Chapter 2018

A sword blows blood, and is finally put into the scabbard again by jishengyu. Fu Qingxue comes out of his mouth, his eyes sink, and he lies on the ground on the spot.

Seeing the blood flowing under her, Jisheng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. Suddenly he grabbed her hair and flew out of the camp like a dead dog.

At this time, he did not know that behind a dark camp in the distance, the two men had already witnessed it.

"Master Moxian, he just killed Fuqing. Is that really OK?" In fact, Chu junran's heart is also dark, but when she thinks that Fu Qing is XuanZhen, she always feels a little uncomfortable.

In the same way, the ancestor of magic fairy and XuanZhen are deeply in love. Facing such a thing, his heart is even more miserable.

XuanZhen vowed to protect her daughter, and finally died in front of him, he did nothing, even did not go out to stop, I'm afraid XuanZhen in heaven, will not close his eyes.

But

"Compared with the descendants of the elder martial brother, the future of chenyao sword sect is more important. If only one person can be worthy of the elder martial brother and the Lord, I will choose the Lord." With tears in his eyes, the immortal Laozu shook his head and walked into the camp.

Hearing the speech, Chu Jun was stunned to see where she was. She also had mixed feelings.

The loyalty of the six immortals of Northern Wilderness to Bai Chen was completely beyond her expectation, and this kind of reckless loyalty, I'm afraid, had the most direct relationship with Kexin at that time.

This is the so-called teacher's kindness is more important than heaven.

……

Although the immortal ancestor is heartbroken, he is also happy. Because of their talent, they are doomed not to follow Bai Chen for too long. Jishengyu is decisive, takes the overall situation into consideration, and has amazing potential. In the future, he will become Bai Chen's real help.

……

Qingzhou, because it is closest to the altar of Xinglan, has become the first choice of Baichen.

Here, in the streets and alleys, the disciples of Xinglan altar can be seen everywhere.

In an inn room, ye Jianxin knelt on the bed and closed his eyes.

The light of the light, like the water flow around him, the flow of the power, without a shred of pressure.

On the wooden table by the window, there are gold food, jade tie, good wine and food.

Xiao Liu is comfortable to learn from human beings. Sitting on a wooden box, he raises his two tiger claws and holds the wine cup. He drinks delicious.

See it this pair of greedy Cup appearance, white Chen helplessly shook his head, eyes swept to the street happened to pass several star haze altar disciples, eyes smile is strong.

"Bai Chen, I don't think this Xinglan altar has any real ability. Otherwise, let's kill it now. With Ye Jianxin, who can stop us?" Small six one swallow a plate of fat fish, babble babble.

Smell speech, white Chen smile: "wait again."

"Still waiting?"

Xiao Liu was obviously unhappy: "I've been in the eighth level for a long time. Didn't you say that only killing can quickly precipitate the spiritual power in the spiritual source..."

"Even if you want to kill, it will take time for the spiritual power to precipitate. You guy, in such a short few years, you have soared from the first level of Warcraft to the eighth level, and you are not satisfied with the speed?"

"Bah, bah, bah, what a Warcraft! I'm a beast! No, it's the God

"Ha ha!"

White Chen immediately laughs out a voice, this small six, after the intelligence matures, unexpectedly also had the heart of defiant.

"I said, Xiao Liu, with your strength, your future cultivation will surpass me. At that time, because my animal trainer has reached the bottleneck, you can't continue to break through. Won't you dislike me?"

"Eh?"

Small six tiger eyes a stare: "still can be like this?"

"Otherwise ~"

seeing that Bai Chen is serious and doesn't seem to be joking, Xiao Liu disagrees: "it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have a hunch that as long as I follow you all the time, I can surpass my maximum potential."

"So confident in me?"

"That is, who am I? Don't you say, I am the white tiger emperor ~"

"Shh!"

White Chen smell of color change, quickly single point to a vertical.

See, small six bitterly shrunk neck, immediately soul circle opened, instantly covered the whole Qingzhou land.

The vast Qingzhou was immediately enveloped by its powerful soul power. A moment later, Xiao Liu turned back and looked disdainful: "don't worry, there's no one around to pay attention to us. Just the two dregs of Xinghai are ten blocks away in front of us. It's not enough to be afraid."

"You guy..."

Bai Chen couldn't make sense with it, so he had to continue drinking.

Xiao Liu's talent is really amazing. In the future, I'm afraid his cultivation will not be lower than that of old Xuanwu. Even according to the stone formation in the boundless land of seal Avenue, I'm afraid his peak will be higher than that of old rosefinch.

But it has a problem, that is, the mind is too simple, careless, easy to be plotted.

When Bai Chen was plotted, he was too proud. Now he is reborn, which can make up for this weakness. But Xiao Liu can't, so his brain is not so smart."You ah, now calm down, accompany me to continue to watch here for two days, as long as we make sure that no one comes to help Xinglan altar, we will do it."

Bai Chen Chuzhi a bullet, a peanut directly from the plate rotated two circles, and then flew into his mouth.

Smell speech, small six displeased of jilt to jilt head, continue to hold up wine pot, pour wine to drink freely.

White tiger emperor, the God of natural killing, let it wait for the opportunity, it is torture.

After zhuxianjianzong was destroyed, ye Jianxin is still alive. In fact, all forces outside the world are guessing when this man who has been practicing Taoism for many years will step on the altar of Xinglan and seek Qi Yuan's revenge.

For this war, what we want to see most is the attitude of Xingchen Pavilion. After all, Xingchen Pavilion and Xinglan temple are the relatives of LIANLI!

Bai Chen chooses to stay in Qingzhou, but he doesn't make a bold move. That is to say, he is looking at the time. He wants to see whether the star Pavilion will stand up to help the star haze altar avoid this catastrophe.

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Facing the heavy pressure brought by Ye Jianxin alone, the temple of Xinglan is silent. Hundreds of thousands of powerful families are afraid of the name of Ye Jianxin.

Deep into the temple above the clouds, the maids were dressed in holy snow-white robes. They were still busy. From time to time, they could see that someone broke the vase or hit it. Absent minded, they prayed that ye Jianxin would never come.

One is far above the cliff peak of the temple. If you look at it, white clouds are like silk.

"Master, otherwise you'd better leave Beichen for a while..."

A black robed elder with complicated eyes bows behind Qi Yuan.

Looking down at the sea of clouds, Qi Yuan Xue frowned: "when I swore to my father in front of the gods that I would control the situation in Beichen, I was lucky to break the rules and put on this golden robe Now if I go back, you will teach me how to face! "