Chapter 63: The Scarlet Lake [Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation Votes]

"Am I wrong?"

Suddenly, Xiao Ze's expression was straight, and his tone was a little serious.

"As a son of the Heavenly Dao, the luck and talent you have can be called unique, the Qinglian Sword Body, the Innate Sword Fetus, the Infinite Sword Technique, etc., plus the support of the Infinite Sword Sect behind you, what you have is more than a thousand times higher than your peers."

"But now, against the Saint Venerable Realm, one move has not been solved, but you are proud?"

"Walking in the world, there should be caution, and the elders of the sect don't tell you? And these clichΓ©s that always need to be nagged in your ear? ”

Ye Zijin was like a child who had done something wrong, burying his head in his chest, almost twisting it a little.

"Xiao Ze, I was wrong." Ye Zijin twitched Xiao Qiong's nose, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace, and said apologetically.

Seeing this, Xiao Ze raised his eyebrows, and then said a few words.

"Ahem, I don't mean anything else when I say this, I just hope that you don't live up to the title of the son of the Heavenly Dao and the reputation of the Infinite Sword Sect."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zijin was sobbing quietly, and immediately cried loudly.

This operation instantly made Xiao Ze completely blind, even if he fought with the emperor, he was not so tired.

"Hey, do you know your Sword Sect's Infinite Sword Emperor?" Xiao Ze couldn't see a woman crying the most, so he spoke.

The leaves were faintly dotted, but the tears did not stop.

Xiao Ze continued: "When the Wuji Sword Emperor was young, he was just like you, he had a careless personality and often made mistakes. ”

"Really?" Suddenly, Ye Zijin stopped crying and asked curiously.

Of course it's fake, but Xiao Ze will definitely not say it.

Xiao Ze said very seriously: "Naturally, it's true, the young Sword Emperor also has a big personality, and he is no different from you." ”

Alas, in order to comfort the individual, he was also able to ruin his own reputation.

What a wickedness!

Suddenly, Ye Zijin's face turned cloudy, and he said excitedly: "Great, I actually have the same personality as the young Wuji Sword Emperor, yes!" ”

Seeing this, Xiao Ze couldn't help but support his forehead, thinking in his mind, was he right or wrong when he said this?

Why is the train still off the tracks?

In the territory of Wuling Kingdom, King's Landing City.

There were two figures in the air lurking high in the air, and their momentum was not visible, looking down at the city.

"Young Master, you still don't want to give up the Blood Hell Demon Spear?" Mo Hong asked.

Mo Xiucheng shook his head, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said, "No, I have given up completely. ”

After that, Mo Xiucheng conjured up a half-cut spear in his hand, which was about the appearance of the spear body, and the mysterious ancient Dao patterns on it were densely covered, and the blood was bewitching.

The aura emitted by the spear was the same as the one that had appeared in the Black Iron Family before!

"There is a wine sword fairy, and we will definitely not be able to get back the remaining half of the spear." Mo Xiucheng saw it very thoroughly and said bluntly.

Mo Hong frowned slightly, puzzled: "Then why do you still want to stay in this Wuling Country, and even come to this King's Landing City to have a look." ”

Mo Xiucheng's gaze swept over King's Landing City, and said in a deep voice: "What I'm curious about is the identity of the mysterious ancestor of Wuling Kingdom, how can he be an ordinary person who can be maintained like a wine sword immortal?" ”

Mo Hong pondered for a moment and said, "Young Master, this Xiao Ze Formation Dao attainments are extraordinary, maybe it is the Wine Sword Immortal who owes him a great favor, and it is not necessary to maintain it like this." ”

Mo Xiucheng shook his head slightly, and said, "No, the Wine Sword Immortal has always been unruly among the five elders of Tianxuan, even if he owes Tianda a favor, he will not be treated like this." ”

Mo Hong thought of the horror of the Wine Sword Immortal, and a thick fear flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he nodded.

"Young master, have you gained something from Xiao Ze's situation now?"

Mo Xiucheng's expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "There is no gain, this person seems to appear out of thin air, I spied on the heavenly machine through the secret art of the clan, but I couldn't find any trace of him." ”

"I can't find any traces, how is that possible?" Mo Hong was shocked in his heart and said in surprise.

Falling Forest Town, in the ruins of the enchantment.

"Xiao Ze, where are we going?" Ye Zijin walked in the ruins for an unknown amount of time, and couldn't help asking.

"There is an end to the way forward."

Ye Zijin wondered, "Why do we use it?" Isn't it good to tear the space directly, or to fly through the sky? ”

Ye Zijin, who has the cultivation of the Holy Emperor, has undoubted physical strength, even if he walks on foot for hundreds of years, it is no problem.

But just keep using the means of shrinking into a ruler to go on, although not tired, but boring!

Xiao Ze chuckled lightly, without much explanation.

After walking for a long time, a lake appeared and came into view of the two of them.

The lake is not an ordinary lake, it is not clear water, but it is filled with a bright red liquid, like blood.

In the light of the light, the blood in the lake is reflected in the surrounding area, which is bewitching and magnificent, which makes people shocked.

"Here we are." Xiao Ze looked at the blood-colored lake in front of him and said softly.

"Who's coming?"

Suddenly, a loud cheer came with rolling momentum.

Xiao Ze's expression remained unchanged, still looking at the blood-colored lake, ignoring the source of the voice.

"This is the territory of the Black Iron Family, so you can retreat as soon as possible."

A moment later, an old man in a black robe with a long knife on his back came to Xiao Ze and scolded.

At this time, Xiao Zefang moved his gaze slightly, "The territory of the Black Iron Family? ”

"Your Black Iron Family has long been reduced to ruins, where is there still a Black Iron Family?"

Hearing this, the old man instantly became furious, and said sharply: "Ignorant child, dare to insult my Black Iron Family, die!" ”

In an instant, a blood-colored sword fell straight above Xiao Ze's head, mighty and shattering the void.

Roar~

At this moment, a golden dragon suddenly rushed out of Xiao Ze's sleeve, his eyes fixed on the blood-colored lake, and roared in a low voice.

"You guy, if you have a little meat, you can smell it." Xiao Ze flicked the golden dragon's head and scolded with a smile.

Oh~

Chirp~

Not only that, after the golden dragon appeared, the white beast and the blue delicate bird followed.

"Don't worry, such a large area is enough for the three of you."

"Dare to be distracted in the face of my attack, it's really looking for death." The old man saw that Xiao Ze was still teasing his pet, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"It's so cute!"

When Ye Zijin saw these pets of Xiao Ze, his eyes were full of stars, especially when he saw the snow-white and fluffy little beast, he felt that his heart was about to sprout.

Xiao Ze's gaze swept over the three pets, and he chuckled: "Don't be lazy, the blood-colored lake is yours, and the people nearby also want you to clean it up." ”

Roar~

Chirp~

Oh~

The three pets nodded one after another, all rubbing on Xiao Ze's body, and they were extremely cute.

Roar ~ Roar ~ Roar~

Just as the sword was about to fall, the golden dragon's figure flashed, and it suddenly flew into the air, and with a roar, its size instantly became larger, winding in the air, like the Great Wall stretching endlessly, with no end in sight.

And the old man's sword was also shocked into nothingness under this roar......

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