First Class Genius

When fighting to kill the enemy, the most taboo is distraction. With the cultivation of red shadow, I will definitely not make such a mistake.

However, Han Fei's ability to seize the opportunity is too strong. In the face of Han Fei's fierce murder, even if Hong Ying has several kinds of reluctance, he has to praise Han Fei's choice.

Red shadow has never given up chasing.

Even, all the time, I don't think about Han Fei rushing over, then making a frontal attack, killing each other and grabbing the Golden Dragon sword.

However, when seeing Han Fei's fierce killing, the red shadow appeared a moment of stagnation.

This is a normal human response.

The friar of xiaoshenjing is also a human being, and it is still difficult to avoid vulgarity. Red shadow knows that he has no room to retreat. Even, Hong Ying hopes Han Fei will rush over like this. Even if you break your body, it's better than chasing each other.

Han Fei had been hovering upward before. Suddenly, he turned around and attacked vertically. There was a plan again. Needless to say, the attack speed is like a sharp long gun, flashing golden light, ready to tear up the red shadow.

The glittering golden light is certainly not a long gun.

Red shadow is very familiar, because the flashing golden light is his own golden dragon sword.

"Ah --"

It was no longer a golden dragon, but a long sword. The tip of the long sword shook and reluctantly aimed at the red shadow. At this moment, Hongying suddenly realized that she seemed to have lost something. Facing the attack of his golden dragon sword. The red shadow roared angrily.

It was not a scream of panic, but the anger of losing my love.

Han Fei smiled.

When the red shadow screamed, Han Fei smiled. The Golden Dragon sword clenched with both hands trembled violently, and the position of the middle sword body crashed, and the Golden Snake sword rushed out of the broken place.

The Golden Dragon sword is divided into two. The sword tip shoots at the red shadow with the sound of wind and thunder. It's very fast! At the same time, Han Fei held the handle of the Golden Dragon sword in his right hand, waved it laterally to the right, infused the power of his mind, and threw the half of the sword body at Chen Yu.

"Hey, hey -"

With a strange smile, Han Fei suddenly moved away for several meters and went straight down along the direction of the white light column.

"Canopy -"

The tip of the Golden Dragon Sword collides with the vigorous Qi of the red shadow. The golden light blooms and makes a roaring sound!

"Ah -- puff --"

The red shadow screamed. The cry is related to pain and anger. The lips are slightly open, and the bright red blood gushes out along the corners of the mouth!

"Hum! Die—— Broken -- "

Beyond the white light column, the other half of the Golden Dragon Sword shot at Chen Yu. Chen Yu snorted coldly, turned his hands and attacked with all his strength. The half of the Golden Dragon sword was smashed!

"-- puff --" the red shadow's chest fluctuated violently, his face turned white again, and the scarlet blood flowed along the corners of his mouth.

This time, the red shadow didn't shout. Even if the pain from the mud pill palace and the God was like a wave, the red shadow did not shout.

The Golden Dragon sword is destroyed!

The sword tip was badly damaged after it hit the body protecting vigorous Qi. Even if the red shadow caught the attack of the sword tip, the other half of the Golden Dragon sword was destroyed.

Chen Yu destroyed half of the Golden Dragon sword.

Golden Dragon sword! Following for many years, the Golden Dragon sword, which is as important as his own arm, has consumed hundreds of Golden Dragon swords refined by the divine spirit. Now it's ruined!

Red shadow heartache! I don't want to talk because of the pain. Perhaps, only the smell of blood at the corners of the mouth can make the red shadow more sober and calm.

The face of the red shadow was pale and ugly, and her delicate body became dazzling under the white light. The thoughts of more than 50 monks in xiaoshenjing shrouded the red shadow.

Han Fei disappeared!

Han Fei, who destroyed his golden dragon sword and injured himself, disappeared! The red shadow dare not move. In other words, Hongying is glad that she hasn't moved. Otherwise, the more than 50 little Divine Land friars who didn't know the inside story would fall here at the same time.

"I leave!" The red shadow stares at Chen Yu, still thinking of the destruction of the Golden Dragon sword. If you put it at ordinary times, Hongying will kill Chen Yu immediately. Even if you can't kill him, you should teach Chen Yu a lesson.

But not now.

The vitality beast is gone!

The Golden Dragon sword is gone!

Mud pill palace and little god man all need to be healed, and even their bodies have been injured. In addition, the more than 50 monks in xiaoshenjing with indifferent eyes dare not have the slightest carelessness.

"Leave?" Chen Yu repeated Hongying's words and turned to Zheng Shuqi“ OK - you can leave! "

Zheng Shuqi's lips wriggled and wanted to express his opposition. And stifled it again.

Red shadow stood in front of him and was hurt. If he killed red shadow, he would have a perfect body. However, among the more than 50 monks in xiaoshenjing, there is only one woman.

More than 50 people besieged Hongying, let alone whether it is feasible. Judging from the results, if you benefit yourself and others don't get any benefits, the siege of the red shadow will not happen.

Chen Yu looked at himself, and then made a decision against himself - reasonable!

Zheng Shuqi smiled and said nothing. Look at the position under the body and the square platform surrounded by white light. The red shadow attracted everyone's attention, and Han Fei took the opportunity to escape.

Chen Yu let go of the red shadow, not afraid of her strength. But because the white light channel is about to close.

