Vol 3 Chapter 499: Painted fairy (1/2)

Basket Rui walked in the forest, not too slow, enjoying the scenery he saw along the way, like a traveller who came out to relax.

He is the young man who let Zi Zi owe a human condition. After leaving that day, he did not go back according to the agreed time, but wandered in the forest.

Looking back at the scene of the day, the basket whispered: ”It's really hard to find. It seems that there is something isolated. If it weren't for those sneaky guys, I really missed it. But it's good. I am extremely difficult to find, and it is even harder to believe that others want to find it.”

Then Rui Rui shook his head again, and some helplessly said: ”The situation of the Blue House is not good, why is this?”

In the direction different from the basket Rui, the four people are still heading towards the destination, still in the daytime, and rest at night.

Only this time, Zi Yan no longer understands the black jade piece, but is practicing the thunder.

This kind of sacred technique, he saw it with his own eyes on the same day, once it is really excited, it is completely another big card.

At the same time, he also began to teach the mountain and Noah practice, the two have been in this state for many years, the current task is not to break the ground, but to find their own strength.

Zi Yan looked at the two and said: ”For example, my strength, you come and see.”

There was light at his fingertips, and there was a thunder in the light.

”This is strength, but also the property. You two carefully perceive it.” The light of the purple fingertips disappeared, and the two said.

Noah said: ”It seems difficult to find.”

”Of course it is difficult.”

Zi Yan said that he does not deny this. If he does not expect it, the soul of the soul is probably equivalent to the five-star sage of the Holy Spirit. Under normal circumstances, some Holy Spirits cannot reach this level in their lifetime.

Although the world is different, the difficulty of practicing is still the same. For example, Ziyan can easily reach the soul. It is because his own soul is six stars. In fact, he has never broken the border. He just found it. The way power really opens.

For the two, the road ahead is still very long.

For the little dumb, Zi Yan has nothing to teach, because he can not see through the other side, and the last time the young man, he always felt that the reason for the other side appeared here, because of the dumb.

For the practice of Hawthorn and Noah, Zi Yan only mentions a few words, and can't spend too much time. He is more and more accumulating.

One is for the war, and the other is for red currency.

The passage of time, in the blink of an eye, has passed in January, and the four people have never encountered danger. The accumulation of purple eyes has reached a great extent.

If there is another danger, Zi Yan believes that he can fight for a long time. The only thing that regrets him is that Tian Lei has still not succeeded.

Just this evening, the four stopped again. After eating something, the sable was away from the bonfire and stood in the darkness.

He took the unpredictable hand, but he did not finish the pen.

The three people have long been eccentric, Noah is adding fire, and the mountain and the dumb are doing simple communication.

After a quarter of an hour, Zi Yan began to drop pens.

His pen tip has a ray of light, leaving a real trace in the air after the pen is dropped.

Those traces glowed and looked very extraordinary.

The three still didn't care, because Zijing tried too many times, and each time was very extraordinary, but it has not been successful once.

The original three people will be anxious for the purple, but over time, they have long been used to it.

Suddenly, a turbulent force came from the front, and the bonfire continued to tilt in one direction. The forest flew sand and the wind whistled.

The three immediately looked up and looked forward. I saw a large black cloud above the head of the purple sable. There were thunders falling in the dark clouds and scratching the darkness.

In front of the purple scorpion, the soul force formed a huge whirlpool there, and there was a buzzing sound in the whirlpool.

The three were first glimpsed, and then it was clear what happened, and there was a ecstasy in each of the eyes.

”The sky is thundering, and the spirit is coming out.”

Zi Yan looked up at the sky and finally fell.

If a powerful storm suddenly rolls up from the front, in the turbulent fluctuations, a more than a hundred feet of spirits appear out of thin air.

The coffin was around, flashing the thunder light, and a pair of scorpions swept around like cold electricity. The three people slammed a chill, and the coffin that appeared this time was stronger than the last time the opponent showed it. too much.

Zi Yan looked at the coffin in front of him and had a smile on his face.

I saw a scorpion opening, a squeaking sound, and then a thunder fell. A few hundred feet away, an ancient tree was turned into nothingness. There was a huge deep pit on the ground, and countless ripples spread.