Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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"Brother Ye is so ruthless, I admire you, even I was sweating for you just now. But after seeing your performance just now, I feel more and more that following you is a very correct decision. This trip to Hell Valley , we will definitely gain a lot.”

Lang Feizhou beamed with joy, and started bragging about Ye Bai.

Ye Bainai squinted at him and said: "Brother Lang, you are being polite, I was just lucky for a while, Chi Feng was arrogant, I just caught him off guard."

Lang Feizhou smiled and said: "No matter what, I wouldn't have the guts to replace him. If Brother Ye goes to the Sea of ​​Burial Gods, he will definitely be a god of death."

Zhou Jinxiu rolled their eyes at them and said, "Brother Ye's battle just now was indeed clean and neat, but Jinxiu still doesn't understand, is it worth it to completely tear yourself apart with a madman like Chi Feng for a magic weapon?"

Ye Bai skimmed onto the deck, and said as if it mattered: "Since we killed his juniors and juniors, we have already torn our skins, so how can we say that we are not thorough? The road to cultivation is like a thousand troops passing by. In Yidao Gorge, those who fall are all mortal enemies, and those who have passed may not necessarily be friends."

Both of Zhou Lang's hearts shuddered at the same time, and they lowered their heads to think about his words.

Ye Bai waved his hand, and hit a fire talisman to completely melt the frozen ice into the river.The power of this fire talisman is not small, the steaming water vapor rises quickly on the river surface, and the Quliu boat floats in the midst of the water vapor, like a dream.

"Brother Ye, shall we enter Yidaoxia now?"

Lang Feizhou couldn't help being surprised when he saw that Ye Bai had left a series of marks on the boat. According to his style, he had fought a battle just now, so he should take a rest, especially Zhou Jinxiu, who needed some time to recover.

Ye Dian said decisively: "Yes, we will go in now, the sooner the better, you can adjust your breath on the way, we are running out of time!"

Lang Feizhou was surprised: "Why do you say that?" This time, even Zhou Jinxiu became interested, unable to guess what kind of medicine was sold in Yebai's gourd, he brushed his hair that was blown by the wind, and listened attentively. .

A mysterious smile appeared on Ye Bai's face and he said: "You'll know in a while, let's go!" After making the last mark, a dark light suddenly appeared on the Quliu boat, pierced the water, and rushed out quickly.

Ye Bai sat on the bow of the boat, and put his consciousness into the ice spear in the storage bag. He was short on time just now, and he simply branded his own consciousness. Now he has the opportunity to explore his effect. The Ice Spirit Spear is made of rare ten thousand-year-old ice. In addition to normal attacks, it also has the effect of freezing the body and delaying movement. For monks of the cold system, it may be an excellent magic weapon, but for For Ye Bai, it's very tasteless, because he can't exert the full power of this magic weapon at all.

Fortunately, the reason why he snatched this magic weapon was not to use it himself, but for another purpose.Thinking of this, Ye Bai withdrew from Yuanshen, and looked at Yidao Gorge which was very close at hand.The sound of killing was clearly audible, even mixed with the sound of the self-destruction of the desperate monk. The turbid river gradually turned blood red, and large pieces flowed out of the gorge.

Ye Bai stood up long, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were a little blurred, how many monks in Yidao Gorge were torn into a mess.

Seeing his strange expression, Lang Feizhou walked up to him and stood side by side, took a deep breath of the river wind, and said softly: "The smell of blood is so strong. People always say that the monks buried in the sea are the most vicious and vicious. In my opinion, where is it?" It's all the same, whoever embarks on the road of cultivating the Tao doesn't have blood on his hands?"

Ye Bai glanced at him slightly and said, "You seem to have something on your mind!"

Lang Feizhou didn't answer him, he took a breath, took out his broad sword with a swish, and said with pride: "I have seen the vastness of the sea, now I have the opportunity to see the majesty of the mountains and rivers, how can I not make my blood boil!"

Ye Bai laughed and said, "Brother Lang means, you don't plan to keep a hand this time?"

Lang Feizhou was stunned and laughed.

The fragrant wind came from behind, and Zhou Jinxiu walked behind the two of them unconsciously, and whispered: "The two fellow Taoists are really good. For the first time, Jinxiu felt that the monks who were unfamiliar before can also try to trust. Yes, instead of guarding each other."

Lang Feizhou turned his head, looked up and down like a mischievous, and saw Zhou Jinxiu's cheeks flushed, and said with a smirk: "Fairy Zhou seems to have changed!" [

Zhou Jinxiu gave him half-joyed and half-annoyed glances, and said with a shy smile, "Jinxiu is just an ordinary cultivator, why is it said by a fairy, Brother Lang calls me like that, Jinxiu is very embarrassed."

