Ten God Emperor

More and more floating black sera, drifting toward the blue flame vortex, gradually distorted under the high temperature of the flame, and finally turned into milky white energy fluctuations, swallowed along the mouth of the cloud break in vivo.

Feel the black magic thunder that has been refining the green lotus fire into the body, turning into a pure energy, pouring into the limbs, and finally sinking, sinking into the sea, this quietly The subtle process of making him feel full of energy in the sea.

Since entering the Eight Stars Martial Division, he first absorbed some of the soul power of the sword spirit, so that the mental power that was originally in the state of great perfection was once again awesome, almost breaking through the great spirits and advancing into the spiritual master. The realm of the soul, under the nourishment of the power of the soul, the vitality of his body began to slowly climb up, close to the state of fullness and fullness.

"If you want to successfully enter the psychic, you still get the repair of the Da Da martial."

Feel the spirit of almost overflowing in the coffin, and the cloud breaks up the spirit. As long as he successfully advances into the realm of the psychic, he can temporarily seal up the magic seal for the dust and strengthen the Qinglinge. The seal, as long as the seal is re-reinforced for three or five years, he is able to take this opportunity to go down the mountain.

"I haven’t been in the family for a few days, and I don’t know how they are."

When I think of it, Yun Xing’s heart is filled with a bit of self-blame. If it is not the change that happened in Yaoyao, maybe Yun Mubai can also join the Qingling Academy through the hunting conference, so for the cloud home. The strength is not a small improvement. However, fortunately, Yao Yao’s inner resentment is only him and Yun Yue, but he will not be angered by outsiders. Yun Mubai did not come to Qingling College, and he must have returned to the family.

Shaking his head slightly, Yun Xing couldn't help but think of Lin Yaoyao and Yunyue.

"Yao Yao must have been brought back to the Sen Luo Temple by the bone messenger."

Although it was burnt and bruised by the purple phoenix fire, Yun Xing still had no hint of hatred for Lin Yaoyao. Instead, he had a deep apology. However, the hegemony of the purple phoenix bath fire was his knowledge. As long as there is a broader sky, In the future, Lin Yaoyao’s achievements will inevitably reach a terrible level, which is beyond doubt.

"Moon, are you okay now?"

Every time I think of the white figure that is in front of the raging flames, and the beautiful smile that looks like a bright moonlight, there is a faint pain in Yun’s heart. Yanhuang Valley is thousands of miles away from Qingling Mountain, and according to Mingchen, If you want to go there, you must have the strength of Wuwang. The long journey of cultivation is precisely because of the reasons that make him enough to persist, and then become less confused.

"I want to become stronger, Qinglian fire, give me a swallow!"

Yun Xing bite his teeth and sighed. Now the violently urging the green lotus fire in the body, pulling the more and more floating black magic Lei in the air to his body.

Looking at the figure sitting cross-legged, the black magic pulp that gathered around the body is almost thick to the essence. There is a strong color of the sword in the beauty of the sword. The pretty face is quite dignified: "I really don't mean Qinglian fire... even the violent energy of the black magic thunder can refine, but the master is determined to cultivate here?"

The sword spirit lotus stepped, standing beside the cloud rest, looking up at the black cloud in the sky, the dignified color in the beauty became more and more intense, and the few black magic mines that had fallen before were obviously not yet The power of the big, the thundering dark clouds, is still brewing the most powerful Thunder.

The thunder arc in the sky leaps and jumps in the dark clouds, and a gust of wind blows over the ridiculous ground. The figure that looks like an old man is still standing still, and the surging black thunder is like a tidal wave. Surging, accompanied by the roar of the lightning arc, slammed into the blue flame covered by Yun Xing.

As the refining energy continues to flow into the body, the energy of the rushing into the sea of ​​air, the cloud feels like being in the fire, the body surface wrapped by the black magic thunder, becomes red and hot. The majestic energy is constantly stirring in the body, and the faint energy mist almost overflows the body surface.

This kind of filling pleasure can not help but make him snoring, and suddenly slammed up and screamed in the sky.

The temperature of the body rises again with the vitality of the sea of ​​air. Between the faint, the skin is like a blood, and the redness alternates in the eyes of the cloud. Because the energy in the body is full of violent, the delicate face is Being swollen with some slight distortion, he was able to clearly feel that he was going to break through the rank barrier of the eight-star martial artist.

"boom!"

Yun Qi’s imposing manner climbed to the peak at this moment. A long voice came from his body. He slammed into the ground and threw his fists on the ground. The deserted land suddenly broke a small crack.

"Hey!"

There are a few fists on the ground, and the dust that is rolling is constantly flying. The cloud breaks like a beast, madly venting the body's enthusiasm. Under the shackles of the dull boxing, more and more cracks appear. However, he seems to be unconscious, and he still repeats the punching action until his hands are **** and still do not know the pain and tiredness.

"The owner seems to have inhaled too many black magic thunders, and now the heart is controlled by the arrogant energy."

Sword spirit waved the jade hand and gently opened the yellow dust. The beautiful eyes stared at the side of the cloud, and the jade hand gently waved, and a light blue light suddenly wrapped his body.

As the light blue light lingers around the body, the flaming surface of the body gradually fades away, and the scarlet color in the eyes of Yun Xiu has become thinner, and the movements of the punching and slamming have also stagnated, and the whispering breath is constantly coming from the mouth. Outgoing, obviously, this time in order to break through, he absorbed too much black magic thunder energy, and began to get mad.

Although it is only a step away from the Jiuxing martial artist, the horrible energy absorption speed greatly increases the load on his body, and the arrogant energy in the black magic mine contains the meaning of resentment in the soul of the waste sword. The resentment is hard to be refining and refining by the Qinglian fire. There is not much harm in absorbing some of it. However, if it is absorbed too much, it will confuse people in a short time. If it is not the sword spirit, the consequences will be unbearable.

The soft white light surging, constantly lingering in the body of the cloud, after a long period of time, he slowly calmed down the sharp gasping, wiped the sweat on his forehead, muttered to himself: It’s really dangerous...”