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Chapter 250, Xuanyuan's luck, Bai Lingyi

Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the great master Xiaoxiaosheng in Xiangnan! The young sword cultivator is called Xuanyuan Po. The surname Xuanyuan is an ancient clan. His bloodline is noble and unspeakable, and his talent is indescribable.m. The site that saves the most traffic on mobile phones and has no advertisements.

Break, I have a sword that can break all things, block rivers and seas, open the sky and break the earth, twist the universe, and overturn yin and yang!

Xuanyuan Po was born in the Xuanyuan clan's billions of years of fortune, and his bloodline returned to nearly 100%. He cultivated into the innate sword fetus in the fetus, became a mysterious elixir at the age of three, entered the starry sea at the age of five, and entered the divine baby at the age of ten!

But after nearly a hundred years, my cultivation has barely stopped at the peak of reincarnation. How sad!?

The ancestors of the Xuanyuan clan even said that the Xuanyuan clan has been in the world for billions of years and should be prosperous for Xuanyuan, but it is less likely to be lucky. Otherwise, it will not be able to open up the universe and destroy the nirvana.

Oh hey, you are fucking, you can't open the world. I have been enlightened in Tianxuanjian for nearly a hundred years. Not to mention that the sword intent is perfect, the sword heart has entered the immortal class, but your fucking realm has to stop at the peak of reincarnation. What's the matter?

If you say that talent is not good, then that's fine. However, talent is responsible for the fortune of the Xuanyuan clan for billions of years, and as a result, he was turned away in front of the Tianmen. Even the gods were suffocated to death in this century. Now that he learned that the lucky person appeared, he imagined how excited Xuanyuan Po was.

What kind of master's style, fairy style, and spirit, are all fucking. Xuanyuan Yishi is a frustrated in a cave world with a radius of only a hundred miles. I really think he is a master born? He is not a worldly fireworks, and likes to lie down on the stones and slept on the east mountain?

Hey, if you really think so, it is really a bystander who is confused and clear about the authorities. You are not in the besieged city and do not understand the hardships of the people in the besieged city.

In an ancient war, how many innate creatures were cut off and the foundation of the ancient clan? The Xuanyuan Yi family was able to retain this bloodline, but the main shade accumulated from the ancestral tomb that began to emerge from the chaos since the beginning of the chaos.

Now Xuanyuan Yishi has finally waited for the darkness of willows and flowers. After the wither and prosperity in his hand, how could Xuanyuan Po, who had been frustrated for a hundred years, be unhappy? That is really a suffocation of "I can't understand the long-term life" and it's been eliminated in one's heart.

A big dream, billions of spring and autumn have passed, Xuanyuan Po finally waited for a moment to open the sky. Therefore, even if the thin little girl in front of him doesn’t want to bid farewell to herself and how to turn herself in the back, Xuanyuan Po is happy.

After walking through the mountains and fields, Yingguo picked up a Yangguan Avenue, and her beautiful eyebrows were frowned tightly. The little girl didn't expect that the young master had just left and met a shameless villain. Fortunately, the guy who claimed to be Xuanyuan Po did not do anything to him, otherwise she would not have any doubt that she was not the guy's opponent.

After walking for most of the day without realizing it, Yingguo felt that the guy behind him seemed to have no ill intentions towards him, so she stopped, frowned and looked at the young Jian Xiu, and said angrily: "You are not allowed to continue with me."

Following the little girl, the young sword cultivator, who seemed to be young, said first, then looked up at the sky. It was still half a day before the sky was dark. Then he looked down at his feet. There was nothing to see in the mud and land. Then he looked around.

The little girl was already so angry that she couldn't stand it. The young sword cultivator who called Xuanyuan Po said: "The road is halfway through the sky, and this road is not yours, why don't I leave?"

As for this guy who had been with him for most of the day, the little girl had already seen the shamelessness of the other party, so she had to snort coldly, then turned around and continued to walk forward.

Xuanyuan Po also hummed, but the sound was full of naughty.

As he walked in a piss, his eyebrows became more and more tight as he urinated.