Lang Feizhou said with a serious face: "Fairy Zhou is too modest. In my eyes, you are as beautiful as Wei Hongyan, the jealous fairy Wei Hongyan of Tianya Haige.

"Fairy of Heaven's Jealousy" Wei Hongyan is the most famous young female monk of Tianyahai Pavilion, one of the four great immortal sects of the Sea of ​​Burying Gods. The admiration of male cultivators.

Zhou Jinxiu looked fascinated and said, "Brother Lang, have you seen Wei Hongyan?"

A rare flash of tenderness flashed in Lang Feizhou's eyes and said: "I have met her once from afar, and her demeanor is still in my mind and cannot be erased."

Ye Bai smiled slightly, and sighed leisurely: "It seems that Brother Lang has deeply rooted in love!"

Lang Feizhou scolded with a smile: "Fuck the love, but I don't deny that I have a good impression of him. If you haven't seen her, you won't understand. There was an old pervert who was a loose cultivator in Nascent Soul Stage in Burial God Sea. In order to see her face, she was born outside the mountain gate of Tianyahai Pavilion and sat withered for three years, and finally the owner of Tianyahai Pavilion personally shot him and beat him half to death before driving him away."

Ye Bai heard such a thing for the first time, and he couldn't help being a little interested in this fairy, but then he was surprised: "The great monks in the Nascent Soul stage don't pursue higher realms, but are greedy for women. Is there such a character?"

Lang Feizhou said with emotion: "Although Qiongtian Continent is rich in cultivation resources, for most monks, the Nascent Soul stage is the end they can see. Lichen is not something that ordinary Nascent Soul monks can peek at. Under such circumstances, monks with a long lifespan will naturally put their minds on pleasure instead of cultivation, and it is inevitable to covet the love of men and women. Besides, this is human nature. It cannot be erased."

Ye Bai and Zhou Jinxiu nodded in thought, and had to admit that what he said made sense.

"By the way, Brother Lang, you just said that Fairy Zhou has changed, what's the difference?" Ye Bai's eyes were full of confusion.

"Of course it has become more beautiful!" Lang Feizhou laughed, his eyes were full of disdain, and his face was full of your lack of vision.

Ye Bai and Zhou Jinxiu were stunned at the same time, and then shook their heads and laughed. After the previous small battle and the conversation just now, the relationship between the three of them has become much closer, and their tense nerves have relaxed a lot.

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The boat turned around a small bend in the river, and the three of them stood proudly on the bow of the boat, looking ahead, they suddenly felt a darkness in front of their eyes, and their eyes were full of blood-red river water, with dozens of fragmented corpses floating on the river surface.

On both sides of the river, there were forty or fifty monks standing in groups of three or four, all of them sticking to their weapons and guarding against murderous intent, while there were still more than a dozen figures fighting fiercely above the river.

As soon as the Quliu boat sailed into Yidao Gorge, it immediately attracted a cold and greedy gaze.Even the monks who were fighting in the air had a few personalities to attack, so they looked at Ye Bai and the other three with their eyes.

"Are there three more sent to die?"

There are monks who have a strange way of yin and yang.

"I just don't know. Is there a brand? Otherwise, it would be a waste of money." Another person said with distress.

"I recognize that female cultivator. She seems to be Lieyan Fairy Zhou Jinxiu from the Raging Fire Sect. He is one of the most admired juniors of the Nascent Soul Patriarch Murong Zhuo of the Raging Fire Sect. She must have a brand on her body!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of whispering immediately. The impatient monks had already sacrificed their magic weapons and planned to strike first. Only a few people, their eyes flickered on Ye Bai and Lang Feizhou. [

Ye Bai glanced over the crowd, and immediately found a few familiar faces, Chu Fengchen, Gan Yuan, Gui Tongzi, and the pockmarked Taoist stood side by side, and there were not many monks around, leaving an empty space. The open space looks quite arrogant.

Seeing them, Ye Bai wasn't too surprised, but Zhou Jinxiu who was beside him let out a soft "Huh", as if he was a little surprised to see his acquaintances.

Facing everyone's staring eyes, Ye Bai calmly took out the Ice Spirit Spear he got from Chifeng, raised it high above his head, and said indifferently: "Those who think they are better than madman Chifeng, you can come and try us." The means of the three!"

At this moment, Zhou Lang and the two finally understood the reason why Ye Bai snatched Chi Feng's magic weapon. Even more suspicious.

Lang Feizhou raised his voice knowingly: "The three of us are still short of a few plates. Those who have a plate will come up to lead the death, and those who don't have a plate will give way to Lao Tzu."

The majestic and domineering voice echoed in the gorge, coupled with the calm aura of the three of them, for a moment, the arena was as silent as death.