The moon is like water, shrouded in a hazy silvery brilliance over the peaks of the nine-in-one.

Looking away, it is like accidentally revealing a corner of the fairyland from the cloud, which makes people can't help but show the feeling of expectation.

In the small courtyard, a young man sitting on the plate was reflected, and the angular faces were condensed with a serious look.

This man is the disciple of the mountain peak.

This night, the clock is not left behind, but it is used for cultivation.

Under the quiet night, only the clock is separated from the figure of one person's cultivation, and the dragon's true yuan in his body is slowly surging, and from time to time outside the body, he has a clear dragon-shaped shadow.

Time blinked into the water and died, the distant sky burst into the morning fish belly white, the original shrouded moonlight also began to dissipate.

Tick

A leaf could not bear the weight of the morning dew, slightly to the next slope, the bean-sized water beads were dripped above the ground in front of the teenager.

Hu

At this time, the clock opened its eyes, a turbid breath spit out from the mouth, dissipated between heaven and earth, but the eyes of a few of the essence is more and more fierce.

After a night of breathing, the dranosaurine in the former has regained its vigorous state, which is a little stronger than the ten peaks before.

The consumption of the group games in those martial arts has been completely unproblematic for the clock.

By sharpening oneself through combat, it is undoubtedly the fastest way to improve the strength of the clock can choose from now.

Several battles of the group game, he can be said to benefit a lot, whether it is Zhou Xian's burial sword, or Wu's evil soul fantasy, and finally Chengyang's Baiyue town magic skills, have let Zhong see a different way of attack.

Some geniuses cultivate extremely fast, have no obstacles when they break through the realm, and they can easily have a high cultivation.

Some geniuses feel the martial arts skills more than half the time, casually can practice the practice to a high degree of indiscreet, the same level of strength is particularly strong.

But Zhong is a unique genius who is good at constantly learning from experience in combat and improving his strength.

On the realm of breakthrough, although the clock is also good, but he is very clear, if not an opportunity, I am afraid he will not even reach the innate realm.

On the practice of understanding, the progress of the dragon battle can be described as extremely slow, after risking his life to obtain an ancestral animal dragon dan, which has increased a lot.

The only advantage of the clock is to be able to constantly improve itself in the face of battle, as if there is no limit to the general crazy improvement of itself.

It is precisely because of this that Zhong left will choose not to use spiritual tools in the group stage, deliberately suppressing his own strength, and persecuting his potential to the greatest extent.

Re-standing upright, the clock is looking away in the direction of the peak of the sky, and there is also a fiery war in the eyes.

Even if you don't sleep overnight, there is no sense of fatigue, but it is full of energy and full of strength.

With the strength of his soul, a few nights without rest will not affect his own state, so the state at this moment is excellent.

Deep breath, the clock left the morning dew above the pat on the pat, is ready to leave the courtyard, to go to Qin Qing dream place to report.

After going out, just a few steps out, the clock was suddenly stopped at his own pace, his eyes were striding around, and he directly shouted: Who?!

"It is a genius to cultivate soul power, and your perception is extremely strong, and it seems that you have not lived up to my expectations and determined to cultivate the dragon to the top."

After the sound of the clock fell, the body of an old man slowly walked out from the front and appeared in front of the clock.

The Lord!

Seeing the former, the clock was immediately withdrawn from the color of vigilance, and the respect of the former was a hand.

In the temple of the day, the wind and the sun came out to save him and told him how to cultivate the battle of the dragon.

It can be said that without the former, Zhong would not have today's achievements.

Therefore, the former is still grateful and deeply respected for this patriarch.

"Don't be polite, the old man is here to tell you about the bell spirit."

At will, the wind waved, but the wind and clear sun directly out their own intention.

“What happened to the bell?”

Hearing the news of his sister, the clock flashed agitated from her eyes and unconsciously clenched his fist.

The reason why he promised to go to the Qing Dynasty Army was to sharpen his strength, achieve excellent results on the top of the top ten peaks, and get the opportunity to enter the kingdom of the Red God.

Otherwise, the bell spirit with the heavenly demonic body is only trapped in these nine senses and never has the opportunity to escape.

Such a scene, of course, is as a brother's clock does not want to see.

"Don't worry, she's all right now."

Seeing this young man who could be calm on top of the ten peaks, but he showed a look of control when he heard his sister's news, and the wind and Qingyang did not want to pay too much, and quickly said:

"If you're worried, you can look behind you and you'll know the answer."

Hearing this, the clock was a moment before, and suddenly turned a little stiff, and in the eyes, it quickly fell into a very familiar figure.

It was a girl in a pale goose-yellow dress, with a lovely bun head, her face was a little pale, but she could not hide the vivid breath in her eyes, and at this moment her face looked away with a smile, like a spring breeze.

“The clock... the Spirit?”

When you recognize the person standing in front of you, the clock is also suddenly in place, only feeling like a dream has not woken up.

At first, he rushed to the top of the sky, and even was judged by the Temple of the punishment, and finally got the opportunity to see the Zhong Ling side.

But at that time, it was only a moment to see the Zhong Ling side and left, not even the opportunity to say the last word.

It was also that scene that strengthened the determination of Zhong to become stronger and stronger, and the willingness to help her sister out of the predicament.

At this moment, I saw the Zhong Ling living standing in front of myself, since the mood of Zhong's departure did not know how to describe it.

“The clock, brother!”

The sound of the sound of the bell was sweet, and there was obviously some redness on the eye, but the face was a very bright smile.

She went to the clock and left her hand, as if she had done it countless times, and the familiar arm of the clock was pulled, gently leaning on her brother's shoulder, holding her finger tightly, like a child who had not yet grown up, for fear of losing anything if she let go.

Feeling the temperature from the fingers of the bell, the clock turned away from this to reflect, a smile of nostalgia on the face, the same very familiar raised hand touched each other's heads, gently out:

"Long time no see."