Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

Si Konghong is somewhat disoriented, looking at his body. A part of his body was in the body, and it was actually ‘burning’ at the moment.

He was able to burn a red flame with charcoal in his body. Si Konghong was watered by True Origin, but it was impossible to extinguish, but the fire was getting stronger.

After the blood transfusion, is it swallowing the sun?

Si Konghong refers to the simplification of the sword, and the swordsman who is born a lot, directly splits the part of the body and the body.

Losing the source and the ‘fuel’, this red flame immediately disappeared and gradually extinguished.

Si Konghong is still close to his eyebrows, and there is some pain on the face. After ten years of interest, it gradually calmed down.

Zhuang Wudao’s power, nothing. Qi Condensation Realm, even if it is the top-of-the-line Cultural Technique, it does not hurt the Golden Core.

However, the idea that came with it, the impact, is a bit tricky. This is not from Zhuang Wudao, but behind Zhuang Wudao, the bloody shadow.

Even if he is, to resist this violent arrogance, it is necessary to perfuse the whole god to expel.

“–Blood change, swallowing the day, is it because of the white back enchanting during the day?”

Si Konghong thought in his heart, countless thoughts flashed, and looked at the wall, the bloody picture.

In an instant, Si Konghong was subconsciously trying to avoid his eyes and avoid being jealous. However, Si Konghong is also ignorant of it, forced to suppress, only do with difficulty to be straightforward, and the eyes flashed at the same time.

Sure enough, it is bloody!

Si Konghong’s eyes were complicated. He looked at Zhuang Wudao, who was still unconscious and his face calmed down. Then he had to be sturdy and smashed the bloody pictures on the wall. Go to the coma Foundation Establishment cultivator and take a shot in the head. For a moment, the man was awake, and when he opened his eyes, the eyes were full of horror, and then it was a burst of gloom.

Until I can see the figure in front of me: “Uncle Shi?”

In a flash, it was a red face. The discipline in these cabins is the one he was responsible for, and when he came down to view it, he was only introduced to a new one in two months. The Junior Brother, which is not available in the Ya Condensation, is stunned. It is a shame. Got home.

Si Konghong did not blame: “Mystery, when you were not doing things, but what did you see?”

The mysterious machine smashed, some did not know why, and then there was a horror in the eyes. Although it is extremely restrained, the hands can’t help but tremble.

Si Konghong couldn’t help but sigh, and the face flashed a bit of praise at the same time. This mystery didn’t collapse on the spot, but just coma, you can know that this person’s will is strong and God is strong.

The mysterious mind was finally stabilized, lost, but the eyes were abnormal, looking at Zhuang Wudao in the distance.

“Junior Brother, he is comprehending the boxing, not right! It is the soul of war, the soul of the war, the blood of the sun? What is going on?”

The more you say it, the more horrified you are in the eyes of Xuanji.

“I don’t know! It’s only mentioned in the classics. It’s only mentioned in the classics. There are only a few distant relatives who have swallowed blood. He should have learned the Great Falling Monument because of the battle of the white monsters. Hand’s boxing, why did you call the soul of the war, but I can’t guess it?”

Si Konghong spoke, but behind him was a glimmer of silver glare, shining away. Outside the hatch, bloody splashes, a personal shadow, or a broken head, or death by heart. Even the sound of screams is too late to be sent out. On all faces, there is a sense of unbelief and doubt.

Si Konghong did not pay attention to it at all, only indifferently said: “The evil spirits sneak into, you should know how to deal with?”

The mystery only smashed, and it has already reacted. “Yes! There are evil spirits sneaking in, the time is exactly when the lords fight. I am not prepared, I will take the opportunity to escape after the murder of the discipline in the ship. Mystery will prepare everything later.”

Then the words paused, the mysterious face contains the meaning of bitterness: “Only for this reason, the idiot will believe. After all, it is the same side, Shi Shu, is this really necessary today?”

“Why isn’t it worth it? The body of the war, it’s not enough to prevent it from happening. As for the reason, but the congestion, let everyone have the steps, they don’t believe it and believe it!”

Si Konghong sneered out loudly: “I really thought that Hua Ying’s uncle was seriously injured and coma. Is it so simple? It is a slap in the face, but if he does not shoot at that time, it must be a dead end. Since Ming Cuifeng dare to use this method. Then, I can’t blame me. These people are under the Ming Cuifeng, so they are not dead.”

