The best waste god

"Hmph, I don't believe it anymore, you actually have something wrong!" The girl in the white fur coat pouted and was about to come over. She is not a bloodthirsty person, but she can't bear to have her innocence destroyed by this person Yes, only by killing him can I feel at ease.

"You will know after you try it!" Nangong Haotian Hengjian said indifferently.

He is not uninjured, but compared to the thin and tall old man, his injuries are much smaller, and the waste-to-god formula is a divine formula, so it naturally has its magic, and the degree of recovery of the power of chaos is not an ordinary way of thinking comparable.

Coupled with the powerful body created by Nangong Haotian in the middle of the fifth layer of body training, as long as the tall and thin old man is not strong enough to fight, he doesn't have to worry about this girl in white fur at all.

"Hmph, what's the point of fighting with a girl? Come and fight with my old man!" The tall and thin old man suddenly stood up and said coldly.

If it wasn't because Nangong Haotian insulted his granddaughter, he definitely wouldn't treat him like this. In fact, he also admired Nangong Haotian very much, but, for the sake of his granddaughter's innocence, he had no choice but to abolish this person.

"In that case, come on!" Nangong Haotian put no expression on his face, and put the Ziyin Divine Sword aside. Fortunately, after such a long time, some power of chaos has recovered in his body.

"Then I'll come back to you again!" The tall and thin old man shouted angrily, but this time he didn't have the destructive power that he had before, and the battle between the two of them relied on the subtlety of their own moves.

Once the two clashed, their figures turned like flying. Although the two leaped and jumped like lightning, and the shadows of thousands of palms almost covered their figures, they could not hear the thumping and crisping sound of the two palms touching each other. .

Although both of them have extremely sharp and weird palm techniques, and they seem to be able to switch to new ones at the moment of using old ones, but it can also be seen that both of them extremely avoid touching each other's palms.

The girl in white fur at the side held a lancet in her hand, her expression was tense, anxious and anxious, her eyes were fixed on the field, and she kept walking left and right, gradually approaching.

Seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian couldn't help frowning. Facing a thin and tall old man who was no worse than himself, he had to pay attention to a girl in a white fur coat. For him, the situation was not optimistic.

After dozens of moves, Nangong Haotian gradually felt that something was wrong, the tall and thin old man's moves were very delicate, if he kept hitting like this, he would undoubtedly be the one who fell to the ground in the end.

But the indomitable momentum in his heart does not allow him to retreat, so he can only fight! ! !

Nangong Haotian tried his best to take the palm of the tall and thin old man, and Fanyun hit the opponent's body with his hand.

"Wow——" Nangong Haotian opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. If his body was not strong enough, this palm might have killed him.

Just when Nangong Haotian was spitting out blood, the tall and thin old man let out a muffled groan after being slapped by him, his figure swayed, and he couldn't even stand on horseback. There was a sound of pedaling and chirping, and he stepped back directly behind him, splashing ice and snow.

When the girl in the white fur coat saw it, she exclaimed "Grandpa" in panic, and rushed over, throwing away the lancet in her hand, and hurriedly supported the tall and thin old man who was still retreating.

Nangong Haotian held his chest and didn't speak. While quietly adjusting his breath, he also paid attention to the movement of the girl in white fur.

"Wow——" the tall and thin old man spit out a stream of blood with a wow sound, and a bright red eye-catching blood hole suddenly formed on the silvery snow, with hot air and chi-chi sounds.

Nangong Haotian was stunned for a moment, knowing that this was the internal force of the old man's stubborn and violent rage. If the old man was lucky enough to do kung fu, with the old man's kung fu, he would definitely be able to calm the floating qi and blood.

Now that he is angry and discouraged, his blood is already surging, the old man's injury is not serious, if he doesn't have the best baby to treat him, at least he will have to recuperate for a period of time before he recovers.

Nangong Haotian didn't continue to kill, firstly because he touched the white fur girl's Mimi first, and he didn't want to kill others in vain, at least he couldn't let the demon dragon slayer's plan succeed.

With one move, Nangong Haotian retracted the Ziyin Divine Sword, and immediately galloped towards the most rugged place among the peaks, because Tianchi is located at the most rugged place in Changbai Mountain.

On the way, Nangong Haotian also found a place to adjust his breath. What he didn't expect was that the body training period that he had received the precious medicine last time and hadn't advanced yet reached the late stage.

Nangong Haotian's strength has improved again. In the late stage of the fifth layer of body training, his body, cells, and bones have been strengthened and become stronger, and his whole body is like pure white jade, shining brightly.

Rubbing the Juelong Shengxian ring, Nangong Haotian chose a direction, continued to bypass a peak, and climbed an ice cliff. Looking up, there was a mirror-like snow and thick ice under the cliff, but the center was tens of meters away. But there are clear water fluctuations.

Nangong Haotian took a look and knew that the famous Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain was under the cliff.

