Revival of the Gods

"Hey, Xiaomou doesn't believe it!"

Xiao Hua’s figure swayed and rushed out of the barracks. At the same time as his figure flew, Xiao Hua suddenly moved his heart and raised his hand to sacrifice his sword. He said in his heart, “Although Xiao can’t find Han Sheng’s change. Where, but the two of them are fierce souls, Xiao Mou, since Ling Yuanguang has already killed them, they can naturally find their breath..."

When I want to finish, Xiao Hua stands in the air, and the sword slams a finger, "嗖嗖..." It doesn't matter, the black and white light curtains are empty, and they fall precisely in the distance...

With the recovery of Yu Ling Yuan Guang, the sound of the wind and thunder inside the military camp disappeared.

"Oh..." Xiao Hua looked at the sword in his hand and sneered. "It’s just a fierce soul, and I want to fight..."

Just said here, Xiao Hua suddenly stunned, and shot his forehead: "Xiao knows! Since the evil spirit can also be formed, why Xiao can not put the soul in Xianying Xuanyuan days, let them help Xiao Someone opened Xuanyuantian?"

Xiao Hua’s idea is naturally whimsical, but he has no time to think about it now. Xiao Hua's figure fell, and the military camp was once again a mess. On the ground, there were deep cracks, like the ploughed farmland, but there was more flesh and blood in this farmland, which looked very bloody.

Xiao Hua’s promotion was set aside without saying a word, “Pumping and plopping...” All the disciples of the martial arts have kneel down on their knees and pleaded guilty.

A night attack actually killed more than 2,000 people!

Xiao Hua cold and cold road: "Qin Xin, Li Boyi, leisure green, what are you waiting for? Li Yi, Xu Minghao, they talked about the paper on the paper, I don't know if the night attack is still there, how do you have a lard?" Not at all alert??"

Qin Xin and other five major wars will bow down and have a fever on their faces. They have naturally been prepared for the past. They can be used for five or six centuries. Everyone has a constant practice every week. Everyone will have inertia. No one can think of a sudden meeting. There is a sunset, and suddenly there will be a night attack!

"Master..." Jiang Meihua whispered, "Since it has started a sneak attack, then... every time after that, it is possible to sneak attack, just like the surname Yu battle will be the same!"

"I still use you to say?" Xiao Hua sneered, and pointed to the sword on the military case. "The old man has already prepared for them!"

"Master..." Li Yi and others looked at each other and shyly said, "The disciples are wrong, and they have lost so many disciples. They also hope that the master will punish them, deducting me and other military skills!"

"It's natural to deduct! You can't say it!!" Xiao Hua is a little angry, this is another loss of disciples, tens of thousands of times, more than the previous experience!

Not waiting for Xiao Hua to finish, there was a movement of fire and thunder outside, and a communication fairy flew into the wind and fell before the military case.

Xiaohua’s **** points, “咔嚓” is broken, and the voice of a disciple comes out: “Hey, there are sneak attacks on the singers...”

"Look..." Xiao Hua smiled and said, "Sure enough, it’s gone!"

Said, Xiao Hua raised his hand and a little sword, "Hey..." The sword screamed, and Ling Ling Yuanguang broke out again.

But for a moment, the vibration outside the military camp disappeared.

Looking at the disciples, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and said with no anger: "This is a cure for the symptoms!"

"Yes, the disciple understands!"

"You wait!" Xiao Hua glanced over the disciples and said, "You have to deduct the military power from the fortification of the avant-garde, or quickly think about how to break it!"

"Yes, the disciple knows..." Qin Xin and Li Yi looked at each other, and they all smiled on their faces. They promised to go out afterwards.

"Thunder Road Friends..." Xiao Hua did not return, and said in his heart, "There must be work on this matter!"

"Do you have so many nymphs in your own life, can you not provoke the spirit of Yuan Ling?" Raytheon replied, "How can I not let them go?"

"They have more important things..."

After waiting for Xiao Hua to finish, Thunder really shouted: "Cut, isn't it necessary to open Xuanyuantian? Well, go poor and go, what income must tell the poor road!"

"Oh, Daoyou is afraid that it will not be!" Xiao Hua thought for a moment. "Does the Taoist friend have a splash of ink?" Why not??"

"Ha ha ha, hahaha..." Thunder really laughed, and his figure appeared on the side of the military case. "Is it still reminded by the Taoist friends? The splashing ink paintings are now deriving red dust in the poor gods and gods!" ”

"Silk..." Xiao Hua was surprised, sucking a cold airway. "Daoyou is still one step ahead of the poor, and it is still red dust in Xuanyuantian, and the poor road is not enough!"

"It’s not right!" Thunder’s real hand grabbed the sword, and the figure was out of the military camp. The smug voice stayed behind him. “The poor road was not the kind of opportunity of the Taoist friend. Now everyone is equal, the qualification of the poor road. Naturally revealed!"

"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled and returned to the starry array, sitting cross-legged.

Forty-nine Xianying flew out from Xiaohua's lower Dantian. They also sat around Xiaohua on the knees. Xiaohua saw clearly. At this time, Xianying's eyebrows flashed a pale gold totem. Different congenital gods banned different flames. Mixed with the Tai Geng glare, the bronze flame, and the silver of the fairy mark, the needle shape is opened in the sesame-sized Xuanyuan day.

