Chapter 2249

Name:Shura God Emperor Author:Tian Teng
With the blood on the ground, as well as the fierce smell of the monster, Xiao Yu soon tracked down to the place where the poor and strange was located, which turned out to be a ruined place similar to a temple.

The temple is extremely large, and the whole is in a state of gray and black, and along the way, the night is gradually darkening.

Broken walls and craggy rocks may be the reason for the dim moon, adding a kind of mystery and antiquity around.

This place is quite different from the western region tombs and the repressed ancient atmosphere of the South cloud region.

Stepping into this area, it is more like having a kind of breath from ancient times.

In the temple, it is dark, but for Xiao Yu's level or soul cultivator, it is no different from daytime.

Xiao Yu has not entered, suddenly there is a fragrance of the air floating out.

"Someone?"

Xiao Yu had some surprise in his eyes, because if it was not for the fragrance, he would not easily find someone in it.

The reason why he didn't find it in his first consciousness was that the breath in it was almost hidden so that he could not find it without deliberately exploring it.

In short, the breath inside must be extraordinary!

At least it is different from those so-called zhenzhuan disciples such as Luo Yihong who Xiao Yu met.

In this trial, a finger can count all the things that can reach this level.

His heart moved, this fragrance, let him have a kind of familiar smell.

"Who is it?"

"Whew!"

Xiao Yu hasn't stepped into it yet. Suddenly, a competition suddenly comes out.

This white competition, seemingly soft, but full of a sharp edge, and with a cold breath inside.

Xiao Yu frowned. The edge was very powerful, but it contained a kind of murder.

Although all the students who entered the examination were competitive, they showed such hostility, as if they had a blood feud attitude.

Xiao Yu murmured, pinched his finger into a sword, and the wood Yi thousand blade suddenly waved it out.

The white Pinyin was torn into two pieces on the spot by the wood Yi thousand blade. The posture of overwhelming force poured directly into the temple.

Yes, Xiao Yu is also with a kind of killing machine in it, and also added some strength in it.

All the people inside are going to kill people. Can Xiao Yu still be kind?

"Eh?"

But who knows, the sound inside suddenly became light. Then, Xiao Yu's wood Yi thousand blade just lost its breath.

Xiao Yu frowned. It was not that muyiqiandao had lost its breath, but that muyiqiandao had been dissolved.

That is to say, the man inside, when he was just urging the white light competition, was not his real strength. He also kept his hands.

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, his face appeared a kind of indifferent look, and then, step by step, he stepped in.

The man inside did not seem to move, until Xiao Yu came in.

Inside, it was as dark as ink. Standing at the door of the ruined temple, Xiao Yu looked at the bright eyes. His heart was full of emotion, but he soon recovered his calm.

Xiao Yu found a place to do it alone. He searched for some wood and raised a campfire.

The fire light slowly lit up the whole temple, and finally revealed the figure inside.

It was a woman in white, cold as ice.

Her white dress is better than snow, her temperament is refined, and her face is like a city. Even if she is illuminated by the fire, she still has a sense of dust.

This person is Zhao Xin.

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