After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 659

In the five great fairylands, except for the northern fairyland, those who kill too much will be suppressed after entering the fairyland.

Su Ruowan opened her eyes, there was a coldness between her brows,
"It doesn't matter, just remove the blood gas."

In the fairy world, Shura Dao is called a different kind.

She can turn away her blood and enter Shura later.

Ye Huaixin was stunned when he heard that,
"Can the blood energy still be melted away?"

Su Ruowan nodded,
"OK."

After the words fell, the woman was holding a sandalwood Buddha bead in her hand, and a faint golden light began to linger around her body.

Ye Huaixin: "???"

Falling into Shura just now, just like Zun Shashen, now start to practice the Buddha's heart-purifying mantra? ! !

What are you kidding? !

After hearing this, Shang Shixu fell into trance under the tree and began to regulate the blood and energy in his body.

He just killed a few more people, but he doesn't want to enter the Asura Way yet.

Ye Huaixin looked at the two people who fell into meditation one after another, and was extremely speechless for a while.

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What a pervert!
On the road to exile in the Northern Immortal Territory, Song Qingyun fed Xinglan well, then handed him a bottle of spiritual spring water, and asked him to drink, sleep and rest for a while.

But the young boy is still vigilant about the surrounding environment, unable to rest peacefully.

Sang Luo also noticed Xinglan's uneasiness, but did not persuade him.

The environment in which he had lived since he was a child was too difficult, and it was common for him to be unable to let go of his guard at this moment.

"If you can't sleep, practice swords."

Sang Luo spoke.

Xing Lan was slightly taken aback when she heard this.

Sang Luo looked at him with a very soft voice,

"The Changli Sword Art I gave you last time, the first and third moves, practice it."

So the little boy stood up, holding the long sword in his hand, and began to practice one move at a time.

Zhang Jianting leaned against the tree trunk, looked at Xinglan,

"This little guy is panicking, and his state is not right."

Sang Luo glanced at him,
"If it were you, I'm afraid you would be more panicked than him."

Zhang Jianting grinned when he heard this,
"Then you don't know me well enough."

They are all immortals, and he will be more peaceful in his qi refining period.

"Barefoot people are not afraid of shoes."

In such a large killing field, if he is the easiest to die, then there is nothing to fear.

Because the worst outcome is death, it is better to deal with it calmly and survive from death.

His words were not too loud, but they just happened to reach the young boy's ears.

A word to wake up the dreamer.

So the sword moved freely, and the little boy gradually became better.

While Sang Luo watched his movements, a faint smile overflowed from the corner of his lips,

"This little guy has really good comprehension."

With a single word, since he can clearly understand, at least this little apprentice is not stupid.

The night is as dark as ink, and the breeze blows by, rustling the leaves in the ancient forest.

There is no day in Path of Exile, only eternal night.

This bonfire is the only light in this place.

Sang Luo and Zhang Jianting leaned against the tree trunk and closed their eyes to adjust their breathing, but their spiritual consciousness had already dispersed towards the distance.

They have been walking on this road for a long time and there is no way to reach the end.

Then maybe there is no end to this road, it's just a blindfold.

If you want to go out, you have to break the blindfold.

Song Qingyun sat on the ground, adding some firewood to the campfire from time to time.

He knew that his senior sister and Zhang Jianting were looking for a way out, so he quietly did not disturb them.

Xing Lan is still practicing swordsmanship. After this period of time, his sword moves seem to be more proficient. At least, he has practiced the first form of Changli Sword Art very proficiently.

Suddenly, a groan came from the grass.

(End of this chapter)