When Xiang Xiaotian's consciousness returned to normal, he didn't know how much time had passed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The new skin is extremely delicate, and the face seems to be more handsome than before. If the handsome and chic face before was more of the temperament of a weak scholar, then now it is really a sword eyebrow and starry eyes, full of masculinity. If Xu Shiqing sees it this time, I am afraid that she will be even more unable to bear the heat and excitement in her heart. Maybe, she would have to forcibly wrap Xiang Xiaotian in her incense.

He stretched out his arm, and a sense of power that he had never felt before filled every cell, joint, and muscle in his body. It also filled his brain, and now Xiang Xiaotian even had an illusion, and if he swung it out, even this space would be shattered by him.

Of course, this is just an illusion. The sudden increase in power can lead to uncontrollable thoughts for a while.

I looked around, and then I looked behind me. He walked in too deeply, not to mention that he could see the figures of the women behind him. Not even the slightest sound could be heard from them. I can only see a thunder net still intertwining, destroying, and reborn.

He was a little worried about the third daughter, but he had already come here, and he really couldn't turn back. If he had to do it all over again, it was hard to say whether he would survive the pain.

Stepping on the soft ground under his feet, Xiang Xiaotian walked forward step by step.

Strangely, the thunder light seemed to have been completely isolated 2,500 years ago, and this bamboo forest was strangely in an unusually quiet state. The only special thing is that whether it was a small bamboo that was only three or five years old, or a thick bamboo that was more than two thousand years old, several adults did not necessarily hug it. They are all green and green, and the color is pleasant.

Here, although there is no thunder, the color of the bamboo is not the same green. Gradually from the roots, it becomes more and more dark purple.

From the beginning, only the roots of bamboo were purple, but now, half of the body is purple and half of the body is green, which makes people feel even more weird.

He walked extremely fast, because he didn't know if the bamboo forest was brewing bigger thunder and lightning. So if you want to quickly take away the 3,000-year-old Zijin Electric Bamboo, you have to hurry.

Go faster and deeper. It seems that we have finally come to the depths of the bamboo forest that is 3,000 years old.

However, this may also be the deepest, looking up at the sky, there is no higher bamboo than this one.

A piece of bamboo is dark purple all over the body, although there is no pattern, but it gives people an awe-inspiring and inviolable luxurious texture. It seems that it is the king of this bamboo forest, and it is also the king of this heaven and earth. And this bamboo is not thick, probably the thickness of ordinary bamboo, but it is taller than all bamboos, too high, as if it goes straight to the sky and looks down on the world.

Xiang Xiaotian stabilized his mind and took out the bloody bone flying sword in his hand.

For these 3,000 years of bamboo, he is not arrogant enough to uproot it, so he can only cut off one of them.

The law duel flashed, and the Bloody Bone Flying Sword instantly turned into a huge heavy sword. His hands clenched tightly, he shook his teeth and slashed at the bottom.

It is not the sound that the sword should make when it touches the bamboo, it is the sound that the steel should make when it touches the fine iron. For a moment, the sound of reminiscing in the silent bamboo forest made Xiang Xiaotian feel a little painful in his eardrums. I only felt that my hands were a little numb from the shock.

Looking at the bamboo that seemed to be as thick as it could be cut down with a single chop, it was cut by the treasure weapon Blood Bone Flying Sword, and there was not even a white mark left. Xiang Xiaotian's face turned black at that time, if this was the case, he would honestly cut here for a month, maybe it would not have any effect.

No matter what, keep going, it's already here. Even if it's not for the Thundering Valley Lord, you have to comfort yourself. After wasting so much energy, is it possible to gain nothing?

"Drink!"

With a heavy snort, he slashed again with his heavy sword in both hands.

"Oops."

At this moment, if it weren't for Xiang Xiaotian's body that had just been tempered, I am afraid that he would have to twist his waist directly. The sword didn't hit the bamboo at all, and the Bloody Bone Flying Sword retreated on its own. A huge force on the sword's body flew backwards with the sword just as it was about to touch the bamboo.

If he hadn't held it tightly, the sword would have flown out.

was in a bad mood, and when the Bloody Bone Flying Sword came again, Xiang Xiaotian was furious at that time, and he just wanted to scold. As a result, as soon as he looked at the flying sword body, he swallowed all the words back. The sound of swallowing and foaming was very loud, showing a slight fear in his heart.

There was a gap in the part of the sword body that was cut on the bamboo just now, and a thin crack appeared on this bloody bone flying sword that seemed to have been invincible before, could cut anything, split it, and cut it open.

Holding the sword in front of his eyes, Xiang Xiaotian touched the gap with his hand. The loss is that the sword has a spirit, otherwise the weapon I am used to cutting it down at this time I am afraid that it will be broken here.

Looking at this gap, Xiang Xiaotian was also a little distressed, and even more incredulous. You must know that the Bloody Bone Flying Sword is now a low-grade treasure, and in terms of hardness, it can be regarded as the number one in the world. Although he hasn't had time to continue to advance, he can collapse when he chops bamboo, and if he had told him before, he wouldn't have believed it.

Quickly take out a vat of essence blood from the Purple Flame Holy Ring, soak the flying sword in the essence blood, and let it slowly recover on its own.

Xiang Xiaotian stared at this purple gold electric bamboo. The Bloody Bone Flying Sword was already the sharpest weapon in his hand, and if it couldn't help this bamboo, I'm afraid there was little hope for anything else.

He sat down cross-legged next to the bamboo, a flame gushing out of his hands, and slapped his palms against the bamboo. The flames poured into the bamboo, and even the iron ore melted in an instant in this flame, and even the body of the Master of the Willow was melted by the flames. This is the spiritual fire between heaven and earth.

However, after burning for a full hour, the bamboo was smelted by the flames. There is not even the slightest intention of wanting to start a fire. On the contrary, Xiang Xiaotian was tired and sweaty, manipulating such a powerful flame, and it was not a simple project to be so delicate.

"Whew"

With a sigh of relief, he withdrew the flame in his hand.

Xiang Xiaotian stepped forward, carefully looked at the bamboo with his eyes, and then confirmed that it was really not affected by the flames.

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