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The sound of birds singing in the morning echoes with vitality. In the place where the old monk sits cross-legged in the forest of destruction, the other side of the flower witheres and turns into a bright bird that has been flying into the sky.

The old monk's glory passed away. The previous brilliance seemed to have never appeared. What I just experienced seemed to be the hallucination of the dragon's rape.

Long Jiaoyang immediately knew that everything he had just experienced was not an illusion. He had an irresistible pain in his body. His whole body was deforming. The power of the Qihai Dantian and the eight extraordinary meridians was dissipating.

The heavy damage suffered in Qianfo Temple in Dizhou was taking place. Long Jiaoyang spewed out a mouthful of blood and sat depressedly on the ground.

Chu Ling'er flew from not far away, pressing her hand against Long Jiaoyang's vest. She was urging her pure spiritual power to heal Long Jiaoyang. Her beautiful eyebrows were raised and she said angrily, "Brother Jiaoyang, is this old monk's body hurting you so much?"

A sword energy flashed in Chu Ling'er's eyes and slashed directly at the old monk's corpse. The old monk's corpse was cut into several pieces again. But it seemed to be using eternal immortality and began to condense and appear again.

"Ling'er... don't waste your energy. This old monk sat in the past. Only when you return to the years of his existence can you truly kill this corpse..."

Long Jiaoyang's voice was weakly stopped. The seedlings of immortal fire in his heart were extinguishing. A sense of exhaustion spread throughout Long Jiaoyang's body. It made Long Jiaoyang's cartilage animal with no bones sank on the ground. Updated as soon as possible

Chu Ling'er's bright big eyes were filled with panic, and it reflected the gray hair of Long Jiaoyang.

The seedlings of immortal fire are extinguished. The dragon raped sun is already old. It has become a vicissitudes of life.

"Brother Jiaoyang...what is wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Chu Ling'er was anxiously about to cry. Long Jiaoyang became like this, making her at a loss.

"Ahem... It's okay... Brother Jiaoyang can't die..."

Long Jiaoyang coughed loudly, and a sharp pain in his chest. The bones in his entire chest were about to break. He had already sensed his bad situation. He immediately took out the Nine-generation Bamboo of Immortality from the Qiankun Fairyland and dripped a drop of immortality water on his body. Updated as soon as possible

The Nine-Times Immortal Bamboo is against the sky. It is restoring Long Jiaoyang's aging face and the internal organs in his body. However, a mysterious Taoist pattern prevents the power of the Nine-Times Immortal Bamboo to continue Long Jiaoyang's lifespan. Long Jiaoyang's head is black and white, and it has not been able to recover as before.

Long Jiaoyang felt that he was already a cultivator in the early stage of the Emperor level. He could sense his life. The Nine-generation Bamboo of Changsheng could not sustain Long Jiaoyang's life. He felt that he could only live for another five years.

Five years later, it happened to be when Long Jiaoyang was 39 years old. The nine-character Tai Sui disaster is about to come.

"Brother Jiaoyang. Why do I feel that your life span is weak?"

Chu Ling'er, Dao Xin Tongxuan, saw the problems in Long Jiaoyang's body very sensitively.

"I was too injured... It will take some time to restore my life." Long Jiaoyang comforted him and said in comfort.

Chu Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief. Her little face turned slightly red. She pointed at Long Jiaoyang's white hair and said, "Brother Jiaoyang. Why didn't you restore your hair to black?"

"Ling'er is a white-haired beauty. I naturally want to be a white-haired man." Long Jiaoyang chuckled and said.

Chu Ling'er blushed. Long Jiaoyang was stunned. When he wanted to hug Chu Ling'er's slender waist, the incomplete immortal-killing sword turned back and entered Long Jiaoyang's body.

Long Jiaoyang couldn't help but think of the last scene in the Thousand Buddha Temple in Dizhou. Tianzhu Zhuoma stabbed him with a dagger. The Immortal Sword finally slashed at Tianzhu Zhuoma again. He finally spoke out to stop him. Whether he had saved Tianzhu Zhuoma.

With endless doubts, Long Jiaoyang looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged.

A Buddhist voice sounded in Long Jiaoyang's ears and said, "Flowers bloom on the other side. Life and immortality. Buddhism is in the sky. It is both illusion and true..."

Long Jiaoyang was bitter and speechless. He really didn't understand the words of Buddhist Zen.

Chu Ling'er and Long Jiaoyang did not continue to stay at the old monk's body. This place is too weird. From time to time, the other side of the river will bloom. Long Jiaoyang is in serious injuries now. I need to find a place to heal.

Before Long Jiaoyang was cross-legged and healed his injuries, he released Xiao Linglong.

Xiao Linglong was very ashamed when facing Chu Ling'er's question. After it left the area of ​​the Tribulation Forest, it could not appear and could not help Long Jiaoyang at all. It was even more unclear what Long Jiaoyang had experienced. Please come to more and faster chapters.

"Sister Ling'er. Don't worry. Long Jiaoyang's life will definitely be very long." Xiao Linglong comforted when he saw Chu Ling'er frowning.

"Why?"

"Because he is bad enough." Xiao Linglong said directly

Pili Pili...

The immortal catastrophe tree in the forest of robbery is blooming with catastrophe thunder and bombarding Xiao Linglong's side.

Xiao Linglong was frightened and her face was pale. She squatted on Chu Ling'er's shoulders with trembling. She grabbed Chu Ling'er's hair tightly. Her eyes looked at the sky carefully and said, "Sister Ling'er. My words were not against my will. How could it cause lightning strikes?"

