The Mighty Female Immortal - Chapter 2410

Chapter 2410: Recruit again (one more pink)

In the vision of the monks, you will see a singular peak, a blue giant sword inserted there, and the treasure is empty.

"The sword is born!"

Everyone in the heart was happy, and they flew in the air and flew toward the Dufeng.

"That... there is another person!"

When these monks flew near, they finally saw a woman sitting next to the sword and sitting on the knees. This situation caused them to be shocked and stunned.

"No!" A monk suddenly looked up into the air: "It is the robbery cloud, the woman repairs to rob! Run!"

"Hey..."

That is to immediately turn around and run, not to run! If it really rushes over and is locked by the heavens, it will be miserable! The other monks also immediately smothered their heads and fled.

The peak of the peak.

Xu Ziyan looked up at the robbery cloud that was gathering in the air, then turned his head and looked at the Thunder Giant Kendo:

"Thunder the Great Sword, how many years have you recovered?"

"70%!"

"After this thunder, how much do you expect to recover?"

"I don't know, it depends on how powerful your thunderstorm is!" Thunder's giant sword paused: "When you are robbing for a while, you don't have to worry about other things, just running the world to quench your body and quench your body." Give the rest to me."

"But... there is no 12-layer practice in the quenching of the heavens and earth!" When it comes to this thunder, Xu Ziyan’s eyes are bright: "Did you have already derived it?"

"No! But even if you use the eleventh layer of exercises, your body will improve, because this is a thunder. Not to mention that you still have the eleventh layer of exercises, even if you don't, as long as you can If you live in a robbery, there will be a little improvement."

"understood!"

Xu Ziyan nodded, then closed his eyes and began to run the eleventh layer of the earth. She didn't care much about the upcoming thunder, but now her body is already on the second level of the Holy Class. The thunder of the Tianzun period is really not worthy of attention.

The clouds in the sky are getting richer and thicker, and the sky is completely covered by a huge whirlpool. Thunder and lightning in the whirlpool, violent, the pressure of destruction fell from the sky.

The pair of far-away monks once again felt that they could not support it. This kind of Tianwei made them tremble and fled one by one to the distance.

"what is that?"

The monks who came from afar lived in the footsteps and looked palely at the huge clouds in the air. This kind of pressure is something they have never seen before, let them feel the trepidation from the depths of the soul.

"boom……"

The robbery cloud of the sky opened a huge portal. Thunder and Thunder will ride the Thunder and the horses, waving the thunder hammer in the hand and rushing toward the Xu Ziyan tide below.

"That...what?" The monks who watched in the distance were pale, and they did not rob them. Their thunder was lightning strikes. When did you see such a robbery?

Xu Ziyan opened his eyes and looked up. The corner of his mouth passed a smile: "This time there are no more Thunder Xian soldiers. Are they all Thunder?" Well, there are more Thunder horses..."

"boom……"

The dense Thunder fairy will ride down the thunder and ride the horse from the sky, like a huge waterfall rumbling to the Xu Ziyan bombardment.

"Hey..."

The Thunder giant sword suddenly violently violently, and a sword went. I saw that Thunder, who had already fallen to the top of Xu Ziyan, was about to lift the thunder hammer to the top of Xu Ziyan’s head, but it suddenly shattered and turned into a purple scorpion, and the explosion continued to spread over the sky...

"boom……"

Xu Ziyan and Thunder's Great Sword are shrouded in dense purple scorpion. Disappeared in the criss-crossing thunder.

Within the forbidden area.

After the loss of nearly 100,000 monks, the three tribes finally wiped out all the blood. Every monk is a guilty conscience. Although the level of these blood people is not high, it is too difficult. At the last moment when they are completely destroyed, they will continue to turn into smaller blood people, which is a headache.

At this time, every monk realized that it was not simple, and what scared them was that they could not go out now. Being trapped here, if you can't get out, and there are still a lot of these blood people, they will be killed bit by bit sooner or later.

At this time, in their hearts, they also remembered Xu Ziyan. There is no doubt that among these people, there is no one who can understand the formation of the law, and whether he can leave this place, the final hope is still pinned on Xu Ziyan.

"No virtual brother, purple smoke?" The rhythm followed a lap, did not find Xu Ziyan, but saw the sword is empty.

The sword's gaze glimpsed and glanced around, and the figure flew toward the mile: "Thank you, purple smoke?"

The gaze of Wanli also looked around and finally looked at Xu Qinyang's body: "Qin Yang, purple smoke?"

Xu Ziyan glanced around and saw a panic in his eyes: "I don't know!"

At this time all the monks, including the Yaozu and the Mozu, looked around, but could not find the trace of Xu Ziyan, one by one, could not help but sink.