As expected, he felt the little girl's nervousness. Xuanyuan Po was quite understanding and followed the little girl and said, "Our Bailing Reef Island is 8,000 miles in radius. It is rumored that it was a place of dragons in ancient times, and the ancient eight tribes gathered the luck of the two tribes. You don't know the ancient eight tribes, but I know you don't know. Let me tell you?"

With a questioning tone, he knew that he could not wait for the reply, and without waiting for the little girl who was walking in front to reply, Xuanyuan Po continued: "It is rumored that our era is called the Chaos Era. Chaos has just begun to open, and there are innate creatures to nurture spiritual intelligence. After the innate creatures, there were eight ancient tribes at the beginning, namely Ji, Jiang, Si, Ying, Jing, Gui, Yan, Yao, and our Ji Xuanyuan clan is the first clan of the eight ancient tribes. This son Xuanyuan Po is the direct disciple of the Xuanyuan clan."

"If we talk about our Xuanyuan clan, that would be amazing. Not to mention the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, the fortune of our clan will have the momentum of inheriting the heaven and earth. Look at the ancient war, the collapse of all worlds, the collapse of the universe, the eight ancient clans, and millions of top Taoist sects, all turned into ashes and annihilated? The foundation and inheritance of fortune, hey, but only our Xuanyuan clan has left the torch."

"Girl, as long as you enter our Xuanyuan Yi family's house, not to mention enjoying the chaotic and blessings of all worlds, at least you are the top existence in all worlds. Who doesn't look at each other wherever you go?"

"Looking at me is a swear word!" The little girl finally said the first unpolite thing.

When Xuanyuan Po heard the little girl finally took care of her, he was happy and said quickly: "That's right, but it depends on the situation. Everything cannot be killed in one go, right? As long as the girl follows me, you can guarantee that you can enter the cycle of reincarnation within ten years and control the universe..."

"You Xuanyuan family is so powerful, why should you give me the sword technique?" Yingguo stopped and suddenly looked at the hateful guy behind her and asked.

The sword cultivator who originally wanted to show off like a little girl was suddenly happy, there was a chance! He hurriedly said: "Tianji, Tianji must not be revealed..."

As soon as he said the words "The Secret of Heaven" should not be revealed, he saw the little girl immediately turned around and continued walking. He quickly smiled embarrassedly and said, "I didn't tell you just now. The foundation of the fortune of the eight tribes in ancient times was cut off. Although our Xuanyuan Yi family has retained the torch, it still lacks the luck of breaking the secret. As for you..."

The little girl rolled her eyes and whispered: "What the young master said is indeed correct. If you don't have anything to do, you are either a traitor or a thief."

Xuanyuan Po laughed dryly, smashed his mouth and said, "What you said is not bad, but you think, with the help of your luck, you can also become powerful. Wouldn't the kind of invincible kill two birds with one stone?"

"Then can I go to the fairy world?" the little girl looked at the young man who was still disliked in front of her again. Although she was not ugly, she was far inferior to the young master.

"Immortal Realm?" Xuanyuan Po was stunned and then snorted, "What is the Immortal Realm? You can go to the Holy Realm!"

The little girl frowned and thought for a while, and finally pouted, "My name is Yingguo."

Xuanyuan Po was immediately overjoyed.

...

Bailing Fairy City.

Bailing Fairy City is located in the center of Bailing Reef Island in the 8,000-mile radius.

There is a city in the center of the fairy city called Bailing Fairy Palace.

Tens of millions of monks in the entire Bailing Reef Island knew that there was a palace master with great cultivation in that immortal palace, named Bai Ling.

Bailing Reef Island was not originally called this name, but a palace change three thousand years ago. The old island master, known as the Blood Demon, was unknown. Bailing stood out and killed countless powerful people in the Nirvana Realm. He was called the first person under the Immortal Class.

All millions of monks know that Bai Ling is the only master of the Immortal Palace and is also the veritable island owner of the Eight Thousand Li Jiao Island. Even the top-class clans have never opposed it. However, few monks of the Immortal Palace know that Bai Ling Immortal Palace uses the Great Way of Death as the center line, divided into two.

The east of the Great Dao is called Bailing Immortal Palace, and the west of the Great Dao is called Blood Sacrifice Palace!

