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"Bang"

The figure breaking through the ground, holding a baby in his hand, ran away at top speed.

The man who followed seemed a little impatient. He stepped out one step and came in an instant. With a sharp blade in his hand, he broke a deep gully on the ground.

"Son of Xuanyi, what a pity."

I don't know what this person is regretting. His spirit is empty and Shenghua's face sinks. The sense of powerlessness from his body becomes stronger and stronger. The mother of the holy prison family gives birth to a child, and his strength and vitality will be swallowed and absorbed by the child as his foundation.

"Spell it"

Crazy women are the most terrible. As a small universe, people are a complex Dharma array, and the spiritual emptiness and sanctity of the Tao of the Holy Spirit are more clear.

The real power of the operation was pointed at the Tanzhong point, with a dull hum, and his face was very pale. The next moment, it suddenly rose red, and the surging power broke out. Since he must die, there is nothing to be afraid of: "heaven and earth live together."

The method of fighting for life, with the momentum of death and no life, washed away the endless air waves. With one fierce eye, he looked at the person in the way in front of him and slapped him.

"Oh" gave an unexpected light eh, and a sneer appeared at the corners of the man's mouth. How about fighting for his life? The gap between realm strength can not be made up by working hard.

"Burst"

With a deep drink, the real power breaking out of the body cuts open the cold awn of heaven and earth, clear and ruthless.

"Tear"

The newly added wound burst out with a deep red. The woman frowned and stepped on the earth with a bang. Countless stone pillars broke through the earth. In an instant, a fog came out of thin air and shrouded the earth.

"Go"

This is a mortal body. When the secret method is forcibly used, lingxu Shenghua doesn't have too much power to entangle with it at the moment. The established maze can't last too long. Once his own strength is weak, this dharma array will be invincible.

"Boom"

Endless smoke and dust, broken stone pillars and stepping figures flashed a fierce look. I didn't think this woman had such means. When she raised her hand and grabbed it, the breath scattered in the world was pinched at her fingertips: "in that case, the son of Xuanyi will be my next container."

Bloodthirsty light, scarlet eyes flash and die, a sound of meditation, step by step to catch up, leaving only a trace of sandalwood gas.

Ten miles away, with a staggering pace, godless eyes and a bloodless face, the woman has run out of oil and the lamp is dry. She seems to know that her mother is about to die. The baby in her arms doesn't cry with big eyes, and her smart eyes stare at her mother.

The woman was not afraid of her own death, but worried about who would take care of the child in her arms after her death. She looked at the endless mountain in despair: "is it true that heaven is going to kill us both?"

At this time, a clear sound came from the sky. The Taoist who stepped into the sky attached an ancient sword behind his back: "Tao has no action, Tao has no me, I am the Tao and I am the law."

"Hmm?" lingxu Shenghua looked happy. Someone said that the child was saved: "Sir, please wait."

The handsome Taoist priest frowned slightly. He just came to the Black Sea on a whim. The breath from the ground has a sense of familiarity: "holy Hua of spiritual emptiness?"

"Eh" the woman was surprised and looked at the Taoist who landed in surprise: "Sir, do you know me?"

The Taoist did not answer, but his eyes were on the baby: "you don't have much time."

Lingxu Shenghua smiled calmly. She had seen through life and death. In this life, only her own child could not let go: "Please sir save my child."

The Taoist sighed, waved his hand, held the baby in the woman's arms in his hand, reached out and stroked the child's delicate cheek, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth: "has the child ever been named?"

Looking at the Taoist's gentle face, the woman smiled gently, and her breath became weaker and weaker, just like the residual candle in the wind: "child, I hope the child can be safe and carefree all his life, which is called Yunran."

Hearing the speech, the Taoist nodded and looked solemn: "Yunran, I will tell him."

After listening, the woman smiled at the corners of her mouth and gradually closed her eyes. Although she was bitter in this life, she had no regrets.

"Wow"

With a cry, he seemed to know that his mother was dead. He patted his little hand and wanted to catch the mother in front of him.

"Hey"

Youyou sighed, waved his hand, took a look at the dead woman, shook his head and put it into the pit. People are dead or safe.