Xiao Hua looked at the Xuan Yuan Tian of the fairy mark, and thought a little bit, and the mind entered the space. However, for a long time, Xiao Hua took the soul prisoner out and tried to send the soul prisoner to the Xuan Yuan Tian of Xian Ying. Unfortunately, he did not wait for the soul prisoner. Close, Chen Xiaoyun has already exclaimed: "Master, fast stop, small feelings of extreme fear, as if once entered, small will be swallowed in general!"

"Yeah!" Xiao Hua nodded and took Chen Xiaoyun and the soul prisoner into the space.

"The fear of others is not to enter Xuantiantian!" Xiao Hua looked at the fairy in front of the fairy, "They are foreign objects, into the Xuanyuantian, will be banned by the congenital god! And the immortal fairy cultivation practice, Then open up Xuan Yuan Tian... Isn't it just to deal with the power of soul repair? How can Xuan Yuantian allow other spirits to enter??"

Since other souls can't enter Xianxuan's Xuanyuantian, Xiaohua naturally can only think of it!

"Haha, haha..." Outside the military camp, the sound of the thunder's real voice sounded. "But the two souls, see the old man's hand!"

Obviously, the Thunder real person has just killed Han Sheng Han.

"The metaphysical day of this fairy baby can only be entered by the same spirit, then... these are the avatars..."

"No..." Xiao Hua suddenly came to wake up, and an unspeakable horror was born from his heart. "When the avatars were just split, they were still the soul of Xiao, when they were flying, but there were changes. They can't keep the previous spirits unchanged!!!"

Xiao Hua blinked his eyes and looked at the real people sitting in the distance, Feng Qi and Huang Tong. Because of the different light and shadow of the reincarnation in the space, Xiao Hua had some feelings. The souls of these avatars have been different from the souls of the Terran.

"Even if it is a sorcerer..." Xiao Hua thought for a while, and the mind went into the space, watching the sorcerer dancing in the Wushan space, the green light and the rhythm of the cave, and the dark road, "his soul is also different from the poor road!" ”

Thinking of this, the eyes of Yuhua Xiaohua fell on the imaginary shadows of three hundred and sixty sorcerers. These illusions seem to be lines and contours. In the eyes of Yuxi Xiaohua, they are some green essays!

Yuhua Xiaohua’s brows rose and suddenly became awakened. He smiled and said: “The poor road understands that the Wushu’s green text has the power to make a difference. The Wudao people’s body is a witch. He can use his green language to illusion himself! That being the case, the poor road can also..."

Yuhua Xiaohua took out the space, took a look at the eyebrows, and the soul silk explored. The two souls fell into a fairy-hearted Xuanyuan day at the same time. With the sound of the soul and the sound of the ghosts, one soul and two green and two ! These two green essays are the result of Xiao Hua's cultivation of the metaphysical gods. The two green literary verses are born together, and immediately merge together like Taiji. After a while, they gradually become apparent, and it is a human form!

"Big good!" Xiao Hua was overjoyed, a little bit of the immortal baby's eyebrows, the eyebrows congenital gods banned the golden light and fell into the human form, Xiaohua's eyes turned, and the heart rushed to the real person and said, "Daoyou, the poor road borrowed the ancient axe !"

"Good to say!" 龘 Real people are also taking time to cultivate, only a mouthful.

Xiao Hua’s mouth hangs and laughs, and the right hand turns into a dragon claw to take the Pangu axe out of the space, and gently shakes it. “Brushing” a rejuvenated virtual shadow falls into the hands of Xianying Xuanyuan Tianren. With the strength of Xiao Hua, it is impossible for the Pangu axe to be formed in Xuanyuan Day. However, at this time, the human form is in the golden light of the congenital god, and the golden light flashes, and the Pangu axe is forbidden. On time, a mottled axe Shape, condense in the shape of the human figure!

"Ha ha..." Xiao Hua was overjoyed, and when he thought about it, the human figure began to wave an axe in Xuanyuan Day!

Then Xiao Hua took another eyebrow, and another 718 and the soul silk fell into the Xuanyuan day of this fairy baby, and made three hundred and forty-nine personal forms, respectively waving a mottled axe to open Xuan Yuantian.

Xiao Hua wants to condense the 361th human form, but she can't give birth, so Xiao Hua waits for a dozen or so days. Seeing that this fairy baby is not abnormal, only in the other forty-eight fairy babies Three hundred and sixty people were arranged in the Yuan Dynasty.

"Ready..." Arranged these fairy babies and put them into Dantian. Xiao Hua actually felt exhausted. He clap his hands and took the Pangu Axe and closed his eyes.

In the meantime, most of the years have passed. ~www.ltnovel.com~Besides the military camp, it is still dark, Han Shenghan does not know how many times it has been killed, but they are still tirelessly delivered to the door!

In the end, even the real people of Thunder are a little tired!

"How?" Xiao Hua took over the Thunder real person, standing in the air above the military camp, watching the disciples of the martial arts practice, and asked Shangguan Yufeng, one of the seven disciples.

"Hey lord..." Shangguan Yufeng said, "From the point of view, it is still unsuccessful, but the disciples feel that the lord can try to let them face some 10,000-blade car arrays. After all, the actual tempering is more effective than the drill."

National Day Seven Days, plus three more chapters every day. Special thanks to the support and encouragement of the following representatives (in no particular order): Alan, lolitin, Thunder, idiot, tea egg, Song Xiaodi, reincarnation, shield, rain, Philippine, proud, dark night , return, favorite to sit on the bench, smelly mosquitoes, shrimp and fire, heart and soul, new, zfwz666, Le Shaoye, cola, month, see God and so on. There are also many Taoist friends who have not left their names, and other Taoist friends who have been silently supporting God. Thank you.

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