Vol 2 Chapter 1060: Quanshan Mountain

"Oh, really!" Seeing the guardian armor will protect his soul, Xiao Hua is overjoyed, will take the soul silk, open his eyes!
"Well, it’s coming soon!" Xiao Hua put the Buddha out and looked at it, and he said in his heart.
Another tea, Xiao Hua said: "Zhen brother, and stop the boat!"
"Good!" Zhen Minghui stopped the boat and listened to Xiao Hua.
"You...you wait and see there!" Xiao Hua sighed and pointed his hand to the right side of the boat. It was the pinnacle of a mountain.
"Oh?" Cui Hongyi and others are puzzled. When they stand up, they will stand up, look up and look down, their faces are shocked, especially the refining disciples such as Ling and Zhenhuo, and even more flustered and angry in their eyes. .
Yes, in the valley, on the white snow, there are dozens of wrecks of the Taoist monks, and the whiteness is stained with blood! These wrecks are broken and horrible! In particular, there are still a few female repairs, all of which are naked. The robe has not been torn into pieces.
"Through the teacher, you are carrying the alum and the smashing, and buried the body of the female disciple... bury it!" Xiao Hua closed his eyes slightly and told him.
"Yes!" Against the nightmare, I resisted the grief in my heart, waved my hand, and took it with alum and redemption!
After a long while, the three female practitioners flew back with tears! All eyes are angry! !
"Hey~ This is the Taoist war! Anything can happen!" Xiao Hua sighed slightly. "Before Xiaomou only thought about avoiding these swords, but he forgot their cruelty. They used their swords, but they were straight. But... ruthless! The hatred of each other, or killing it!"
Everyone knows at this time why Xiao Hua is staring at the swordsman who has 30 bright swords, and must kill one without leaving! It turned out that he had already seen the horrible situation here!
"Su Qing, you will continue, let other corpses also clean up!" Waiting for Xiao Hua to order, Cui Hongyi sleeves.
"Yes!" Su Qing and others also bite their teeth, the fly will go out, gather the remaining corpses and bury them.
"How do those disciples' tokens and other things be handled?" I took a handful of the nightmare and asked for a token that was scattered on the snow and discarded by the sword.
"These are all handed over to me!" Cui Hongyi sighed. "This should be the three teams of Qingfenggu, Moshanshan and Chiba Ridge. I don't know if they are the same tasks as me. I will order. Bringing cards back to the Sky City is also a credit!"
"What about their storage bags?" Xiao Hua said with anger and anger.
Cui Hongjun shook his head: "That's all two! Whoever took it is who!"
"Well," Xiao Hua will take a shot, and then take out some tokens, and even three captain tokens!
Cui Hongyi is also awesome to put away!
As the flying boat flew again, everyone was silent. Obviously the previous joy was defeated by the cruelty of reality, and Xiao Hua no longer indicated the flight direction of the flying boat!
This is another few days. These days are not easy, just like the frequency of Xiao Hua’s reminder. Every half-day, I will encounter more or less sword repairs. However, with Xiao Hua’s cover, it’s still gold. The early monk of Dan’s strength, the first team of Yu Leizong is not at all dangerous! Even Xiao Hua didn't shoot a lot of times, only let them fight for themselves. Blood and hatred are often the driving force for improvement, but for a few days. The cultivation of the nine people has made great progress, and even the cooperation is more and more perfect!
Seeing this, Xiao Hua does not feel sigh: "Sword repair provokes a big war, it is not unreasonable. So for several years, not only is the sword advance, but the realm will definitely break through! Compared with the experience, it is true. Effective!"
On this day, above the flying boat, there was a sword wound that had not healed on the arm of Ling Ling, Bai Su Gu and Zhen Huo, and he was asking questions about the nightmare and Qiu Yu’s cultivation. Xiao Huadao, who has always been silent, said: "Ming Ming’s brother, there are strange opponents in the right front, and... it seems to be a Taoist friend. Stop before you fly a cup of tea. I wait. Fly over!"
"Yes!" Zhen Minghui did not hesitate to change the direction, flying will pass!
And Xiao Hua closed his eyes again.
After a sip of tea, Zhen Minghui stopped the boat and said that Xiao Hua would fly the boat. The people flew forward under the leadership of Cui Hongyi. "Fast!" Xiao Hua urged him to change. Always flying in the last habit, the first to fly forward. Everyone knows that things are urgent, and they are all agitating mana. They are behind Xiaohua. Just, waiting for them to fly too far, Xiaohua’s figure has already flown far away and gradually disappeared into their horizons!
"唉~" Cui Hongyi saw it, and he felt a sigh in his heart. In his mind, he remembered the helplessness of the previous Lei Fengfeng. "Which... Who is protecting who in the end! Cui Mou..., but...

"Fast!" Cui Hongyi waved his hand and said, "There must be a sword repair in front of me and a warlord with my Taoist disciples! I can't wait behind!"
However, when Cui Hongjun arrived on the spot, Xiao Hua was not in their field of vision! Even Cui Hongjun released his thoughts and did not find Xiao Hua’s trace.
The scene is extremely dangerous, but seeing this is as many as ten disciples as the first squad of Yu Leizong, but they are wearing Taiqing costumes, and they are surrounded by dozens of strange swordsmen. These swordsmen are divided into two dials, each of which is a tall and unusual, with a strange brilliance on the body, that Guanghua is associated with their rituals in the air; and another swordsman has only three, these three The swordsmen are even more weird. They are facing away from Cui Hongjun and others. Cui Hongjun and others can't see their faces, but their flight is very weird. When they fly, their hands are open, like wings, they don't sacrifice the instruments. Or the magic weapon, only the whole body rushed to the Taiqing sects, and each time they flew, they would fly the instruments of the Taiqing sects, forcing the Taiqing disciples to retreat.
"Yu Lei Zongdao friends, come help me!" Not to wait for Cui Hongyi to look carefully, a Taiqing sect of the early peak of the foundation is a happy road.
"Daoyou is in a hurry, I will wait for this!" Cui Hong slammed his mouth and analyzed the situation in the field very quickly. He directed Zhen Minghui and the nightmare to fly to help different Taiqing disciples. !
"嘎~~" let the monks in the field be a scream of screams, and the eccentric swordsmen facing Cui Hongjun and others turned around.
"Ah?" Although Cui Hongyi and others have already prepared, they can still be shocked.