Chapter 695： Knife! Knife! Knife!

"You are a dreamless person, naturally it is difficult to understand! In my opinion, the young man has a big dream in his heart. This dream cannot be pretended by the gods! Even without religion! Even the Destiny Continent, It may not be able to pretend!"

"I have spent more than one hundred thousand years in the spring and autumn heat. It is my long-cherished wish to surpass my destiny, but in this life and this life, no matter how difficult it is to make progress, he is different. He dared to dream when he was younger than me. My dream may be realized in him in the future! If you don't believe it, let's wait and see!"

The ancestor of Tuntian still has the tone and expression of "all beings are drunk and I am awake" and "Lao Tzu is right under the sun", but Yun Ji discovered that when she was snuggling in his arms, she was right. This man can't be disgusted anymore.

I just feel that looking up at him quietly like this, listening to him bluffing is also very happy and sweet.

Yun Ji suddenly got angry again, twisted her body, and sturdily hammered the swallowing ancestor:

"Who said I don't have a dream? Yun Ji's dream is... to be able to live the rest of my life with the master."

"Are you not afraid of the master's task?"

"What task? I also hope that the master will make it clear that Yun Ji will not hesitate to go up to the sword and down to the sea of ​​fire!"

Seeing Yun Ji's very serious expression on her dignified face, she was very delicate, the swallowing ancestor licked her lips and smiled deeply, and held her waist up to the soft and boneless Yun Ji. Yun Ji was ticklish and giggled. Leaving Wangtian Pavilion slapstick.

At that moment, Yun Ji seemed to be floating in the clouds, and the master had never been so close to her.

But she soon regretted it, because the difficulty factor of the task of the ancestor swallowing sky was too high, and Yun Ji was so tired that she almost collapsed.

Afterwards, Yun Ji did not complain at all. On the contrary, it was sweet. She couldn't lift a single heart from Yanlong Villa. She only hoped that in this life and this life, she could protect the foundation of Yanlong Mountain for the ancestor of Tuntian.

Youdao is:

The rotten wood was blown by the spring breeze overnight, and thousands of red flowers blossomed.

The couple smiled and expressed their grievances, and their feelings became more depressed.

"Senior Baihu, please give me a move!"

"Elder Lei Kong, please give me a move!"

I don't know the silence at all, I have indirectly saved a love that spans a thousand years.

The saint of blood python did not fool him. There are indeed strange objects hidden in the crystal palace, but it is not the five-color primordial stone made by the legendary mother earth mending the sky, but a "good fortune picture" in the form of a mural in the crystal palace. There are 13 in total.

In the Crystal Palace, the silence recovered quickly, and he soon woke up. Under the instigation of the saint of blood python, the silence became interested in the content of the mural.

The first mural, which records the story of the creation of ten thousand creatures by the earth mother at the beginning of the creation of the world, is quite rewarding...

It's a pity that with the silent cultivation base, I can only see the first three murals when I am desperate. The murals behind are protected by the original power of the Crystal Palace, and the silence cannot be broken.

Silent noticed that the original power of the Crystal Palace was very powerful. He had an intuition that perhaps the Crystal Palace itself was already a sacred destiny!

However, before he could study it carefully, he was bounced out, and the Crystal Palace disappeared out of thin air!

"It is said that there are seventy changes in the Mother Earth’s breath. Although there is no five-color primordial stone in the Crystal Palace, it is also related to the Mother Earth. It must change every once in a while. Now you have three mural inheritances, and you steal it. Have fun!"

Although the tone of the saint of blood python was a bit harsh, her words were fair.

The Empress of the Green Python has occupied the supreme opportunity for 100,000 years, but she has never seen the Crystal Palace personally until she died. It can be seen that the opportunity of destiny can be met, and the silence can have today's adventures, which is a very lucky person.

When I was silent out of the Yintan, I realized that the surrounding environment was very familiar, it was the Wanzhong Mountain Range.

