I have a fox demon girlfriend

Between the two cliffs, there is an invisible long bridge. The mountain wind blows slowly, without any urgency.

In this area, vigorous cliffs can be seen from a distance, but the mountain wind is so gentle, which makes ye Xiaogu feel strange at the beginning.

Now, after slightly recovering some of his memory, he stood on lingyundu and finally felt something vaguely.

In the past, Li Yunchuan took him and Wang Pei forward step by step, waiting for such an opportunity to come.

Now he looked up and looked at the movement around him, but he could feel the difference of the Qi around him.

Not only the time of year and year, but also the strength of breath.

"The ridge water reflects the East and the heaven and earth lead the four elephants. The upper one is divided into yin and Yang, and the lower one hides the heaven and earth... No wonder Zhang Fenghe asked me to jump off this Lingyun ferry. The lower one is born in the heaven and earth position, and the new wind hides Yin. The terrain is very cold."

As soon as he read it, although he understood the direction, the invisible air wall under his feet held him, and he didn't know how to go down.

Although the memories in his mind flashed from time to time, they were incomplete pictures, which could not be used together.

In his mind, when he was hesitating, there was a cool wind outside the steep mountain wall.

The wind is not strong, but it is not cold.

Ye Xiaogu subconsciously raised his head and looked at the direction of the wind. There was no sadness or joy on his face.

In his opinion, the mountain wind blowing from time to time on lingyundu is not the cold wind on the real Canyon cliffs, but the aura that maintains the array here.

However, this aura is different from the ordinary five element aura, which can be easily perceived, but a different kind of aura, so it is difficult for ordinary people to detect.

"Elegant as the wind, come and go without a trace... Is it the spirit of the new wind in the past?"

He once met Xiao occasionally when he first entered the secret realm of the hidden world. Chu Qingqiu of Xiang academy once saw the spirit of the new wind.

At that time, he used the body of Zhengyang thunder Gang to strengthen the body of Zhengyang thunder Gang after forcibly integrating the spirit of the new wind with the heart refining flame in his body.

Unfortunately, many right and wrong later. His Zhengyang Leigang is not very useful. Now it has a deep killing industry and has become the body of the ghost family. His perception of the original spirit of the new wind is also half a beat slow.

"I didn't expect that the person who arranged the array was a congenital alien spirit root and could attract a alien wind spirit. No wonder he could move such a long distance in an instant. It must also be helped by the spirit of the new wind."

After a simple thought in his heart, he still couldn't find any clues for a moment.

Lingyundu connects the two places, and even according to Zhang Fenghe, there are four poles and eight wasteland in a row. I'm afraid it can't be seen through in a short time.

At present, he just wants to know how to go. Although this requirement is much lower, if he really wants to find a way, he may have some trouble.

When ye Xiaogu was standing on the lingyundu, he was a little overwhelmed. Suddenly, he seemed to have an idea in his mind and said in a whim.

"Since it's an array, there must be a way to trigger the array. When I first saw Li Yunchuan looking for an hour and direction to trigger the array, why don't I try his method? Lead down to the East and divide it into extremely Yin and water. I thought it was Kun position!"

While meditating in his heart, he remembered his sword finger, drew a touch of black Qi, and just falsely caught a wisp of wind.

The ordinary strong wind in the mountains was afraid of being scattered by the black air. However, the wind in Lingyun ferry was like a smart little beast wrapped by the black air and caught him directly in front of him.

This amazing skill, in the eyes of others, may inevitably be surprised, but in ye Xiaogu's serious situation, it only brings a touch of gloom.

"If it's really two worlds, can you capture the yuan spirit in the Yang?"

The strong wind should belong to the spirit of the array. After all, lingyundu has been in this world for many years. At least it will be different if we don't say that creatures have wisdom.

Originally, according to his idea, it should be a direct virtual point, which almost triggered the hidden formation in lingyundu.

Unexpectedly, the body of the ghost family caught all the places where the array appeared.

At this moment, he clearly felt that there was a trace of black gas wrapped around his arm, like a hungry evil beast licking this array of channeling animals, and even he vaguely felt that he could devour this array of spirits!

However, he still pressed down the restless mind, glanced at the little beast in his hand and said calmly.

"How much I offend you. Ye has no intention of hurting you. Please take me ye to the northern region."

"Hoo ~"

The transparent little beast captured by the black gas even made a wind of "Hoo Hoo ~" when he opened his mouth.

Although I don't know what this little thing is talking about, I just look at it like this and don't seem to plan to take him to the northern region.

Ordinary friars come to Ling Yundu and follow the array tips by themselves. They have never caught the spirit and asked East and West.

At this moment, ye xiaogufeng asked lightly. The little beast turned into a spirit didn't suffer, so it would naturally blow.

Before it could "breathe", ye Xiaogu took two more breaths. The rising black gas on his arm was like a small snake, slowly sticking out his head and poking it on the little thing.

It was as if the red soldering iron met with thin ice. I saw the array of small animals fluttering with pain.

