Chapter 685

The snow and wind are vast outside, but the place where you look is like spring.

I saw the ice peaks around, and in the sun, it emitted light, and it would be in the middle of a clear pool, flashing with blue waves and scales.

Around the Qingchi, there are strange flowers and different trees, green grass, red flowers and green leaves, and butterflies and birds surround.

The central white fog in the Qingchi is covered with a shadow, which makes people want to.

"A wonderland of the world!" Huang forgot the enemy behind him, and the dog hardly uttered elegant words.

"Wow!" "

the little Lord spewed a breath of blood and muttered to himself:" when I saw his shadow and played a set of boxing techniques, I would be able to practice martial arts to such a degree. If I could get the teaching in person... "

"Little Lord, this is the Lord of the holy palace?"

"No, she is the master of my western world." The little Lord seldom answers him, but at this time he blurs with blood.

"Virgin of the west?" Huang paparazzi heard these four words vaguely and read them in a low voice.

Yi Heng was beside, but he didn't hear their brief conversation.

When you see the shadow of the man in the lake, all the scenery around you is fading away. The rest is in the clear pool, like the person in the bath.

A black Dao suit, white face, calm calm expression.

Although in the clear pool, but the water is not touched.

She waved gently, and the water around her seemed to hear orders, like a fountain, and slowly shot a note from the pool water and poured it on the green silk in her hand.

She was concentrated on combing the dark silk, and she didn't care about her unexpected guests from the ice hole more than twenty meters away.

More than ten white people behind the three were obviously surprised by this scene.

No one will expect that the hole they dug, just outside the thickness, is another heaven and earth.

It's not only another world, but also a different landscape.

After a brief shock, Bai Xu finally woke up, eyes of the fine light flashing, this time to attack the target is not in front of you?

Now right hand hit whip a wave, low roar way: "kill!"

At the same time, they woke up, and they moved their internal forces, waved their swords and rushed towards the three.

The three are no longer the biggest goal, so the eyes of the people are congested, and they are ready to kill the three people who are in the way.

The little prince held up his feet with his hands and wanted to escape, but then he was hopeless and powerless, and then he fell heavily on the ice, and his mouth was full of blood.

The sound of the blade breaking through the sky behind him came. Huang paparazzi breathed completely, turning his head and looking at Yi Heng.

Yi Heng eyes stare at the beautiful shadow in the pool.

Ten years later, the silk was full of silk and waist.

Never aging.

And I never lost half of my beauty.

The blade of the weapon is about to touch the back. The little Lord and Huang paparazzi have felt the pain of cutting from the back, as if the blade had pierced the skin and stabbed it into the back.

Hopelessly close your eyes, waiting for the pain of being separated, waiting for the soul to return to life.

Fortunately, they were in front of their eyes in the long life, and they thought of themselves secretly.

Suddenly, the man in the clear pool looked up to them.

Although the two closed their eyes, they could feel her eyes.

After the death, they were about to be separated and walked on their limbs, and they stared at the clear pool, and at this time, she could feel her eyes.

Right hand to Qingchi water gently a pat, more than 10 beads like with the eyes, instant hit on the edge of the weapon.

"Click, click..."

A sudden noise, behind the people suddenly broke into two pieces, at the same time, a number of steps back.

Only the whip in the hand of the white beard is intact, but he feels a strong spread when he is red.

"Pedaling" slide a few steps backward, try to make every effort, can be at the edge of the hole to stabilize the body.

He looked at the whip in his hand, and a white mark on it was very obvious, and he looked up sharply, and his eyes were frightened.

The water drops that come out with your hand have this power. It is self-evident that this person's cultivation is self-evident.

Huang paparazzi and the little Lord also suddenly opened their eyes and said in a low voice, "long life, the Lord of the holy palace!"

"Why should all the friends of Tao come here, and why should they hide and not see them?"

After sending out more than ten drops of water, they cut the blade of the army into two sections. After they were forced back, the person in the Qing Lake seemed to have sat down a trivial thing, but still looked at combing his hair.

He could not see his mouth open and speak loudly, but the sweet voice was heard by all.

The white beard old man has a red face, and the right hand will collect the whip, his hands long arch, and the look is respectful. He bends down and bows to worship. He is a disciple.

Just before I opened my mouth, I heard a loud voice in the sky: "don't be ill with your friends. I don't want to avoid seeing you in the pool."Yi Heng eyebrows pick, the pool of women, is the simultaneous interpreting of the Su siren, but after passing down, they scattered, and did not intend to find.

I didn't expect that she was here. What's more, she created the magic gate.

What about the thousands of years of foreign herdsmen invading the Central Plains?

The person who answered was also an acquaintance.

At that time, he pursued and killed himself thousands of miles away on the grassland of Zhongzhou. At the critical moment, he was suppressed by his own understanding of the way of snowflakes, and almost died at his own hands.

