Fairy Desire

Glancing lightly at the sneak attacker who was disappearing into smoke and dust, Meng Xiang's eyes looked extremely calm, without a trace of waves. He just waved his hand lightly, and immediately thousands of crystal lights flew towards him, falling into the sun. In his palm, it was the flying sword that the attackers used to attack him.

Meng Xiang lowered his head and looked at his palm, and found that the flying sword that had shrunk to an inch in length was quite different from the flying sword of ordinary long swords. Ordinary flying swords generally kept the shape of a treasured sword, while the flying sword in his hand was Like a thin needle, and very restless, ready to move, what's more, he can feel the meaning of resentment from the flying sword.

Meng Xiang was not surprised by the situation of the flying swords, because these flying swords were not so much flying swords as they were part of the sneak attacker.If he hadn't guessed, he should not be a human cultivator, but a monster with thorns, and these flying swords were made from the thorns on his body. The magic weapon exists.

As for the hostility of these alien flying swords to him, it is also because they are too closely related to the dead sneak attackers. Even after fusing the spirits contained in them together, a new sneak attack will appear. Or, it's just that Meng Xiang will not give him this chance of resurrection, although even if he lets it go, the chance of success is not high.

With a thought, a strange wave came out of Meng Xiang's body, and quickly passed to his arm. Those flying swords in his hand immediately felt the danger, and began to struggle violently When he got up, he let out a scorching brilliance, and his sword energy shot fiercely. He even once combined the Heavenly Wolf Sword Formation, turned into a fierce wolf head, and bit Meng Xiang's palm.

It's a pity that the counterattack of these flying swords is doomed to be impossible to succeed. When their master is alive, they are not his one-shot enemy, but after they lose their master, it is like water losing its source.The power has dropped sharply, and it is already very good to have a three-pointer at the peak, but with such a low attack power, is there any danger to Meng Xiang?

Just for a moment.Before Feijian's weapon spirit could utter a scream, Meng Xiang had already completely erased all their memories.At this time, the Artifact Spirits are just a blank sheet of paper, as long as someone imprints their own primordial spirit brand into them, they will immediately recognize their masters.And there will be no rejection, and the fit will be very high. With a little tempering, they may be able to exert their power at their peak.

Meng Xiang put away the flying swords directly, but didn't take it too seriously.Although their quality is good, they are not in his eyes. If they hadn't come with the Heavenly Wolf Sword Formation, he would have even fed them directly to the chaotic insect, Xiaohui, and let it transform them into the energy of chaos. .

Putting away the Long Saber, Meng Xiang's body revealed a slight fluctuation, which spread throughout his entire body in an instant.His whole person is completely new.The clothes are neat and spotless, and the person is extraordinarily energetic, with a feeling of radiance and radiance.

Regarding Meng Xiang's act of tidying up his appearance, all the prisoners who knew the power of the forbidden area on the peak curled their lips in unison.People who are about to die and still dress up are really smug in the mirror in the latrine.But their emotions were also high, ready to see how he would die.

After being promoted to the realm of Immortal Physique Dacheng.Meng Xiang's five senses have improved a lot, and the prisoners' aura is not too hidden, so he can easily feel their malice, and he can even deduce that there must be something abnormal about the peak. But he must not be worried.

After walking two steps forward, Meng Xiang's feet had already set foot on the flat ground on the top of the mountain, but nothing happened, which stunned the hapless prisoners who were about to see him. How could this be possible? , isn't it that the restriction will be triggered as soon as it touches any area of ​​the mountain, and it will be frozen into a popsicle in an instant, and then shattered into powder, leaving no bones left?

In fact, the moment Meng Xiang stepped on the top of the peak, he did feel a different kind of chill, but although its temperature was very low, at least much lower than the normal temperature in Xiaobeihai, it was still very cold to him. It didn't cause any harm, it only made him feel refreshed, it felt like drinking a large bowl of ice water in summer, the body would tremble, but it wouldn't be hurt.

Meng Xiang didn't continue to move forward, but quietly fought on the edge of the mountain, letting the cold seep into his body, and then escape from his body.He found that the strange chill contained on the mountain peak would not only not harm him, but would actually help him.

The chill can not only remove impurities from his body, but also purify his mental strength, and at the same time make his mood more transparent. It didn't take long, and it actually made his mood significantly higher. This is undoubtedly commendable Yes, you must know that his mental state cultivation has just been improved, and if there is no opportunity in a short period of time, it will be very difficult to make a big improvement.

While Meng Xiang was making full use of the benefits brought to him by the chill, the prisoners who were expecting him to die finally breathed a sigh of relief, but it was a pity that they all misunderstood him, because he was attacked by the peak prohibition, and these prisoners The reason why Zhong wanted Meng Xiang to die so much had nothing to do with the prisoners he killed. After all, the relationship between them was not very harmonious.