Is it that Zi Ziyan has fallen?

The eyes of the people could not help but glance at the bodies on the ground, and their eyes were shrinking, because the bodies on the ground turned into a dead bone, and the flesh and blood on the body disappeared. Who.

"How is this going?"

Some monks exclaimed, and those monks and monks immediately sank into the gods, and then their faces changed color. They felt that there was a trace of blood in the ground going deep into the ground. It seems that there is something that is absorbing those already The blood of the monk died.

"Ziyan... she... will not have an accident?" Ma Jingying said weakly.

Xu Tianwo glanced at him: "Of course not!"

Ma Jingying shrank her neck: "Where... Where did she go?"

Xu Tianlang did not pay attention to Ma Jingying. There was a trace of irritability in his eyes. The gods spread out and looked around for traces of Xu Ziyan.

"Sirius, don't look for it!" With a thousand miles of voice with a trace of anxiety: "She is not here."

"Take the predecessors, then... Where did the purple smoke go?"

There is no word in ten thousand miles, but the look becomes more worried. In fact, everyone’s mind has a speculation at this time, that is, Xu Ziyan has fallen, but no one wants to say it. Even today's Mozu and Yaozu, they hope that Xu Ziyan can live, because only Xu Ziyan is alive, they have the hope of leaving this place.

Half-sounding, Xuan Kongling played against the disciples: "Remaining in place!"

The disciples of the sects immediately sat on the ground and swallowed the elixir into the interest rate adjustment. Other monks also sat on the ground and entered the interest rate adjustment. Regardless of the life and death of Xu Ziyan, these people still have to continue.

Time passed by in silence, and after two hours, monks began to open their eyes.

"Qin Yang!" Xu Tianwo and Xu Xingfan walked to the side of Xu Qinyang. Shen Sheng said: "What do we do now?"

Nowadays, the people who can be the masters of Xu family are Xu Qinyang, Xu Tianwo and Xu Xingfan. After Xu Qinyang and Xu Xingfan have flew to the Zhongyuan Galaxy, Xu’s size and affairs are presided over by Xu Qinyang, and Xu Qinyang is indeed very capable. Strong, so at this time, Xu Tianwo and Xu Xingfan did not come to find Xu Qinyang.

Xu Qinyang sighed softly and pressed down the panic in his heart: "The purple smoke will not go wrong, maybe she has entered the depths alone."

Xu Tianwo and Xu Xing's eyes brightened, and Xu Qinyang went on to say: "We must guard the disciples in the Taixu sect, waiting for the return of the purple smoke!"

"Good!" The panic in Xu Tianwo and Xu Xing's eyes gradually disappeared, and replaced it with a firmness.

In the next three days, the team continued to advance, encountering blood people constantly, and the three tribes did not repair much. However, these blood people were very difficult and cost a lot of energy for the three tribes, but Xu Ziyan never appeared. The monk also did not see the hope of leaving here.

This day.

The monks have just annihilated another wave of blood attack and are in the midst of rest. Xu Qinyang held his hand on a high ground, his eyes gazed into the depths of the darkness, and there was a sound of robbing the air behind him. Xu Qinyang concealed the worries in his eyes, but he did not look back.

"Qin Yang!" The voice of the voice rang from behind. Xu Qinyang turned around and saw the body shape of the words falling behind him.

"Predicting the predecessors!" Xu Qinyang was also in the past, but he showed enough respect for the words.

The rhetoric went a few steps forward, and his eyes looked deep into the darkness. Xu Qinyang also turned and stood with his voice, and the dark wind blew the clothes of two people and hunted.

"Qin Yang..." The words hesitated, and finally sighed: "I know that you are very sad, I am very sad..."

"No! I am not sad!" Xu Qinyang immediately interrupted the rhetoric, and even revealed a slight disappointment in his voice: "She will not have a purple smoke!"

The words followed the silence, but in the end he whispered: "Qin Yang, you have been a family leader, can not be emotional."

This time it was Xu Qinyang’s silence, and there was a kind of sadness floating on his body.

"Oh..." The rhetoric sighed with a sigh: "Qin Yang, with a monk who is too imaginary, return to Zong Zong."

Xu Qinyang looks a glimpse, but the rhetoric is directed at Xu Qinyang’s eyes: “If the purple smoke is really degraded, do you think that too imaginary can still support it? The hostility of the Mozu and the Yaozu, even if they are able to take advantage of the Taoist friends, can they block several faces?

You were originally a disciple of Yuzong, and you will return to the emperor's sect! I have already asked for advice from my friends..."

"How do you say by the seniors?" Xu Qinyang snorted.

"He will not take care of the things that are too imaginary, and you will stay."

"What about the seniors?"