Xuanji was shocked again, but did not show any unexpected colors.

“Just the uncle, I am afraid that I will be responsible for it! Ming Cuifeng will not give up.”

“In the past few years, I have worked hard and accumulated a lot of good deeds. How can Ming Cuifeng not be willing to bite me?”

Sikong Ao said without hesitation, the path went to Zhuang Wudao and lifted it gently.

The mind is complicated, this boy is so innate talent, but why is it only 5th Grade Spirit Root? However, after forty years, Xuan Lingshan, who has been in the past for thousands of years, still relies on this boy to support the court.

With a bitter smile, Si Konghong walked out of this messy cabin.

“Handle the hand and end, don’t leave a handle. Even if you are seen as a flaw, you must not be involved in the relationship, you can understand?”

The words are murderous, and the mysterious machine is silent, and leans over. Several flames burst out in the sleeves and attached to several bodies. In just a moment, it turned into a few dust and ash.

At the same time, after a hundred miles from the Lingbao. A height of more than three hundred feet, covered in blood, the white-backed giant python, finally stopped the Mercedes-Benz, eyes looked confused and confused looking at the distance.

Screaming with the nose, the search is fruitless. The white-backed giant cockroach gradually became anxious, using his forelimbs to continually hammer his chest and make a loud resentful roar.

Almost at the same time, within Light Cloud Sword, that unknown space. The peerless and independent young woman has eyes that are both joyful and somewhat worried and looking forward to.

Boxing, fighting soul, epiphany, the door of all the wonderful, bloody, swallowing changes –

This is the Innate Battle Soul?

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When Zhuang Wudao regained consciousness, he found that he had changed a cabin. It is much wider than the one that lived before. The aura of concentration is also more intense, more than double.

There is a green bottle next to it, the style is familiar, but it is dedicated to the single bottle of Yang Dan.

Open the cork, inside it is a full 50 pieces of the gods, bamboo leaves fragrance, filled the room.

As for the light cloud, the sword was also solved from behind him, not far from the bed.

Zhuang Wudao stunned God, sitting on the bed, half a mile can not think of it. The memory in the brain is confusing and can’t be sorted out.

Fortunately, beside him, there is Light Cloud Sword. Not only is it sensible, it never takes a break until Spiritual Energy runs out.

Zhuang Wudao is too lazy to recall the thoughts and directly hold the hilt.

“Yun’er, what is going on?”

How did he change the room? How can you be in a coma? Where did the 50 cultivating gods come from?

“Sword Master doesn’t remember?

Yun’er’s voice sighed, and it took a bit of tiredness: “Sword Master has learned the Great Falling Monument’s broken mountains and rivers, and the result is too deep, and because of the enthusiasm of Heart Demon, the call to swallow the bloody soul. Attached, and finally lost reason.”

“The soul of the soul possession? What war soul?” Zhuang Wudao does not understand.

“So Sword Master knows God’s fight, please God, help and cure?”

“Please God? Help?”

Zhuang Wudao has come to understand, this is also a kind of Dao Technique. Many cultivators in the world have cultivation. The so-called God, God hit, is to ask the upper bound gods to lean over, in order to increase the combat power.

And the technique of the Fusui is almost the same situation. However, it is not used for fighting, but for divination.

Those who ask God and help others often pay a price. It may be provided by a spiritual offering or by its own blood essence.

“It is also said that this war is attached to the soul, is it similar to asking God and helping?”

“There are similarities and differences. But the people in this world are only invited to some ghosts and ghosts. Where can I ask for the true god? The soul of war is wandering between Heaven and Earth, with strong obsession. Battle intent The true soul of the dead who will never die. In fact, it can be said to be a kind of resentment and resentment, but it is much more powerful, and it has been yin and yang, not afraid of positive forces. There are not many times in all circles. But it’s not all the strengths of the earth-shattering powers of life.”

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Zhuang Wudao finally remembered that the scene before the coma was indeed the sinister. And within the mind, the bloody image once again emerged. Zhuang Wudao shook his head and forced himself not to pay attention. He is now a few cups of snakes and shadows, and the fear will fall back to the previous situation.

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