The most important reason is the promise made to them by those immortal cultivators who put them into Xiaobeihai. If they can pass the Xiaobeihai competition this time, some of their exceptionally outstanding individuals can get amnesty from the major forces. , not only can get rid of the identity of a prisoner, but also can become a disciple of the major forces. Of course, it also means to monitor them, but it is much better than staying in a prisoner with no money.

And one of the most important criteria for judging whether the performance of the prisoners is qualified is to prevent the cultivators of the major forces from approaching the mountain, and if they go up to it, they must try their best not to let them leave, and the latter is more important, so if Meng Xiang If he is not dead, with his strength, when he leaves, he will definitely bring them a lot of trouble.

After attacking for about a cup of tea, Meng Xiang finally reacted and spit out a mouthful of faint gray smoke. This is the impurity contained in the innate chaotic body he cast and the chaotic air in his body. Although there are not many, but But it will have some influence on him. If these impurities are allowed to exist, it will still hinder him, and even cause more impurities to accumulate in the body.

After exhaling the turbid air, Meng Xiang walked towards the gate of the palace.And he didn't know that many prisoners stared wide-eyed when they saw that he was still able to move. In fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all. He only thought about this matter now.That is to see Zhao Xuezhu.

Although Meng Xiang deliberately slowed down, he still walked to the gate of the palace in a short while, hesitated for about a second, and walked up the steps.But just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the palace gate opened quietly.

Meng Xiang immediately looked into the palace, the space inside was ten times larger than the outside, but it seemed very empty, there was nothing inside the palace.In addition to a layer of white mist like a veil, it also exudes an elegant and somewhat ethereal fragrance.

His eyes lit up immediately, and the slight disappointment that he hadn't seen Zhao Xuezhu for the first time completely disappeared immediately. He recognized the fragrance in the palace, and he was very familiar with it. It had lingered in his nose and heart countless times. It came from The peculiar fragrance emanating from Zhao Xuezhu's body is unique.He will never be wrong in judgment.

Did not immediately enter the hall.Instead, he took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, and was unwilling to spit it out for a long time, but the fragrance he inhaled into his body diffused in his body and even his soul, making him feel like Zhao Xuezhu was already standing still. The illusion in front of him.

half an hour.Meng Xiang slowly opened his eyes, with a look of reluctance on his face.But then he couldn't help laughing, why should he be obsessed with the fragrance of Xuezhu's body.But I will see her soon.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiang stepped into the palace, and the white mist floating in the air like a veil immediately flew towards him, wrapped around him, and penetrated into his body, he didn't feel any malice in it , and did not block.

Immediately, a strong chill filled his whole body, even his soul, making him shiver involuntarily for several times, but the feeling was really refreshing.At the same time, he also discovered that the white mist in the palace was actually the embodiment of the chill he felt when he set foot on the mountain, but the chill in the palace was thousands of times stronger than that outside.

There was white mist entering Meng Xiang's body, and other white mist also swarmed in, and more white mist came out of nowhere from every corner of the palace, and rushed into his body, and Meng Xiang's It is not rejecting anyone who comes, completely opening the body, allowing them all to enter.

In a blink of an eye, a vortex formed around Meng Xiang, as soon as the white mist approached, they didn't even have to rush towards Meng Xiang by themselves, the suction generated by the vortex would pull them away.Soon after a stick of incense, the mist in the palace disappeared completely, and no new mist was produced, which made Meng Xiang's face show a hint of unsatisfactory expression.

But soon Meng Xiang's mentality became calmer, knowing that he had this chance was quite good, besides, the chill inhaled into his body had completely washed away his body and soul inside and out Once again, there are not many impurities left, and the rest cannot be completely removed by the chill. Using the chill again will only make him feel refreshed, and it will not have any effect on him.

At the same time, Meng Xiang also discovered that these cold qi are very special, and no method can be used to preserve them. As long as they enter his body, they will decay at a very fast speed. In less than a quarter of an hour, it will Completely disappeared.

After looking around and finding nothing eye-catching, Meng Xiang went to the stairs and climbed up. Although there are not many steps from the first floor to the second floor, in Meng Xiang's feeling, there are many steps. It was extraordinarily long, longer than the longest moving distance he had ever experienced in his life, and he also knew that it wasn't that there was anything special about the stairs, but his heart, and the expectation in his heart made the stairs longer.

Finally Meng Xiang stepped on the last step, but what he saw was not the room on the second floor, what appeared in front of him seemed to be another world, snowflakes were floating in the sky, big but extremely soft, like pure white goose feathers , Looking around, you can see the white and pink plum blossoms, exuding bursts of vision, extremely beautiful.

However, Meng Xiang's eyes did not stay on the snowflakes and plum blossoms, but immediately wandered around, and soon his eyes stopped at a point, where there was a slender figure, quiet and elegant, like a Empty Valley Youlan is exactly the person he dreams of.

When Meng Xiang stopped again, he was already standing beside Zhao Xuezhu, and he couldn't recall how he walked there afterwards, which was extremely unbelievable to him. (To be continued..)

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