The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

Leaving the sight of the two, Ye Zhen stopped and waited for the time to mature, pointing out, the broken demon spirit that had escaped beyond a hundred miles disappeared instantly.

This demon spirit was naturally Ye Zhen's intentional release. As for the purpose of doing so, it was to give himself a reason to leave, so that Bai Zihua could never die.

If you say what is the most important plot in this world, the feelings of Hua Qiangu and Bai Zihua are absolutely number one!

He broke the hero of Bai Zi's painting to save the beauty, and then made Bai Zi's painting dead, and then when the Qian Qianhua went to Shushan, he completely annihilated the idea of ​​Hua Qiangu to stay long.

In this way, at least the relationship between the two must be completely changed!

Although this approach may be disgusted by some Virgins or guardians, Ye really doesn't care. People don't destroy themselves for their own sake. They haven't hurt anyone, but they have prevented a tragedy from happening.

I have received evaluation points, and I have enjoyed tranquility in spending thousands of bones and long stay. Why not do all things beautiful?

Of course, this plan is not completely feasible, after all, no one is sure in the future, in case Bai Zi draws a hand to save him?

What if Bai Qianhua is an idiot?

The timing was right, and after Hua Qiangu's father swallowed his last breath, Ye Zhen finally appeared.

"Brother Mo Bing! My dad ... my dad ..." Hua Qiangu cried, but never managed to leave tears.

"I'm late, your father's soul is gone, otherwise ..." Ye Zhen said in a deep voice.

"It's no wonder Brother Mobing ... Daddy ..." Hua Qiangu still cried.

Ye Zhen looked back, calmly glanced at Baizi painting, and Xia Zixun appeared suddenly.

This Xia Zixun was one of the Five Immortals, but did not give people a sense of immortality, but there was a kind of suffocation, but it was right to come, it came from the Temple of Seven Killers.

Speaking of the Temple of Seven Kills, Ye Zhen did not have much dislike for this martial art. In Ye Zhen's view, although the Seven Killers are in the Devil Realm, they should be the most true one.

"Who is this person? A big tone." Xia Zixun looked at Bai Zi's painting with a smile, and seemed to be happy and grateful that Bai Zi's painting could not be saved for the sake of door regulations.

Bai Zihua looked indifferently at Xia Zixun, but did not reply. If it were not for Xia Zixun, maybe the immediate tragedy would not have occurred.

Bai Zihua knew that Xia Zixun could not be blamed on this matter. If he violated the rules, no one could stop it, but thinking of the mortals who were killed under the hands of the big demon in these days, Bai Zihua's heart was a little heavy.

"Huh!" Xia Zixun snorted coldly, her purpose had been achieved, it didn't make much sense to continue to stay, and the change became a flash of light flying away instantly.

"Let your dad get into the ground for peace, toiled for a lifetime, so the result is not too bad," Ye Zhen whispered.

In this way, if he listens to his population, he will feel Ye is really gloating, but perhaps because of his pure heart, Hua Qiangu felt that Ye was really lonely.

Bringing Hua Qiangu's father's body to a place without scenery, Ye Zhen swept his sleeves, the ground muddled like water, just breathing effort, and the grave pit was dug.

The training had reached the last day, and the next day, Bai Zihua left.

And three days later, Ye Zhen also left, but for the sake of insurance, Ye Zhen secretly left a sword in Hua Qiangu's body. It would not trigger until the real life and death.

The three-day relationship between them has been increasing rapidly, but what really pleases Ye Zhen is that this relationship is friendship, at least temporarily.

After learning that Hua Qiangu decided to go to Shushan in these few days, Ye Zhen's mouth slightly tilted, looked at the sleeping Qian Qiangu on the bed, and turned and left the house.

Walking slowly, without alarming anyone, it took seven days for Ye Zhen to return to Lingtian Pavilion of the Shushan School.

The back mountain where Lingtian Pavilion is located is said to be a back mountain, but it is actually an independent mountain. It is extraordinary and guarded by a hidden array. There is no way to enter or exit except for an iron chain leading to the main peak.

The Lingtian Pavilion is not just a main hall, there is a small group of palaces behind the main hall.

Behind the palace group, there is a cliff called Star Watching Cliff. Amazingly, from the bottom of the cliff, it is covered by heavy clouds and mist before reaching the middle of the mountain, but from the top down, these thousands of miles and even Tang Dynasty The capitals are all looming.

There was a flash of light beside him, wearing a jasper skirt, standing beside him with a little less consciousness than a little fox.

"Master!" Said intimately.

Ye Zhen flicked his sleeves lightly, the stones were peeled into a chessboard, and two stone stools plus a few chess pieces.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. How about playing chess with me?" Ye Zhen whispered.

"Huh!" Zhixin naturally agreed, as long as Ye Zhen spoke, he would say that it was just playing chess, even if it was ...

Above the cliff, in addition to the sound of the wind, there is a crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard.

I do not know how many days and months, in Ye Zhen's perception of the power of the soul, the other day, the Qingxu Daochang was invited by a long messenger to attend the succession ceremony of Baizi painting.

But this time, in the face of verbal difficulties such as the head of Penglai Ni, the head of Wen and so on, the Qingxu Taoist elder **** did not answer.

"Hum! Let's have you in the future ..." Qingxu Dao sneered in the heart. "It's just ... It's a long time, my brother went down the mountain for nearly two years, and I don't know when he will return."

However, at the end of the main hall, when the re-entering door was about to return, Bai Zihua suddenly appeared in front of Qing Xudao.

