Xu Xian Is Not A Sword Immortal

Just watching the Black Palace explode with terrifying power, a huge black hand of several ten zhang suddenly grabbed Xu Xian.

Rumble.

The magic flame is overwhelming.

Suddenly.

The long waters of the underground river started to boil.

In the cold and helpless, he can only close his eyes and wait for this Young Scholar to bury his life in vain.

However.

Huh.

In an instant,

The dark underground, which was originally dark, suddenly turned into day...

Leng Qinghan opened her small mouth, she couldn't believe it Looked towards that sword...

She bit her lower lip with her teeth. It's hard to imagine, who can withstand this sword?

Can black liquid magic work?

Oh,

He can’t do it,

Even walking quickly, even the Eighteen Levels of Hell doesn’t need to be...

Completely It can be said that Young Scholar’s ​​Sword Art is very thoughtful and neat, which can be called a one-stop service.

And Leng Qinghan kept thinking about the grace of that sword...

Well, she was agitated just now, and her body split.

Yes, this is the fact and the truth!

Chapter 27 Xu Xian's water output is seriously insufficient

In the silent night.

In the cold pool of Earth Immortal Village, hundreds of meters of water and white light suddenly spewed out.

Wang Lin's speed is not slow, he rushed past like flying, and found that the water in the cold pool was turbulent, and Xu Xian had long since disappeared.

"Hiss, it's over, what about Xu Xian others?"

"Will you die?" Wang Lin sucked in a breath of cold air, stomping his feet madly.

But he was holding the magic weapon of communication in his hand, and when he was about to report the situation, he frowned again:

"It makes no sense, the sword light that leaked just now is so powerful. Yin Qi has been worn down thoroughly. It doesn’t look like a loss. It shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"Well, just wait."

Wang Lin thought for a while, Sitting on the edge of the cold lake, waiting for Xu Xian to come up, he wouldn't enter the water anyway.

As everyone knows, the difficulty of demons and ghosts in the water is hundreds of times stronger than that of demons on land.

Unless you are good at water bucket and Water Element divine ability, no matter what type of cultivator you are, you will not easily get into the water to eliminate monsters.

Even the Flood Dragon killed by the Immortal Master’s mansion was killed in one fell swoop when it was making a mess of clouds and rain in the sky.

At this time, under the cold lake.

With the disappearance of the palace, the little Celestial Grotto is also completely disappeared, and the underground river is surging like a torrent.

Xu Xian uses Spiritual Qi to prop up a space to stop the impact of water flow.

He was hurriedly trying to piece together his cold body, but he didn't know how to piece it, and he couldn't stick it.

And cold and cold fell on the ground, looking at him like this, suddenly using the cracked corners of his mouth, slightly smiled:

"I really didn't expect, you are handsome Young Scholar, I am still a sword cultivator..."

"I have a sword slung around my waist. It must be a sword cultivator, but the black liquid monster is too strong for me to keep my hands."

"..." Leng Qinghan glanced at his iron sword, she opened her cracked small mouth and didn't know what to say.

Well, she just can’t understand Xu Xian... how to use that ordinary iron sword to swing that terrifying and terrifying majestic sword qi...

" Girl, you are dying, can I save you?"

Xu Xian looked at the female corpse with more and more cracks, he sighed, it seemed that she didn’t expect her to face death At that time, it can be so calm.

Leng Qinghan, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, her voice is like a stream of clear water, and she said with tenderness and sadness:

"I failed to hydrolyze, and the eighth calamity never passed, so where is it now? The way to come..."

"Unless..."

"Unless what?" Xu Xian eyebrows raised.

After a few seconds of cold and cold contemplation, he opened the mouth and said without hope: "My catastrophe is never over, but the black liquid demon is also dead..."

"This has caused me to be in a state of hydrolysis, and in a state where crossing tribulation is difficult."

"Now unless there is some Immortal Pill elixir to reconsolidate my body, there is nothing else. Fa."

"Could it be that there is no Immortal Pill on your body?"

