These nine figures are almost the same in dress, and they are fast shuttling through the valley. They are all dressed in pure white, and their sword spirit is the same. They are clearly from the same sect, and they do not know where they came from.

"This kind of artistic conception of sword is a bit like that from a Taoist school..."

looking at the bright, mysterious and mysterious artistic conception of the sword heart revealed in the nine vast and terrible white swords, Han Yu Xiaotian finally got up and walked towards the field...

...

just when Hanyu Xiaotian just entered the field, the people in the valley, At the same time, he found the arrival of Hanyu Xiaotian.

"Ouyou, Wuwu, the evil devil! It's another evil spirit from heaven

A few tribal aborigines who are not far away from Hanyu Xiaotian seem to get some kind of warning. After seeing the figure of Hanyu Xiaotian, they howl for a few times, and then jump over with open teeth and claws.

At the same time, several ghost green small poisonous snakes also flashed from their feet, spitting out black and blue snake cores, and quickly swam towards Hanyu Xiaotian ~

"the evil spirits outside the sky... Aborigines..."

seeing the aborigines in the mountain and sea world again and hearing their names, Hanyu Xiaotian's eyes flashed and then walked away.

However, when Hanyu Xiaotian was just getting close to the aborigines, before he could start, a sharp white sword spirit suddenly appeared from afar and directly split the aborigines in two...

along with the extremely sharp sword spirit, a figure also floated from the distance ~

"eh? Are you... Aboriginal? "

With a startling sound, the elegant figure suddenly stopped slightly.

Although it's just a glance, it shows a unique posture...

...

"Aboriginal? You are a native. Have you ever seen a native like me

Han Yu Xiaotian was still feeling the sword spirit of the other side. However, when he heard the other side ask whether he was a "little white" native, he couldn't help turning his eyes.

"You..."

at this time, the coming figure has already fallen in front of Han Yu Xiaotian, completely revealing her amazing and gorgeous posture ~

in her twenties, her white skirt is like a Luo, her black hair is like a waterfall, her nose and Phoenix eyes are as white as jade. In addition, her body naturally floats, just like the inviolable temperament from the Ninth Heaven, which sets it off as if Fairy like, peerless in the dust.

"You... It seems that you are not a native..."

this woman, like the nine fairies, obviously did not expect that Han Yu Xiaotian would answer this question. He was stunned at the smell of speech, and then carefully observed Hanyu Xiaotian for half a day before he could say a sentence.

However, she thought that the aborigines here were all three legged, naked and weird. When she saw Hanyu Xiaotian, who was obviously the same as herself, she could not help but blush for her own problems.

This kind of appearance is not like a fairy, but seems to be a young girl.

...

"... It still depends? It's obvious that...

it seems that he finally found a person who is more "white" than himself. Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I..."

just as the girl in white wanted to explain her apology, a voice suddenly rang out from a distance ~

"Qingxue, Xiao Yuer, Meng Yao, yunqi, Yinxue, and two elders... Don't entangle with these aborigines any more. We have to go on our way!"

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