The battle between the white-haired old woman and the eight hundred slaughtering gods and dragon guards was bloody!

After a long time, the battle was over, and the eight hundred God Slayer Dragon Guards were unharmed, all of them were killing monstrously, their eyes were red, they didn't look at each other, they scattered from the air, looking for each other to sink into the pool of blood.

The moment half of their bodies entered the pool of blood, a strong aura of killing immediately penetrated into their bodies from within the pool of blood and spread throughout their bodies.

With each breath, the killing intent in their bodies became stronger, and every time they breathed in, more murderous aura would be integrated into their bodies in the blood pool.

This battle made the white-haired old woman's face pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, it was obvious that she was injured in her body, but she was full of smiles!

"That's right, this time you can still hurt me without using the God Destroying Bow, and it's a big step forward from last time!"

The God Slayer Bow is a special natal magic weapon created by the white-haired old woman and the white-eyed old man with all their might for the Eight Hundred God Slayer Dragon Guard!

This god-destroying bow is nourished by murderous energy, and it is also used as an arrow with murderous energy, so the killing intent is not enough to use this bow at all, this bow is huge, even the white-haired old woman does not dare to try it easily, if you can combine these eight hundred god-destroying bows with a large array, its power will increase geometrically, but so far the white-haired old woman still can't deduce the appropriate formation, which also makes her regretful!

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The Core Place!

Leng Han sat cross-legged, his body was covered with resentment, and this qi was so thick that it was faintly viscous!

Leng Han's eyes always remained clear, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a hint of a smile, he was absorbing the two qi of resentment all the time!

In its dantian, within the green pill that exuded a hazy halo, there was a red and orange cyclone. This cyclone rotated rapidly, giving birth to a huge suction, cold and cold on the surface of his body, under this suction, a stream of resentful qi frantically drilled into his body, was inhaled into the cyclone, and finally merged with the red and orange evil qi!

Slowly, the red and orange colors slowly darkened......

I don't know how long it took, Leng Han's body moved, slowly opened his eyes, and let out a long breath of turbidity. He couldn't maintain this kind of evil qi cultivation for a long time, and he had to stop and rest for a while every once in a while!

Leng Han got up slowly, first moved his hands and feet, and then raised his eyes to scan the situation around him, this is what he must do every time he wakes up, only by always grasping the changes here, can he cultivate with peace of mind!

Glancing, he found that here, no matter what time it seems, is still moving forward slowly, endlessly, sometimes he wants to find out, where do these endless femininities come from?

Well, I guess I was resurrected from the blood-colored red glow of the sky!

In addition, the only thing that has changed is that the huge formation, this formation is weakening day by day, Leng Han speculates that it will take more than ten years, this formation will completely collapse, and at that time, what will happen here, and how will he deal with it?

Leng Han didn't know, and he couldn't imagine it......

He looked at the Yin Fire Spirit in the distance, this Yin Fire Spirit was extremely cheerful, and its body was obviously much larger, if he stayed here for a few years, this little guy would probably have to step from childhood to adolescence!

is muttering to himself:

Suddenly, a figure slowly passed in front of him, Leng Han looked at it, it was Shangguan Ru, but her mechanical wooden pace, obviously did not match her extremely beautiful figure, and then closer, Leng Han saw that there was a lot of dirt on this woman's face, and she didn't know where she wandered from.

Leng Han's unbearable action touched the clarity in Shangguan Ru's spiritual aperture, and her Mu Na's body seemed to tremble slightly, although this did not attract Leng Han's attention, but it left a rare warm picture of Leng Han in the depths of Shangguan Ru's heart!

Looking at Shangguan Ru, the figure slowly moving away, Leng Han also walked slowly, at this moment, he was like a mortal, walking alone......

After a long time, he sighed and seemed tired, and slowly, he sat down cross-legged again. This time, he didn't immediately cultivate the evil qi, but sank his mind and looked inward in the dantian!

His gaze swept directly over the Qingdan in the dantian, and landed on the Xuantian Divine Wood Seed on the side, next to this seed was the Xuantian Spirit Flower, at a glance, these two wonderful things seemed to be one.

After so many years of cold and cold wood temperature cultivation, at this time has grown from a seed into a small sapling, this small sapling is tightly nestled on the edge of the Xuantian Ling, and this flower is more like a mother, carefully caring for this seedling, this scene makes Leng Han's heart very touched!

Since getting the Xuantian Spirit Flower, the growth of the Xuantian Spirit Wood has suddenly accelerated a lot, if it is judged by Leng Han before, if this Xuantian Spirit Wood seed wants to grow into a seedling, it will take at least a hundred years!

Leng Han thought about it a little in his heart!

Xuantian Lingben and Xuantian Linghua are both attributes of wood, not to mention that both are extremely spiritual, and it is reasonable to have a wonderful influence on each other!

Leng Han's mind moved, and he slowly leaned towards the two, and immediately got a response from the two!

Xuantian Lingmu behaved extremely cheerfully, and showed great attachment to Leng Han, and the two had a connection in his heart! Leng Han felt relieved in his heart, all along, he had regarded Xuantian Lingmu as his own natal magic weapon to warm up, although he used to use his natal magic weapon due to his low cultivation, but he had the opportunity to get the seed of this natal magic weapon early, and after years of warm cultivation, now he finally has results!

Now that he has reached the realm of Confucianism, this realm is the stage of cultivating the natal magic weapon! Of course, not all monks in the Confucian realm have this opportunity, and they can cultivate their own natal magic weapon, but only a very small number of people!

Cold cold is one of these very few!

When the cold heart swept over the Xuantian Spirit Flower, this beautiful, fragrant and strange flower, like a girl, exuded a shy fluctuation that wanted to refuse and welcome!

Such a miracle immediately caused Leng Han's heart to laugh!

"You are so annoying, you have such a big mood swing when you laugh, don't scare my little brother Lingmu!"

In the cold heart, the beautiful voice of Xuantian Linghua suddenly sounded!

Leng Han was surprised in his heart, and immediately stopped laughing, and said strangely: "Little brother Lingmu?"

"Isn't it your natal magic weapon?" Xuantian Linghua said crisply: "Lingmu little brother has just taken shape, and he has become your natal magic weapon, it's really pitiful! If I don't love him, can I still count on you? I don't know how you tricked him!"

Hearing this, Leng Han was stunned for a while before he grinned and said, "I am much more relieved if you love him...... Haha! What a pair of wonderful spiritual creatures! Interesting! What an interesting thing!"

Then Leng Han withdrew from his mind, and he was happy for a long time, and then he re-entered the cultivation state!

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