Rumble...

Several more thunders struck over... There was a distance from Xiao Linglong's fist.

Xiao Linglong was shocked. She hurriedly said, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have added fuel to the fire. Although Long Jiaoyang is not a good person, he is not too bad."

What are you talking about? Xiao Linglong looked around nervously, for fear that the thunder disaster would come again.

"Haha. Xiao Linglong. How could the Immortal Tribulation Tree be targeted? Brother Jiaoyang scares you again." Chu Ling'er turned her head and smiled at Xiao Linglong on her shoulders.

Xiao Linglong was stunned. She looked at Long Jiaoyang who was practicing cross-legged and entered a state of selflessness. She asked in confusion, "Sister Ling'er, you didn't lie to me. How can Long Sheng control Thunder in the current situation?"

"Because I'm Thor."

Long Jiaoyang said solemnly

Xiao Linglong was angry in an instant. Please come more and faster chapters. It stood up and stood up with its hips and said, "Dragon Sacrifice. What do you mean? I will accompany you through life and death. But you scared me like this."

"I'm talking bad about me behind my back. I dare to be so righteous." Long Jiaoyang said

Xiao Linglong still wanted to talk. Chu Ling'er stopped Xiao Linglong and shook her head and said, "Brother Jiaoyang needs peace of mind to heal his wounds. Don't disturb him again."

Xiao Linglong pouted depressedly and said, "Sister Ling'er. You bully me too."

Chu Ling'er was about to comfort Xiao Linglong, suddenly several people with lightning all over her body came.

Chu Ling'er and Xiao Linglong both became terrified and alert. The people approached. The two of them didn't notice at all. If the other party attacked, they would definitely be caught off guard.

"Who are you?"

Among the six people with lightning flash, a middle-aged man holding a silver spear was staring at Chu Ling'er and Xiao Linglong with calm eyes.

"Yan Wu. What you are asking is that you have no level. These people must be cultivators from the Immortal and Demon Realm. They invaded. It must be for the thunder pattern fairy stone." Another strong man with a tall and strong body holding a giant axe said coldly.

"All those who covet the thunder pattern fairy stone of our clan should die."

Among the six people, the thinnest dwarf man, holding two sharp daggers, staring at Long Jiaoyang cross-legged and healing bloodthirsty

"There is a misunderstanding here. We are not for the Thunder Pattern Immortal Stone... we are here to find Zhu... to find a sword." Xiao Linglong hurriedly explained, almost saying the wrong thing. He told the killing sword of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Find a sword." The dwarf man looked too late and smiled. He said without a smile. "You think we are three-year-old children. Will you believe the reason for holding it in such a way?"

"Are you from the Lightning Thunder Clan?" Xiao Linglong asked anxiously when she saw the eyes of these people getting worse and worse.

As soon as Xiao Linglong's words came out, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on Yan Wu and his men's faces.

"The Lightning Thunder Clan. A group of slutty bitches who were expelled from the forest of destruction. They dare to call themselves a clan. When the time comes, we can go out from here. The first one is to destroy this Lightning Thunder Clan. You remember it for me. We are the Lightning Immortals. Not the so-called Lightning Thunder Clan." The strong man holding a giant axe said contemptuously contemptuously.

"Yan Zhan. What nonsense are you talking about with these invading people? I will arrest you first and then talk about it."

The dwarf man jumped up. He rushed towards Long Jiaoyang, who was recovering from his wounds with fairy lightning. Yan Zhan, holding a huge axe, thundered over with an axe and slashed towards Chu Ling'er.

Chu Ling'er's sword intent came out and slashed at the dwarf man with one sword. The battle of one sword was on the huge axe.

Chu Ling'er has already realized the immortality. The sword energy contains immortal patterns. This attack should have been like a stunning force. He severely injured the dwarf man and the man holding a huge axe. Who knew that their bodies directly absorbed the immortal patterns cut by Chu Ling'er like a sponge.

Chu Ling'er's destructive sword force was left with only the sword moves, but no power.

"Hehe. I just said that we are the Lightning Immortal Clan. The blood of the true immortals flows in our bodies. You attack us with fairy patterns. How could it work again?" The breath of the strong man holding a giant axe chopped off Chu Ling'er's armor and injured her body.

Cherry red blood flowed down Chu Ling'er's shoulders.

Xiao Linglong activates the art of sacrifice. He was directly suppressed by a strong man holding a giant axe with one hand. The strong man looked down at Xiao Linglong and said, "A virtual god dared to show off in front of me."

"Brother Jiaoyang. Be careful..."

Chu Ling'er tried desperately to break through the strong man's giant axe suppression. But her moves were ineffective against the strong man. She could only shout anxiously because the dwarf man's dagger was already stabbed in Long Jiaoyang's chest.

"I don't like to want prisoners. If you dare to invade the land of the Lightning Immortal Clan, you must be prepared to die."

The dwarf man whispered evilly in a very small voice. His eyes were bloodthirsty. The cold dagger had pierced Long Jiaoyang's clothes.

At the critical moment, Long Jiaoyang suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hands to grab the dwarf man's hands. The magic of killing immortals burst out and slashed through the dwarf man's hands towards his whole body.

Crackling.

A sound of bone exploding sounded. The dwarf man's bloodthirsty eyes protruded out. Blood flowed out through his eyes. He couldn't even scream. Long Jiaoyang suppressed him with the Taoist realm of both righteous and demon cultivation.
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