As for this Mr. Yang's name is Xiangji, he is also a Shilin leader, he traveled to the Nine Realms when he was a teenager, and invented a simple mathematical theory, which was greatly praised by the immortals, and his reputation was outside the world. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

In the last years of the wind and candles, the fallen leaves were saved and returned to the roots, when the government was corrupt, the heavenly family lacked people, the emperor was overjoyed, and he was very courteous, and the treasure and beauty were not a problem.

Who knew that under the fame, it was actually difficult to deserve, and soon someone revealed that his Taoist mysteries were not self-inflicted but plagiarized from a monk with a surname, which was really shocking.

Yang Xiangji cultivates and likes to be vassal, and has published a collection of poems with a talented woman to sing and poems, which has also been revealed to be nothing, self-written and self-directed, so it is called "plagiarism official", and Li Hanzhang is a moment of Yuliang, and the six ways are called "two big favorites".

Yang Xiangji is also not ashamed of it, and recently married the daughter of his granddaughter and son-in-law.

"Who are you and what is your relationship with Huang Yanhao?"

Hong Jingluo was ordered to come to Xiaogu Mountain to rob Bo Lang Spine, but he didn't think about it, but he pounced, but he couldn't let go of the anger of the Great Shura King's thunder.

"You traitor who sells for glory, and you are worthy of the name of Mr. Huang. ”

Su Liluo took a sip with a cold face, and said in a low voice: "Brother Ming, you and your sister-in-law will go first, and I will cover you." ”

Ming Qin snorted lightly, his mind turned sharply, planning a way to get out, Mo said that he couldn't ignore Su Liluo, just look at the strength of the other party, and it was not easy to retreat with his whole body.

"Why should adults talk nonsense with them. A few ghost spirits at the bottom of the kettle, grab them first and then handcuff them carefully, and it's not too late. ”

Eagle waved his hand to let the blood droplets come forward to fight, and the pale gray pupils were full of coldness.

Su Liluo snorted lightly, moving like a rabbit, and in an instant she was connected with a few blood droplets of the internal guards, she had been in battle for a long time, and she had experienced a lot of time with blood on the head of the knife, although the blood droplets moved like ghosts, and the dagger with cold light was ghostly, Su Liluo was not afraid at all.

I saw her dancing the long sword, the sword wind was Huohuo, the sword style was wide open and closed, full of indomitable momentum, the sword shadow flickered and intertwined into a dazzling light curtain, and it really intercepted more than ten blood droplets.

"Liluo, I'm here to help you. ”

Ming Qin saw some doorways, his swordsmanship had been taught by the sword saint Pei Fei, and he took a strange and changing path, flying into the battle array and shaking the sword flower, just like the stars dotted on the light curtain, and like a poisonous snake curled up waiting for an opportunity to devour people, and Su Liluo's sword style just complemented each other, and the cooperation was seamless.

A sword style is fierce, like the wind sweeping the yellow sand, and wants to get drunk with the stars, and a forward and retreating side, like a heavenly maiden throwing a shuttle, looking ahead, suddenly behind, and beheading the head of the owl is as easy as probing the bag and taking things.

The combination of the two swords is so powerful, far beyond the expectations of the two, the blood droplets are even more difficult to guard against, just a Su Liluo is just a storm when he can't hold it, Ming Qin's icing on the cake fills in all her flaws, and the combat power has only increased several times, almost every style of sword falling, there are blood droplets and blood injuries, broken wrists and broken arms, and the blood stains have become a veritable blood-dripping man.

"Stand away and watch me deal with them with 'drops of blood'. ”

Seeing that the internal guards couldn't resist the enemy, Ying Sha shouted and opened the black package in his hand.

A strange-looking silver wheel of light was displayed, and the blood droplets retreated one after another, Ming and Su glanced at each other, knowing that it was the demon weapon that the blood drops relied on.

Although they couldn't see the mystery, the two of them were also a little cautious and secretly guarded.

"Two boys who don't know the height of the sky, let you taste the power of my 'blood drops'. ”

The eagle screamed twice, put his palm on the silver wheel, and a ball of blood-red light gathered on it, the eagle snorted, and his body trembled, as if he was enduring great pain.

Ming Qin laughed and said, "What the hell is this, have you been bitten by a dog?"

The eagle babbled twice, and although it was angry, it was speechless for a while.

Su Liluo's heart jumped, and he was shocked: "It's not good, he seems to be feeding something with essence blood?"

"It's not too late to regret it. Come and be my bloodthirsty jackdaw's sacrifice. ”

The eagle shuddered, recited a few incantations, and threw the blood-colored silver wheel into the air.

After a while, the blood and qi on the silver wheel dispersed, circled violently, a piercing cold wind penetrated out, and the bamboo and wood were instantly covered with a layer of frost.

