"Nephew Xu, the wind here is cold and violent, so it's better to blow less."

When Xu Libing turned around, she saw Xia Chengdu wearing a white robe walking over. Now Xia Chengdu has refined Long Haotian's body to look seventy-sixth of his original appearance.

Those who are not familiar with him cannot tell the difference between them at all.

Although Xia Chengdu seems to be much younger than before, in Xu Libing's feeling, Xia Chengdu's yin energy has decreased much less than before.

The vital energy is severely damaged! Xia Chengdu is now severely damaged.

"Disciple pays homage to my uncle."

Seeing Xu Libing stand up and salute, Xia Chengdu smiled on his face. He waved his hand and said, "Nephew Libing, we are all our own family, so there is no need to be too polite."

Xu Libing chuckled and didn't say anything. Although Xia Chengdu's ranking in the Demon Transformation Sect's Yuanying Ancestor is the lowest, his requirements for etiquette are the highest.

A few years ago, because a Jindan Zhenren was not respectful enough to him, someone directly hit the Jindan Zhenren Zhenren Zhenren whip.

This time I was supervised with Xia Cheng, and the most careful thing was etiquette.

No matter how respectful I was in the past, Xia Chengdu didn’t think there was anything wrong.

Now that he is so polite to himself, he naturally understands his relationship with Fang Ling.

"Brother Fang Dao hasn't come out of seclusion yet?" Xia Chengdu looked at a mountain in the distance and asked softly.

Xu Libing nodded: "Not yet."

"The Nascent Soul Ancestor usually has a certain time to go into seclusion, and there are many or even hundreds of years." Xia Chengdu said this and said softly: "Mr. Xu. My temper is cold and warm. If you have any needs in the future, I will tell you that."

If Xia Chengdu, who had not been in front of Fang Ling, had always been cold-faced and heartless, talked to him like this, Xu Libing might have been wondering.

But now, it is different.

Although the relationship between her and Fang Ling was not publicly stated, Xia Chengdu should be able to see the mystery here.

Now, Xia Chengdu is very strongly pleading with Fang Ling, and she naturally rises with the flow of water.

"Thank you for your care. If you have any urgent matters in the future, I will definitely ask you for help from my uncle."

Xu Libing said the words of Xia Chengdu was full of smiles. He laughed and said, "If you have anything, just come to me. As long as it is my uncle, I will do my best to satisfy my nephew."

The two people have the meaning of being close to each other, and for a moment they naturally say that they are extremely close.

Just as Xia Chengdu gave Xu Libing a magic weapon obtained from the Baituo Palace treasure house, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from a distance.

The sound of breaking through the air changed Xia Chengdu's face!

He patted his sleeves, and the Thousand Ghost Soul-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand, and then shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist He Fang is here. I'm polite to the Xia Xia Chengdu."

"Xia Chengdu? I haven't heard of it! However, just because you, a Nascent Soul who has taken over the body and practiced again, is worthy of calling me a fellow Taoist? You are overestimating your ability!" A faint voice, with a trace of indescribable arrogance, came from the void.

Hearing this voice, Xia Chengdu's face changed. In the Demon-Cultivation Sect, he was a proud person. At this time, he was actually humiliated so much that he would not make him feel angry.

But this time he came to Xuanguo. After suffering two losses, he had already reduced his anger by half. Otherwise, with this sentence, he would have said nothing and took action directly.

When Xu Libing spoke here, she sensed the breath of the visitor. She looked in the direction where the visitor was talking and saw a man in her thirties, with a thin figure and a faint golden light flashing in her eyes, floating in the void.

What makes this man in white most noticeable is his golden eyes.

After Xu Libing looked at the pair of eyes, she felt her eyes hurt.

As a real person with Jindan, her cultivation is not weak, but her golden eyes can invisibly hurt her.

"Demon Cultivator?" Xia Chengdu looked at the man carefully, and said with a hint of guesswork in his words.

But his words angered the person who came, and the man shouted coldly: "I'm so brave, I dare to talk nonsense. I'll slap myself ten big things in the face, and I'll spare you."

Even if Xia Chengdu has such a domineering and domineering look, he can't stand it even if he has a good temper. What's more, Xia Chengdu is not famous for his good temper.

He snorted coldly, and the magic trick in his hand activated. The Thousand Ghost Soul-Slaying Sword instantly turned into a ghost head, opened its mouth and swallowed it towards the person who came.

This mouth is as fast as lightning, making people unable to dodge at all.

Xia Chengdu’s cultivation of the Nascent Soul Ancestor is combined with ancient treasure-level magic weapons. Even cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul must dodge.

But the man in white did not flash at all. His eyes, which were flashing with golden light, suddenly emitted two golden lights and fell towards the ghost head.

