Not far away, stuttering and stuttering looked anxious, but they couldn’t help at all, they could only watch eagerly.
At that time, the blue light flashed, and the little sword spirit flew back to Zhuge’s unlit side. Elder Yang flew in from a distance, and his left shoulder had a bright blood hole, which seemed to be at the hands of this little guy.
"Go!" Zhuge drank quietly and reached a consensus with Xiao Jianling.
The little sword spirit turned into a flying sword with blue light. Zhuge waved the stone sword in his hand before dawn, blocking Cao Gou’s blow, and then the flying sword turned into the little sword spirit quickly flew away into the sky.
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Yangwei Kyushu
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Chapter one hundred and twenty Mysterious cold pool
How fast () the degree of the small sword spirit, like a teleport, almost disappeared in the line of sight between a few breaths.
"Don’t let him get away! Chase! " Elder Yang and Cao Gou rushed up at the same time, chasing in the direction where Zhuge fled before dawn.
Others have also caught up with the royal sword, intending to follow up and see the excitement. Besides, Zhuge Buliang has several rare treasures on him, such as the nine hidden gold and iron, the sword spirit, and the mysterious stone sword. The stone sword can compete with the then-alchemist, and it must not be a mundane thing. Anyone who sees such things will be crazy.
Jin Yao and Su Yan also chased up with the imperial sword, and they also had ideas about the three treasures in Zhuge Buliang’s hands.
"Be sure to find a way to contact this person and get the sword spirit!" There is a trace of heat in the dazzling gold.
Su Yan nodded, pursed her lips and said nothing. After a moment, she said, "I always feel uneasy, but I can’t feel anything wrong."
Jin Yao turned his head, showing a little pity in his eyes, and said, "Maybe you are too tired these days. Don’t think too much."
Su Yan buried her head in silence, and her rosy lips twitched gently.
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A blue light flashed through the air like light and shadow, and Zhuge was once again amazed at the degree of Xiaojianling when he didn’t shine, even faster than the degree of imperial emptiness of Yuan infant practitioners. Hundreds of miles passed in a twinkling, and Zhuge turned back before dawn, and his pupils narrowed into a line.
"squeak ~ ~"
The little sword spirit gave a childish voice, as if it were something. Zhuge looked up before dawn, and a tall ice tomb stood in front of him. At this moment, he had come to the grave of the frozen woman, who was the magic wizard and the Taoist couple who killed Luo five thousand years ago.
“恩？怎么回事？”
这时，诸葛不亮注意到冰墓的周围，横尸遍野，横七竖八的到处都是尸体，而且都是修者的尸体。
小剑灵载着诸葛不亮围绕着冰墓转了一圈，冰墓中，那被冰封的女子依然完好，沉静安详的谁在寒冰中，虽然只是一具冰冷的尸体，但她那绝美的容颜依旧可令人窒息。
“呜呜呜~~~”
小剑灵围绕着冰墓飞了几圈，似是很留恋，剑身上浮现出一张稚嫩的笑脸，静静的望着冰封中的绝色女子。
“你认识她吗？”诸葛不亮似是感觉到小东西情绪很失落。
“呜呜呜~~”
小家伙呜咽一声，看上去楚楚可怜。
诸葛不亮扫了一眼遍地的尸体，他相信这些人一定是想要打冰墓中这绝色女子的注意才会身死的。当初魔杀罗将自己的红颜葬在这里，收服了一些冰雪小兽守护。但诸葛不亮坚信，这冰墓中一定还刻有杀生大阵，擅自动冰墓，一定会遭到灭顶之灾。
一股冰冷的气息袭来，诸葛不亮眉头一皱，他知道一定是那元婴期的阳长老追上来了。
“小家伙，我们不能再耽搁了，得赶紧离开。”诸葛不亮催促道。
"Squeak ~ ~" The little sword spirit whimpered, and once again cast a deep glance at the stunning woman in the ice tomb, carrying Zhuge and disappearing into the air.
I have absolute confidence in the degree of the small sword spirit. Two hours later, the small sword spirit has left the snowy area of this ice sheet carrying Zhuge Liang, and it was dark. Zhuge Liang came to this deep grand canyon again, and I vaguely remember the scenes that I experienced here with George W. demon fairy.
Zhuge’s gods were scattered before dawn, and this canyon seemed to have experienced a great war and become a mess. Some of the magic skills carved on the mountain wall have been destroyed by people with swords.
Out of the canyon, Zhuge was stunned, and the bloody array that was originally guarded here was gone. Although the surrounding rocks are still red, the lore law has been destroyed, and Zhuge failed to light the back channels. It should be destroyed by the old people of all major factions.
Wanyin Valley is still miserable in the evil wind, and the small sword spirit is carrying Zhuge without light and passing quickly in the dark. He also met many practitioners here. At this moment, Wanyin Valley is no longer a secret, and the old people of all major factions have already penetrated a passage in Wanyin Valley.
Following the line of all, Zhuge escaped before dawn. Three hours later, he has appeared in the periphery of Fengman Mountain, where he has been in the underground world for several months. Now, seeing the outside world again, Zhuge can’t help but feel relaxed and happy.
"The old bangzi that the dog says, don’t give up!" Zhuge Liang felt a cold breath approaching behind him, and without saying anything, he urged Xiaojianling to fly away into the sky.
From the state, this area is mostly continuous mountains, and the land is extremely vast. Zhuge escaped from thousands of miles before dawn and plunged into a mountain, suppressing his own breath to the extreme, and even could not feel his breath. The little sword spirit has turned into a blue light and got into the stone sword.
Cracks on the stone sword have become more dense than before. Zhuge Buliang believes that this stone sword will be completely damaged if it is used several times.
A few minutes later, I met a figure flying in. It was Elder Yang, scanning the mountains coldly, and the gods swept down.
Zhuge felt a chill behind him when he was not bright. At this time, a pool appeared in front of him, and there was an unusually cold breath in the pool. Zhuge jumped into the pool before dawn without saying anything. The water splashed everywhere, and the waves rippled around, and then it was calm.
At this moment, an invisible god knowledge fluctuated quickly from this area. Pause for a moment on the pool, and sweep into the distance.
In mid-air, Elder Yang frowned and said, "Why is this boy so quick? It must be that sword spirit helping him."
After thinking about it, Elder Yang quickly rowed away.
In the pool, Zhuge just showed his head before dawn, and another wave of divine knowledge swept by, and Zhuge sank into the pool before dawn. Cao Gou’s face was cold. He had only one arm left, and his left shoulder was bloody. Cao Gou couldn’t help but get angry at the thought that he had been beheaded by a scattered repair in the foundation period.
"I must kill that boy!" Cao Gou angrily rejected with a cold voice and disappeared in the far sky.