Youth's Cultivation

While Wang Xiaohu was recuperating, fierce battles were staged all over the desert island!

A young man with a golden sword stood proudly and was besieged by three people!

"Crush the transporter, don't say I didn't give you a chance!" Among the three, an old man in Tsing Yi with a calm face had a gloomy look.

Just as the voice of the old man in green fell, a golden sword flashed!

"Third, be careful..." the old man in Tsing Yi, led by him, shrunk his eyes and exclaimed.

The burly middle-aged man who was attacked quickly retreated. At the same time, his hands flashed a golden light and suddenly patted the golden sword youth!

"Chi..."

The golden sword light flashed across, the burly middle-aged stared, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the spirit sword that pierced his golden palm incredibly

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"Ang!"

A loud and clear dragon chant can be heard within a hundred miles.

This is a green dragon with a body length of more than ten meters. On the back of the green dragon, a gentle and elegant young master stands with his hands on his back. The green dragon is coiled, and a pair of dragon eyes glare at the two Gray figures in front of him!

The old and the young are in the state of God. At the moment, their breath is vain. They look at the young man on the black dragon's back powerlessly!

"Thank you for your mercy..." the older silver haired old man sighed helplessly.

The old man said that, but he took out the transmission jade amulet, crushed it, and was wrapped by a blue light. The figure was blurred and disappeared!

The thin young man next to him looked at the circling green dragon with a grudge in his eyes, crushed the jade amulet and left the desert island

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At the same time, a young man with blood flame in his eyes was surrounded by a blood vortex behind him. Opposite him, a body was suspended in the void

Hundreds of miles away, a graceful masked woman with a blue and black ice sword in her hand is dim. Her white dress is stained with several red blood stains. She can't tell whether it's her own or the enemy. It's beautiful and sad

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In the desert island, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller. Now, outside the yellow island, on the merchant ship of Tianbao firm, three lianxujing are sitting in the cabin. In the center of the three, a smooth mirror like light curtain flashes scenes, in which golden sword youth, cyan green dragon, blood vortex and masked woman emerge one by one!

Where these people appear, there is a red light spot moving!

"The young master of the palace is really gifted. The first seat is the young master of the palace!" The Dharma body of Feng Tianxing, the leader of Shenfeng Island, said to the song Changlao with envy.

Elder song smiled, "hehe, Yulong is a good child, but it's hard to say the first seat. The Tang family in Jiuxian palace, the meaning of killing sword and the ice temple are all very good. I heard that except for a wonderful little guy, your sea god temple has been recognized by the sea God halberd. I really envy others! Unfortunately, I didn't see it this time! "

Hearing the praise from the other side, Hong Tao hurriedly said, "the little hall Lord is still closed, but he should leave the customs in the near future and will not delay the trip to Xianfu."

Elder song smiled and nodded. Then he glanced at the picture in front of him. Among the pictures in front of him, "there are eight people left. It's enough, eh..."

"What? Is there anything wrong? " Feng Tianxing asked.

Elder song did not speak and waved slightly. The scene in front of him changed and the picture appeared in a valley!