"It was slower to go back, but no one was pushing.

Xuan Ming walked back against the wind, wanting to return to the same place, the white hair on his head flew in the wind, and the wisps of white silk were scattered in the air, and the white hair fell off from Xuan Ming's head.

It's still so white, the white is deeper, whiter than snow, and the white can also become deeper, not with the naked eye, the heart of the prodigal son Yu felt it, the long hair of the shawl was whiter, and the white ones fell off a little.

There are also a few more lines on the forehead, becoming vicissitudes, and he is ten years old in an instant, delicate and handsome, revealing a little flaw, but also a little more mature beauty, which is more attractive.

The prodigal son feather sighed deeply, from Xuan Ming's face, there was no trace of immaturity on the body, from the slow and heavy pace, I saw the baptism of the years, and also became taller, so tall that the prodigal son Yu was a little jealous, and a little ashamed.

It's not just Xuan Ming who is getting old, Taiqing God has become older, his white hair has become even shorter, and he almost can't even stabilize the hairpin on his head, and his immature and ruddy face like a baby has also climbed up the ravine, one by one, deeply engraved, and the whole person is withering.

When people are old and have experienced wind and frost, every ravine and every nick on their face is experience, every road they have walked, every thing they encounter, and they are the rings of years.

The old way of the crane hair and childlike face is gone, leaving only an old way, an old way that seems to be dying, and an old way that is about to wither.

Lao Dao is really old, maybe he should have been old, because he is Lao Dao, the criss-cross that symbolizes the vicissitudes of life, every time the corners of the mouth are raised, it brings up peace, more kindness, kindness, and more respect.

Old, middle-aged, oh, not middle-aged, it should be called adulthood, and there are two young people, three generations, the young prodigal son Yu is very uncomfortable, although he is uninhibited, but there is still some baby fat on his cheeks, but for an hour, it is like a younger generation.

He also wants to grow old and become mature, but he can't get old, and he can't mature, because his heart is young, and Xuan Ming is mature, and it's only because his heart has become mature, and his heart is too pure to be old, different from the rotten old of Jiuying, and he has become old and strong.

"Cheer up, if you continue like this, you'll die of old age. ”

Admitting defeat and willing to gamble and lose, Taiqing's heart has become open-minded and benevolent.

A sword pierced the sky, and a boundless sword qi, a cold sword qi, broke out from the Xuan Ming body, and the sword qi pointed at it, staining half of the world white.

Even the heavens and the earth have become white, not the white of snow, but the white reflected by the sword qi, whiter than snow, colder, sharper, I don't know how big the sword qi is, and I don't know how long.

The flowers are still so gorgeous, and the grass is still so green, but under the reflection of the cold sword qi, only white is visible, and only white can be seen, even the heavens and the earth are white, and everything is no exception.

Bai was frightened Taiqing, and he was glad in his heart, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his whole body was wet, it turned out that death had always been there, and he had passed by, Taiqing was still palpitating, and he walked before the ghost door was closed, he definitely couldn't avoid this sword, Xuan Ming used his life to use a sword that was tempered by the spirit and spirit.

Xuan Ming paid the price, became mature, his forehead was wrinkled, and the silver became white, white pure, white pure, and white scary, so this sword was also more pure, whiter, and more terrifying.

It was not only Taiqing who was frightened, but the prodigal son Yu was also stunned under this sword, and Chi You's heart stopped beating, so frightened that he didn't even dare to beat his heart.

This sword has been tempered for a long time, starting from the first step of Xuan Ming walking towards Taiqing, it is also tempered very thick, very heavy, and it becomes difficult for the heavy Xuan Ming to go back, and the heavy Xuan Ming can't afford it, and it can't accommodate it.

So this one also broke out of the body, so that it could become easy, an invisible mountain was removed in an instant, and the cold and dead heart was also refreshed for a while.

This sword was very scary, not only scaring the three people in the field, but also countless people, countless people who were paying attention to this side.

All the people who saw this scene were cold, the cold hair, the majesty of the Daluo God had been taken away, and they sat silently on the high seat, opening their eyes and pondering, pondering, their eyes were not closed, and the queen's brows were tightly wrinkled, just tightly wrinkled.

frightened many people, not only enemies, but even allies, clansmen were frightened, Fu Xi quietly lit a charcoal fire in the hall, warming, far away, he felt a little cold, Zhu Rong laughed loudly, proud of having such a nephew, but his brows were also furrowed, worried about him.

Hongjun suddenly stopped preaching, and stopped a little inexplicably, staring at Dao Ancestor with countless pairs of inexplicable eyes, but he just stopped, and the stop was terrifying, and the people in the hall were frightened and didn't dare to breathe, the hall became weird and silent, and the huge Zixiao Palace became silent.

This sword is invincible, this is an invincible sword.

I don't know that half of the world was dyed white, and then in the sky that was whiter than snow reflected by the sword qi, countless black dots fell into the whitened earth.

Countless black dots fell, and the earth that had been dyed white by the sword qi was re-dyed black.

It was life that fell to the ground, countless lives, countless identical lives, a people.

The human face has a beak, and the elder on the back has a pair of black wings, wearing black clothes, and what is left can only be black, and the leader has only one foot, which is different, it is composed of blue and red, not black.

The darkness of a place is dead, and the dead are lifelike.

