Unexpectedly, a figure appeared behind her, in a blue wide robe, Tianxing said, "It makes me easy to find for a while," he walked leisurely among the verdant, as if incarnated as an elegant person, he occasionally looked at Nangong Min, "I don't know how to do it," suddenly, stopped, "There are not many geniuses in my hands, and now I'm afraid there is another one." ”

A cold voice came from him, Nangong Min covered her face like a light veil, this was the first time or maybe the last time she faced the strong man of the Tribulation, and in the end, her heart was calm, and she didn't complain about it, it was difficult to cultivate immortals, it was as difficult as the blue sky, all the way to the bones, I can't say when I will become one of them.

Tianxing made a decision, his right hand blasted towards the front of Qianying, a large handprint flew out, and when he arrived at the tribulation, one move and one style were smelted through early, all of which had great power, and he didn't feel that the other party could stop it.

Maybe there is still a little bit of vitality, a sword pill appeared in Nangong Min's hand, and shot towards the other party, this is still refined by Dongfang Linxi for her, time is limited, only one is used to save her life, she hopes that she will never need it, an illusory sword hangs in the air, and the sword body is surrounded by Dao purple qi, which is very noble.

The sword shot towards the palm print, without too much stalemate, with the sharpness penetrating from it, a set of swordsmanship showed, like the Dongfang Linxi himself dancing, 'Qingquan Cuizhu Sky on the Moon', 'The Moon Sprinkled with Ghost Stone Ling Ripple', 'Xuan Xian flew to reflect the green shadow', 'Alone in the heart of Tian Guben me', the sword sounded softly, and the stars were not as calm as before, holding the sword and trying their best to block.

Nangong Min continued to fly forward, and after a while, he disappeared into the night, the sword aura was pervasive, and the Tianxing blocked it extremely hard, wanting to leave Nangong Min behind, but he didn't dare to be distracted, "This is just a sword pill, after all, it is not performed by me, so I can't help it." The shadow of the sword danced, and the crystal light spread out with the blade, looking mysterious in the dark night.

'What is the hometown outside the dream in the dream' The illusory sword shadow sword changed suddenly, towards the other party's chest*, Tianxing also knew that the sword pill reached the last moment, the sword was across the chest, and the divine consciousness was concentrated in front of him, only to see that the illusory sword shadow sword tip was divided into two when it touched the sword, and it quickly grew larger in Tianxing's stunned eyes, half of the sword shadow passed through his heart, and the other half was blocked and turned into ashes.

The sharp sword qi cracked in the heart, the divine consciousness covered the messy sword qi, the star was still in the air, and there was a sword hole at the mouth of the heart, the blood on it slipped down, and the blood beads fell on the grass leaves below, directly burning the young leaves into flying ashes, in a certain sense, this blood bead is a treasure medicine that mortals can't ask for, but the grass is not replenished and turned into flying ashes.

Tianxing stood still like this for a day and a night, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the scar on his heart quickly disappeared, and there was not a single trace of it, but the remaining sword qi still needed to take half a month to recuperate. "I don't know what your background is. He said softly, then descended, a token hovering above his head, his eyes closed, and began to heal.

In less than half a day, Dong Zhuang appeared in front of him, "I've seen Elder Tianxing." Tianxing opened his eyes, "You're here, I've seen her, you keep looking." He stood up and looked into the distance, where the morning sun was slowly falling through the treetops, sporadically falling on the clothes of several people.

When the words fell, he flew forward, he didn't have too many ideas, dealing with ordinary people may be able to find the other party by induction in his heart, and the other party eliminated the qi, unless the two are close, they can only sense, they can only fly around, hoping that the luck is not too bad.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had the Holy Lotus, he would have wanted to take the other party as a disciple, but if he took away the other party's treasures, he would definitely explode with the heart of a genius and bring destruction to himself, which is also the reason why he killed a lot of geniuses.

Nangong Min galloped all the way, a day and a night like this, a little sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and he lowered his figure, and he was tired like never before, there was no familiarity in this world, no empire, no family, no blue figure, no matter how strong his heart was, he would eventually be a little tired.

The rich source qi poured into her body, and after a while, she continued to gallop forward, in her memory there was a city ahead, if she could enter and hide it as much as possible, she might be able to delay it for another ten days and a half months.

"Senior Brother Dong, there is a city ahead, and it is very likely that the other party has entered. After sorting out all the information, a disciple of the Troll Sect said towards Dong Zhuang.

"Go down. ”

"Elder Tianxing, what do you think?"

Elder Tianxing looked carefully at Dong Zhuang, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said, "Dong Zhuang, you don't have your grandfather's grandeur. It seemed to sigh and mock, which made the standing Dong Zhuang's face change slightly. He naturally saw Dong Zhuang's thoughts, although the other party wanted to slaughter the city as the most concise method, but he still lacked the courage to make a decision.

Dong Zhuang turned around, "There is only one city left and right, slaughter the city." The cold voice reverberated over the flying boat, causing a shock in the hearts of a disciple in front of him, "Senior Brother Order." The flying boat was quietly suspended, waiting for someone from the sect to come. Tianxing's eyes glanced towards the city ahead, "You can't escape from the palm of my hand, the feathered phoenix is not as good as a chicken." A chuckle came out of his mouth.

Under Dong Zhuang's order, after two hours, those four or five thousand Troll Sect disciples distributed in this area gathered towards Golden Rooster City, one after another sword shadows flew, and more were those Yuanying monks who were floating in the void.

The dark clouds pressed down, and the city lord of Jinji City fell in front of Dong Zhuang, "Meet the seniors, and make a wish to enter the Troll Sect." Between the words, he took down the storage bag on his waist and handed it to Dong Zhuang.

But Dong Zhuang looked disdainful, "What are you, saying that you are the city lord or lifting you, in my eyes you are a dog, and even saying that you are a dog is a bit too much." "You are also the lord of the city, why don't you live and die with this city? With his right hand, he turned into a knife and thrust it towards the opponent's dantian, and a golden primordial infant fell into his hand.

"You don't have to die well. Before the words fell, Yuan Ying burst suddenly, he naturally knew what kind of characters these people in front of him were, and he would naturally save a hand. And all this fell in the eyes of Tianxing, survived in the past ten thousand years, this kind of thing has been encountered once or twice, at the moment when the Yuan Ying burst, the enchantment wrapped the explosion point, and a bright light was imprinted in Dong Zhuang's heart.

The surroundings were quiet, Dong Zhuang looked towards Tianxing, and did not thank him, "Slaughter the city", the two words jumped out, and the disciples around the Golden Rooster City rushed to the middle, nearly a hundred people in a team, holding swords in their hands, a puff of blood flashed, dyeing the white streets of the city into blood, and the sound of sadness, sadness, helplessness, and grief soaked the city, but it could not stop the snow-white sword blade from cutting down.

There are many people in the city who look up at the sky at the moment of death, a touch of blood stains their eyes, and they have questions, why I was born in this land, I have done nothing in my life, I have survived, or I have taken away my humble life, there is nothing left, everything is scattered with the wind, and a touch of light gray color floats up to the sky, without a trace.