"Qing Xu see the Supreme!" Qing Xu Dao Baizi painted salute.

Bai Zihua nodded his head slightly to indicate the return of a gift. "Is there a disciple named Mo Bing in your door?"

"Mo Bing?"

Qingxu Daochang was puzzled and thought about the name of his disciple, but he still did not remember which one was named Mo Bing.

"In honor, my Shushan disciple is not named Mo Bing."

"Well ... since it's so empty, please come back," Bai Zi whispered.

Qingxu Daochang had doubts in his heart, but just after a long stay, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he said, "Isn't Mo Bing in Baizi's mouth the master ...".

The Minister of Qing Xu Dao didn't dare to confirm it, but felt that it was very possible.

"When I mention Shushan, I can keep Changbai's paintings of Xianbaizi paying so much attention. It is very likely that it is Ye Shidi!"

Thinking of Qingxu Daochang, he was going to go back and ask, but he turned back and stopped again.

"Since the younger brother is intact ... I will probably return after a long time. Instead of exposing the younger brother's existence in advance, it is better to wait for the younger brother to return first"

After making up his mind, the Minister of Qing Xu Dao directly urged the disciples in the door and quickly returned to the mountain!

However, it was half a month after the emotional Taoist leader returned to the mountain. Ye Zhen had not been seen. He had also visited Lingtian Pavilion to check it, but it was based on the practice of Qing Xudao. If Ye Zhen did not want to see it, where would he find it? Already.

But Ye Zhen did not wait, but waited for the disaster of the door.

Feeling the breath of Qingxu Daochang and the faintness quickly, Jianyi couldn't help but said softly, "Master, shall we not shoot yet?"

Ye Zhen kept his eyes on the chessboard, and said indifferently, "Not in a hurry, let me finish this game before I say it."

Chang Yezhen, the dying Qingxu Dao, didn't care too much. Don't say that he is not dead, but he is dead. He can be resurrected at any time as long as he wants. After all ... it is just a little old man who is better than Jin Dan at the beginning .

...

After much hard work, I finally came to Shushan.

Hua Qiangu wiped off the sweat on his forehead, looked at the huge archway in front of him, and wrote three words to Shushan School. Before he was too happy, he quickly covered his mouth and nose.

"Why such a **** smell"

I didn't know that my eyes were wider, and Hua Qiangu murmured, "Is the Shushan faction killing pigs?"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Zhen, who was far behind Houshan, almost didn't laugh.

However, Ye Zhen feels that Hua Qiangu is right. These disciples in front of Shushan have practiced for at least five years. Based on this aura of filling and the method of cultivation, they are generally only second-rate masters in martial arts. .

Even if the qualifications are extremely poor, the Shushan School has a good spirit. As long as you work hard to cultivate the innate threshold, you can easily cross it. There is no difference between being lazy and a pig.

I walked across the archway and walked all the way, looking at the dead bodies on the ground in front of the Shushan Hall.

As he ran to the hall in horror, he shouted the length of the Qingxu Road, which was a spectacle of reflection arcs. Normal people saw that the body was full of dead bodies and they turned around and ran. The more afraid, the more afraid the more rush.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Qiangu found the Qingxu Daochang in the hall, took over the six books of the palace palace and the Shushan swordsmanship, and was chased all the way by the clouded cat who was repaired by the peak of the building.

The next moment, the purple light flashed in the hall, and Ye Zhen and Zhixin stood in the hall.

A ray of purple gold pops out from the fingers will stabilize the Qingxu Daochang three souls Rongxin, and quickly repair the broken internal organs.

"Master ... you ... return ... return ..." Slowly opened his eyes, clearing the path of imagination and longevity.

"Quick ... Tie ... Tie Tian ..."

Ye Zhen glanced at him.

"It's the master!" Jianyi naturally understood what the master thought.

Jinyu streamer is far away at a fast speed, and Qingxu Road is long at a moment.

"Stabilize the mind, absorb the innate spiritual power that I broke into your body, break up, and stand up, maybe you can improve a lot," Ye Zhen whispered.

Seeing the bland color on Ye Zhen's face, Qingxu Daochang thought of Ye Zhen's strength, even if he temporarily lost the chain link, he would hurry up and begin to recover his injury.

Outside the hall, Yun Yan was tired of the cat-and-mouse game. With his initial practice in building the foundation, he flew into the wall and grabbed Hua Qiangu's neck against the door wall.

"Give up the book of the Six Realms, I can give you a happy life!" Yun Yan said coldly.

"Help! Help!"

But then, with a tight neck, Huai'an could no longer be called.

When he was about to suffocate, Hua Qiangu suddenly saw a white figure in the void from near to far, the speed was extremely fast, but he blinked, and the little point was near.

The person who came was Bai Zi's painting, but some people were faster than Bai Zi's painting. A shadow of Bai Yuqian was clear from the moment of blurring. Yun Yun was too late to react and was directly bombarded. He was also seriously injured.

"Who ... keke ... who?" Hua Qiangu curiously asked.

But the words haven't reached the end of the story, Jian Guang flies, severely injured Yun Yi, a spurt of essence and blood sprayed on Fei Jian, Fei Jian's glorious prosperity, it was as fast as the speed of Bai Zihua's flight.

Seeing this, Hua Qiangu eagerly said, "Sister, he is the murderer who killed Qing Xudao!"

PS: Thank you book friends for "ha ha ha ha" and book friends for "come confused", thank you, today May 15th, a few days away from May 21st.