This chapter is late.,I'm sorry to everyone.,Less tomorrow.,It's not today.,I'll try my best to make up for it~~.

The closed eyes opened suddenly, although it was pitch black everywhere he went, and the outside world couldn't see it, so look inside!

If someone can see her in this darkness, then you will find that her double pupils, one is a darkness, and the other pupil is a cloud roll upside down, and the mountains and rivers are flowing from it.

A few feet of painting scroll slowly unfolded, the black pen into ink, like a cloud of ink rendered by the ink mass magnified, strange stones, mountains, eagles are just a few strokes, and at the end of the road, in the layers of ink mist, there seems to be a hidden figure, standing in the middle, Jia Jia can see a slight trembling flying sword, and then it is a plain clothes corner. It was the costume of the disciples of the Kunlun Sect.

Jia Jia couldn't help but step forward slowly, step by step, the figure swayed slightly, but there was no greater movement. Her heart was pounding even harder, and her nervousness was about to jump to her throat.

Who the hell is this person who is pressing her in the dark place step by step, and there are still twenty steps, fifteen steps, ten steps, eight steps, seven steps......

With a sharp sound of swords slashing. The trembling flying sword that had just been heard had already fallen to the ground. It's just that there's still a flying sword flying. In this darkness, it seems that every corner of this place can be seen clearly, even in her three-foot scroll.

Jia Jia hurriedly stepped back, and with a flick in her heart, the three-foot danqing scroll was destroyed in an instant, and she fell from mid-air with one foot in the air. And the flying sword with domineering sword intent was already flying towards this side, and Jia Jia's instinctive legs were huddled together in a ball, rolling to the side.

Then, I saw that the sword qi on that side somehow suddenly retracted, and then I heard the footsteps of the person on the other side coming clearly, step by step, getting closer and closer.

Jia Jia slowly raised her head, even though she couldn't see the other party, and moved her lips. After a long time, he finally spoke tentatively: "Division." Master?"

The footsteps of the person on the other side gradually disappeared, and there seemed to be silence for a moment before the familiar voice came: "Jiajia?"

Hearing this, Jia Jia breathed a sigh of relief, patted the ashes on her clothes, and stood up, even though she couldn't see the other party, her heart relaxed a lot: when she learned that it was really the master, she suddenly felt a sense of relief. However, it is not easy to guess that the opposite is the master, the sword cultivation is very familiar with the sword, and the cultivation is up and down the Tibetan God, although it is not much, but there are as many as ten people, but at that moment, the technique of turning the stars is opened, although the voice of the master is always hidden behind the ink fog, but the back, but it still makes Jia Jia suddenly give birth to a strong sense of familiarity, and then, her heart flickered, the three-foot single parent scroll disappeared in an instant, the sound of the broken sword out of the sheath, obviously the long sword has landed, where did the second sword come from? It was only at this time that Jia Jia was a little more sure. Sensing that the sword momentum is coming, it is not unfavorable, but it makes people suddenly have a sense of nothing to hide, such a sword momentum, even if it is rare to see it once, but the vicious battle on the clear canyon that year, the amazing sword really made her remember.

Since then, I have a grasp of the dispute in my heart, and I opened my mouth to call out, and the voice on the other side came, and since then, it has been finally determined: it is the master, and there will be no mistake.

"Jia Jia, why did you appear here?" Qin Ya's voice was also full of incomprehension, no matter how powerful he was, he never thought that the opposite person would actually be Jia Jia.

He came to the dark room this time at the invitation of Brahma several times.

But as soon as they fought, Qin Ya had already discovered that the opposite was not Brahma. He was summoned by Brahma to this dark room to practice, and with just one hand he was sure that the person opposite was not Brahma. However, that person was cunning, although there was still a gap in cultivation for him, but the cunning level of this fighting method was by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks.

But who it is, Qin Ya is not sure, even if it is not accurate, Qin Ya will naturally not be easy to show mercy, originally thinking that this person is very cunning from the perspective of techniques, good at body skills, and the natal magic weapon seems to be a flying sword.

What really surprised him was the three-foot Danqing world, which was in its prime, although it was only a blink of an eye, out of physical instinct, a sword flew out diagonally, and when it broke through the ink mist, he didn't see anything except a figure that fell rapidly.

The surroundings had become black and white in an instant, but his body had already moved, and he had already chased out, and after two steps, he quickly stopped, and seemed to hesitate a little: cunning, good at body If it is a coincidence, then it can be regarded as a coincidence, but in that three-foot Danqing world, even if there is only one observation on Zhuxian Terrace, but I think it will not be missed by any monk who loves swords and is obsessed.

There can't be anything wrong with it! The subtlety of that glimpse made him never forget. At that moment, although Shaohua is old, black and white in an instant, but the heaven and earth are often at that moment, feeling the mystery of heaven and earth, after all, he broke through the encirclement, and his mind moved, and the Yuan Shen had broken through the shackles, even if the cultivation was not reached, the Yuan Shen had reached the middle stage of the Tibetan God.

And at this stage, according to common sense, it is possible that a hundred years, a thousand years, and even a thousand years of life will not be able to break through.

The cognition in my heart seems to have been verified from all sides, but there is still a little doubt in my heart, just because of the cunning nature of Brahma who came in with him, if all this is pretended, then it is not impossible.

In the end, it was Jia Jia who recognized herself first, although she couldn't see the other party, but after learning that it was Jia Jia, Qin Ya couldn't help laughing: "Why did you come here?"

Jia Jia smiled helplessly, said the reason, saw Qin Ya's brows furrowed, and after a long time, he said leisurely: "You said that Zhu Xingyuan also came in?" After a pause, he continued without waiting for Jia Jia to answer, "The teacher came in with Master Fan. ”

Hearing this, Jia Jia's face did not change, no matter how unreliable Zhu Xingyuan was, he finally had some friendship with himself, if he met Brahma, it would be terrible.

Thinking about this, Jia Jia immediately recounted what happened that day to Qin Ya as it was, although she couldn't see Qin Ya's expression on the other side, but just from Qin Ya's serious words behind her, you could see a little clue: "I see." The two of them are celebrating the festival like this again?" Qin Ya thought about it, but proposed aloud: "Jia Jia, the two of us will leave here for the time being, and we will make plans when we go out!"

(To be continued......)