Cultivator In Martial God World

Above the roof, a woman in a goose yellow dress is sitting on it, with bright eyes, white teeth, fair skin, willow leaf brows and long braids with long hair. The shoulders drooped.

Her legs are dangling, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hands, and squatting, saying that the skin of melon seeds was thrown all over the roof by her.

Yang Xuan just glanced at him, then turned his head, divine sense spread out, trying to find out the location of Xiao Hua.

There is no trace of Xiao Hua nearby, Yang Xuan faintly muttered to oneself, and said to the woman: "Have you seen a little girl in a red dress?"

The woman spit out the skin of the melon seeds in her mouth and laughed: "It seems that you are Bai Qi, little girl, I haven't seen it, but this Miss has been looking for you for a long time."

Yang Xuan has actually guessed that she is probably the Ling Xin'er, but at this time he has no intention of wasting time with her.

He pondered slightly, he had already displayed his figure and moved towards the south of the city.

Just a few steps away, I saw Ling Xin'er descend from the sky and land on the head of a stone lion on the side of the road. He threw the melon seeds in his hand, and then patted his hand: "Don’t hurry. I heard that you squeezed me out of one. Let us fight and see if you are really that great."

Yang Xuan ignored her, divine sense continued to spread, but still I didn't see Xiao Hua's shadow.

Thinking about it, he flew up and stood in the air, but suddenly his eyes narrowed.

He saw a string of blood on the road not far away, pointing towards the south of the city.

He concentrated on divine sense, and all explored the past to the south of the city.

He "sees" it, an old man with a shabby dress, holding a little girl in his hand, walking slowly on the road.

At the moment his divine sense looked at the past, the old man turned his head strangely and smiled in his direction.

The picture disappeared strangely, Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, murderous intention appeared, and then the body moved, ready to fly south of the city.

At this moment, a purple brilliance flashed, passing in front of him, making him forcibly stop his figure.

Ling Xin'er is already standing in front of him, and a purple light next to him is slowly dissipating.

She has a trace of anger on her face, she seems to be dissatisfied with Yang Xuan's attitude.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Xuan said coldly.

Ling Xin'er sneered, and a purple light appeared beside him: "Fight with me first, and then go not too late."

Yang Xuan patiently: "I Now that something is going on, get out of the way."

Ling Xin'er gently stretched out his hand and took the purple light in his hand. This time Yang Xuan saw clearly that it was a purple whip.

Ling Xin'er said: "Don't let it, unless you fight with me."

Where Yang Xuan has the skill to entangle her with her stubbornness, prepare before moving slightly. Bypass her.

I don't know Ling Xin'er, but he doesn't let it go. With a wave of his right hand, the purple light suddenly appeared, and he threw it directly at Yang Xuan.

hong long!

In the sky, a purple smoke suddenly appeared. In the smoke, there were countless purple lightnings, criss-crossed, forming a large net, and pressing towards Yang Xuan. Come here.

Yang Xuan’s eyes became cold. If he has free time, maybe he can look at Yan Feixu’s face and play a few hands with Ling Xin’er, but at this time, he is concerned about Xiao Hua's safety is about to lose patience.

But this Ling Xin'er cultivation base ranks 11th on the list of people and is still above Zuo Qinghou. Even if he wants to leave regardless, it is impossible.

Ling Xin'er was surrounded by purple smoke containing lightning. Ling Xin'er was above the smoke with a hint of excitement at the corner of her mouth. It was her happiest thing to be able to compete with experts like Bai Qi.

Purple smoke shrouded, lightning intertwined, and when there was no room for fire, Yang Xuan moved slightly, and the person had already avoided to the side, then his figure flew directly to the south of the city.

ka-cha!

Another purple lightning shot from behind him. Tenderly shouted: "Don't go."

Yang Xuan was in midair, between turning around, The purple lightning has been avoided.

After that lightning was avoided by Yang Xuan, it instantly hit a house not far away.

The house seemed to be chopped by a huge machete. It split into two halves instantly. It collapsed and the dust was flying. Yang Xuan saw that two corpses that had been split in half were buried. stand up.

Yang Xuan's eyes were colder, but he still didn't say anything, just continued to fly up and flew south of the city.

ka-cha!

Several lightning bolts appeared again from behind him, surrounded from all directions.

Yang Xuan avoided again, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared directly in place.

Lightning flew out in all directions, and a large area of ​​houses was turned into dust. I don't know how many people died in it. Maybe they didn't expect that they had escaped the plague, but they had not escaped this innocent disaster that fell from the sky.

"Don't run, coward, stop."

Ling Xin'er drank again and again, with an angry look on his face, attack for a long time without any success, and even Yang Xuan's She didn't even touch it, she was fluxed and exasperated.

Between Jiao drink, her whole person turned into a flash of lightning, and she chased after her and shot again.

As if thunder came to the world, countless lightning flashed behind Yang Xuan, which directed at Yang Xuan and blasted it directly.

Even, in front of Yang Xuan, several purple lightnings have appeared, blocking his way forward.

The golden light appeared, countless golden Flying Swords turned into a long river, Yang Xuan’s voice was like Ten Thousand Years Cold Ice: "fuck off!"

next moment, the golden river broke and turned For a bit of golden light, greeted the countless purple lightning.

bang bang bang!

There was a huge sound, and in an instant, when Ling Xin'er's body was shaken, the purple lightning completely disappeared.

"Good fellow, it is amazing!"

Ling Xin'er did not retreat but moved forward, with extreme excitement on his face, and the whip in his hand suddenly turned into three purple apertures , And then set in to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan, who had just mentioned the speed, stopped again. As soon as these three apertures appeared, they turned into three incomparable gigantic auras, completely enclosing him.

"Pick me up with this three-ring set of moon tricks."

Ling Xin'er tenderly shouted: "Ling Xin'er tenderly shouted: "Let's see where you run this time."

Halo It began to shrink with Yang Xuan as the center, and the speed was extremely fast, and within a blink of an eye, it shrank to Yang Xuan's side.

bang!

The volcano erupted, and countless Spiritual Qi weighing more than ten thousand catties spewed out, instantly turning the three lights into fragments of lightning, and Yang Xuan was already far away Several feet away.

"It's amazing!"

Ling Xin'er flushed with excitement, lifted the whip and ran after him.

At this time, the two of them were already close to the south city gate. She didn't chase a few steps before she saw Yang Xuan stop, then slowly squatted down and looked in front of her.

There was a small corpse curled up on the side of the road, wearing red-clothed, with blood stains between his mouth and nose.

Xiao Hua!

Ling Xin'er, who was about to take the shot, stopped. I don't know why, she suddenly felt a little cold.

"Hey!"

She stood not far behind Yang Xuan, gave a feed, but did not say any more.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, he just watched Xiao Hua curled up quietly, his eyes widened, full of horror.

"Hey, talk to you." Ling Xin'er shook his whip.

Yang Xuan remained silent, staring blankly at the poor little girl lying on the side of the road.

After a long while, he stretched out his hand slowly and closed his eyes for her.

"Did you hear me? Talking to you."

There was a hint of impatientness in Ling Xin'er's voice.

"Xiao Hua, walk slowly and watch me give you revenge." He said softly, softly.

The flame rose, and after Xiao Hua's body turned into a light smoke in the flame, Yang Xuan slowly stood up.

"hehe!"

There was a deep laughter in his throat, then he turned slowly and faced Ling Xin'er.

"Come on, I'll fight you!" Yang Xuan said every word, his voice was like Ten Thousand Years Cold Ice.

As soon as the voice fell, he had already pointed out.

On one side of life, on the other side of death, life and death become a disaster.