Xia Yu whispered in a low voice: "This person's strength is not as strong as you and I. If you meet him, be careful not to be removed by this guy."

Tang Yao glanced at the other party: "Oh, I feel like I have suffered a loss when I heard your tone?"

"Hmph, both sides are just injured." Xia Yu said with a hint of fear: "He may not be less injured than me."

After a moment of silence, the Communist Party of Chongguo changed the subject and a hint of cunning flashed across his face: "Old friend, it seems that your stubborn disease has deepened again, don't walk ahead of me."

"Xia Yu, everyone is not a match. I have an old disease, and you are also incurable. "Tang Yao said slowly: "The prescription for the green skull grass to treat heart disease is okay, right?"

"Hmph." I wanted to ridicule the other party, but unexpectedly I was revealed. Xia Yu's face was a little embarrassed: "The common rulers of our three ancient countries are actually in their own troubles. For nothing, no one should laugh at each other. If you are fine, leave quickly, so as not to covet your position and catch a fire in the backyard."

"You should pay attention to it. The 'day of the heavenly tribulation' is approaching, so leave a descendant quickly." Tang Yao did not forget to tease the other party when he left: "Otherwise, no one will inherit the huge ancient country. He married so many concubines, but he couldn't even give birth to an egg. Could it be your fault? Hahaha--"

"Damn it, I don't have a son, so you won't be much better, otherwise why would you be anxious to find the whereabouts of this 'evil star'?" Xia Yu was moved by the other party's words, and was very angry, and in the end he had to leave in disappointment.

...

At this moment, the escaped Rong Xuan's corpse horse carried Ruotao and plunged into the deep mountains and forests. The corpse horse did not recognize the road and could only walk and stop in a hurry.

"Uh ah ah ah ah--" After a while of silence, Ruotao screamed loudly because of the breath of the corpse beads in her body, and then she fell off the horse's back. The corpse horse hurried over and arched the other person's body.

"Corpse horse... I feel so uncomfortable..." Ruotao kept moaning at this time, and the thunder-swalking blade in her palm was suddenly thrown out by her, and it poked into the treetops with a bang, buzzing and trembling one after another.

"Wululu--" The corpse horse saw Ruotao in pain, and had no choice but to sniff and stumble around in place.

"By the way." In the flash of lightning, Ruotao's heart turned like lightning. She suddenly thought: "Young Master has been tortured by the ghost energy that was rampant in his body. Whenever that time, he would concentrate the six ghosts, the ghost tiger and me around him, and share the ghost energy to us. The corpse horse, and the corpse horse can help me."

"Hey, come here quickly." Ruotao finally thought of a feasible solution and hurriedly waved over the corpse horse. Then, he reached out and pressed the other party's forehead, and transported the corpse ghost aura that was running around in his body.

Ruotaoman thought that after losing her huge aura to the corpse horse, her realm would either be reduced to the fake black or half black. Who knew that it was not the case at all. Not only did her realm not decrease, she soared straight up and suddenly reached the middle level of the black gas, and the corpse horse gradually moved to the peak of the fake black.

The reason is that Ruotao was lucky in disguise. Tang Yao's lavender palm hit Ruotao's body in the front. If someone else was replaced, even the black aura domineering person who was on the same level as her would have to die. However, there were a few half-fusion corpse beads in Ruotao's body that sucked away the lavender aura.

This breath made the corpse beads expand and cracked, and the corpse energy leaked out, which made Ruotao feel so painful just now. However, she distributed part of the breath to the corpse horse and responded to the sentence by accident: It is better to clear the leak than to plug it.

If Tao and the corpse horse have corpse beads in their bodies, it will be a gradual cycle to make both sides profit.

"Huh--it seems safe." At this time, the 30% of the zombie ghoul energy was fused with a little purple energy and lost to the zombie horse. Ruotao then breathed a sigh of relief, but she looked up at the sky with stars and couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, where did you carry me?"

...

"Dangdang-Boom-Boom-Dangdang-" The casting furnace near the thatched hut on the top of Tujia Mountain peak, the deafening hammer sounded, mixed with the roar of thunder and thunder, and it rang for a whole day and night.

"It's outrageous. The sword body has obviously been tempered for thousands of times, and most of it has been repaired and connected. There is only a trace of crack left. No matter how hard it is beaten, it cannot be healed. Damn!"

While continuing to forge the sword body, Bi Wuxin shouted viciously: "Where is the problem? Where is it?"

Guan Heng was watching from the side at this time. Seeing Bi Wuxin becoming more and more impatient, he couldn't help clenching his fists and secretly became worried: "Did you really have something wrong? Is it going to fail?"

After glanced at the present time, Guan Heng had gradually become whiter in the east. Then he realized that it was already early in the morning and it was about to open the Cave of Duobao. If he didn't reach Longji Ridge, it would be awful.

At this moment, Bi Wuxin waved the meteorite hammer and hit the Jumang sword hard. Because he used too much force, his tiger's mouth suddenly burst out, and a slight blood splattered out, falling on the gap of the sword body: "Swish--"

"Hey, this is it?!" The two men's four eyes suddenly widened because they saw that the cracks of the sword body were stained with blood. At the same time, they closed slightly. Bi Wuxin immediately shouted: "Brother, I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, the meteorite hammer in his hand was in full swing and knocked the sword dozens of times in a row. Then, regardless of the heat, he suddenly reached out to lift the sword over his head.

"To make this sword sharper reappear, you need to pour it with blood. Guan Heng, and immediately stab me with a sword!" As soon as Bi Wuxin's roar came out, Guan Heng suddenly felt hesitant in his heart: "This..."

"Bastard, do you want my hard work to waste? Then I might as well die!!" The world's number one master of refining was angry. Without hesitation, he wiped his neck and throat with the hot sword in his palm. Guan Heng exclaimed: "Brother Wuxin, don't!"

"Clang!" He said it in a flash, and soon, Guan Heng pulled out the Hongyun Sword, and a cold light appeared one after another, and he directly pointed at the sword tip in Bi Wuxin's palm, trying to stop the other party from committing suicide.

Bi Wuxin laughed at this and said, "That's right." In the flash of lightning, he did not retreat but advanced, and actually let Guan Heng's sword slam into his shoulder.

"Puff--" A blood arrow immediately splattered on the Jumang Sword. Bi Wuxin immediately threw the sword into the stove, but he fell to the spot in an instant.

"Brother Wuxin!"

"Dang chang." Guan Heng threw away the Hongyun Sword and was about to support him. Bi Wuxin shouted: "Idiot, don't worry about me. While the blood is still there, hurry up and beat the sword body, hurry up--"

After hearing this, Guan Heng could only do what he said, otherwise the other party's efforts would be in vain.

"Dangdang! Dangdang!" With one blow, a twisted blood-red mark suddenly appeared in the middle of the Jumang Sword's sword's body, like a roaring angry dragon.
Chapter completed!