"Go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook.

Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu.

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful.

Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

Wei Ping climbed on the roof, there was no moon or stars when he looked up, only the wind that was as cold as a knife, and there were winding lights when he looked down, and there were stone pillars erected on both sides of every street in the besieged city, and there were quaint copper pots on the stone pillars.

During the day, the pot burns incandescent stone and blooms with white light, which is daytime. At night, the flint is burned, and the black fire is swaying, which is the night.

At this time, the black fire flickered, casting a veil of mystery over the night.

Wei Ping, who had been sitting for an afternoon, calmed down a little, constantly enlightened himself, and told himself that Hua Mu Hibiscus had not rejected you, Mulan Mountain Flower Mansion once, under the bright galaxy above the heart boat, it was just the second time, what was there to be sad and what was so decadent?

The only way to do this is to make persistent efforts and never give up!

Thinking so, but his heart was still a little sad, he stared at the sky in a daze, quietly experiencing the slow flow of time, tomorrow, tomorrow and his face will be stalked.

When the bell rang in the middle of the night, Yan Lang walked out of the inn, merged into the flow of immortals, and walked to the tower in the city, ready to try his luck in the bell tower arena. The source point of the two of them is less than five hundred, but they have already made an appointment, this time Hua Muliu lent the source point to Yan Lang and let him participate in the competition, and next time he will accompany her to besiege the city and let her participate in the competition.

The bell rang in the middle of the night, and it also woke up little Pixiu, and the Falling Sky Sword flew out of the ancestral aperture, and then turned into Little Pixiu, shouting to eat desert roses.

Wei Ping smiled helplessly, his mind swept around, and he didn't find any suspicious people and suspicious eyes, the light of the Naxu Ring flashed, the desert rose was sandwiched between his legs, he broke off a desert rose petal, handed it to Xiao Pixiu, and asked, "Little Pixiu, do you need to help you refine?"

"Xiao Pingping, don't you underestimate Little Pixiu?"

Pixiu raised his head slightly, snatched the desert rose petal directly, stuffed it into his mouth, and crushed it like eating an ice cube, swallowed it in his stomach, and squinted his eyes with satisfaction. After three seconds of aftertaste, he stretched out his hand to Wei Ping again.

Wei Ping was not surprised, he took a look at Xiao Pixiu's foodie skills, and broke off a piece and handed it over.

Click, click, click, until the tenth slice, little Pixiu hiccuped comfortably, began to be drowsy, hesitated before returning, wanted to say something comforting, but racked his brains and couldn't think of anything.

There's no way, little Pixiu is just a sword spirit, he doesn't understand love and love, and he doesn't want to understand it, women are tigresses!

Wei Ping looked at his tangled appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked, reached out and rubbed his head, showing a happy smile.

In the afternoon of the next day, the four of them left the besieged city and headed for the Crescent Spring Oasis.

Hua Mu Hibiscus actually slept groggily for a day and a night, and when he saw Wei Ping again, his eyes were dodgy and a little weird, which made his second monk feel at a loss, thinking that it was the sequelae of rejecting himself, and he would not be able to do so.

Along the way, her eyes occasionally swept over, sneaking, he pretended not to know, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

It feels like there's a play!

Rest for three days in the crescent spring, mainly a source of the mushroom house can live for three days, it is too wasteful not to be full. Of course, during this period, the hibiscus refined the desert rose petals, threw them into the Feihong Sword, Wei Ping broke off the desert rose petals and handed them to Xiao Pixiu, who clicked and crushed them, eating ice as refreshing.

After passing through the underground passage under the Black Forest, he came to the ancient battlefield bone sea again, and it was the same as the last time he came, there was no change, the ten sword cultivators of the Dongao Dragon Continent Sword Sect, the ten martial artists of the Martial God Camp of the Northern Ice Martial Continent, the ten monks of the Daming Palace of the West Fu Tiger Continent, and the ten divine servants of the Four Great Divine Palaces, came and fled, and did not bring any changes to the huge sea of bones.

Except for more than a dozen corpses, sprinkled with a little blood, it can't make much waves.

Another month passed, and after capturing enough source points, the four of them returned to the Crescent Spring Oasis, and encountered a wave of sand thieves halfway through, a total of seven immortals, two gods, three immortals, and two humans.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree! If you want to live from now on, leave and buy road money! Dare not say a word, kill or bury it!" A Terran stepped forward, squinted at the two women with a pair of thief eyes, and shouted while drooling.

Three of the immortal clans are Weiping Hua Hibiscus Familiar Immortals, the second generation of immortal lean men, long-haired and fluttering men, and fat-faced women, who are really enemies who are extremely red-eyed when they meet!

Before rushing, take out the jade bone bottle and pour all the remaining source points into your mouth, boom, Seven Realms Heavenly Immortals!

They have already fallen twice in a pit, and they must not fall for the third time, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, they always prepare more than seventy source points in the jade bone bottle, and even do not hesitate to borrow from their accomplices when they are not enough!

You know, if you borrow from your fellow sand thieves, you have to pay interest!

It came at the right time!

Hua Hibiscus has been very unhappy recently, sleeping in the past is her favorite, but during this time she is a little afraid of sleeping, mainly dreaming as soon as she sleeps, dreaming about it, but she always dreams of some dreams that should not appear in her dreams, it should be someone else's dream, the dream of a person named Guo Qian who looks exactly like her.

"Dreams, dreams, it's so annoying!"

Annoying, annoying!

It is when it is annoying, there are immortals who bump into it, if you don't have a good fight, a good fight, a happy fight, wouldn't it be a waste of God's kindness?

The Feihong Sword flew out of the center of the eyebrows, held it in his hand, held it high above the top, pointed straight at the sky, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, instantly forming a Feihong Sword Body that was magnified ten times, like a substance, and a sword was split.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

『Qiankun Swordsmanship-Tianqian Sword』

The long-haired man is the second generation of the sword immortal, and he is also learning the sword, at this time, the cultivation is the sword cultivation of the Seven Realms, facing the sword of the Six Realms Yuan Infant Realm, he is not afraid, and the flying sword behind him is soaring, flying to the top of the head, and blocking horizontally.

"When—"

The sword qi was surging in all directions, and the white sand swept across the sky.

Sure enough, it was easy to block!

The long-haired man with fluttering hair had fluttering hair, and he had the demeanor that a sword cultivator from the Seven Realms should have, and even raised his right hand and hooked his hand defiantly towards Hua Mu Hibiscus.

Hua Mu Hibiscus raised his eyebrows, and his mind moved, and a sword body in the body of the Feihong Sword flashed away, so fast that he couldn't catch up.

A miniature version of the Rainbow Sword!

Passing through the center of the eyebrows, a transparent hole in front and back, blood spurted back and forth.

"Half, immortals, soldiers!"

The long hair fluttering man no longer fluttered his long hair, and after saying these three words, he fell backwards, and the white sand swept down from the sky, quickly burying half of his body.

The demi-immortal soldier, who gave birth to the sword spirit entity, is a demi-immortal soldier!

For a while, the remaining six sand thieves were silent, maintaining their stalemate movements, motionless!

In the next second, they dispersed and fled.

The sound of sound from time to time under the sand is faintly audible.

"I can't live these days, half-immortal soldiers, half-immortal soldiers, poor sand thieves, when can I afford it?"

"The last time we met, wasn't it like this? It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this!"

"Brother Piao, you died so miserably! I didn't say I liked you until I died, I knew ......"

"Humble Terran, grandma is a bear, so cruel!"

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