After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

——God King——

When Xuan Zhe heard the news, he was traveling in the desert. He came from a famous family and had never stepped into the rivers and lakes.

He also wanted to see how the wind and frost in the killer's eyes were different from his own, whether he experienced the pain he experienced, went to the places he traveled, and could see a little bit of it that was lost in the torrent of time before he had time to express it. What about giri?

Just right, just right.

For the rest of his life, buried in the sand, buried in one place, can also be protected by his soul.

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The soul of a certain sword has gone through the small world in the small world where the big world converges. When Zhou Feng came out, he only looked at his own sword, so naturally he didn't notice that the sword fairy, who was always talkative and active, had already There was silence for two hours.

It was Jiang Yao who spoke cautiously to this cold-faced sword fairy whose nose was not his nose and whose eyes were not his eyes. "Hello, Senior Sword Immortal."

As soon as the words "senior" came out, she received Xuan Zhe's cold stare.

Woooooo, she is so miserable, forget it, the sword fairy will fend for itself! !

There is no marriage line, Zhou Feng and him really met by chance, and they are also strangers when they meet again. Now, what is he asking for extravagantly.

Wuqing said, it really is an iron rule.

For him in the past, for Zhou Feng in the past.

During the conversation, Yuegui, the mansion, has been reduced to ashes, and the layers of pavilions have gradually collapsed, leaving only ruins. All kinds of past events are just a phantom that never really existed.

The trip to the Great Wilderness is full of dangers, and now it has only passed through the small world, and has not yet returned. Now the pavilions in front of the mountains have collapsed, and the location has changed, it has been a long time ago;

Can't tell the way to come.

Under the high mountains, there are mountains and mountains, and a barren valley with jagged rocks. Since I came here, the frost and snow have been buzzing, and I feel like returning to my hometown.

When Xuan Zhe first came out of the small world and entered the big world, he did see the shadow of the youth in Yuxiang, but the shape of the magic soldier was not solidified, and it was just a glimpse.

Now Frost Snow's abnormal behavior may be related to these jagged and strange rocks. Thinking about it carefully, if Frost Snow can transform into a human in the small world, it will be a good thing for Jiang Yao and himself.

"Shuangxue?" Jiang Yao knew that Shuangxue had spirits, and she buckled the blade in confusion, but the buzzing sound became more intense under the knock.

"Not good, let's go." Xuan Zhe's eyebrows darkened. In the depths of the ancient times, there seemed to be the cry of the immortal bird. The immortal bird is an ancient divine beast, which is in the realm of gods, and its skill is better than that of immortals.

He only had time to protect Zhou Feng with one hand, and he had the strength to pull Jiang Yao, but he didn't have enough strength.

Zhou Feng was obviously also a top swordsman, and he was not used to Xuan Zhe's protective attitude, and he didn't bother to be someone else's patron, so he subconsciously swung Xuan Zhe's hand away with a certain knife, and made his own way out.

Shuangxue is a magic soldier, and this land is its hometown, Zhou Feng is not very worried about Jiang Yao's safety.

On the other hand, Xuanzhe, an immortal in the Ascension Realm, faced troubles with divine beasts, but he was not so cautious, and entering the small world again and again to cross the calamity that he did not exist, might also be harmful to himself.

But the current situation does not allow them to think too much, the clear and crisp cry is getting closer, the huge phoenix flaps its wings, the golden feathers can cover the blue sky, and countless streams of fire are scattered during the flight, making this piece of quality Not a good land, burnt black.

Before Jiang Yao gave the order, Shuangxue took advantage of the majestic power of the flying bird to strike.

The big golden bird speaks out. "Jie Jie Jie, Yuxiang, you have been sleeping here for 300 years, and once you have cultivated into a weapon spirit, the people of the wilderness will give you a gift."

Under Jiang Yao's clear eyes, Shuangxue gradually extended a piece of white light, and in the hazy white light, a tall and long-legged young man appeared.

Tsing Yi has picturesque features.

It was so familiar that it made people want to cry. Jiang Yao opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. She looked at the young man standing in front of her, and tears rolled down her cheeks to her chin.

"Rain Township."

The young man took a step back calmly, blocking Jiang Yao completely. "Although Yu Township was born in the Great Wilderness, it has never received support from the people of the Great Wilderness. They come and go naked, and the gods and kings don't need to give gifts or give them away."

"What did you say that you have never been enshrined by the people of the Great Wilderness? You are originally an artifact cast by the essence of treasures I found in the three realms. You are originally my divine weapon! Why did you recognize a little girl?"

Constrained by the rules of the heaven and the earth, the divine bird can only stick to the wilderness without a shadow of the divine soldiers. It absorbs the essence of the sunset and integrates with the heaven and the earth. If it gets the divine soldiers, it can break through the boundaries of the region.

"Shuangxue, no, Yuxiang is my magic weapon, my knife." Jiang Yao took a step forward and grabbed the young man's skirt. The tip of her small nose was covered with beads of sweat because of fear, but she refused to budge an inch.

"Jiang Yao." Yu Xiang was stunned, his eyes filled with tenderness and restraint that Jiang Yao couldn't understand.

Xuan Zhe took a step forward, and was stopped when he was about to speak.

"Sword Immortal Xuanzhe, I know you have profound cultivation, and I have no intention of confronting you. It's just that your bet with the Dao of Heaven is still going on, and you have to wait for a hundred years. Aren't you afraid that your achievements will fall short?"

The divine bird's dark, round eyes turned around in a strange gesture, facing Xuan Zhe.

