435 returns to heal wounds, blood light suddenly appears

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In addition to the big sun, there are also three rounds of hot sun hanging, which are the three immortal kings of the Immortal League, Qingxu, Xuanfa and the new heavenly master Fengming.

A moment before Xue Chen jumped out of the boundary, they sensed the strong space fluctuation here, and the king's hegemony extended. Although Xue Chen had jumped away, he found that the boundary had a large area of cracks.

Although I don't know why, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The three immortal kings knew what to do without discussion. Then Huanghuang Haori swooped down, ignored the space, and attacked the boundary of this area.

But the will of the twelve temple lords has been concentrated here. He began to repair the boundary first, and at the same time mobilized the power of the gods of other regions to awaken the whole Dharma gods, and they were twelve, and they fought against the three kings again.

This battle was earth-shaking, making the sky change color, and the wind and clouds cried. No matter the disciples of the Eastern King Sect stationed in the boundary, or the monks of Wanxian Mountain outside, they could feel the terrible storm in that area.

But the war did not last. After the boundary was completely repaired, the three kings knew that no matter how much they attacked, they could not break it, so they gave up, returned to the high altitude and then released the divine oppression and confronted the Lord of the Twelve Temples.

In this way, the war returned to a stalemate.

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After Xue Chen escaped from the boundary, he continued to perform the four-pole jump, leaping through infinite dimensions, floating light and shadow, surpassing the speed of starlight, and no one can keep up with his shadow.

His goal is naturally Wanxian Mountain. In fact, he has a four-pole space imprint in the cave in Wanxian Mountain, which is convenient to connect, so that the jump channel trajectory can be simplified and faster.

However, Wanxian Mountain is a king fairy weapon. For the instinctive defense of all external energy or things, Xue Chen, who was jumping, was suddenly rebounded by a wave of invisible pressure. At the same time, Xianshan opened the defense and suppressed three 'sneak Xiaoxiao'.

Bang bang bang!

The third young master just fell into the street at the foot of the mountain, and a transparent divine beam of light was suppressed above the three people, making them unable to move.

And this shock made the monks on the street shocked. They jumped to avoid the big pit one after another. Looking at the pit, there were three people with swords lying in the pit, full of blood stains, messy hair, and a serious injury.

"Wh! Isn't this Tianyu San and San San Musketeers? Someone exclaimed together, and everyone followed the discussion:

"How can they get hurt? Who hit it?"

"It goes well that it must have been done by the Xingjun elders of the Eastern King Sect. The three of them have been crazy to sweep the station of the Eastern King Sect during this period. The limelight is too popular. Naturally, the Eastern King Sect will start first."

"Well, it seems that we should be careful about our actions recently and avoid the storm for the time being."

Not long after, the law enforcement team of the Fairy League rushed over, and their faces were burning with anger. Let's see who dared to steal into Wanxian Mountain. After being caught, they must be severely tortured.

But when they saw that it was the three swordsmen, the law enforcement team was in trouble. They knew that these three were the third young master of Tianyu and did not dare to deal with them privately, so they had to send a letter order to report to the alliance elders.

After a while, a signal was sent from the mountainside. Under the strange look of the law enforcement captain, the signal dispersed, turned into strange symbols and integrated into the pillar of light. Then the beam of light dissipated automatically, and the pressure on the top of the three people's heads also convergent.

Obviously, Xianmeng does not intend to trouble the three people.

"What a trouble! It was already unlucky enough, but I didn't expect to be bullied by the broken mountain, and the skeleton almost dispersed, hiss! It hurts!" Ling Xiaotong got up and muttered as he moved.

Fei Yuntian also stood up slowly and calmed down, but there was still a trace of happiness in the depths of his eyes.

Xue Chen's face is relatively pale, his footsteps are floating, and the vitality of the four pole magic power is very large. Coupled with the previous injury, his body is almost to the limit, and most of the Xianyuan ocean stored in the acupuncture space in his body has dried up.

"It seems that we should close down and heal our wounds as soon as possible." After discovering Xue Chen's situation, Ling Xiaotong immediately came to help him and began to walk towards Xianshan Mountain.

But even in this situation, he didn't forget to complain and said to the front of the street: "Get out of the way! If you hit me and hurt me, it will be compensated. Now, it will take at least a dozen five-grade elixirs to heal me!"

Listening to this, the monks on the street changed their faces and stepped back one by one to give up a broad road.

Ling Xiaotong is naturally extremely complacent, like a proud rooster, making obscene 'gaga' treacherous laughter.

As soon as they went up the mountain, the three rented a high-class cave. The environment was elegant and beautiful, but it didn't matter. They were looking at the most central spiritual spring, always spewing pure fairy liquid and full of energy.

According to the official introduction of the Fairy League, Lingquan is a branch pulled from the Wangpin fairy vein in Wanxian Mountain. The fairy liquid is rich and the mystery is profound, containing a trace of long natural vitality, which can nourish the fairy body and relieve injuries.

Then, the three sat around the spiritual spring, took out the remaining nine rain marrow crystal pills, and began to swallow and refine, and meditate.

Due to the fierce war, the three people are very seriously injured, especially those who are lurking in the body, constantly destroying the flesh and blood muscles and bones, and the magic acupuncture points. If they are not removed in time, they will leave hidden wounds.

This retreat is three days and three nights. There is a cyclone oscillating on the top of the three people's heads, swallowing the spirit spring essence, refining and absorbing it. The cultivation recovers little by little, and it has been improved.

When he woke up, the spirit child got up and jumped twice. The dragon and tiger were fierce, his face was red, and then he suggested, "Come on! We share the treasure. This time, we have robbed a treasure house. It's a big deal, haha!"

