The foundation of the world


    Here, Yunxiu can definitely be called goddess.


    "Squeak, squeak." In Cong Xiaofei''s call, Xiaozhi finally sat on his shoulder.


    "What a pet Zhang Tun and Chen Guang were surprised. They were ready in their hearts. Unexpectedly, they were surprised! This spiritual pet is by no means an ordinary spiritual pet. Its value is even better than that magic weapon!


    The two of them, like the Tang brothers, were dazzled by their immediate interests. They didn''t think about it carefully. How could a young monk in the early days of Qi training have so many treasures! Even if he is a disciple of the great sect of cultivating immortals, his father will not let the younger generation travel alone.


    "What a treasure! What a treasure! It''s really a good treasure. You two have made contributions! I''m in a good mood today. I can spare your two lives! " Zhang Tun opened his huge mouth, and saliva had come out.


    The Tang brothers quickly kowtow to each other. Now they have a small life. It''s really lucky.


    "What about me and my elder martial sister?" Cong Xiaofei smiles and asks shamelessly.


    "Don''t worry, brother. I''ll take care of this woman. It''s easy for you to go all the way." The morning light says with a smile, the eye keeps turning on the cloud sleeve body.


    For them, magic tools, spiritual favourites and women are available, and each one is so excellent!


    "Yes? I''m afraid you won''t get it? " Cong Xiaofei dug his nose and said easily.


    "Hum!" Zhang Tun snorted coldly and was about to launch an attack.


    However, he miscalculated, and what happened next, even if they were immortals, even if they had reached the goal of building a foundation, they were too busy!


    "The body of the bone demon, the serial skill of assassination, the soul breaking out of the body." Such a complex attack routine, mixed with the power of the soul seal and the ability of the immortal cultivator, and is also the deepest means of the dark owl''s assassination!


    Cong Xiaofei, surrounded by Bone Demon, has beaten Zhang Tun''s huge head under the deck, while a bright broken soul has been put on the neck of Chenguang.


    Not only that, Cong Xiaofei has adjusted his cultivation to the original level and released a huge spiritual pressure. You know, he is the soul seal


    With the strength of body and spirit, and the pure spiritual power provided by pangshuishang, all the people present except Yunxiu were wet with sweat, especially the Tang brothers, who had knelt down on the deck and nearly fainted.


    The water wave caused by the great spiritual pressure was five feet high, with a loud bang. When the cold water poured on their heads, they woke up and realized that all this was true!


    Zhang Tun had returned to his original shape, and his meridians were destroyed. He lay on the ground and gasped for breath;


    The murderous spirit of the broken soul has been thrown into the skin of the morning light. As long as Cong Xiaofei moves a little, he will be out of his wits!


    And the Tang brothers, as long as Cong Xiaofei doesn''t take back the pressure, I''m afraid they can''t support a few breath!


    "Hey, hey, I''ll say it!" Cong Xiaofei suddenly stopped all his attacks and walked to Yunxiu lightly. He touched his nose with his right thumb and said, "Alas, Renshan is bullied and Ma Shan is ridden. It''s not fun to lower his accomplishments!"


    "Hum, it''s not fun. I don''t think you''ve had a good time all the time." Cloud sleeve scolds a way.


    After that, no one spoke within ten breath, asking the four of them to accept


    This reality, it is too difficult... "You... Cong Xiaofei... Cong Xiaofei elder, unexpected..." Tang Xinyuan has stammered out of the normal words, and his brother has never been able to get up, lying on the ground, staring straight ahead.


    The morning light gingerly walked to Zhang swallow and helped him up. His face was so depressed that he didn''t even know what to say at this time.


    Although the cultivator in front of him can''t see his accomplishments, the man named Cong Xiaofei should at least be his accomplishments in the later period of foundation building, or even challenge him by leaps and bounds!


    "I said why you didn''t talk. Since you didn''t talk, I said it." Cong Xiaofei pauses and walks up to Zhang tun. "Big head, as I said just now, my little squeak is not for nothing. Do you know what race it is?"


    Zhang Tun''s words were not clear, but he still tried his best to say: "master Cong Xiaofei, I''m reckless. I''m a tunling school. What I did was a business on the waterway. Now it''s on your head. I, I have nothing to say. I want to kill you or cut you..."


    His grandmother''s, unexpectedly this big head is still a hard bone, has the backbone!


    "Don''t change the subject for me. I just asked you what to do. Xiaozhi didn''t really look at it for nothing."


    "Squeak, squeak." Small Zhi also hastened to echo a few.


    Chen Guang put down Zhang Tun and took a deep breath. In this Tianshui lake, there has never been such a powerful cultivator, or they have never met such a boring cultivator.


    The cultivation is high, who idle egg pain come here?


    "Master Cong Xiaofei, although our accomplishments are not as good as you, our backbone is still there. We are not like those immortals! Since I, the haitun sect, am beyond my ability, I will give you both my lives! " Said the morning light word by word.


    "It''s boring! Who said you were dead! " Cong small fly white two people one eye, "your matter will solve later, I still have to ask those two brothers'' opinion."


    As soon as Cong Xiaofei turned around, Tang Xinhai had climbed to Cong Xiaofei''s body. He pulled a corner of Cong Xiaofei''s blue dress with his right hand and said hoarsely, "Cong Xiaofei, it''s my brother. They have eyes but don''t know Tai


    Shan, you also know how normal it is to cultivate immortals and respect the strong. I beg you to forgive me. My brothers are willing to be your slaves! "


    Cong Xiaofei can''t help but despise this kind of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. But when you think about it carefully, didn''t you have such a side in the past? Indeed, for those who cultivate immortals, if they die, there will be nothing left. Only by saving their lives can they have the chance to do what they want to do.


    In front of the four people, now for themselves, it is like mole ants, did not expect that they can also call others mole ants today, this is the right of the strong!


    If my cultivation is only at the beginning of Qi training, I''m afraid I''ve already met the king of hell!


    Therefore, we must constantly become stronger. Only in this way can we protect the people we want to protect and do what we want to do! Respect for the strong is the foundation of this world!


    Think of here, Cong Xiaofei can''t help but think of his past, heart inevitably sad.


    Cloud sleeve to the man around a smile, well versed in Xiuxian world, she has only one purpose in her heart, that is to kill these people or to kill them


    Don''t they all become their own slaves to avoid other troubles.