After that, I saw the space between the north and the south in silence, and there was a white tiger fighting against the huge phantom of the jinta, and then I knew that the supreme war was about to start!

At this moment, he was already standing between the two supreme sacreds, forming a situation of incomprehensibility.

"Silence! Don't think that if you delay the female emperor's merits, this elder will show mercy to your subordinates! When I act, I will be dead. Why would you dare to ask me for a trick?"

Seeing the silence persisted repeatedly, Lei Kong realized that this kid didn't seem to be joking, his complexion suddenly became more solemn, and his voice grew colder.

Before he opened his mouth in silence, Lei Kong had already drafted a draft in his heart. In his opinion, Silence would definitely answer with "Just rely on me to frustrate the female emperor's triple dharmakaya" in order to prove his strength and means to resist the Supreme.

At that time, Lei Kong will ruthlessly tell the silence that the Empress Green Python is just a scum and scum in the supreme, and you can't even beat her, how dare you hold it in front of this elder?

After listening to silence, he was naturally discouraged, and his fighting spirit withered. By then, Lei Kong had defeated the Lord Baihu, so he accepted his silence as a disciple, and cultivated it well. He wanted to use his silent aptitude and gift, even if he could not win the master’s succession. One person does the same, but it is not a big problem to enter the top 20.

But in fact, Lei Kong thought too much, silently twisted his eyebrows, waved his hands, and said solemnly:

"Senior, don't show mercy!"

"I……"

Lei Kong took a deep breath, and just before forcibly suppressed the power of the thunder in his eyes that was ready to come out and could destroy the world, he snorted coldly, and said:

"Since you want to die, okay!"

As he said, he swept his eyes to Lord White Tiger on the opposite side. The two of them always kept a distance of fifty steps. They did not advance one step, but they did not retreat. At this moment, Lei Kong pointed his finger in silence, and then turned to Lord White Tiger Channel:

"I won't protect him anymore, you just shoot!"

Silence still looked as usual, his eyes swept back and forth on the faces of Lei Kong and Baihu Lord, before he said quietly:

"I hope that the two seniors will keep their promise. If the kid takes a trick on each of them, the two seniors will stop there!"

"I also hope that after one move, you can stand and talk like you are now!"

Lei Kong shook his head and sighed, watching the silence like a idiot, another piece of good material died midway.

"Swordsmen vs. the first creed, don't kill unarmed people!"

Venerable White Tiger’s eyes condensed, his left hand was thrown, and a long knife was thrown at an extremely tricky angle. There was a rapid sound of "sa". It was the rapid sound of the blade cutting through the air. The back is cold.

Silent and indifferently took the knife, starting with a very heavy hand, but it was not a big problem to wield it. He squinted his eyes and took a look at the blade. It was as shiny as snow and bloody, as if forging a blade from the polar cold snow, and with ten thousand dead blood. It was made by quenching and opening the front, feeling strange in my heart, and could not help but praise three times:

"Knife! Knife! Knife!"

Lord Baihu’s long sword is formed from his saber teeth. It is neither a treasure nor a good sword. Silent felt that it was just a "sword", a purely natural sword. A knife that cannot be described with words that describe other weapons.

Silent and tightly held the handle of the knife, he had an illusion, at this moment, it seemed that he had also become a swordsman in the same way as Bai Xiaolin. "Young man, I admire your spirit of not being afraid of death. Even me, it has been a long time since my blood boiled like this! Do you know how much I want to break your stomach with a knife in my hand? I want to see you How big is your heart? See if your blood is red and hot like magma!"

Venerable White Tiger waved his hand and brought the heroic and heroic. As the tiger robe danced, the tiger descending from the mountain approached silence step by step.

The power of the kingly way was crushed, and the wind and thunder rose suddenly, like a drum of war.

Shen Meng's gaze overlooked the silence high, and his voice was like a tiger groaning:

"The silent story ends here!"