Before ye Xiaogu continued to threaten, the originally gentle lingyundu suddenly surged.

The disorderly wind mat is wrapped in gloomy dark clouds, but there is no thunder and lightning, but it can also be regarded as a whirlwind.

For a moment, the Qi around gathered into a huge tornado! The solid invisible air wall at the foot rises with the strong wind, making a faint "click" sound.

Before ye Xiaogu frowned and looked carefully, suddenly!

His feet were empty, and the winds around him gathered together, which immediately submerged him directly!

…………

The cold wind came with dazzling sunshine. At that moment, it didn't feel warm at all, but it was like fine ice residue patting on the face.

Vaguely, ye Xiaogu opened his eyes and couldn't see the end in the snow.

He calmed down a little, subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the jade tears on his neck, which seemed to ease a lot.

"Do you really have to come to the northern region?"

As soon as he thought of Zhang Fenghe's words, he frowned slightly again.

"When you walk in this world, you have to know yourself well, what you think, read, desire and ask... Swear that there are green clouds on the side, or you can rush with a sword, a hundred miles of scriptures and the sound of books in your ears. Everything can also be a view."

He heard a lot of similar words and things, but his mind never thought about these mysterious things.

Simply looking at the direction around him, he stretched out his hand and tried to attract the power of the ghost Road, but the result was not ideal, or even very unsatisfactory.

The black Qi that should have been rising in an instant didn't show up immediately. On the contrary, it took a long time to slowly reveal a wisp of black Qi.

Such a level of truth is estimated to be the level of ordinary base building monks.

"Is it because of any array suppression?"

Ye Xiaogu raised his head and looked around, but he couldn't see his head or a clue in the vast white snow.

It's just that now the Qi drive is limited. If you encounter any monster or friar, I'm afraid you can't hide.

There is a saying that Cao Cao is coming.

As soon as he remembered this worry, there was a faint rustle in the snow in the distance.

The noise was not so harsh that it could not even be heard when mixed in the wind.

If he hadn't been wary, I'm afraid he didn't pay attention to the movement in the snow for a while.

The rustling sound, accompanied by a trace of slight subsidence, scratched a long trace in the snow. It seemed that the speed was not fast.

"Is it a mouse?"

As soon as he thought about it, ye Xiaogu first raised his eyebrows. The vast expanse of snow in the north of Shuo is white. If there were a mouse, I'm afraid it grew up in the West and north wind.

The subconscious joke was not finished, and he didn't take two steps. The snow seemed to feel his existence, and suddenly turned his head and rushed towards him.

Just listening to the rustling sound, before he could react, a white snake more than ten feet long suddenly appeared in the snow!

As soon as the white snake appeared, ye Xiaogu sighed a bad word in his heart. He quickly restrained his mind and turned aside to hide!

Although the White Snake rose up in the air and couldn't use its strength everywhere, it still ran to his neck with the comfort of suddenly jumping up, and then it was entangled and twisted!

The fist's thick and thin body burst out of great strength. Just a little force, I heard a "click" crack sound.

When he was in charge of the meridians, he repaired the ghosts and ghosts. He was more vulnerable than the ordinary monks.

Now the cultivation has been reduced by 90%. When I suddenly met this monster in the northern region, I was immediately thrown to the ground. Even if I stretched out my hand to protect my neck, my wrist was twisted with a "click".

"No!"

It's not good to read a sentence under his heart. In a panic, he didn't have time to think about it. The thunder in the palm of his right hand flashed! Just listening to the "crackling" noise, it really condensed Zhengyang Leigang!

As soon as Lei Guang showed up, he didn't wait to solve the danger. The White Snake seemed to feel bad. He suddenly withdrew and went straight into the snow. In the twinkling of an eye, he rustled and ran far away.

Dugu Aotian left ye Xiaogu in place, breathing air-conditioning, his cracked wrist trembling slightly, but the thunder ball in his hand was not covered.

Most of his life, he has never seriously practiced Taoism or entered the sect, so some things he learned are scattered and unsystematic.

Just like the Zhengyang Leigang in his hands at the moment, it should not be allowed to be the body of the ghost family, so even if his cultivation is suppressed, he can still summon Zhengyang Leigang.

Because the thunder guide of Zhengyang Leigang was buried in his right arm, and later refined the spirit of refining heart flame and new wind, which has become a skill.

In the past, he practiced Taoism, went through twists and turns, and then reluctantly built a child friendly environment. As a result, he broke the meridians of the yuan body and destroyed the Qi sea of the Dantian because of the violent departure of Zhenyuan.

Now he says that Yi is the body of the ghosts after the transformation of the blood essence, and the power of the ghost in the black Sanskrit, which was originally in him.

But now it seems that this thing is not very reliable. He can only call Zhengyang Leigang now.

These three methods, the power of ghost and ordinary cultivation, are the foundation, but Zhengyang Leigang is not only a move, but also a basic skill.

Ye Xiaogu has been bumping and bumping all his life. He can use whatever he wants. He is used to it.