Immediately, the cave is full of all kinds of treasures, and some of them are not qualified to be loaded into the treasure house of Dongyu Hall. There are all kinds of pure gold and silver, fairy stone elixir, animal bone demon skin, and fairy elixir. The six eyes of the three people are submerged by the colorful Baoxia.

As the saying goes, the brothers settle accounts clearly, and the three of them share the stolen goods seriously. It's fair and just. It's useless for Ling Xiaotong to play scoundrels, and at most take advantage of it.

At the end, there are only nine days of Yunying and thirty-six Yungang thunder swords left. Judging from the perspective of attributes, it seems to be a treasure that Dongyun Hall should have. In fact, it is not true. Yunshuang, rain and snow are good at collecting materials in the cloud.

"This cloud is too ordinary. Let me deal with it, refine it into a beautiful auspicious cloud, and then take our three swordsmen everywhere to pull the wind." Ling Xiaotong made a suggestion at this time, but his eyes were rumbling, trying to occupy a private place under the public name.

"Cut!" Fei Yuntian curled his lips with disdain and retorted, "Do you want to pull the wind? Then it's better to melt into the wings of my flying car and add the functions of wind and drift.

"No!" Ling Xiaotong refused decisively, but he couldn't think of a good reason to fight for it.

For a moment, the two of them stared with big eyes and the atmosphere became solemn.

"Cough!" Xue Chen, who has always been a peace man, still fulfills this responsibility at this time and said:

"The harvest is almost in my hands. I took a big advantage. You have divided these two treasures;

Fei Shao, Jiutian Yunying will give it to the child. These thirty-six cloud thunder swords are also extraordinary. I will help you melt and change the shape, turn it into a knife, and integrate it into your split knife. The power of cloud thunder can increase the flying break!"

After listening to Xue Chen's analysis, Feiyun Tian's eyes lit up and he was not polite. He nodded directly and agreed, "Thank you."

Therefore, Xue Chen recruited thirty-six Yunang thunder swords, which was originally a set of advanced sword arrays, but it did not reach the fifth grade. And the three of them are used to going alone. This set of sword array has some chicken ribs for them. It's better to melt into a knife.

With a bang!

A white flame ignited on Xue Chen's right hand, which is the embodiment of the high compression of Wanhua divine light. Thirty-six fairy swords quickly melted and turned into a ball of iron pulp.

Continue to refine, the iron pulp shrinks into a drop, and finally even vaporizes, condenses into a wisp of sharpness, echoing each other, blending and dispersing, successfully retaining the prohibition of the combined sword array.

"Come on!"

Hearing Xue Chen's low voice, Fei Yuntian immediately shook his sleeves, and the black and silver split knife shot into Xue Chen's hand.

"Rong!"

Xue Chen's hands waved the track of yin and yang, and the Wanhua divine light outlined the white jade symbols one by one, exuding wonderful mysterious fluctuations in the fusion arcane.

Under the cover of the brilliance of the rune array, the impurities in the crack knife are purified. At the same time, thirty-six wisps of gas are absorbed, and then some cloud lines and lightning are derived on the knife surface.

At first glance, the spirituality of the whole flying knife has improved a lot, and the sharpness has soared by three inches, as if it is going to fly to the sky and break the clouds.

Brush! Fei Yuntian hurriedly took in to watch and touch. A rare smile appeared on his cold face, and we could know his inner joy at this moment.

"Hey hey!"

Ling Xiaotong came over in a hurry at this time, eagerly stared at the Wanhua flame in Xue Chen's hand, licked his face and said, "Xue Shao, can you help me refine Jiutian Yunying?"

Xue Chen glanced at it, then collected the flame, pretended to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and said, "This injury is just right. I'm not strong enough. I'll do it when I have time!"

"How can this happen? You are so biased! ..." Ling Xiaotong immediately opened his mouth and stared at him and began to play emotional cards, saying that their brotherly friendship was more than Jin Jian, and they boasted how good this Tianyu combination was.

And Xue Chen also cooperated with him to play. Anyway, it sounded good. Finally, when the child's saliva was dry, he nodded and said, "It's okay to be a little tired to insert a knife for my brother's ribs."

And Fei Yuntian ignored their poor acting skills at all and focused on communicating with the spiritual communication of the split knife.

After that, Xue Chen began to refine the nine-day Yunying for the spiritual child, and the clouds were originally scattered and impermanent. In order not to hurt its spirituality, Xue Chen had to work slowly, and the light flame flowed in, slowly penetrated and washed away the impurities.

In the end, the white clouds were sacrificed by him to derive the brilliance of white jade. After the transformation of the divine light, it is more mysterious in terms of change.

"Okay! Look at my means, the ever-changing God is forbidden!" Ling Xiaotong got up with great joy, and the already prepared array forbidden lines were flying all over his body. At this moment, they all poured into the white clouds.

Buzz!

The white clouds are oscillating, splitting and combining, changing thousands of times, turning into nine sky dragons, colorful phoenixes, royal thunder dragons, swallowing winds and other mythical beasts.

There are still five halos covering, but it is relatively dim, because this five-grade fairy treasure has just been practiced for the first time, lacks spirituality, and needs to be nourished all year round.

Ling Xiaotong took it in. After practicing the Xianyuan Festival, he kneaded and played with it like a cotton ball. After kneading it into a white jade belt, he put it on, and showed off to the two people: "Isn't it cool?"

Fei Yuntian just looked up and glanced at it, and then ignored it.

Xue Chen continued to cooperate and deliberately dragged the long voice: "It's so cool, oh, oh..."

But speaking of the back, his voice suddenly trembled, and then there was no sound in his throat.

And he himself did not notice it. A wisp of black and red blood light appeared on the seal hall, which was the disaster of blood light, and Fei Yuntian and Ling Xiaotong saw it and were shocked:

"Someone is cursing you!"