In case the transmission channel is closed——

"Boom -"

"Boom -"

As soon as Zheng Shuqi thought of the white light channel, the white light channel reacted. The 11 white light columns that had been shrinking in scope and decreasing in height suddenly made a loud noise.

The white light column is like a music fountain. Under the long suppressed bass in front, it is shrinking and falling. Now, the treble is coming, and the white light is thin and. Go straight in the direction of everyone!

"Damn --"

Hearing the roaring sound, Chen Yu saw the white light column again. Chen Yu came back to his mind with anger in his eyes.

Leaving the white light area, the pale red shadow hung a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth when he felt the white light!

Failed!

suffer a big!

Han Fei's whereabouts is not just as simple as running away. He threw 11 gods into the round hole channel and left!

If we block those white lights now, Han Fei will fall like Qin Ming and Wang tie.

But - if people do that, the passage will be destroyed. The channel that was about to be closed before finally came. Once blocked, the square platform must be destroyed.

Once the square platform is destroyed. Maybe everyone will stay on the second floor of the altar forever!

Red shadow immediately gave up the idea of blocking.

Chen Yu and Zheng Shuqi certainly won't do anything stupid.

As for the more than 50 monks in xiaoshenjing, they all breathed a sigh of relief and even looked happy.

It's normal!

Finally normal!

Han Fei's evil has left, and the world has become normal.

After a moment, everyone retreated outside the white light channel. Then look forward to leaving!

In the next few days, the eleven white pillars of light were burning day and night like flames. As everyone prayed, Han Fei didn't appear, even the vigorous beast didn't appear. The friars of xiaoshenjing left one after another.

"Roar -"

"Father - miss you!"

Thousands of miles away, han'er looked at the white light column and murmured, with tears in his huge pupils, full of reluctance!

Time won't stop because han'er doesn't give up. When 300 places are near, the more than 20 people have a violent fight. It doesn't seem to matter who can enter the third floor of the altar or who will stay on the second floor.

Who is Zhen Cheng?

Who's Han Fei?

The previous scenes around the square channel disappeared with the roaring and collapsing white light. The second floor of the altar gradually became a memory, and the third floor of the altar sent out happy laughter to welcome 300 monks in the little divine realm.

The first floor of the altar is covered with fragrant grass, the second floor of the altar is covered with water, and the third floor of the altar is covered with gravel!

People who are used to the water mist on the second floor of the altar suddenly feel very uncomfortable when they face the strong earth spirit.

Hot!

Red gravel is not hot.

However, the temperature on the third floor of the altar is very high.

To be exact, the temperature is not high. More than 30 degrees. However, because you can't see a drop of water, you will feel despair and panic in an instant.

"Your uncle's, is this ready to bake dried meat?"

The hot air trembled slightly. Han Fei and Zhen Cheng appeared at the same time. The two have been together for three days. They have been looking for a cool place or a place with water. Unfortunately, the results every time are disappointing.

Even if you fly tens of thousands of miles high, the heat and irritability still exist except that the temperature drops a little. Han Fei rolled his eyes and complained loudly.

"This altar is really strange. The environment of each layer is different. We haven't seen any creatures since we entered the third floor of the altar. Is there no obstacle from the third floor of the altar to the fourth floor? " Zhen Cheng has experienced many things. In the face of this harsh environment, he has stronger endurance than Han Fei. Zhen Cheng did not comfort Han Fei. But look around with curiosity.

In one hour, it flew thousands of miles. The scene before us is no different from that before. Red gravel is as like as two peas. The dry air doesn't even have any water mist.

bake!

Zhen Cheng doesn't know what happens to those friars who have vigorous bodies. For the two people with flesh, the hot environment in front of them is more terrible than the vitality beast.

The hot environment not only bakes the body, but also makes people anxious. What's more terrible is not only the physical and emotional changes, but the hot environment in front of us actually consumes the power of mind!

It is common sense for friars to fly by strength. However, the three floors of the altar had little vitality. The immediate environment is like a sauna, but there is no water here, only red stones. If you want to fly freely on the third floor of the altar, you can only rely on the power of divine thought.

Flying thousands of miles in one hour is like crawling for the friars in xiaoshenjing who control Taoism.

It seems that the third floor of the altar is no smaller than the second floor and the first floor. Zhen Cheng and Han Fei don't know where the entrance to the fourth floor of the altar is. Now, they are in a dilemma.

They have physical bodies and can leave the third floor. However, even if you want to return to layer 2, you need to find the return path.

How to return, the two have no experience.

Continue to explore, but still have no clue. Neither advance nor retreat! If the environment here is good enough, that's all. The black and red gravel absorbs the power of God's thoughts every minute.

The power of divine thought passes very slowly.

However, even if the passing speed changes busy like a snail, the power of mind is also decreasing. Once the power of God is in an emergency, the little god man will be in a coma. By that time, it was too late to return.

"Don't go!" In order to protect his skin, Han Fei wrapped his bare skin with a cloth strip and wore a black veil on his face. If the environment on the first and second floors of the altar is beneficial to the physical friars, the environment on the third floor of the altar is obviously beneficial to the vigorous and physical friars. At least, those friars in xiaoshenjing who have vigorous body don't have to pay attention to their own body!

"Then rest!" Zhen Cheng smiled bitterly and took a look at the hot black and red gravel. His body was suspended and rested!