At this moment, I waited for the pain on my hand to ease a little, waved my hand and looked at the distance.

The vast and endless snow fields are deserted, only the cold wind blowing from time to time.

He didn't know what to do now. If it weren't for the cold jade tears on his neck, I'm afraid he's going to go home now.

Unlike before, there was a round platform column that threatened lingyundu. After the array spirit of lingyundu was transmitted to the north, it opened its eyes and was an endless snow field.

He didn't even know how to look back.

After a short daze, ye Xiaogu reached out and touched the jade tears on his neck. The cold wind blew up his messy hair that he hadn't taken care of for a long time, inexplicably adding a sense of desolation.

It has been a hundred years since the soul pulse was consumed. Now when I think about it carefully, I actually feel a sense of vicissitudes.

I don't know what will happen to those girls and Bai Feifei.

After a simple thought, he picked up jade tears, kissed him close to his mouth, pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled and said to himself.

"In the past, you always complained that I didn't accompany you. Now I haven't been with you for a hundred years, even if I have been with you for thousands of years. Now you are proud?"

The words fell, leaving only the "rustling" wind brought by the cold wind around.

After a moment of loss, the smile on ye Xiaogu's face did not converge, but became a lot more publicized.

"Crackle ~" made a crisp sound, and the blue arc flashed through his fingertips. He flashed a decisive color in his eyes and walked straight to the depths of the snow field.

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Xingyao mansion.

The fire in Jingxian hall burned strangely and fastidiously.

It is said that at that time, more than 1000 disciples went to put out the fire together. As a result, the water could not be quenched and the wind could not be quenched. Shengsheng burned a good hall so that less than half of the beams and columns could be seen, leaving only a layer of bluestone Foundation.

However, it was precisely because of the raging fire that the Jingxian hall was directly burned to the ground, which also saved the guard effort of the disciples of Xingyao house.

On the small square in front of the empty Jingxian hall, a man walked slowly towards the ruins of the hall.

The charred beams and columns collapsed, and a little smoke curled faintly.

The man walked slowly without anxiety. He walked to the ruins step by step, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

In the Jingxian hall, which was already in ruins, there was an inconspicuous black flame.

The flame was rootless and passive, about the size of the firewood head, but the man seemed quite careful. His Qi suddenly burst like a strong wind, and gathered into a huge wind ball to seal the fire firmly inside.

After more than ten minutes in a row, when it was determined that Zhenyuan in his hand finally sealed the flame, he slowly ended, covered the flame with his backhand and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, a white haired old man suddenly appeared behind him.

The old man took the purple clay pot in his hand and poured a mouthful of tea into his mouth without taking the initiative to say anything.

On the contrary, the man who put away the black inflammation slightly frowned and asked.

"Master Guan, what are you doing?"

"Fang, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Something left by an old friend has long been entrusted to me to give to his compatriots and brothers."

"Legacy of old friends?"

The old man surnamed Guan snorted coldly and looked at the strong looking man in front of him with a sneer.

Although he looks like a big, honest and honest man, he has made a lot of explanations, and they both know each other.

"Things stay, people can go."

"I'm afraid it's not very good."

"Fang, how capable you are, how many bowls of rice you eat, and what you shouldn't be in charge of, don't make TM do with it."

Fang Qingcheng's mouth was slightly raised. Facing the old man's irony, he didn't see any anger on his face. He hugged and arched his hands with peace of mind.

"Mr. Guan, I don't have much ability, but there's another saying. What's the matter of others' Zhang family that hinders your surname Guan?"

The voice just fell, just listen to the "bang"!

The invisible Qi suddenly burst open, and the square in front of Jingxian hall suddenly burst into countless brick dust!

The two of them could not say more than half a sentence, but they had a big fight. The momentum of anger had shocked the small square into a pit of tens of feet!

In the dust, Fang Qingcheng's blue and gray Taoist robe was slightly raised in the wind, showing a burst of blood color and vitality like a red flame.

He also practiced the ghost way!

On the other side, the old man surnamed Guan still had a purple clay pot in his hand, but his strength was not obvious. For example, Qingcheng was better than a little.

Facing the complete disadvantage, Fang Qingcheng still didn't mean to give in at all.

But if you really start, I'm afraid it doesn't mean to give in.

The whole square in front of the hall turned into a huge pit. They stood in the air, looked at each other briefly, and then fought in an instant!

The figure of Fang Qingcheng disappeared in an instant and appeared behind the old man surnamed Guan! Raising your hand is a stroke, and hitting the back of his head is a blow!

It's just

The sound of "bang" was so dull that the old man surnamed Guan didn't even turn around. The air around Fangqing city seemed to collapse, which directly crushed him!

The blood all over the sky was waving and there was no more sound.

In the face of such an impossible battle, the old man surnamed Guan didn't seem to think so. He took care of himself and drank a sip of tea.

But when he put down the purple clay pot, a flash of rage flashed through his eyes.

Fang Qingcheng, who had turned into blood behind him, went underground under his eyes.

"Fang Qingcheng, wait for me!!!"