Under the night, the crescent moon in the sky is full of white moonlight, and the stars shine at this time, gathering into a bright galaxy, everything at this time is so beautiful, the pure light shrouds the grassland at this moment, and there is no trace of dirt in this pure light, and some are just a kind of transparent purity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In comparison, at this time, the originally green grass in front of Zhao Zhijing and the others had already been dyed red by the smelly wolf blood at this time, and there was hardly a trace of emerald green color that could be seen by the firelight. Drops of scarlet blood, dripping from the slender and sharp leaves of the grass, slammed heavily on the grass that had been soaked with wolf blood, splashing small red flowers, shining dazzlingly in the moonlight.

Compared with the dozens of corpses of steppe wolves lying on the ground in front of him, Zhao Zhijing's white robe at this time could not see a trace of blood, and the purple jade-like Purple Emperor Sword only felt the purity of the swordsman, without a trace of blood, nor the murderous aura of Shura. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing and the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand had unconsciously fused into one, and with the continuous swallowing of the three hundred and sixty-five main points around Zhao Zhijing's body, the aura between heaven and earth was also continuously integrated into Zhao Zhijing's body at this time.

At this time, the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand was also breathing, only Zhao Zhijing could feel the breath, and the wisps of heaven and earth aura like the cold moonlight were also unconsciously integrated into the Purple Emperor Sword, and the purple jade-like sword body could no longer see the slightest metallic color at this moment, and some were carved like a piece of purple jade shining with warm purple light all over. The gentle brilliance had become deep at this moment, and it had turned into an ordinary jade sword, not a divine sword forged from black iron and hardware.

In the moonlight, Zhao Zhijing's face was covered with wisps of starlight-like luminescence, and a subtle cold light had emerged in the pores that seemed to no longer exist, and the original flesh-colored face was like a warm jade.

On this smelly grassland, Zhao Zhijing's face did not change in the slightest, the innate god in the sea of knowledge slashed with a wisdom sword, and those emotions in the heart have been cut by the wisdom sword, and the rest is only concentration, there is no other trace of abnormal emotions, and some are just an extreme purity.

The mind of the inner vision suddenly swept around the body at this time. The spine formed by the severed bones, like a keel, glowed with gentle brilliance at this time, and the pale color that belonged to the bones no longer existed at this time, and there were wisps of warm and warm brilliance, as if the spine was carved from pieces of white jade. This is no longer a bone belonging to the human body, but evolving towards the jade bone of the legendary immortal.

The drumbeat like a war drum sounded in Zhao Zhijing's ears, it shouldn't have sounded in the sea of knowledge, and the loud sound that came from the shock, even the five-colored lotus that the innate god was sitting down slowly swayed at this time. No, it should not be said that the five-colored lotus is shaking, but that the sea of consciousness where the five-colored lotus is rooted is rippling.

Looking for the sound of this huge drum, my mind suddenly swept away, and my beating heart suddenly came into view. Among the five elements, fire is an organ, constantly beating, and the bright red blood that has already undergone a slight transformation is constantly gushing out of the heart, and is transported to every corner of the body through the blood vessels.

At this time, the originally bright red heart, with wisps of gold emerging, the wisps of muscles above the heart, unconsciously there are a little bit of golden light like stars swaying. The muscles of this human body have a metallic color. The beating heart, a feeling of strength that belongs to the power is silently emanating unconsciously, making people feel the changes it brings all the time.

The white jade-like spine swayed the heart of the golden starlight. Seeing all this, Zhao Zhijing was suddenly shocked in his heart, and a trace of disbelief flooded in Zhao Zhijing's heart. At this moment, the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand pointed obliquely at Zhao Zhijing on the ground, and muttered to himself: "Golden muscles, white jade-like bones, isn't this the legendary golden muscle and jade bones belonging to the immortal gods?" Zhao Zhijing, who felt a slight shock in his heart, held the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand tightly unconsciously, and the pair of warm pupils suddenly flashed with arc-like light, and sparks of wisdom suddenly bloomed at this time.

Feeling the power from his body, Zhao Zhijing's heart couldn't help but feel a little hot, and a burning battle intent had ignited unconsciously. The Purple Emperor Sword in his hand suddenly raised, and the sound of the sword with a deep light became more mysterious under the background of the moonlight and starlight, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at the sky at this time.

Zhao Zhijing's long roar like a dragon's roar sounded at this time, and suddenly the silver wolf king standing on the raised hill had a slight strangeness in his eyes. A change in emotions that belongs to people actually appeared in the eyes of this giant wolf, if anyone sees it, they will exclaim, is this giant wolf a sperm?

With this long roar, the robe on Zhao Zhijing's body suddenly danced in the windless night at this time, like a white butterfly fluttering in the air. A wave of qi that rushed straight into the sky gushed out from Zhao Zhijing's not strong body. The grass beside him kept shaking at this time, and the wisps of sand and dust melted into the scarlet wolf blood, and continued to fly with this sky-high momentum.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing in front of Lin Ruohua and the others is not a person, but a giant sword, a giant sword that is about to poke a hole in the sky. Wisps of cold sword gang like rain spit out from Zhao Zhijing's acupoint, gathering into a white mist around Zhao Zhijing's side, at this time he was like a sword immortal who drove the clouds to visit the world.

As the loud roar faded, a wave of depression rose in the remote grassland, like a boulder pressing on everyone's hearts, and a dull breath arose in the heart.

At this moment, a slight evening breeze suddenly blew by, bringing the smell of blood into the distance.

With this breeze, the silver wolf king stood on the hill, and the pair of cold vertical pupils that had no emotion at this time were just cold, looking down at Zhao Zhijing and a few people beside the bonfire, and suddenly a long howl sounded again. With this wolf howl, the old and weak people in the steppe wolf pack slowly withdrew, and only those who were strong and strong remained, and a bloody battle was about to come in silence. (To be continued.) )