Fortunately, the death should be untouchable, without a trace of pain.

"I'm afraid that the country of Zhentou is going to be wiped out, and from then on, there will be one less class of people. "Taiqing has some rabbits and foxes who are sad, and they are also sensitive.

No one cares why the people of the Toutou country appear here, the country of the head of the country far away in the southeast has appeared in the southwest, and it is still pouring out, and those who stay in the southeast are probably old and weak, and they will not survive for long.

Secretly came to the shore of the southwest Yishui, secretly hid, hid in the sky, but there was no need for anything, because they were dead, although they were still so lifelike, but they were dead.

Death was worthless, they just hid in front of Xuan Ming, and Xuan Ming just couldn't control the sword qi in his body, so he released it, shooting down the black in the ground, but also wiped out a clan.

This is a bird-man race, at first glance, it is the descendant of the ancient human race and birds, with a human face and a human body, but with a bird's beak and wings, and a longer bird feather, no one cares.

The prodigal son Yu doesn't care, Xuan Ming doesn't care even more, although there is human blood, but it is also the most unkind with the human race, and finally tends to be inflammatory, holding the biggest leg is always the biggest, and now the biggest thigh in the Three Realms must be the heavenly and human race, the three-legged golden crow family.

Half human and half bird, but with the five phoenixes, the human race is not compatible, and he is willing to be a pawn, so no one cares, Fu Xi is just sighed lightly, I don't know who is sighing.

Shennong's is even more unfortunate, as if he has never seen it, if he hadn't still remembered some blood friendship, I'm afraid it would have been wiped out by him, how could it be left until now.

A sword to destroy a clan, to destroy a clan sneaky, you can know how reasonable it is to mature Xuanming, this is a sword that is struck with life.

Taiqing was lucky to escape, but he was replaced by the life of a clan, Xuan Ming also became weak, and he was empty all of a sudden, but he could still stand, although he was a little shaky, but after all, he was standing, and it was much better than the paralysis when he came out of the Zhongshan world, that is, he was just a little longer, and he got rid of his childishness.

"It's more innocent to die. Chi You said willfully, he finally had a chance to interject, Jiuli and the country of Jiutou lived next to each other, and there were many contradictions on weekdays, and he was not used to it for a long time.

Woe and blessing rely on, this sword also exhausted the hundreds of millions of years of ice accumulated in Xuan Ming's body, and the hundreds of millions of years of ice that could not be refined, also made him no longer able to advance bravely, but there was no risk of his soul being frozen into a piece of ice, and the risk of an emotionless ice cube, the true Qi in the body would not be mottled, but could start condensing, it was really difficult to say whether it was a blessing or a curse, at least the prodigal son was very happy about this situation.

A dead body in one place, a black dead body, but at least a blue and red figure, he is still alive, he is not black, so he is still alive.

Struggling to get up, the meridians of the whole body have been broken, cut off by the cold, and a cold air is raging in the body, unable to break free.

It is a bird, a bird with only one leg, a blue body, and red feet, and it is a unique bird in Unai.

It's just a bird, although there are many birds among the friends of the prodigal son, such as Fengzu, Qingluan, and Kunpeng, but this can only be a bird, and it is by no means a friend.

If it's not a friend, it won't be cherished, so I don't plan to help it, just watch quietly, look at it with a smile, smile with coldness, and schadenfreude.

This is a bird that can compete with the five phoenixes, but it is excluded by the five phoenixes and disdains to dance with it, and it must be a powerful bird and a powerful creature.

The lord of the country, the divine bird Bi Fang, has brought countless disasters to the human race, a bullying bird, but also a bird that bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, now the human race must be tough, harder than King Kong, so he can only avoid it from afar, hiding under the more powerful wings, the wings of the three-legged golden crow are the largest.

Bi Fang suddenly became the leader of the Toutou Country, and he also brought the Toutou Country to the Devil's Side, everyone thought so, so the Toutou Country was about to be wiped out today, and Bi Fang was also struggling on the ground.

Now his heart is still trembling, that sword is too strong, Bi Fang never thought that he would have such a weak moment.

He is not weak at all, how can he be weak if he can compete with Wufeng, and he never thought that he would be slightly weaker than Xuan Ming, Prodigal Ziyu, and even Sanqing, so he came here without scruples, and was ordered to pour out of the nest, to snatch the minister out, and even kill the prodigal Ziyu.

He is powerful, and his head country is also powerful, so strong that the four mansions, the four departments can rarely be put in the eyes, even if they can't compare to the two mansions of Lei Dou, but they can definitely crush the four departments of the plague Cai Tai Sui, and they are by no means worse than the two mansions of water and fire, he is confident.

The blow came so quickly, so suddenly, the powerful Divine Bird Bi Fang, and the powerful Toutou Kingdom fell under the sword again.

An incredible sword, it can only be described like this, otherwise it is impossible to explain what he is experiencing now, under that sword, the powerful Bi Fang, the powerful Touguo, is so vulnerable.

With just one sword, he ruined everything, not only his power, but also his strength, and he couldn't gather a trace of Zhenqi, and he couldn't stand up.

I swore and came confidently.

He was greeted by the destruction of his clan, and he collapsed on the ground like a dead bird.

I can't even think of how to lose, it's inexplicable.

Gratgy, my mind went blank.