At this time

"Huh?"

With a trace of familiar sandalwood aroma, the Taoist frowned and looked at the fuzzy figure in the sky. His eyes flashed a light. Step out, his body was disillusioned and disappeared without a trace.

The man who came, glanced at the solitary grave and frowned: "it's late. Who will take the son of Xuanyi away?"

Just then, I suddenly heard a roar in the sky: "death"

The magnificent palm strength breaks through the air, and the surging vitality sweeps across the air.

The man's face sank, his eyes flashed a light, and his strength broke through the air. He broke the palm strength suddenly. When he moved under his feet, he didn't want to fight. His body shape changed, and he flew away to the distance.

"My child, my child" roared, and Xuanyi fell to the ground with a ferocious look. Sheng Huasheng felt the child himself and came with a trace of breath. In the end, there was only a solitary grave and the man who ran away.

After all, he also knows that the mother will die when she gives birth to a child. A trace of emotion in her heart has been cut off. Now the only thing is to find her child: "who was that man just now?"

At this time, in the endless mountains, a swordsman's eyes were a little dizzy. He looked at the boy beside him and turned his eyes: "your method is annoying."

"Ah ha ha" laughed, the young man felt his nose embarrassed. The North was cold and barren, and the ice and snow were endless. Besides the dark ice, it was still dark ice. Only some monsters who liked the ice and cold were in that activity, but it was difficult to find other natural materials and treasures.

"This method of moving is good, but it takes too much real power. I have sword power. I can see the bottom only after turning twice."

Li Haoran coughed lightly and shook his hand. "Sir, he has deep magic power. After all, he moved with one of his people. It's already a means like heaven and man to come here from the extremely cold place without the help of external forces."

Ji Chen reluctantly shook his head. That day, Li Haoran became a Taoist priest. Lin Xin wanted to stop, but was knocked down by a blow. In the next few days, the swordsman took control of Lin Xin and asked him to gather the people in the north and move to the East.

"Do you understand this moving method with my gossip book?"

Li Haoran himself is a pure spiritual body. As long as there is a trace of Qi, he will understand the method of heaven and earth, and the incomplete cultivation method of xuandaozi is just as a catalyst: "ha, the way of divine power is so easy to understand. I still think hard about this moving method."

Ji Chen smiled noncommittally. Li Haoran's heaven given Tao book is a god channel book. With continuous cultivation, the Terran will open countless magical powers, and this volume of Tao book will automatically record the method of magical powers belonging to the Terran.

"The method of moving is created by combining the eight trigrams and mysterious diagrams. Thanks to your help."

The way of eight trigrams includes everything in heaven and earth, and the transmission and movement are carried out in heaven and earth. Therefore, as long as the mana is enough, all Dharma circles can go everywhere.

"Hey, how did Xuanqing run back? Didn't he go to set the coordinates?"

The breath in the distance, the swordsman was surprised. Although the method of moving was strong, it did not set the coordinates. Just like the headless fly, it might accidentally get into the weak water black sea.

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a figure falling in the sky. A baby in his arms was sleeping sweetly at the moment. However, a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes destroyed his delicate face.

"Oh, Xuanqing, you go out and bring back an illegitimate son."

The sound of ridicule, however, made the person who got the Tao take a whiff and cough. He shook his head reluctantly: "don't talk nonsense. This is the son of lingxu Shenghua. His name is Yunran."

Hearing the speech, the swordsman frowned slightly. In this way, he is Xuanyi's child. He just left for a few months and was born. Is the incubation period of the holy prison family so short?

It seems to see the doubts of the swordsman. Xuanqing explained: "unlike the human race, it takes ten months to get pregnant, the holy prison family only takes three months, after all..."

The last words, Xuanqing never said, opened his mouth, but he sighed faintly.

However, the swordsman knows that the mother of the holy prison family provides a container for fertility. As long as the seeds are planted, the fetus in the abdomen will continue to absorb the strength and vitality of the mother, which is a very domineering existence.

"Are you going to raise him?"

Xuanqing thought for a moment, but finally shook his head: "his mother wants his child to live a safe life. Following me will only make him fall into crisis."