Chapter 321 Nine Shadows in One

"Uh..."

Looking at the underworld that disappeared in the void, Hong Yu and the dead mouse were stunned. Unexpectedly, as the patriarch of the clan, after losing the Fang Tianhua halberd, they were so straightforward to leave without stranding.

"Squeak... The mouse said, it was so surprising that the bird man left like this." The dead mouse blinked the mouse's eyes like two beans, with an unbelievable face. Turning his head and looking at the Fang Tianhua halberd in Hong Yu's hand, the dead mouse shouted excitedly: "Fang Tianhua halberd with the power of faith, Hong Yu's bastard, it's so cheap. Shit, the power of faith, I'm going to drool.

The eyes of the dead mouse greedily looked at the Fang Tianhua halberd in Hong Yu's hand. Looking at that, if it could be used, it would definitely fly over and compete with Hong Yu.

He rolled his eyes helplessly at the dead mouse. Hong Yu reached out and stroked Fang Tianhua halberd. He remembered the power of Fang Tianhua halberd when he fought with Mingtian just now, and his heart was also uncontrollable joy.

The only regret is that Mingtian's cultivation is obviously not weak. With his current cultivation, he can't refine this square sky painting halberd and become its real master. If he can't refine him, he can't exert its power to the fullest. However, Hong Yu believes that it will be refined one day in the future.

"This square halberd belongs to me from now on." With a faint smile, Hong Yu inserted Fang Tianhua halberd on his back and did not refine it. Hong Yu could not put it into his mind.

Next, Hong Yu and the dead mouse guarded the edge of the space crack that entered the Huanhe faction. He held his elder's unrivaled magic knife, and his black hair was automatically windless, and a strong murderous intention emerged all over his body, as if he were a god of murder. Now, he sticks to this, and no matter who commits it, he will not hesitate to fight with him.

The battle with Mingtian, the patriarch of the Dapeng clan, soon spread all over the ten southern barbarians. After receiving this news, each clan was extremely shocked. The result of this battle was so surprising that even Fang Tian's halberd was confiscated by the Dapeng clan, which sounded like a fantasy.

"What kind of friend did this girl Yan have made? She actually defeated the patriarch of the greenhouse and took other people's weapons!" On the Phoenix Tree, Jinxi, the patriarch of the Phoenix clan, gently rubbed his forehead with his jade hand and shook his head funnyly. Thinking of the sleepy and unconscious teenager in the arms of the girl Yan that day, he sighed in his heart: "What's the hell is that guy? Looking at his cultivation and combat effectiveness, he is actually so strong..." < /P>

Hong Yu's combat effectiveness is strong, but the most important thing is that he also has a magic mouse from the beginning of chaos. If she could understand this, I'm afraid she won't sigh like this.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and the golden light over the southern sky of the 100,000 mountains has not disappeared, but also shows signs of victory. This huge golden light pressed on the hearts of the barbarians like a huge stone, making them breathless. They all have an ominous foreboding that the ten southern barbarians will no longer be calm from now on.

In the Huanhe School, nine ancient pavilions still rise and fall with the lifeline of the Yan Fairy. Within the nine ancient pavilions, the Yan Fairy is still closing her eyes to practice and understand the powerful mysterious methods handed down from her ancestors. Above her head, the nine beautiful shadows are still spinning quickly with the beauty fairy, and there is a huge golden light behind her.

Unconsciously, these nine shadows finally united and suspended above the beauty fairy. In the faint, it could be seen that her white clothes were floating and the green silk was flying, which was extremely holy, which made people couldn't help but worship.

"Uh... nine remnant souls have now become one!" Looking up at the shadow above Yan Xianzi's head, 36 stunning female killers were quite surprised.

"This is..." The slender hand gently rubbed her temples. Molan frowned, pondered for a long time, and suddenly said, "I understand. The legend is wrong. These nine shadows are actually not the remnant souls of the ancestors, but the remnant souls of the ancestors were sealed in these nine ancient pavilions. Now, the unity of these nine shadows is the complete ancient souls of the ancestors.

Hearing Molan's words, the remaining 35 female killers suddenly realized. Yes, the unity of nine shadows is the complete ancient soul of the ancestors of the barbarians. The legend of the nine souls has been circulating for endless years, and they will not break through at this moment.

How powerful the ancestors of the barbarians are. They have been sealed for endless years. Now they have been brought out, but they are still powerful and holy to be worshipped. If they were ordinary practitioners, not to mention the endless years of silence, only nine souls will be completely extinguished.

In that distant past, who was it that would be as strong as the ancestors of the barbarians! Or, as the legend says, is it sealed in nine ancient pavilions by the vast power of Buddhism in heaven and earth?

There is also a legend in the world that the body of the ancestors of the barbarians was sealed in the 18th level of hell.

Of course, this is just a legend. No one knows what the facts are.

Looking at the cracks in the space, the persistent Hong Yu and the dead mouse slowly appeared a pleasant arc on the corners of Molan's mouth, and a trace of emotion surged in her heart: "This guy is doing his best to protect the leader of my happy faction. Well, if he is not a great man, he is just a... straw bag! Ha ha!"

She smiled playfully, but saw that in the nine ancient pavilions, Yan Xianzi's quickly rotating delicate body slowly stopped, and her beautiful eyes, which had been gently closed, slowly opened in the huge golden light, and a touch of blue color passed by her eyes.

As her eyes opened, a powerful breath suddenly burst out, making the blue silk on her head suddenly fly up, as if no green silk was full of energy.

"Is it successful, leader?" Looking at her like this, the thirty-six female killers and their delicate little faces were all happy.

Hearing the words, Yan Xianzi, who was sitting in the void, shook her head gently. Her eyes slowly swept over the thirty-six female killers and said with a shallow smile, "There is still one step left. Next, I will usher in a powerful divine penalty. If I pass, I will directly buy a great success. When I welcome this heavenly punishment and the most vulnerable time, you must stick to it and not let other barbarians take advantage of it.

"Hmm." Thirty-six female killers answered together. Molan's slender hand was high in the sky, and Hong Yu outside the crack was faintly visible. He smiled and said, "Shang, you see, that guy is doing his best to close it for you. We have heard the sound of a heated fight before, and I'm afraid to drive away a strong man who wants to take the opportunity to kill you."

looked up with Molan's slender hand and saw the hidden figure in a white gauze skirt. The fairy sister's face slowly bloomed into a dazzling flower: "Ge, this little brother, it's not in vain that I spoiled you so much before!"

She was relieved that the little brother was so dedicated. Maybe others didn't understand the magic of the little brother, but she knew it very well.