Ming and Su changed color slightly, and before they had time to make any moves, they only heard the croaking of the strange screams resounding through the heavens and the earth, and countless crows with lacquer feathers like ink raged out of the silver wheel, their eyes were blood-red, and their wings were like knives, and in a moment they covered the sky and covered the bamboo forest, making the originally transparent sky suddenly darken.

This group of jackdaws is mixed with tens of millions, and it is expected that they are very hungry in the silver wheel, and they have just been stained with the blood of eagles, and they have not been satisfied, and they encourage their wings to swoop down on their heads, which is really rampant. No matter how good the swordsmanship of the two of them is, how can they resist this group of beasts who are not afraid of death?

"Xianggong ,......"

Yan Shunhua exclaimed, and the crows that covered the sky and the ground swooped down, engulfing her bright figure in an instant.

"Shunhua—"

When Ming Qin saw it, his heart was broken, and he screamed, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

............

"Shunhua...... Shun Hua ......" Ming Qin muttered unconsciously.

"Chinzhi—"

The soft voice was remembered in his ears, and it was still a soft Jinpa wiped on his forehead, Ming Qin almost had an illusion of returning to the wilderness and the ancient road, the carriage, the husband and wife depended on each other, he only said that it was a dream, how could he have thought that the beautiful figure was unconsciously branded into his heart?

"Sister Zixin?"

Ming Qin looked blankly at the residence of the sub-sacrificial wine, only to find that he had already woken up from the dream in shock, Pang Zixin leaned in front of him with a concerned face, and when he opened his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you dream? Dreamed of Shunhua?" Pang Zixin is extremely smart, and this question can be said to be to the point.

"Yes and no. ”

Ming Qin smiled slightly bitterly, did not hide it, and hesitated to tell her the slightest thing that happened in the dream.

Pang Zixin listened intently, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and his beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance, and he pondered: "Are you saying that you also entered the mirage illusion, and reincarnated as a couple with Shunhua, and also met the general of the Xihe Shuaifu who lost his whereabouts on the cliff?"

Ming Qin nodded and said: "I only saw Master Su Liluo, she was also reincarnated as another person, I think several other heavenly generals, including Helian Peiyu, the brother of Ya Sacrifice Wine, have similar experiences." ”

Pang Zixin said lightly: "Shun Hua is difficult to break through the mirage illusion with the Yuan Shen out of the body, but you can have a clear consciousness, this may be the magic of the true transmission of the God of Dreams." The inheritance of the primeval eight gods is indeed not comparable to the true immortals of later generations, and the auspicious light and feathers are also extraordinary. ”

"Thank you, Sister Zixin, you can trust me. Didn't think I was talking nonsense. ”

Pang Zixingui is the fairy queen who is favored by Han, and he is very favored by a nether boy who has nothing to rely on, even if it is the relationship between the old man and the inheritance, it can't help but make people grateful.

Pang Zixin glanced at him again and again, and said with a straight face: "Did you get the name of being wise for my phoenix bloodline? ”

Ming Qin smiled and said, "Shunhua and Master Liluo are trapped by the bloodthirsty jackdaw in the blood droplets, does Sister Zixin have a way to save them?"

"Let me think about it. Pang Zixin frowned, saw Ming Qin's blood floating, and said with a light smile: "You don't have to be too anxious." Don't you hear that 'one day in the sky, one year on the earth', rotten Ke Yan and Liu Ruan's affairs, can't be treated with common sense. Taoist books say that the Immortal Emperor has experienced immeasurable calamities, and those who believe in it bow down and worship, and those who don't believe it sneer, but it is not surprising that they do not know that the immeasurable calamities are placed in the secret realm. Besides, Shunhua is the realm of a half-step saint immortal, even if he doesn't awaken, he doesn't necessarily can't deal with the jackdaw. ”

"Sister Zixin, I don't know the depth of your cultivation, but your calm and unhurried bearing is really worthy of the name of the Holy Immortal. ”

Ming Qin said helplessly, at this time, when he still had the heart to talk about some heavenly people, the kung fu of qi cultivation was really beyond his reach.

Pang Zixin sighed softly and said angrily: "Since you are impatient, I have no choice but to accompany you." ”

"You also want to be out of the body?" Ming Qin was faintly worried, in case she was also fascinated by the illusion, wouldn't it be in vain.

Pang Zixin groaned: "Shunhua's cultivation is not under me, since she is difficult to break through the mirage illusion, I don't dare to repeat the mistakes of the past, even if your "iQue Sutra" is very mysterious, it is better for me to hide in your divine thoughts, even if I can't use your hand to exert magical powers, it is always no problem to point out one or two from the side." ”

"Enter my divine thoughts?" Ming Qin smacked his tongue secretly, he had never heard of this method.

"Not bad. Pang Zixin tapped his head lightly, and said with a smile: "But this move is extremely risky, Shennian is the center of a person's consciousness, and has great resistance to outsiders. ”xh118