The Blood Sacrifice Palace is not bad. It is the name of the White Spirit Immortal Palace three thousand years ago. Even if three thousand years have passed, half of the White Spirit Immortal Palace is still called the Blood Sacrifice Palace.

In the Blood Sacrifice Palace, blood qi surged into the air, and a powerful blood evil aura filled the world. The naked eye could see the flying sand and stones of the entire Blood Sacrifice Palace, revealing bloody and violent aura.

But in this blood, I could still see a man in white standing straight. Opposite the man was a thicker blood color. If you look closely, you could see that he was a graceful woman.

The blood and energy were rolling, and a faint sound gradually spread. Finally, a cold sound came from the blood color: "You are so arrogant and come to this Blood Sacrifice Palace, aren't you afraid of being contaminated with the blood evil spirit? You must know that even if three thousand years have passed, you are not his opponent."

The man in white did not reply, but just stared straight at the thicker blood color in front of him, the vague graceful figure.

The blood-colored figure also became silent and gently floated forward a little.

The man in white finally spoke: "I'm sorry, Blood Sakura!"

It was obviously bloody, but the man in white could see the beautiful figure called Xue Ying smiled at the corner of the mouth, "What's wrong with me? Once you enter the blood sacrifice, you will be a lifelong blood slave. It's a great blessing for Xue Ying to meet you in this life, but it's a pity..."

The blood-colored beautiful figure didn't finish it, but gradually had a hint of resentment.

The man in white smiled faintly: "If there is reincarnation, I will definitely look for you."

The man in white smiled, trying to reach out to touch the blood shadow, touching the cheeks deep in memory, but lifted them into the air, but stopped.

Three thousand years ago, the bloody palace transformation, the heaven and earth know, you know me, and in addition to this, all the people who know it have entered the cycle of reincarnation!

Only by practicing for a hundred years can you cross the same boat, and only by practicing for a thousand years can you sleep together. Five hundred times of looking back in the previous life, and one passerby in this life. An encounter in this life will definitely give birth to too many sweet or painful memories in the previous life! All fates are born, all fates!

The woman's eyebrows were slightly frowning in the bloody shadow.

The man in white had a firm look on his face, "If there was no reincarnation, how could we meet in this life?"

The blood-shadowed woman Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Are you sure you can beat him this time?"

The man in white smiled softly: "Planning is for people to succeed, and I don't want to go against the will of heaven, but if I can't find you, what's wrong with going against the will of heaven!"

The woman's voice was a little low and sad, "Maybe you and I are destined to be separated by humans and demons in this life, but even so, being able to look at you from afar can be considered as having a time and having a blessing in life!"

The man in white said in a deep voice: "There are natural barriers for humans and demons, and I will fill the barriers for humans and demons. If there are gaps for humans and demons, I will break the gaps."

The woman felt bitter in her heart, and the blood evil spirit between heaven and earth became stronger. She then turned around and entered the palace and stopped looking at him.

Three thousand years ago, a blood demon was revived and sacrificed three thousand furnaces and cauldrons to break the mortal realm and condense the immortal roots; three thousand years ago, Bai Ling entered the palace and met her in a corner of the palace; three thousand years ago, a young man fell into the path of demons with hatred of extermination; three thousand years ago, she smiled and let his inner demons go away.

But she has been in the devil's way forever and has become a blood slave.

Bai Ling in white looked at her back gradually swallowed by blood, and was stunned for a long time, and finally murmured in a deep voice: "Who can stop me this time?"

...

Seven thousand miles!

Bailing Mountains are located in a radius of dozens of miles, located next to Bailing Fairy City.

There is a cold pool in the mountains. There is a small path at the entrance of the cold pool. The small path is secluded, and it seems to exude a misty water and cold atmosphere in the cold pool.

At the edge of the cold pond, there is a thatched hut standing towering. I don’t know how long this hut has existed, maybe a hundred years, a thousand years, or a thousand years.

At this moment, on the banks of the green water and blue pond, the scenery was faint, and a man was sitting cross-legged.

The man was wearing a blue black robe, with bright eyebrows, and a black hair tied up high with a jade crown. He was still wearing a white jade whisk in his hand and a pair of ordinary cotton shoes. His body was slender but straight and powerful.

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