Martial Inverse

The small ball ball clawed at Yan Qi with a bang, and Yan Qi was shot into the ground, only one head was exposed. At this moment, he looked at the small ball aggressively.

"Second Master, you ..." Yan Qi said pale.

He had no idea what happened, and was hit by a small ball for no reason, his head hurt.

The ball opened his mouth slightly up and down, Yan Qi didn't hear anything. Then he woke up and immediately unlocked his hearing. Then he heard the sound of the ball's desperate anger: "You Xiao Qi will be against the sky. Do not listen?"

"Second Master, what did you just say?" Yan Qi cold sweat forehead.

"I didn't say anything, I just told you you shouldn't ..."

The little ball raised his head and stared at Yan Qi: "But there is one thing for you to do."

Yan Qi shook his body, shook from the ground, and looked at the ball with a look of anticipation. This was a great opportunity to increase the impression score.

"In spite of the orders from the two masters, Yan Qi went to the knife and the mountain to the pan, his liver and brain were scratched, and he never died ..."

In an instant, Yanqi used the learned earth words for seven or seventy-eight. The little ball felt happy in his heart, and chuckled: "It's no big deal, you become a deity, sitting on the top of the snow mountain it is good."

"what……"

Yan Qi grew up looking at the small ball with his mouth, how could this request be so similar to Huo Qilin?

"Huh? Do you have an opinion?" The little ball could not tell whether it was an eyebrow or a fur frown.

A chill spread across Yan Qi's entire body in an instant.

"Dare!"

Yan Qi shrunk his neck and chose to surrender under the power of the small ball. He was very depressed. He had to dress up as someone else twice. He decided to come down from the realm of God, not just for role-playing.

He is the man who wants to be the protagonist.

In the end, Yanqi Qi became a unicorn under the transformation of the fire unicorn ... But soon, the fire unicorn grinned under the cold eyes of the small ball, so the fire unicorn's In front of him, it became the Dojo II who was exactly the same as the small ball.

Xiaoqiu is very satisfied with this, shooting a source of breath, into the spirit of Yan Qi.

In this way, the small ball turned by Yan Qi is like him.

Moreover, even the Yuanshi Tianzun of the Yulong Snow Mountain Dojo today can't tell if it is true or false. After everything is done, the small ball slams Yan Qi directly to the top of the snow mountain, pats his small claws, and sits on the forehead of the fire unicorn Sneaky left Yulong Snow Mountain.

Then the two headed beasts headed straight for the misty land.

...

At the same time, between the five ridges in Changsha County in the misty place, Feng Hao closed his eyes and communicated with Xuanyuan Sword, and opened his eyes suddenly at this moment.

A shadow of a sword passed from his eyes, and then a vast sword came from Jiuxiao. After the robbery, the gas refiners, including the spirit of the Southern Realm and Guiyuan Jianzong, were all chilling at the back. , Felt the breath of lore.

"Sure enough ..."

Sun Wukong's eyelids jumped. This is the sword of killing. Feng Hao once used it to slay and kill a powerful extraterrestrial monster.

This sword is psychic, but there is no sword spirit. If it really merges with the spirit of Gu Su Ziheng, I am afraid it will be even more terrifying.

Moreover, this is a sealed sword. If the sword spirit unseals it, how strong will it be?

The spirit of the southern boundary was bitter at the moment. This sword ... is really very ordinary. The sword has not arrived yet, and the violent breath has come. He stared at Feng Hao with perplexity: "I can go and grab a powerful flesh, this Sword ... forget it. "

"You can try using pillows to raise your feet." Feng Hao said without a word.

"What do you mean?"

Lingering in the southern boundary.

"Meaning dreaming!"

Feng Hao glanced at the bitter southern spirit, and said positively, "Go ahead! That kid's spirit can't last long."

The spirit of the southern boundary wants to cry without tears, knowing that there is no way to escape this disaster, it can only bite the bullet.

He estimated that this time, the spirit of Gu Su Ziheng was united and added to Feng Hao's terrible sword. It would be difficult to calm down without three or five years.

But no matter how hard it is, there are no other options at present. Shaking his head is to directly mobilize the power of the spirit in the body, which contains a trace of the power of calling, and feel the spirit of Gusu Ziheng floating in the void.

Soon, the golden light burst from the eyes of the southern spirit, and then in the void, a light golden light cluster suspended, wandering around in a daze.

"Coming back!"

The southern boundary spirit shouted, and the golden light hovered in the air. After a short standstill, it then quickly shot at the southern boundary spirit. It was like seeing the closest person.

"Fortunately ... the foundation of this son is not weak. He absorbed the power of heaven and earth in the thunderstorm, and the spirit is continually scattered. If he succeeds in the thief, heaven knows who he will be ...

The Southern Spirit murmured in a low voice, and the spirit of Gu Su Ziheng condensed smoothly, even the Southern Spirit did not consume any energy.

Looking at the light group on the palm of his hand, the spirit of the southern boundary invited me to look at Fenghao, saying, "What about the sword? I have taken the kid's spirit."

Others may not see it, but Feng Hao can see it clearly. It is a complete group of spirits. What is even more valuable is that the soul contains the power of heaven and earth.

This shows that Gu Su Ziheng's soul body tends to be immortal, and it is used as a sword spirit for Xuanyuan Sword. While it has room for growth, it has infinite possibilities.

Feng Hao also has some expectations, the integration of Gu Su Ziheng and Xuan Yuanjian will transform into what kind of existence.

Hum ~

At this moment, the surrounding vegetation and the magical artifacts of the qiqishi were all trembling at this moment, and the resonance resonated, and it seemed to be responding to some kind of fluctuation.

"Look ..."

A gas refiner saw a distant sky in the east and shot a bright light. This is the sword-mangling, coming with an invincible gesture.

The moment Xuanyuan Sword appeared, many gas refiners could not withstand this coercion and fell to the ground on the spot. At the same time, Ling Ran's intention of killing was awe-inspiring.

Hum!

Xuanyuan's sword spins slowly, hovering quietly in front of Feng Hao, Feng Hao flicks, and says, "Go and meet your fate!"

call out!

Xuanyuan Sword's sword body is a masterpiece of light, the cold chill spreads out, as if even the soul of a person has been frozen.

Although Xuanyuan Sword does not have a sword spirit, it has the instinct of being an ancient artifact. Not everyone can make it easily surrender.

Xuan Yuanjian suddenly directed the spirit of the world.

The soul body of the Southern Realm was stunned and lamented the terrible sword, but after all, it was the Southern Realm Spirit that fused the soul beads, and the power of this side of heaven and earth blended with it.

"Humph!"

With a cold hum, the soul power poured wildly and entangled directly to Xuanyuan Sword.

cut!

The Xuanyuan Sword instinctively cut off, the sharp sword, even the soul of the southern spirit was cut off a few strands.