"Lu Xiong, which area is the suspected Asgard Palace located in?"

Li Yun asked Lu Xiong that he might want to go and see it in the future and try to sneak in, after all, the Yandian Dragon Horse followed him into death, far from being an ordinary mount, and was one of the partners in life and death.

In any case, the strange disappearance of Yandian Ryoma, he has to go and see, and use all his strength to find a way to rescue.

Lu Xiong told Li Yun the spatial coordinates.

"Huh, where is it all of a sudden?"

Li Yunwen's expression was a little strange, with doubts, shock, and a little deep thought.

"It's not far from the area that Liu Rong's predecessor told me, is there anything to do with the two?"

In the past few days, Li Yun has been haunting various places in the city, especially secretly inquiring about Yin Wen's movements, and learned that Yin Wen was taken to a heavily guarded place by the defenders of Giant Ear City, and he immediately stared dryly.

"Could it be that the Soul Forgetting Pill that Lao dug his head may be cured by the town guards?

In the city, Li Yun and the others rented a house as a place to stay.

On this day, at the huge gate of Giant Ear City, several waves of people entered the city one after another, attracting some monks to talk in amazement.

"Look, that's the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter of the Holy Land Qingcheng Martial Palace, it is said that they are a pair of brothers and sisters!"

"Who is that woman over there with a soft temperament who can't see her true face clearly?

Some monks were well-informed and sighed with admiration.

"That's the Holy Maiden of the Blue Water God Sect! It is said that it is a rare water spirit body, which is regarded as a baby bump by the Blue Water God Sect, and intends to cultivate it to become a generation of emperors, and in the future, she will take charge of a generation of holy lands and become a female holy lord."

"Is that also the Holy Son, with an ordinary appearance, but his aura is calm, and he seems to be one with the nearby void."

"Daoichi, the Holy Son of the Daoxuan Temple!"

As soon as the four or five sons entered the city, the city immediately shook, and many monks approached to watch, letting out exclamations, discussions, and speculations.

"What are they doing in Giant Ears City?"

"Could it be that you are here to train, or are you going to dig for treasure on the outskirts of the Demon Cave?" a monk speculated.

"Impossible!"

Some monks shook their heads, disapproving of such remarks.

"In recent days, the treasure digging team on the periphery of the demon cave has been sharply reduced by eighty or ninety, and there are only some people who are not afraid of death, haunting the outermost periphery, no matter how deep they go, if they go, are they really not afraid of death?"

"How can you not be afraid of death?"

Someone sneered, "Those holy lands treat the Holy Son and Holy Daughter as baby bumps, how can they let them go to danger?"

Holy Son Daoyi, Holy Son Dong Haolong and several others, as well as some quasi-Holy Sons, stepped into the Giant Ear City, and then lurked and rarely appeared in front of people.

However, they sent their men to haunt the teahouses and wine shops in the city to collect information about the outer periphery of the demon cave, and it seemed that they had unknown plans.

On this day, Lu Xiong, Monk Zhenxing and a few others were in the room of the house, discussing the rescue of Yandian Longma.

Suddenly, a little novice broke in, and when he saw the true monk, he immediately smiled.

"Senior Brother Zhenxing, you let the junior brother find it easy"

"Really?"

Monk Zhenxing was stunned for a moment and touched the shiny light brain.

"Really young brother, why are you here? Aren't you under twelve years old and not allowed to step out of this temple?"

"Haha, senior brother said that I laughed, I just turned twelve last month, and it happened that the temple master had something important to pass on to you, so I became a messenger for the little brother."

The little novice looks very delicate, with fair skin, and looks like a fair girl, but there is no doubt that he is a real man.

"What's important?

Monk Zhenxing was a little surprised, and at the same time his expression was a little solemn.

"This"

The little monk was very clever, his eyes rolled, and he silently swept the room, Lu Xiong, Lao Dutou and a few others.

"Okay, okay, you've got a lot to do. ”

Monk Zhenxing got up and summoned the little monk to another room.

"What the hell is going on? Why is the temple master so cautious? Little junior brother, others don't know about you, thinking that you are still young, junior brother, but don't you know yet? You have cultivated a Buddhist sect and have already gone through the reincarnation of four lifetimes, I am afraid that your strength is not weaker than mine, what is such a big thing, and you need to bring the letter personally?"

The true monk has to be cautious, what is the identity of the temple master?

He has been in charge of the Sumeru Divine Temple, the holy land of Buddhism, for thousands of years, and his cultivation has already reached the consummation of the Lingzun realm, and he has not taken that step out for a long time, otherwise he is another Mu ancestor!

"The temple master's words are vague, and he is only speculating, that is, there seems to be a fairy fate in the demon cave, so you must pay attention, that's all" The mobile phone terminal is recorded in a second to provide you with a wonderful \ novel to read.

"Immortal fate?"

The true monk was shocked, and instinctively remembered the scene when they met by chance a few days ago, the fairy palace was lined up, like the scene of the birth of the fairy mansion.

Could it be that the short-lived picture that I saw that day really came true?

"Is it really fake? The temple master is so convinced? This temple is hundreds of millions of miles away from Blue Mercury, how does he know that the demon cave has an immortal fate?"

If it weren't for the fact that the little monk was not a real monk, it would be impossible for outsiders to fake, and the real monk would be suspicious.

"Well, the temple master didn't explain. ”

The little monk shook his head with a wry smile and told the monk Zhenxing that Xianyuan wanted to take him, which was also another meaning of the temple master.