According to what Chu Meng said, looking east with the sun up, you can only see the ice peaks and snow ridges in the east, stretching endlessly, all of them are steep and steep, and you can't see any low cliffs and low peaks that look like flying whales.

Nangong Haotian looked at it for a while, and guessed that it might be because the distance was too far, so he followed the rugged ice cliff, started his light work, and continued to gallop eastward.

Passing through a narrow valley, there are cliffs towering into the air on both sides, but as soon as you exit the mouth of the valley, the field of vision suddenly widens, and there is a snowy field and ice field with little ups and downs in front of you.

But just over a mile north of the river in the ice field, there suddenly appeared a craggy rock, which really looked like a huge white whale flying out of the calm sea.

"It's here!" Nangong Haotian's eyes lit up, and he also felt the magic of nature. I'm afraid such a majestic and magnificent scenery cannot be artificially created.

After stopping to look at it for a while, Nangong Haotian started on the road again, using his lightness kung fu with all his strength, galloping towards the flying whale cliff, and would step a few meters away in a blink of an eye.

As the distance drew closer, Nangong Haotian's mood also became more excited, and he was finally able to see his only relative in this world.

Nangong Haotian carefully watched the ancient giant pine trees covered with ice and snow on the top of the cliff. The thatched cottage of Master Tianwai was located inside the ancient cypress and giant pine trees.

What is Master doing now?Is he meditating cross-legged, or is he studying martial arts?

He remembered that his father, Nangong Shuangjie, once said to him that the master likes to play chess with his friends in front of his hut. Now that the weather is so cold, he probably won't play chess on the stone scale in front of the door, right?

He still remembered that his father Nangong Shuangjie once said that the master was tall and liked tea the most, but because he loved tranquility as an old man, he never got married.

His father often told him that his ancestors had no wives and children, and asked him to respect him like a grandfather when he grew up.

These are the memories of Nangong Haotian in his previous life, and now he has merged with Nangong Haotian, regardless of each other, and now he values ​​his relatives the most, so he has a special feeling for this patriarch.

In an instant, Nangong Haotian had arrived at Feijing Cliff. Looking around, he felt that his body and mind had been sublimated, his heart felt calm, and the energy of nature was really unpredictable.

Nangong Haotian arrived at the foot of Feijing Cliff, only to find that the north is still connected by cliffs and stretches continuously.

Due to the fact that the top of Feijing Cliff is big and the bottom is small, ordinary martial arts masters will never be able to go straight up from the bottom of the cliff, but Nangong Haotian is not among them.

Nangong Haotian had already seen the situation around Feijing Cliff clearly. When he came to the front of the mountain, he dodged and flew up.

Arriving at Banya, the situation suddenly slanted, and there were sparse ancient pine trees on the top, which is obviously the top of the cliff, which is also the place where Master Tianwai practiced.

Nangong Haotian's heart burst into excitement, and his speed suddenly increased. At the same time, he looked around, trying to find out the thatched cottage of Master Qingxiu.

However, after looking at it for a long time, he still found nothing.

Nangong Haotian didn't think too much about it, he believed in Chu Meng very much. This kind of trust had no reason, but Nangong Haotian firmly believed it.

Nangong Haotian continued to go retrograde, reached the top of the cliff, passed through the pine forest, and found three thatched huts on the front slope until the highest point shaped like a whale's head.

Nangong Haotian was overjoyed for a while, emotionally agitated, and his body speed suddenly accelerated, like a falcon hunting in surprise, he rushed straight to the front of the three thatched huts.

I saw a flat stone flat in front of the hut, and an ancient pine tree shaped like a giant cover was in the center in front of the hut.A thatched hut in the middle is larger, followed by the front side, and the farther one has a chimney on the ridge, which is obviously a kitchen.

What Chu Meng said is correct, and it is enough to prove that she has indeed been here. The walls of the three houses are all made of stones and covered with thick thatch. At this time, they are all covered with thick ice and snow.

Gradually, Nangong Haotian could see clearly that the doors of the three huts were all closed, obviously no one was in the room.

A burst of intense disappointment suddenly hit Nangong Haotian's heart. It seemed that he would not be able to see him today, and his speed also slowed down.

When reaching tens of feet in front of the house, it has become a slow pace.

Walking to the chessboard under the giant pine, Nangong Haotian stared blankly at the doors of the three huts. Although the doors were not locked, it did not mean that there were people in the house, because there was no locked nose on the doors.

"Did something go out? Why is it such a coincidence?" Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose in disappointment, and sat on a stone bench.

"Where will I go? Shopping down the mountain, going out to visit friends, traveling in other places... If shopping is fine, but if I go out to travel around the world, it will be troublesome!"

Nangong Haotian looked up, and it would be noon in one hour, and he felt a little hungry in his belly!

Thinking of hunger, Nangong Haotian suddenly thought of the kitchen, and subconsciously looked at the thatched hut that looked like a kitchen.

As soon as he saw the kitchen door, Nangong Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen door, maybe he could find something to eat, and he could even see how long the patriarch had been gone.