Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 135 The Awakening of the Killing Bloodline Is Unstoppable
He said that his little grandson was going to form a pill in the next step.

How could he die so easily in Xiao Qingyun's secret realm!

What's more, he still has the magic weapon he gave him to protect him.

It turned out that he had met someone who was cruel and merciless!

And he was prepared for a long time, killing him with one blow, even the protective consciousness that fell on him did not have time to trigger.

Elder Chen was breathing heavily.

Su Ruoruo stopped.

"Elder Chen, Ruoruo will definitely find the murderer who killed Senior Brother Chen!"

After finishing speaking, the girl opened the door and ran out as if sad.

Elder Chen was immersed in his own sorrow, and he didn't know when she left.

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Pei Yan met a man at the gate of Cangmiao Sect.

As soon as the opponent appeared, Fuxiqin played twice automatically.

He couldn't help wondering, is she the one he's looking for?
Pei Yan wasn't sure, he planned to observe it first.

Yanhui Peak

Yu Yan rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and she put the booklet aside.

It turns out that the Dao of Slaughtering really has an inheritance.

Fang Liuyu awakened the blood of killing halfway back then, and lost his mind for a while out of control.

The booklet was turned to the last page.

Only the last two lines of fine print are useful to Yu Yan.

[According to records, 1 years ago, the two killing demons who appeared successively were actually blood relatives. 】

Is the blood relationship between grandparents and grandchildren just a coincidence?

After all, there is only one example.

Fang Liuyu said in the letter that the awakening of the killing bloodline is unstoppable.

Yu Yan supported her head with a headache, at this moment she really wanted Feng Su to rub it for her.

That kid's technique is really in place.

Not knowing where her thoughts drifted, Yu Yan suddenly remembered something important.

It's important, after all, Ji Wuye has reminded her several times, both openly and secretly.

Yu Yan took out the storage bag and storage ring that Pei Yan returned.

Thinking about pouring back the Lingshi in the storage bag first.

Unexpectedly, a round and round communication stone was discovered.

Yu Yan took a closer look at the communication stone, and then confirmed that it was Feng Su's one.

A strange look crossed the woman's eyebrows.

Didn't she mean it?
She just caught it by accident.

Hurriedly placing the communication stone safe storage ring, Yu Yan finally focused on the spirit sword.

Each of the eight spirit swords has its own characteristics.

The strong sword pressure spread out from the inner hall.

As a sword cultivator at the Mahayana stage, these sword pressures are just a little rain for her.

She first eliminated four slightly evil ones.

Even if the quality is good, even if it is rare in the world of cultivating immortals, she will never give it to Ji Wuye.

The crisis of enchantment in the plot has been resolved.

There are no variables outside the plot.

Yu Yan's eyes fell on the remaining four swords.

The woman touched her chin and tested each of them one by one.

The other three have a bit of a temper, the only one is gentle and gentle, who doesn't care about her temptation at all, and even shows her kindness.

It's it!
Yu Yan waved the other seven swords into the storage ring.

She held a light red sword in her right hand, and Yu Yan smiled satisfied with the gentle sword energy.

Originally, she was a little concerned about the color of the sword. Generally speaking, a sword hung in red has a bit of evil spirit, but she couldn't detect it on it.

Now aware of its softness, Yu Yan thinks it's completely ok.

"loyalty."

The woman called it in a low voice.

A red light flashed on the left and right sides of the hilt, and the word "Danxin" that was originally not obvious stood out.

"May you be the same as your name and help him well."

Yu Yan flicked the blade lightly with her fingertips, and there was a clear and crisp sound of sword strokes.

(End of this chapter)