The Immortal Taoist

"Breakthrough?"

Among the eyes of Lingdao, there was a strange color. He didn't think of it, but he broke through easily because he saw the laughter of the butterfly dance. He has been rushing to the middle of the border, but at the moment he just broke through to the late stage.

Unusually, Xian Jin suddenly broke out, madly absorbing the surrounding world. Lingdao can clearly feel that his body is strengthening, even the wound on the previous shoulder is also healing rapidly, and the blink of an eye is already scarred.

His left hand clenched his fist. Previously, he had the power of two dragons with one hand. At this time, it was far superior to the previous one. He roughly estimated that he had the power of three dragons. Now he has enough confidence in the late killer of the Royal Air.

"I didn't expect that there was still a killer, but unfortunately your end will not be good!"

Lingdao held the Tianlei sword and walked over to the killer in the late Yukong. In the mid-term of his rushing, he and the martial arts in the late martial arts. Although it was later lost, it was also because the other side had three warriors in the late stage.

At this moment, in front of him, there is only one late warrior in the air, and naturally it is better to deal with. The smile of the butterfly dance made Lingdao seem to be playing with chicken blood and became extremely excited. The previous effort, after seeing the smile of the butterfly dance, everything is worth it.

"You laugh, beautiful!"

Lingdao’s words were to make the killer in the late stage of the Yukong anger angry. In the face of his Lingdao, there was still space and the butterfly dance to say love, it was simply to ignore him. Thinking of this, the black killer is to raise the sword in his hand and kill him.

"Haicang a sword!"

The sword of the late killer in the air, straight to the ridge. The infuriating air in his body rushed out and turned into a huge sea otter. This sea otter is like a piranha, and even opens the petals, rushing toward Lingdao, as if to eat him.

"Five thunder!"

After being promoted to the late stage of the rushing, the second type of Lingdao's three styles of wind and thunder was obviously stronger than before. On top of his head, there is a thunder sea. In order to be able to kill the killer in the late stage of the air in the shortest time, he used the power of Lei.

"The source of Ray?"

How eye-catching the butterfly dance naturally sees the power used by Ling Dao, and there is a hint of surprise among the black and white scorpions. It stands to reason that the source of the martial law can master the source, even if it is the emptiness of the martial arts, it is the threshold that cannot touch the source.

However, Ling Dao was only in dire straits, and he already mastered the source of Lei. If it is spread out, it will definitely cause an uproar. Lingdao has broken the common sense. If it is the martial arts, it will be able to grasp the power of the source. Then, when they reach the source, how strong should it be?

The Thunder Sword suddenly turned into a five-day thunder, and smashed the past to the late killer. The huge sea otter collided with the Thunder Sea. Originally, the Leihai, which was formed by Lingdao, was naturally inferior to the sea bream formed by the infuriating of the military in the late period. However, Lingdao uses the source of Ray, then everything will be different.

A flash of lightning, the moment is the crushing of the sea otter. The face of the late killer in the Royal Air Force changed a bit, but I did not expect that things would develop to this point. At this time, he has no way to retreat, and can only withstand the five thunders of Lingdao.

"Let me help you!"

No matter whether it is Lingdao or the late killer of Yukong, they have not noticed that the right-handed index finger and the **** of the butterfly dance are close together, and they are gently stroked toward the late killer of the Yukong. An invisible sword is instantly immersed in the body of the late killer.

The late warrior who is working hard with Lingdao, but his face is changed greatly. His internal organs seem to have been cut open, and his sword moves instantly. He blocked the four swords of Lingdao, but he was crossed by the last sword.

This Yu Kong’s late killer’s pain frowned, but unfortunately he did not even scream, it fell to the ground. Whether it is him or Lingdao, I don’t know if the butterfly dance is secretly out of hand. Otherwise, Ling Dao and he must have a big fight, it is impossible to kill him with one stroke.

"It's safe now!"

The smile on the face of the butterfly dance has disappeared. At this time, it is still a small face, and it has restored its former appearance. Whether it was the first killer or the second killer, she was discovered by her, but she did not say it. In her opinion, Lingdao is only fifteen years old, and it is always good to let him be a little more tempered.

"You laugh, it's really good, why don't you often laugh?"

Killing two black killers, Lingdao did not feel anything. The sword itself is the weapon of murder. As a sword repair, nature can't avoid killing. In this world, if you don't kill people, others can kill you. The battle between the warriors is so cruel.

The butterfly dance did not speak, just shook his head gently, and then left here. Under the moonlight, Ling Dao followed the butterfly dance, and for a time did not know what to say, and once again fell into silence. They changed a place to rest, naturally it was a night of nothing.

The next morning, Ling Dao woke up as usual, and the butterfly dance was already watching the sunrise. The flaming sun rises slowly from the east, and a small face of the butterfly dance is also reflected in red. It is beautiful.

"Today, I am leaving!"

The butterfly dance said faintly, as if there was no feeling in the words. She has been delayed here for a few days, it is already time to go back. If it wasn't for Qing, she would have left her. She spent a short time with Lingdao, but she felt that Lingdao was much better than the disciples of Lingjian.

"Would you like to go?"

Lingdao did not retain, and he should always leave, even if he forcibly retained the butterfly dance, the butterfly dance will still leave soon. Now he, the realm is too low, and the butterfly dance is equal to the people of the two worlds. What he can do is to work harder and stronger before he can truly protect the butterfly dance.

He has already seen that the butterfly dance has a tragic past. Under the seemingly strong appearance, it hides a fragile heart. It is a pity that he does not have enough strength now, and that he has not reported the big hatred. Naturally, he should not be involved in the affair of his children. What's more, it's just awkward feelings, what will happen in the future, no one knows.

"If you don't see each other, you won't fall in love. If you don't know each other, you won't fall in love!"

I don't know why, there is such a saying in the mind of the butterfly dance. Later, she vacated and flew in the air, leaving here. Qing Lan kept calling, as if to say goodbye to Lingdao.

(PS: The first volume ends! Tomorrow begins the next volume. Starting from the second volume, each chapter will be more than 3,200 words! In the next three chapters, it will be almost 10,000 words, equivalent to the current five chapters. Daily three Moreover, it is equivalent to the current five, and if it is more, it will be very tired. And the future one is equivalent to the current one and a half, 1000 flowers plus one chapter, changed to 1500 flowers plus a chapter. !)