Xu Xian was stunned. He scratched his head. He didn't have the Immortal Pill elixir.

But for others, his flesh and blood is a rarer treasure than Immortal Pill.

"But for the sake of an unacquainted Jade Immortal, do I have to feed him blood and blood?" Xu Xian twitched his lips, which is impossible.

He was not willing to eat a piece of his own meat, how could he let others eat it?

Very soon,

A light bulb suddenly rose behind Xu Xian's head.

Ever since.

"pei pei pei."

Xu Xian spit on his hands, and stretched out two big hands to the female corpse...

Leng Qinghan Seeing this scene, I was also stunned, and his eyes widened in shock, looking towards the big hand that kept leaning over.

Next second.

She really couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly screamed: "Okay, you Young Scholar, I'm all this looking, I'm going to die, you...you still don't let my body go? "

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, stop it..."

"I'm cold and cold, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go..."

"┭┮n┭┮"

Suddenly, this fearing nothing in Heaven or Earth, who is not afraid of death, cried directly.

It can follow the further contact between the hand and the body.

"Huh? It seems a little comfortable..."

Leng Qinghan blinked, looked down towards the body that was constantly recovering, and felt the wonderful and dexterous fingers.

Really,

The soothing sense of recovery made her feel so refreshed...

Because she really felt that, Her body is recovering and recovering, and she seems to be able to live again.

And Xu Xian's magical palms are also powerful enough, as long as they touch them, the cracks will merge and recover.

"pei pei pei ......"

"pei pei pei ......"

"cough cough, vomit, I almost can't vomit water..." "

Xu Xian retched, his water output is really limited...

But fortunately, the cold and cold body has recovered 80% of the time, flowing out of the cracks. It’s not too much of water...

But what is now before him is a world problem.

That's it.

He didn't dare to touch certain places in the cold and cold.

Xu Xian dare not say that he is an upright gentleman, but he also considers himself an upright gentleman, considerate.

Although he had already touched it with the intention of saving people just now, but the key position was not touched at all.

Ever since.

There is a pause in time.

Xu Xian looked at her seriously, and looked towards him with a cold blush.

I don't know how long it has been.

Leng Qinghan closed his eyes lightly, and said with trembling eyelashes: "Young Master...you...keep on touching, anyway, hurry up..."

"en? "Xu Xian raised his sword eyebrows, feeling that these words were a little bit serious, but I just need to be serious enough.

And in the spirit of saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda.

Xu Xian put aside the worldly prejudices and vomited solemnly to be truly empathetic.

Time is passing.

I don’t know how to do it.

It was pretty smooth just now, and it took only 5 minutes to heal most of the injuries...

But she just finished taking it off... the progress slowed down again... …

Oh, it turns out that Xu Xian’s saliva is really running out...

That's it...

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……

Two hours later.

Leng Qinghan put on the azure long skirt again, sat with his knees leaning against the corner, and said nothing for a long time.

Because she feels that she always has two hands on her body, and she is constantly stroking...healing.

"My dear, I almost didn't tire me." Xu Xian shook his hand. He has never been so tired from practicing swordsmanship, but now he feels his hands are sore...

Well, maybe the legs are too long, but Xu Xian also thinks he has to practice his handiwork.

"Young Master, what is your name?"

"Oh, I'm in Xu Xian, a Young Scholar in Yuhang County."

"My name is Leng Qinghan ."

"Well, I heard it when you said that you would never let me go as a ghost."

"..." Leng Qinghan lowered his head and said nothing.

Xu Xian glanced at her: "In this case, how do you Transcending Tribulation?"

Leng Qinghan pretty face slightly red, raised his head and shook his head: "I don’t know. , I’m now in the middle of the state of the cultivator and the cultivator..."

Xu Xian touched his chin: "Or I will take you to ask my Master?"

Leng Qinghan After thinking about it for a while, he was nodded, got up and followed him, like a quiet female ghost.

And Xu Xian touched his chin, something puzzled...

That's why...

Is his saliva effect so good? ? ?

This physical problem is too serious...