen quickly.

"There are many kowtows in this seat and high sincerity, so this seat has a great opportunity!" Shirakami laughed a few times undisciplinedly.

Seeing that Xu Mu's face was embarrassed and he didn't speak, he said something to comfort Xu Mu's injured heart, "You must not mess up your state of mind because of jealousy, which is not good for your cultivation!"

Xu Mu sighed, helpless, his face was full of crying and laughing, and the ghost said: "Listen to me, thank you, because of you, it warms the four seasons......

That small point of light like a sesame seed was very fast and gently came to Xu Mu's mind.

The rusty sword in Xu Mu's dantian felt a slight vibration when he felt the foreign object, and wanted to remove the cyan light screen from his body!

"This means that the blessed do not need to be busy, and the unblessed are busy! This seat is indeed a child of destiny!" The white god sat cross-legged on the ground, letting go of his mind and accepting the larger point of light.

However, before anyone had finished manifesting before anyone had finished, the larger cyan point of light spun around its mind and flew out unexpectedly!

The big point of light circled around the white god, and followed the small point of light in Xu Mu's mind and flew away!

"Damn, don't go, stay here! You are the fate of this seat!! The white god was angry.

Since it was remembered in Mirror Moon Lake, it had never seen such an unreliable chance!

It's a pity that the larger point of light is an emotionless thing, and it treats the white god like a prodigal son who eats dry and cleans, and has no nostalgia at all!

Before the small point of light in Xu Mu's mind was shocked out of his body by the power of the rusty sword, the larger point of light broke through the air!

The large and small points of light were combined into one, and the power of the hard anti-rust sword entered Xu Mu's mind!

A domineering sword style was practiced in Xu Mu's mind!

Above his mind, the sword pose slowly stopped.

The phantom of the long sword glowing with cyan light, like a condensing entity, the sword intent is surging, and it is incomparable!

If it weren't for the deliberate convergence of this sword move, I'm afraid that Xu Mu's mind and soul would have been wiped out between this sword!

Xu Mu had a kind of realization in his mind, "The name of this move was originally called Immortal Sword Demon Dragon!"

"Why?" The white god burst into tears, like a young woman abandoned by her lover.

Xu Mu's eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he only cared about comprehending the sword move, and had no time to answer.

His whole body, sword intent permeated!

All his previous understandings of sword style, sword technique, and sword intent were dialed in between this move!

His sword path is on the next level!

Bite!

The phantom of the long sword, crisp and shattered, turned into a little starlight, surging on Xu Mu's limbs and hundreds of remains!

The sword intent on Xu Mu's body is getting stronger and stronger, his sword path cultivation has been suffering for a long time, and he has no choice but to break through under his desperate suppression, reaching the Seven Heavens of the Swordsman Realm!

The circle is as good as you want, the sword heart is sharp, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring!

But he didn't have time to be happy at all, and after his inner vision reached the level of improvement, his face suddenly turned pale!

Now, his Dao foundation has long been broken and almost collapsed, and he can no longer easily use his sword path cultivation!

A breakthrough like this time, for him, is tantamount to asking him to die!

"White God help me! I'm in danger!"

After speaking, he took a deep breath and desperately mobilized the sword-shaped Xuan Qi to suppress the Dao Ji in the dantian that had begun to collapse!

"Fuck! I'm not reconciled!" Bai Shen raised his front hooves and wiped a handful of tears, ran his cultivation, and played a mana to help Xu Mu recover his breathing!

In Xu Mu's dantian, the earth, water, wind and fire are changing, and the cracks in the Dao foundation are like a chasm!

"White God, help me shield the thunder, only one left!"

"How do you know this is the ability of this seat?"

"I guess, don't talk nonsense!"

"Then you take care of yourself, I haven't recovered my full glory, so I can only shield it slightly. Well, if you die unfortunately, remember to leave me all your inheritance......

"Shut the fuck up! Cast your mana!"

Xu Mu urged Qiankun to return to Tibet, and got a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity!

Seven thunderbolts, showing the color of "red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple", are born out of nothing in the Xuantian Secret Cave!

In the sky above Xu Mu's cave, tangled and circled, and slammed down!

The white god pushed forward with his hooves, and there were words in his mouth, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "What the hell! Yes! To this seat...... Break!"

Seven thunderbolts disappeared on the way, and six disappeared, and they didn't know where they went.

There was only a golden thunderbolt, still rushing down, smashing at Xu Mu!

"Thanks!" Xu Mu nodded his head, gritted his teeth, and at the last moment, urged the Heaven Shifting Treasure Technique!

Burst!

The golden thunder entered his body, and he was guided by Xu Mu into the dantian, struggling around the rusty sword above the dantian, as if he wanted to rush into his body to fight those cyan stars!

After half a breath, Xu Mu shook his body, and a drop of crystal green liquid was born on the tip of the rusty sword!

He didn't dare to refine the green liquid, wrapped it in sword-shaped Xuan Qi, and sent it to the Daoji crack.

Laugh at!

The sparkling green liquor has evaporated in an instant!

The collapsed Dao foundation in the dantian gradually stopped crumbling.

Xu Mu let out a long breath, raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and his breath slowly stabilized.

"Thank you, White God. If it weren't for you today, I would be here!"

"Thank you, it's all your own brother. Just give me some of the elixir you can't run out of."

"How do you know?"

"Eleven. I was awake when you picked it."

"Okay, this can divide you into six!"

"You have a bit of a conscience! You're the master of the meal, I'm done!"

After a while, Bai Shen was satisfied with chewing the herbs full of spiritual energy, his mouth full of fragrant aroma, and his depressed mood was slightly relieved.

Looking at Xu Mu, who had experienced the Seven Heavens of the Swordsman Realm with a smile on his face, he was a little unconvinced:

"What is the chance of that cyan point of light, why did you choose me instead of you?"