Along the way, they traveled through mountains and rivers, and they stayed overnight without mentioning them.

Many times, Zhao Xiaobai deliberately slept in a barren mountain to practice the two killing skills in an uninhabited place, and gradually became a little bit.

Since practicing sacrifices in Ningdu, the Purple Lightning Sword has been better equipped with his soul recently. If it weren't for the junior sister, he wouldn't have to ride a horse or fly on a sword, and travel two to three thousand miles a day.

Occasionally, I have also entered the game twice and got some equipment. He put on all the things he could wear. He is now confused: I have always added objects and magic defenses like this, and never attacks. What does it mean?

Every day, I chopped small monsters like chopping wood. I haven't even seen one of the yellow monsters. The level has been slowly upgraded, and the new map cannot be opened. I feel depressed.

Furthermore, can these defense functions really work in reality in combat?

Sometimes, he doubts: Why is my golden finger such a broken thing? Look at how good it is! I have a panel that can enlighten everything, I can kill everything, I can... and so much, so awesome.

But my fur thing is good, and I have physical and magical defenses little by little. Not only are I particularly picky, but I also... I don’t know if it is used for any fur!

He was really drunk. This made him secretly sigh to the sky several times: Mei Tianli, what do you mean? This game is used to do...

These days, there has been something that has always puzzled the little girl Ziyue: sometimes the senior brother deliberately found hardwood from the mountain, took out a delicate carving knife, and carved words silently.

But just engraving words, but why did you remove them after engraving them?

Thinking of the two so-called poems engraved on the cliff of Qingluan Peak when he was not out of the mountain, the little girl felt that the senior brother might also be very lonely.

Otherwise, why did he always like to carve it, carve stone and wood?

To count it, he has maintained his bad habit for several years, right? No wonder his handwriting is so beautiful.

Sometimes, the little girl thought in her heart: I’m afraid that few of the characters in this world can be better than those engraved by senior brothers.

...

About half a month later, the two passed the mountains and entered the high and cold unmanned grassland; two weeks later, human smoke from cooking reappeared in their sight...

What surprised the two of them was: after comparing and analyzing, they found that they had arrived at the Western Wilderness of Xiniu Hezhou! The whole land left Beishan thousands of miles behind.

Zhao Xiaobai thought about it and thought it was reasonable, because the two of them went in a deviant direction in the vast wilderness and crossed half of Xiniu He without knowing it.

When you could see the green crops on the roadside, the little girl's mood began to rise; but Zhao Xiaobai fell into confusion, and felt dazed in her heart, always feeling that she was being targeted by something.

But even if he lets his spiritual consciousness go to the limit, he has gained nothing, which makes him understand that this is not spiritual awareness, but a strong sense of self-consciousness as a cultivator.

"What exactly is it that can avoid my spiritual consciousness and follow me?"

That was a big deal! This thought scared him.

"But when I was in Cangwu, I made the scroll public just to avoid the strong coveting it! Could it be that the so-called crow that the little monk reminded me?"

"The Black Wind Twin Evils of the Demon Clan are of course very powerful, but even if they are cultivators in the upper three realms and mages in the middle three realms, as long as they have not entered the terrifying realm of "Sub-Saint", it is impossible for them to completely avoid my spiritual consciousness!"

"It seems that the possibility of the Black Wind Two Evils should be unlikely.

Is that horrible crow that is that scary? What is it?"

"Dingdang, Ding..."

The sound of swords suddenly came not far away!

When I looked up, the trees on the other side of the mountain were broken, the rocks collapsed, and people and rabbits rose and falcons fell. The dazzling sword light cut through the quiet mountains.

Zhao Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, listened for a moment, and suddenly screamed: "How is the rhythm of this sword strike... Qingluan sword technique! Which fellow disciple in my North Mountain is in front of me... No, no, I'm being scattered?"

The two of them came without making the next reaction. In a blink of an eye, more than ten figures jumped out of the foot of the mountain more than a hundred meters away, flying high and low, with some flying backwards and some screaming in pain.

There are also light green dust-like objects floating in the air.

A young Taoist in a purple-colored uniform was beaten by more than ten people. Although he had a flashing sword in his hand, he cut several swords on his left and stabbed his right several times, and tried his best to fight, he seemed to be in a mess.

He was so anxious that he screamed "hoho" in his mouth. It seemed that he would not last long and would be finished soon.

Zhao Xiaobai recognized who came.

Seeing that this person was jumping among the bushes like a flea, he couldn't help but smile slightly. The little girl recognized him and screamed in surprise: "Oh! This is the fourth senior brother, why are you still standing there? Hurry up, go and save the person!"

It turns out that this person is Bao Ruhei.

Seeing the light green dust fluttering in the air, and being sprinkled with dog food, Zhao Xiaobai felt so painful: You guys! How much Ma Fei San had you stole me? Is this thing useful to you?

A tycoon who is just like sprinkling fish and feed, and a tycoon who is like sprinkling dog food, doesn’t know how to burn it, it’s useless!

Ouch, my Ma Fei San...

When he was anxious, he flew up from his horse and shouted angrily: "Lao Hei! Lao Wu is here!"

"Go and go, hurry up and go!"

"Don't let it go again! I don't know if the baby sells his son to the world, right?"

The man suddenly heard an extremely familiar voice during the fierce fight. He no longer cared about how bored and hated the voice he had for the days on Qingluan Peak, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed!

After throwing out several handfuls of Ma Fei San, he suddenly burst out with a heart-wrenching laugh: "Hahaha, the magic weapon is coming from the sky! My Bao Ruhei's life should not be lost..."

"Zhao Laowu, you are here just in time. Come and rescue you!"

"Ma Bi! This group of people is so vicious that they have killed people!"

Then, his sword technique suddenly changed, blocked several sword lights, and then flipped backwards, falling to the ground. Although he fell to bite, he also rushed out of the encirclement.

With a "swish", he stood up and shouted at the enemy with a grim face: "Grands, grandsons, are you very fierce, right? You're done now! Don't you see who is coming?"

"If you want to kill me? Don't ask me who I am? Humph, stupid!"

When he said this, Zhao Xiaobai saw the space he flashed out, and a sword burst out. There was no trace of sword light, but the fire was dazzling. The dust floating in the air suddenly burned, and the green smoke soon spread out...

"Ahem! Cough..."

In the treetops and forests, someone suddenly started to cough. A woman shouted, "No, it's very poisonous! I feel my head is getting bigger and bigger! Everyone hurry up and yell!"

"Oh my uncle! What kind of poison is so powerful that it can actually poison the immortals who cultivate their true sacredness?"

"His cat's running, if he doesn't run, he'll be done!"
Chapter completed!