"Okay, I see. ”

The monk Zhenxing was very preoccupied, and took the little monk Zhenneng to the tea shop outside to catch the wind and wash the dust.

The two of them just sat down, leisurely sipping the spiritual tea, very comfortable.

"Senior brother, you are really chic here"

The little monk was innocent and tasted the spiritual tea decently, but before he finished speaking, he met Lu Xiong, holding a bloody spirit beast in his hand, and shouted to Xiao'er not far away.

"It's still the same, baked medium rare, understand?"

"Great!"

This spirit beast can be seen to be a different species, snow-white, similar to a rabbit, but it is much larger, more than a meter long, and extremely fat.

Nearby, there are monks who often come here, drooling and praising them.

"Haha, Brother Lu really knows how to live, and he can catch a snow spirit rabbit? Although it is not a pure breed, it is also extraordinary, and it is said that the meat is delicious, which can be called rare."

"I'm so slanderous, but I can only watch, haha"

Someone joked with a smile and was very familiar with Lu Xiong.

"Haha, there aren't many barbecues, and you only have envy"

The old digger strode over, sat beside the real monk, and bowed to the little monk Zhenneng.

"Really good, this is your little junior brother, good luck, on the first day, you will have the opportunity to open the meat, it is better to come early than to come by coincidence"

The little monk really had a bitter face, looking frightened, wanting to cry without tears, and pursed his lips.

"Senior brother, it's too scary, are you forced to swallow blood and food here?

"Little monk, what is the ghost called? The Snow Spirit Rabbit is not an ordinary spirit beast, the power of qi and blood contained in it is incomparably majestic, there is such a Snow Spirit Rabbit as the head of the Seven Treasures of the Beast, if it is auctioned, there are not hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones, and it may not be taken down!"

On the side, the old digger patted the little monk's shoulder affectionately, and he was kind and seductive.

"As a man, how can you be afraid of such rules and regulations? Naturally, a little more freely, you should learn from your senior brother to drink wine and eat meat!"

"Woo woo, senior brother, I want to go back to the temple, the outside world is so scary"

The little monk is innocent, although he has been reincarnated four times, but he has forgotten the memory of his previous life, and now he is like an ordinary person at the age of twelve, growing up in the Sumeru Temple, and he is used to living a hard life, where have he seen such a formation?

"Senior brother, is what this old beggar said true? You broke two precepts, and it's over."

The old monk of Zhenxing blushed and looked a little impatient.

"What do you know? Senior Brother is cultivating the way of sprinkling, which is different from your way."

It didn't take long for the roasted golden dripping oil of the snow spirit rabbit to overflow with aroma, all over the tea house, making many monks can't help but drool.

"These three guys, mingling in the tea shop every day, eating rare meat, make me can't help but envy every day"

"Haha, there's no way, who makes the family cultivate to a high level, there is a well-known Buddha, and there are old and spicy old powerhouses, far beyond me"

The three of them took action and chewed heavily, so that the eyes of the little monk Zhenneng were straight, and he had the heart to resist, but he couldn't help but stir the tip of his nose, and he was quite wistful.

"It's a pity that Li Yun's family wants to retreat, and it is said that he has obtained an amazing inheritance, I don't know if it's true or not."

Lu Xiong sighed and sighed.

At this moment, in the rented mansion of several people, Li Yun was in retreat, to be precise, he was studying the tip of a sword left by the mysterious powerhouse Tsing Yi Sword Monarch.

The tip of the sword is snow-white, not stained with the slightest dust, and after tens of thousands of years, it seems to have fallen silent, without the slightest sword qi emanating.

"What kind of level was the body of this sword tip in the past? Top Spirit Treasure? Or is it above the Spirit Treasure? Is there really a inheritance inside it? Don't work in vain and get a waste?"

Li Yun poured spiritual power, but there was no reaction, and he tried to drip blood again, but it was still ineffective.

After changing more than a dozen methods in a row, he finally smiled helplessly.

"Sure enough, it's really a discarded thing"

Next to him, a cute earth dog appeared, spitting people.

"Tsing Yi Sword Monarch, listening to the name, it should be a supreme powerhouse of sword cultivation, and the spirit thinks you can start from this aspect."

"Oh? I'll try. ”

As he said, Li Yun held a sword tip in his hand, sandwiched it between the gaps in his fingertips, and performed the first two forms of the three forms of the Thunder Sword Technique, which had not been used for a long time.

Thunder and lightning kill!

In the room, lightning and thunder roared, rumbling thunder suddenly sounded, and lightning exploded the void, which looked very terrifying.

Li Yun's body moved with the wind, and after performing it hundreds of times in a row, he vaguely touched something, and it seemed that the sword technique was getting smoother and smoother, without effort, and the spiritual power consumed was getting less and less.

Airplanes!

The tip of the sword between his fingers suddenly shook violently, and there was a warm sensation, and at the same time it flew out and hung in the air.

"Alas!"

A faint sigh suddenly came from above, and the shocked Li Yun was dumbfounded.

"Tsing Yi Sword Monarch? Hasn't he fallen for tens of thousands of years? Why is there still a voice coming from?"

There was silence in the room, and no sound was made.

"Sure enough, it's a delusion. ”

Li Yun muttered to himself in disappointment, looking at the tip of the sword hanging in the air, and found that it was shaking strangely.

Click, click, click

Suddenly, it was full of cracks, and some of the outer skin peeled off, as if it were impurities, revealing the white glow of fairy jade inside.

Holy, sacred, and peaceful, like the legendary fairy light, Li Yun looked intoxicated and suddenly stupid. read3;