Ye Luo was just about to reach out to get it, when suddenly two waterfalls splashed, and with a strong force, he grabbed the book with one hand and flew upward.

A dragon python swooped under its feet, its pink mouth was as open as a dustpan, its fangs hung upside down, and if it pierced its heart and lungs, it had to poke out a hole.

The dragon python raised its head and bit it, Ye Luo took advantage of the opportunity to step on its head, flew to the ice, and glanced at the book cheats in his hand, no name and no words, I don't know what the hell it is. He ripped open his collar and tucked it in to protect his chest.

The dragon python rose into the air, supporting half of its waist and spitting out a bifurcated blood-red tongue to attack, shaking its head sideways. Ye Luo picked up Long Yuan, pulled out a ball of sword flowers, wherever the sword qi went, the sword intent was rampant, and the purple qi was integrated into the body, it was really extraordinary, controlling the strength of the Qi machine, and suddenly felt that the strength of the body rose sharply.

The young man held the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and smiled.

"It's just right, with the beast feeding sword, I broke the three-grade realm!"

Ye Luo bent down and flew into the void, and the surrounding clouds began to roll, stirring the wind, the sleeves of his clothes whirring up, and the sound of hunting. Picking it down, the dragon python swung a giant tail, like a giant whip whipping the sky. Jumping upward, Ye Luo dodged, and took advantage of the gap between its long tail swing back and forth, and a sword stuck to the scale armor skin and slashed up and down.

Long Yuan was sharp, but Ning Gang still failed to cut through its skin, so it seemed that this animal was wearing a scale armor.

Ye Luo had to find another way.

The dragon python rushed down to the sky, piercing through the ice, Ye Luo jumped a few times in a row, dodging the blow, like the mirror ice began to shatter, and the lake flooded.

The young man was helpless, took off to resist the wind, stepped on the rocks upward, and jumped on the snowfield with the ancient sword obliquely.

The dragon python chased after it, smashed the towering rocks, climbed up the snowfield, and heard a rustling sound. The smooth snow-white underbelly blends with the snow and ice.

The dragon python flew the shield, and a long snow mark appeared in the snow.

Ye Luo felt a slight sound in his back, and in an instant, the huge mouth had already swallowed his waist. He twisted his waist and flipped it, and kicked his feet out in the air, grinding a layer of skin through the snow-white jaw of the dragon python, and the silk began to gather and glow purple. As soon as his mind turned, the snow-white lower body of this beast was flawed, a lunge flew out, the strength of the tip of the sword was full, and the qi of the body was wide open, standing proudly above the green clouds.

The dragon python was impatient, and with a flash of his eyes, he bit him on the neck.

Ye Luo threw out of Long Yuan, one turned around and flew to his feet, the sword intent was cold, the sword qi swept out thousands of miles between opening and closing, and a sword broke into the chamber, and the thick blood was sprinkled from the air, stained into a piece of blood and mud.

The dragon python also fell from mid-air, like a leather ball, and its belly contracted and trembled a few times.

Ye Luo caught the flying sword and floated to the ground, exhaling.

The bloody mud died of the python, the cold wind was steep, the young man put the sword into the sheath, put the ancient sword flat, sat on the scabbard, took out the wordless and nameless book of the book, turned the page and looked, it was all blank.

In this cold wind, he felt a trace of disappointment and sadness, and his blood began to cool down.

The boy tossed the book aside and looked down at the heavy sky, as if the snow was coming again. Close your eyes and lie in the snow, although it is a little cold, it is rare to have time to empty everything and slow down the fatigue.

When he opened his eyes and sat up, there was only a large patch of blood and mud and a twisted trace left in the snow on the side, and the dragon python was gone, Ye Luo asked in surprise, "Can you still come back to life if you die?"

He looked sideways at the snow-soaked pages, and there were a few lines of large red letters.

Ye Luo hurriedly picked it up, and the strings of red characters were like blood-colored pearls, flying up to the sky, pulling down a blood-red canopy, although the words were small, they were exquisitely dazzling.

"The qi is open, the hair is in the root, the middle is in the middle, and the tip is reached. Leaning forward and backward, his body is like a bow and crossbow, gathering strength and urging like a landslide......"

Ye Luo sat cross-legged, followed the trick, and performed the technique, his body was as light as dust, and he could be supernatural when he shot, his fist was clenched and his fist was clenched, and his fist was clenched and released, which was completely connected with the qi fu gangli, brewing a huge force of desolation in his abdomen.

He bounced up, raised his arms, and roared towards the sky, and the qi in his body stabilized slightly.

The wind and snow fell again, so I still hid back in the cave, practiced these techniques with peace of mind, and took care of the meridians and qi in my body to prevent being slandered by external forces.

In the picture of the three thousand scrolls, it seems that there is no day and night, but you can see the stars in the day, and I don't know how much time has passed.

After Ye Luo finished breathing, he felt that his body was a little more comfortable, but he still couldn't resist the trembling of his eyes, his eyes were dimly closed, and he leaned against the stone and fell asleep. When I woke up, I poked out of the hole, the ice and snow melted, and a green meadow came into view.

Ye Luo stared into the distance and sighed, a mixture of loss and regret.

"Alas, this sleep will make you sleep all winter!" he said in a resolute tone, looking at the sword in his hand, and took a step.

"Bang!"

The foreground is already the carved windows and doors of the West Crane Tower, and the wooden floor under his feet is red and brown. Seventeen people all produced three thousand scrolls, and he was the last one to do so.

The plain robe sword cultivator nodded and swept his eyes, and said happily: "Is there a gain from entering the picture?"

Everyone nodded in unison, Ye Luo leaned over to Shui Mei, and asked quietly, "Old ghost, where have you been, have you found anything weird?"

Shui Mei was about to return to him, but was glared at twice by the plain-robed sword cultivator. With a rush of anger in his heart, he exhaled angrily and glared at him in return.

Ye Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, let the old ghost dissipate his anger, don't go to his heart, Shui Mei calmed down a little, and his face gradually turned to normal.

The plain-robed sword cultivator called Qing Luan and Huang Scorpion to stand in front of him, and shouted: "Listen, the next game is Gangli, you need to fight one against two, before you can climb to the third floor, go to the third floor to learn higher martial arts and mental tricks, the reason is very simple, the higher you go, the more difficult it is, and the greater the reward." Ascending to the ninth floor, you can also discuss the sword with the sword immortal Dongfang Master, and you can give guidance. ”