The golden light was as fast as lightning, and it shone on the ghost head full of yin energy in an instant. In an instant, the ghost head seemed to touch the ice and snow of fire, melting one-third of its size.

It was like encountering the nemesis's ghost head, which turned into a black long sword again, but this time, after a whine, he quickly retreated towards Xia Chengdu.

Although this Thousand Ghost Soul-Slaying Sword is not Xia Chengdu’s magic weapon, Xia Chengdu is very fond of this baby.

After all, this is the inheritance treasure of the Demon-Chuang Sect. In the future, the Demon-Chuang Sect will rely on this magic weapon to support the scene.

Now, after only one fight, the magic weapon was broken, which made Xia Chengdu feel very distressed. The moment he reached out to take the Thousand Ghosts' Soul-Screaming Sword, a legend suddenly rose in his heart.

"Golden-eyed Snow Dove! You... are you golden-eyed Snow Dove?"

The visitor laughed and said, "Although you are a little bit inferior, you can recognize my origin, but you have some vision."

"For your little vision, get out of here immediately. There is no problem with you."

At this time, Xia Chengdu was not angry, but clasped his fists and said, "Brother Jin Dao, the owner of this place is in seclusion. If you have anything, tell me now that I can tell me."

"Tell me, do you think I still have something to tell me?" The man in white snorted, and his eyes stared at Xu Libing tightly.

As soon as Xu Libing stared at the golden eyes, she felt that her body was a little unmovable.

Although she didn't understand what the golden-eyed snow dove meant, the way this person could suppress Xia Chengdu was surprised.

"It's true. The Xuanyin Zhenying in your belly is born. Humph, today I'm here for you, come with me!"

As the golden-eyed snow dove spoke, his palm waved, and an invisible rope pulled Xu Libing's body and rushed towards him.

Xia Chengdu, who had guessed the origin of the Golden Eye Snow Dove, was in a bad mood at this time. From the appearance of the Golden Eye Snow Dove, he felt that things were not simple.

This golden-eyed Xuejiu was indeed coming for Xu Libing! What should I do? Or not to stop it. If I stop it, it would be a headache to offend this golden-eyed Xuejiu who holds revenge.

But if you don’t stop me, once the golden-eyed snow dou takes Xu Libing away, he will not be able to explain to Fang Ling.

As his thoughts flashed, he once again controlled the Thousand Ghost Soul-Slaying Sword and slashed at the invisible rope that bound Xu Libing, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jinyan Dao, how did my nephew offend you? Let you attack a junior like her."

When the golden-eyed Xuejiu saw that Xia Chengdu had actually disturbed his affairs, Yang Tian couldn't help but let out a shrill cry.

The sound of this tweet is strange, but it has a power that makes the world tremble!

"You are so brave, you dare to stop the incident in Deep Space Island. Today I will let you, the evil man, pay the price for what you do."

As he spoke, the golden-eyed snow dove waved his sleeves, and more than 300 silver-white lights and shadows were overwhelmingly hitting Xia Chengdu.

At this moment, Xia Chengdu's directions were covered by the silver-white light and shadow, and there was no place to dodge at all.

The light and shadows as thin as steel needles shocked Xia Chengdu. It was not that he didn't know the origin of the light needle, but because he knew that he was even more afraid.

Before he achieved his Nascent Soul, the ancestor of Deep Sky enjoyed the golden-eyed snow dove, a descendant of an ancient monster, on an unknown island in the North Sea.

The golden-eyed snow dove's eyes contained a magical power to destroy demons, which made a lot of contributions to the ancestor of Deep Sky.

After becoming a powerful ancestor in Deep Sky, he used Tongtian's magic power to retrain the golden-eyed snow dove to help the monster cultivate the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm.

As an ancient alien species, the golden-eyed snow dove was not only fierce in nature, but also powerful in its means. In particular, the 365 snow feathers on its body were even refined into a set of needle-shaped magic weapons by the people in the deep sky.

The ordinary Nascent Soul Ancestor simply cannot escape the attack of flying needles everywhere.

When he just heard about this golden-eyed snow dove, Xia Chengdu was a little unbelievable that its needle-shaped magic weapon would be so powerful, but now, he felt that this threat was even more powerful than he thought.

The feather needles in the sky seemed to be scattered, but in fact they were one and had no place to dodge at all.

If you can't dodge, then there is only one way, fight!

Xia Chengdu has been working hard from practicing Qi to Nascent Soul. Over the past few hundred years, he has no idea how many times he has fought.

Although now, he cherishes his life, when he should work hard, he can still sacrifice his life.

The feather needles in the sky did not give him any room to dodge, so he would create a piece of area to keep him alive.

With his hands quickly pinched the magic trick, a golden ruler the size of a fist appeared in front of him. The ruler instantly turned into a circle and swept across the white light needle in front of him! (To be continued)

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