"This is the first time in the world that someone dares to control me." Xuan Zhe smiled half a smile, and the invisible sword intent was like a broad palm, slapping fiercely on the wings of the divine bird.

Jiang Yao had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bother to care about people or things other than Zhou Feng, but if someone moved to threaten him with Zhou Feng, he would definitely not tolerate it.

The God King was furious, but he received this palm, and the bird's beak overflowed with light red blood.

"Okay, very good, I have understood the sword fairy's brilliant move, and when the game of heaven and law is unveiled, I will avenge this palm."

The God King fluttered his wings and flew far away, Xu Shi was so angry that the stream of flames attached to it became a piece, rendering the high mountains here into a bright crimson red.

"Wow, you are indeed a sword fairy!" Jiang Yao looked at Xuanzhe eagerly, his eyes were very bright, and he dragged Yuxiang over like a dog, ready to say thank you.

With a face like gold paper, Xuan Zhe took two steps back and bumped into Zhou Feng's arms, a mouthful of blood overflowing from his mouth.

"Xuan Zhe?" Zhou Feng frowned and embraced the frail sword fairy. The face that had been smiling at him all day turned pale, as fragile as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

With an ugly expression, Xuan Zhe rubbed Zhou Feng's cheek with his palm, quickly retracted before he dodged, and tried his best to smile. "It's okay, it's just that I was shocked by the divine power, and it will be fine after a few days of cultivation."

Because the immortals in this world have long been lost, and now there is no more than a Xuanzhe Sword Immortal. Zhou Feng doesn't know how to transform the cultivation bases of immortals and beasts, and who is stronger than whom.

Now the sword fairy is like a frost-beaten eggplant, lying limply in Zhou Feng's arms, but he is not easy to drive people away. After all, he owed Jiang Yao back then, and it was Jiang Yao's god who saved him this time. soldier.

"The kindness of the predecessors, Yuxiang will be remembered in the heart, and he will be rewarded in the future." Yuxiang, who borrowed the divine power of the big bird, gradually became transparent as the god king left. It fell on Jiang Yao.

Doting and helpless, with a little unfinished tone. "Jiang Yao."

"Huh?" The magic soldier who has been with him day and night will become a man one day, and he will still be a handsome guy!Dear Lord of the Penglai Islands, Mommy, Mommy, what should she do!

A thousand words crossed Jiang Yao's mind, but she was not able to say them out, and then she asked in a reserved and gentle manner. "You are Yuxiang, my knife?"

"Jiang Yao, I'm leaving, be good." Yu Xiang answered irrelevantly, time is running out, and the time to transform into form is too short, he has to return to the Frost Snow Body to recuperate, and one day he will really be able to have a spiritual body The body may still have no real touch, but fortunately, the human form can always be seen.

"No, hey, I haven't had a good talk with you yet."

Jiang Yao realized later that she wanted to grab the young man's skirt again, but it was impossible, her fingers only passed through an air.

Lonely and confused, Jiang Yao tilted his head, looking at another drop of water dripping from his empty palm.

"He and I, in the small world, do we know each other?" Mrs. Jiang Yao belatedly finished this sentence, only to realize that Yuxiang had completely disappeared, but I don't know if he heard it.

"Heavenly Dao and you, what's the bet?" When the divine bird "threatened" Xuan Zhe just now, a pair of dark eyes looked in the direction of Zhou Feng, and he said "wait for a hundred years". Coincidentally, he It is exactly a hundred years since the devil in the previous life was resurrected in the current life.

If the bet between Tiandao and Sword Immortal Xuanzhe involved him, did all kinds of underworld really exist, or was it a dream of his own?

And why, his memory is lacking, and the only part seems to have been tampered with.

For example, when he was in the underworld, he had the impression that he had a teacher, but the teacher died tragically because of his burden, so he didn't think about it.

But after leaving the underworld, Zhou Feng suddenly found out that his relatives and friends only had a master who had already been buried in the earth, and he barely added a young green plum, Jiang Yao, who had grown up now.

Where is the senior brother from?

Everyone has rumored that Xuanzhe has a Taoist companion and is a negative Taoist companion, but he has never heard Xuanzhe mention anything related to this Taoist companion, but he is chasing after him.

His own past is even more confusing. If it is true that everyone said that he loved Xuan Zhe to the point of madness, and was stabbed to death by a sword when he couldn't ask for it, would Jiang Yao's attitude be the same as he is now?

It is said that the sword immortal who cultivates the ruthless way will be tempted.

Then this ruthless way of oneself is probably the real ruthless way.

Xuan Zhe knew that Zhou Feng would have to ask a question, but he didn't expect it to be so direct, without the slightest procrastination.

It's impossible to treat each other in silence, he can't refuse Zhou Feng's demanding gaze.

"Heaven and I, there is indeed a bet." Xuan Zhe closed his eyes, and from Zhou Feng's perspective, he looked extraordinarily innocent, with a distressed and soft-hearted face, but the cold-hearted Zhou Feng was unmoved.

"And then?" Zhou Feng continued to ask.

"The gamble of the way of heaven, you can't talk about it. I'll tell you when the ending dawns after a hundred years, okay?"

Although it meant refusal, Xuan Zhe used the tone of discussion, and Zhou Feng couldn't continue to ask further.

"Well, take care of yourself."

"I'm leaving."

It was Zhou Feng who said he would take good care of his injuries, and Xuan Zhe was the one who wanted to leave.

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Yao and Zhou Feng were stunned.

The author says:

Three more, there will be one more.