The Dangerous Cultivator

Chapter 423

As soon as the words fell, the two of them started their hands together. In an instant, there was a strong wind in a radius of tens of feet, and the air was compressed rapidly.

Xu Yi sneered slightly, looked at the sky, full of determination, his thoughts were everywhere, his dantian suddenly boiled like a boil, and in mid-air, the gray sun suddenly shot out dazzling brilliance. Under Xu Yi's continuous control, the gray sun gradually showed signs of tearing, and the depths of the sea of ​​air also collapsed little by little...

Suddenly, a beautiful shadow appeared between Xu Yi's eyes. At this moment, his heart was broken!

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Even if he turned into a demon, even if he confessed his feelings to Xu Yizhi on the cliff on a snowy night and was rejected, Xia Zimo did not experience the pain he is experiencing today.

In the beginning, she sat still in the cave, as if awake from sleep, seeing Xu Yi give up his life and dignity, she felt extremely sad.

Afterwards, when Xu Yi used an astonishing strategy to wipe out all powerful enemies and put all the Xumi rings on her arms regardless of her injuries, she already realized what Xu Yi was going to do.

The panic, despair, and fear in her heart almost suffocated her to death.

Later, when the cave was highlighted, Xu Yi would rather be besieged by the heroes than to throw her out.

The moment he fell into the lake, Xia Zimo knew that the farewell at this moment might be forever.

At this moment, Xia Zimo's heart was broken, cracks appeared in the strong atrium, and blood shot out, puffing out a mouthful of blood.

With a thought, a pair of colorful wings the size of palm-leaf fans spread open, and the mighty river parted from both sides. With a swipe, Xia Zimo flew up from the bottom of the lake and jumped onto the break.

The unparalleled beauty, with a pair of colorful wings, actually releases a shocking mystery under the cold moon.

The four eyes met, without saying a word, but it was better than a thousand words.

Xia Zimo's sudden appearance ignited the scene in an instant, and everyone stared at Xia Zimo in a daze, as if watching a miracle created by the Creator.

Fan Moke and King Jiang Bai were also stunned. The two only learned from the information they received that there was a strange monster and how extraordinary this strange monster was.

But short, boring language is no match for seeing it in person.

In today's world, how could there be such a strange monster.

It's a long story, but in fact, Xu Yi stopped bursting his dantian, Vatican Moko, and King Jiang Bai did not extinguish his killing heart.

Even because of Xia Zimo's appearance, the two became more eager to kill.

In just a moment, with one shot and one spear, the two evil soldiers were solidified in the hands of the two of them. The next moment, the two evil soldiers appeared at the place where Xu Yi stopped at almost the speed of space movement.

A strange thing happened, Xu Yi disappeared from the original place, two evil soldiers collided and disappeared invisible.

What's even more unbelievable is that the strange monsters tens of feet away also disappeared, literally disappearing under hundreds of pairs of eyes.

Nothing could be more destructive than this. They were as tough as Jiang and Fan, and they almost didn't cry.

The two chased for hundreds of miles in one breath, their soul thoughts were fully released, not to mention capturing the traces of the two, they never found even the slightest clue.

Even if Vatican used the secret method to trace the source, he could not collect any information.

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"puff!"

Xia Zimo spewed out a mouthful of light blue blood, lifted his heavy legs and feet, dug up the soil, and suppressed the blood.

Green onion leaned on a broken stele, looking around, he was on the bank of a barren mountain, a few miles away, there was a mountain village, where he stepped on, it was a random graveyard, and there was a straight road to the west.

How can such a ghostly place be a shelter? Xia Zimo wanted to move his body, but unexpectedly, the jade hand that was holding on to the mottled and broken stele was released, and he fell down.

Bang, Xia Zimo fell into the mass grave, and hit his head on another ruined stele. After countless years of erosion, there were no writings on the broken stele, only traces of words that had been inscribed remained.

"I can't move anymore, just lie down here, the barren mountains are silent, the stars hang down on the plains, it's not bad to sleep here forever."

The galaxy is shining, the mountain breeze is blowing, the thatch is swaying like a ghost, Xia Zimo is lying deep in the grass branch, looking at the sky, the ground, the near, and the far...

In fact, she was so badly injured that she might never live again.

This point, the knowledge Xia Zimo learned from the dream clearly told her this, but Xia Zimo still used the forbidden technique with three rows of "remember".

At this moment, her description was extremely bleak, she couldn't see anything unusual about her body, but her complexion was as pale as a floating corpse soaked in water for ten months. The most terrifying thing was that the pair of colorful little wings had lost their feathers and shriveled completely.

What's even more frightening is that when her abdomen was injured, she used a forbidden technique to move for three thousand miles, and then she gritted her teeth and flew for more than a hundred miles. At this point, her body was exhausted to the limit, her abdomen was ripped apart, and her vitality was about to die.

The mountain wind was blowing, and a few dry grasses were blowing up, covering her face, covering part of her sight. She even lost the strength to shake her head to shake off the dry grass. Her eyes were still fixed on the stars in the sky, and the corners of her mouth suddenly turned to the sides, "You want to pay off the debt, but there is no way, and I want you to pay it off in this life. You can dislike me, but you will never forget me, yes, you can't forget..."

The look in her beautiful eyes seemed to be a child who had defeated the older child next door.

"Quack, quack..."

Suddenly, a gray crow landed on the broken stele. Not long after, another pair of shiny black paws pressed on the broken stele, but it was another crow, a black crow with a piece of carrion in its mouth.

Quietly watching the two crows feeding, I felt incomparable admiration in my heart. Suddenly, I remembered a poem that I could recite in my dreams.

"Ask the world, what is love, just teach life and death promises? Flying guests from all over the world, old wings often return to cold and heat. Joy is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiots. You should have words, clouds for thousands of miles, thousands of mountains and snow, who will only shadow go to... life and death promises, why do you even promise life and death, and only despise me as a demon."

A crystal clear teardrop slipped from the corner of the left eye, and she could no longer support the two extremely heavy eyelids, so she closed them slowly.

One day, two days...

The north wind blows the withered grass and the dust and sand, her body is covered by grass and ash. Gradually, the pile of grass and ash shrinks, stretches horizontally, and rounds up. In just three days, it turns into a round earth ball, lying quietly on this chaotic graveyard, among the thatch piles...

A full seven days passed, the round earth ball flashed a golden light, the earth ball suddenly split open, and in an instant, green yarns like silkworm clothes wrapped the contents of the earth ball again, and the wind gathered sand, turning into a earth ball again.

Another seven days, the soil ball cracked, and a woman wrapped in green gauze fell on the graveyard. The next day, a long line that almost reached the end of the sky passed by the west road. A purple gold carriage pulled by three pure gold angry lions stopped, and a white-clothed monk with sharp ears stepped down.

The alluring monk never even glanced at the grave, but he walked across tens of feet and found the woman wrapped in green veil.

The seductive monk stared blankly at the woman for a long time, and sighed, "It wasn't my Buddha's mighty power, how could I have created such a human elf."

"The benefit is in the northwest, and Kanzhen is the best. Master's hexagram class is getting more and more wonderful. Such a beautiful person is exactly what God wants Master to do."

A burly monk in green clothes and bare feet walked up to him at some point and said quietly.

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