Chapter 24 Beiluo Zixiao

"Do you also want this mysterious book? Just take it."

Fengyun Wuji suddenly threw the Xuanming scroll in his hand to the free man: "In return, as long as you tell me, why do so many people know that Xuanming is on me? As far as I know, there are more than dozens of versions of the Book of the Underworld. How do you know that this book is true? Dazi San was stunned to look at Fengyun Wuji throwing the hot treasure of moxibustion to himself. He looked down at the three ancient seal characters on the cover, and couldn't react for a moment.

How does he know that Fengyun knows himself. Even if this mysterious book is the true book, he himself does not have the ability to keep him. It can only be a disaster to stay with things that are not blessed to enjoy.

For a long time, the free man turned around, sighed for a long time, and returned the mysterious book to Fengyun Wuji: "These treasures are not what people like me can accept.

As for the problem you said, I can tell you.

The free man suddenly stopped and looked up and down, with strange light in his eyes: "Have you only been soaring for more than three years?" That's good. It seems that everyone knows it.

"That's it," Dazi Sanren nodded. "In three years, the practice can be compared with an ordinary human master who has practiced for more than a million years. The mysterious book is really endless! It is worthy of the martial arts created by the Holy Land of the Underworld.

This time, it was Fengyun Wuji's turn to be surprised, and a bad feeling surged into his heart. He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this matter: "I have been flying for three years now, but this has nothing to do with the Xuanming Book."

The free man showed an expression of understanding, but Fengyun Wuji knew that his understanding was fundamentally different from what he said. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"I just don't want this mysterious book to fall into the hands of people in the demon realm. It doesn't mean to rob it. You can keep this book by yourself.

My martial arts is limited, and I can barely do it for the people in the devils of the wind and demons, but I can't do it when I meet other people who have suffered a lot of harm... This thing has been coveted by the world at present. Be careful of everything.

In addition... This mysterious book is the most precious treasure. I'm afraid that there is only this kind of treasure that can make a first soar in the world soaring in strength.

"No... In fact, the reason why my skills soared in a short period of time is that... My skills are completely master's master's ability, "Your master is innocent?" Da Zi's face suddenly changed, and he said coldly.

"That's good, how do you get..." "Humph!" The free man turned around and walked out: "I treat you with sincerity, but you bully me.

The cold pool is innocent. I saw him when I came, but you said that your skills came from his mastery.

Hum! In this ancient world, no one knows that once he loses his whole body, he must become flying ashes. If he passes on his merit to you, there is no reason to survive.

... take care of you!" After saying that, the free man had already flown to the dark. Obviously, he left with full of dissatisfaction and anger.

But Fengyun Wuji ignored it at all, and the strong shock made him unable to resist. Even if the sky collapsed and the earth fell, it was just like that.

"Master is not dead?!" Feng Yun Wuji muttered to himself, almost unable to believe his own ears: "I saw him turn into flying ashes with my own eyes. How can anyone have seen him? ...What's going on?!!" Do you want to know what's going on? Let me tell you, hehe..." A delicate and beautiful voice came. Feng Yun Wuji looked up and saw that above the peak, a woman in red looked at him condescendingly. There was a green porcelain cup in the woman's slender and white palm, and she was drinking. By the woman's side, a man was barely handsome. The man in purple held him in one hand and the same wine glass in the other, but the man looked up at the sky, as if he was thinking about something.

"Who are you?" Fengyun Wuji is vigilant in his heart, and there are enough mysterious people who have appeared these days.

"I!" The woman in the red skirt laughed, leaning forward and backward, laughing inexplicably. The man beside the woman seemed to be awakened by laughter. He looked back at the beautiful woman in red, gently patted her on the back, and smiled on her mouth.

"I'm here to kill you!" The woman's laughter was suddenly restrained, and her beautiful face was full of frost. As soon as the voice fell, she gently jumped down from the peak of thousands of feet and turned into a red light and flew towards the wind and clouds.

"Tianshan Liuyang Palm!" The woman raised her hand and clapped six palms, each of which turned into a blood sun in the void, which came to Fengyun Wuji.

The six-wheeled palm print emitted the heat of melting gold and stone, and even the temperature of the whole space rose sharply.

"Demon Sword!" A huge chaotic sword broke out of the ground under Fengyun Wuji and greeted the six rounds of blood with a roar.

Boom! The wind was strong, the sand flew away, and the demon's sword spirit hit six rounds of blood almost at the same time. After making a loud noise, it was annihilated at the same time.

In the mist, a red shadow rushed out, and the white and red palm prints on the chest of the wind and clouds.

Fengyun Wuji's body swung back, but he had already avoided the sneak attack.

"Hehe, you lost."

The man at the top of the cliff suddenly appeared in the corner of Fengyun Wuji's eyes. Fengyun Wuji felt strange in his heart. He subconsciously looked up and was stunned to find that from the top of the cliff to his side was full of the man in purple, and each man in purple maintained a different posture.

"This man is so fast that the shadow hasn't dissipated for so long."

At the thought of this, Fengyun Wuji became more and more afraid of these two people.

The man in purple seemed to feel what he was thinking. He looked at him with a smile, then turned around and looked at the woman in red gently. He opened his hands and hugged him gently. His chin gently rubbed on her bright long head and smiled.

"Hmm! I don't believe I can't kill him!" The woman in red did not struggle and let the man hold her, but her eyes passed through the man's arm and looked coldly at Fengyun Wuji.

"Ha ha, you're not good. It's obviously agreed that you don't need the characteristics of the aura.

Hehe, Xi'er, if you don't use the magic aura, it's absolutely impossible to hit him. This man has cultivated a strange body and can't be used at all.

If you can't restrain the wind, you can't hit him.

The man was shocked by the details of his martial arts skills.

"Hehe... I was not going to kill him in the first place."

The witch named Xi'er suddenly smiled, like a tree full of red flowers, and the branches were in full bloom.

"Yiyun, you have to do it quickly. There are more and more people here."

"Ha ha... There are a lot of people. Is there a lot of people in our Beiluo Zixiao Sword?" The man named Yi Yun took a sip of the light green wine in the green jade cup and said.

As soon as the man's voice fell, in the four fields of the empty mine, countless flags were suddenly raised from the distance, and every breath was quite strong.

"The purple shirt falls from the north, the world is invincible, the purple night does not come out, who will compete with you!" The dense figures in the distance approached quickly, and these people were all dressed in unicorn armor, lined up and stepped into the air.

The leading is the chariot carried by four masters. Under the wide tent, a beautiful woman in a purple skirt is poking her head out of the tent. Looking at the man and woman from afar, she said in a delicate voice, "Yiyun, Sister Xi'er, I'm coming. Look, this time I Come here to help, isn't it good..." After saying that, the woman made a cute grimace, stretched out her tongue, and smiled proudly.

The man named Yiyun sighed, looked at the woman, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You tune all the masters of the faction. If the enemy invades, what about the Zixiao Mountain in the north?" The beautiful woman jumped out of the tent and rushed into Yi Yun's arms.

"Purple shirt, hehe, you really followed."

The beautiful woman named Xi'er gently stroked the woman's long black hair, and her eyes were full of doting... "Ha ha... Sister Xi'er, didn't Yi Yun say that many people are easy to do things, and things that can be done by a group of people can never be done alone.

Look, I was very obedient and called out all the masters of the pie.

The purple shirt raised its head, and the lovely face made Fengyun Wuji feel amazing.