Crazy cute pet: God, don't chase me

Xing Jiu'er turned the seal of God with his left hand, placed it under the navel, pinched the sword formula in front of his chest with his right hand, and directed towards the divine consciousness in the middle of the forehead. He took a long breath, and with a bang, a hot stream like boiling water spewed out from the Life and Death Aperture, rose from behind, and went straight to the Niwan Palace of Baihui Point at the top gate.

Rolling from the Niwan Palace, it hangs down like a waterfall and falls into Dantian, turning into a hot air current. With a sound of "huh", a blue and white air flow spewed out from between his lips, and when he was unconscious, the first threshold of this spell was completed in this way.

"Look, look!!! Smelly Mingxi, my spells are not very good!!" Xing Jiu'er ran to the arms of God Mingxi with short arms and short legs to ask for credit.

"Mmm... Our little rabbit is so powerful!" In a daze, I saw a bright smile on the corner of Mingxi's mouth, and lifted Xing Jiu'er high into the air.

"Remember, little rabbit, don't be proud~ You have only learned a little bit. If you encounter a real enemy, you must know how to protect yourself when I am not by your side!"

"As a member of the fairy world, don't just understand things like spells. Swordsmanship is also very important. The combination of the two can reach the highest level."

Mingxi Shangshen conjured a blue sword from behind.

The young Xing Jiu'er saw it and wanted to touch it out of curiosity, but it was a pity that God Mingxi took it back.

"Hmph! Smelly Mingxi! Cheapskate! I don't want to see your broken sword!! It's incomplete, so don't show it to me! I don't care for it!" Xing Jiu'er turned her head angrily. The sword is Mingxi Shangshen's ultimate sword!

"Hey~ little rabbit! You can't touch this sword! I'll show you when you grow up a bit and can control this sword~"

God Mingxi was also afraid that Xing Jiu'er would be injured by the Jue Zhan Sword. After all, it was an ancient artifact. Xing Jiu'er was still young, and his spells were not stable yet. If he touched the sword, he would be killed. Bounce hurt.

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Little rabbit, come with me, I will take you to Jiange to have a look.

If you have fate with the sword of Jiange!I'll give it to you, okay?

Xing Jiu'er's head, which had just shrunk, stood up again.

"Okay!!! Let's go!! Let's go to Jiange!!"

The small hands are holding the fingers of God Mingxi, one tall and one short are envious of others.

God Mingxi didn't say a word, and took Xing Jiu'er to Houwan's Jiange.

The back garden is a small piece of open land, the ground is paved with bluestone slabs, and there are several tall rocks dotted with it. In the gap between the stone slabs and the rocks, sparse green bamboos are planted.

Walking to a rock that was more than ten feet high, God Mingxi stopped, turned back to Xing Jiu'er and said, "Little Rabbit, just look up at this rock."

Hearing this, Xing Jiu'er raised her head, only to see that the rocks in front of her were as clean and smooth as a wall, and on the blue-gray rocks, there were dozens of sword marks criss-crossed into the rocks of unknown depth.

Although this sword mark is a dead object, when it comes into view, it gives people an illusion, as if there are dozens of swords exuding world-shattering sword intent, flying vertically and horizontally on the stone surface, engraving these sword marks on the rock over and over again .These swords all contain fierce sword intent, as long as the line of sight touches them, there will be a mirage of thousands of swords all strangling the viewers.

As soon as Yu Hecai lowered his eyes, the sword intent rushed toward his face like a tide, and his whole body was shaken suddenly, cold sweat dripped on his forehead, he hurriedly turned his head and closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes to continue looking.

God Mingxi looked at Xing Jiu'er's appearance, and had already expected it in his heart.This sword mark stone is a treasure of the sword casting clan. Thousands of years ago, the peerless sword fairy of the sword casting clan, the elders of fifteen generations guarding the mountain and the elder of the Northwest Jianmen, cooked wine and talked about swords to the rising point in front of the rock, holding the sword Fighting each other, proving the way of the sword, the sword energy of the two split the rocks, leaving dozens of sword marks.