At last, although he escaped to his life, he left a terrible scar on his neck. Then he wanted revenge all the time, but he was still oppressed by himself and didn't dare to do it.

The Aohan tribe, which dominates the whole grassland of Zhongzhou, is the talent of Aohan selemo.

Yi Heng frowns suddenly.

At this point, it is extremely difficult.

There were nine people who came with selemo, all of them must be prairie friars sent from Xun hall.

It's no fault to occupy the grassland here.

However, I didn't expect to be preempted by Su demons. Now the dispute between the two sides has started. Do you want to help or not?

After helping Su demon demon, the demon gate will continue to be the backer of the grassland. In the next few thousand years, the people of Central Plains will be hard to escape the slaughter of grassland herdsmen.

Don't help.

"No way!" He secretly thought that ten people against one person, even if the Su demon demon demon skill is profound, it is not an opponent.

How could he see her surrounded and killed?

The old man with white beard took a deep breath behind him and was about to open his mouth to answer. But when he heard the rough voice coming from the sky, he knew that the man in Qingchi was not talking to him.

Immediately one breath is difficult to spit out, face red again, get up, look at the sky through the hole.

"Hehe, when did you become so polite? I'm afraid I'm checking whether my elder martial brother is here! "

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Ten figures fell from the sky, standing on the grass or treetops around the Qingchi, surrounded by Su demons.

"Ha ha." Selemo hit a ha ha, dry smile, way: "Su Daoyou think more, even if Yi Daoyou here how?"

"One in the mouth, one in the heart. The scar on your neck has been healed, so you forget the pain?"

"You, hum, it's said that Yi Daoyou had been in the temple for seven years, and had a great power in Chaoge. He almost killed all the monks of the seven halls, but finally disappeared. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Su demon raised his head for the first time, looked away from the green silk, and finally looked at selemo, staring at the scar on his neck.

Seremo's neck shrunk slightly, and his gaze was like a sword, which made him recall a very bad memory.

Immediately, he was slightly angry and said in a deep voice: "Yi Daoyou are extremely powerful with one to six. But are those six people Yi Yu's generation? So... "

"So what?" Su's face was no longer tense.

"So he either died with the fire friar who blew up Yuanying, or he was seriously injured. At this time, he didn't know where to hide to recuperate. Ha ha, but..."

"But what?" Su demons speak quickly and eagerly.

However, selemo slowed down a little, and seemed to appreciate her anxious appearance. After two breaths, he said:

"but no matter what the injury is here, how can it be recovered in 10 years and 100 years?"

"So you wait while he is away, and begin to unite and prepare for evil?"

"Hum! For evil here? We are the grassland friars. We were born on the grassland, so we are satisfied with the grassland. Why not occupy the grassland

"Cluck, in this case, why do you come here to preach your way and my martial arts

Seremo's old face turned red again and roared: "it's because you don't preach, but you teach some martial arts, which makes us unable to win the trust of grassland people. Are you reasonable?"

Hearing this, Yi Heng immediately understood.

The aura on the earth is very thin. It's not that you can't practice it. It's just that the effect of practice is really slow.

Maybe you can find a mortal who can practice, pass on his cultivation way, and then spend his whole life. Maybe he can only turn around at the beginning of Qi refining. What's the achievement?

Just like Jiang Ziya behind him, he practiced for 60 or 70 years, but he was able to refine Qi for four or five levels. He could not even use simple magic. All his abilities depended on the whip in his hand.

It's not as good as ordinary people's practice of martial arts. It's quick and can also play a big role in a short time.

Therefore, Su demon changed his cultivation skills into an internal skill that ordinary people can practice. If they taught them, they would be recognized by grassland people very quickly.

"Ha ha, that's your business. Why don't you teach martial arts?"

"Hum! Since you are here today, you will not be able to succeed in your tricks. From now on, the holy palace will no longer exist. Grassland people only practice Taoism and do not practice martial arts. "

"If you want to deal with me, you should think well. Are you afraid that my elder martial brother will come back suddenly and perform the duty of supervision? By then, you can't even find a place to reason! "Su demon see people more and more angry, but not afraid, but continue to bow to comb the green silk, a pair of people do not see in the eyes of the appearance.

Before selermo opened his mouth, he was answered by someone nearby, and he burst out and said, "what if we come here? The duty of supervision is not to allow us to interfere in common affairs. Now that we are fighting with each other, how can he manage it? "

"Yes, even if we can manage it, with the strength of ten of us, will we be afraid of him alone?"

"Aohan Daoyou, what are you hesitating about? Kill it. This grassland is our grassland and can't be touched by anyone!"

Selemo's chest ups and downs, staring at the Su demon who quietly combs her hair in the clear pool, seems to be wondering why she is so calm.

Yi Heng has a wry smile on her face. Seeing that Su demon's hands shaking slightly when touching her hair, she knows that she wants to seduce people to do it.

In the heart secret way: "the devil gate Saint daughter, is really difficult to guess, that selemo will be cheated!"