Chapter 139

"So, die!"

Huo Qinglong's face was cold, and he had a crazy and domineering aura on his body. His blood-colored magic power was boiling around him, condensed into long dragons and killed with one punch.

"Don't meddle in other people's business, the water inside is deep."

Seeing the two elders next to him preparing to help Chen Shaobai, the old elder with white hair and childlike face seemed to be closed, and he bounced his fingers drunk, and the two stopped him.

"And, you all look at it carefully. That little guy is very smart. Now it seems that he may not die."

Nearly a thousand dragon-shaped figures came through the air, and Chen Shaobai's qi was blocked all over his body. He felt that he was thrown into the cement and the air solidified into a crystal-like solid state, and he could not move at all.

All the magic weapons, magical powers and body refining techniques on the whole body are combined, and the power of the seven dragons is too far from Huo Qinglong's strength!

"Bing Xin Art, break the lock! Sword control technique, control me!"

A cool and comfortable feeling rose in my heart, and the pressure acting on my mind suddenly subsided. Chen Shaobai felt much more relaxed, but his body's strength could only ensure that he was not crushed, but he could not move at all. So he immediately spread his magic power all over his body, used his sword-controlling technique, and used himself as a sword, flying in the air.

At this moment, Chen Shaobai instantly turned into an embryo of a peerless flying sword in the eyes of everyone, cutting through the obstacles of the void and getting out of the air machine to lock it.

The seal and ribbon fairy clothes appeared on the surface of the body. As soon as the purple fire cover was born, it was broken by the remaining power of the fist shadow.

A powerful force poured into the body. In an instant, Chen Shaobai's lungs were split, and a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood surged into his throat. His eyes turned black. He felt countless stars swaying in front of him, dizzy, tinnitus, and soft bones - he was shocked by life.

"Qi therapy!"

The Earth Evil Body, which has just been trained into the first level, played a role. The dark golden fortress in the sea of ​​consciousness pulled out a magic power to protect the body, making the shock force unable to damage the tempered meridians, so such injuries are still within the scope of Qi therapy.

At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai threw all the miscellaneous immortal techniques aside, and subconsciously used his most familiar skills.

The skill of the Immortal Sword did not disappoint him. He flickered and dodged the attack. After one breath, his body completely returned to normal.

boom!

The blood-colored fist shadow finally hit the immortal-killing platform.

The river shakes, the sky collapses and the earth breaks!

Several peaks in the valley were directly slashed by the power transmitted from the earth, and the Yulong Waterfall pouring down from many peaks was also cut off.

Huo Qinglong's power of a casual blow was so terrifying!

Turning over, Chen Shaobai stood proudly and arrogantly on the spot. The three elders who should have presided over justice did not take action, but he had not expected these people.

"If you have some skills, you won't be able to keep you!"

With red hair and bloody eyes and withered face, Huo Qinglong floated in the sky, like a legendary ghost seeking life. He didn't see how he acted, and a round of fist like a sunny fist was imprinted.

Before this punch was even more powerful, even if Chen Shaobai used all his skills, he would never be able to escape. One was at the peak of the first level of Ji Qi Quenching and the other was the fourth level of the secret realm of Qi Quenching. The difference between the two was too big and too big, and there was no possibility of survival.

But Chen Shaobai looked up at the fist mark, but there was a teasing smile on his lips, as if he was already confident, as if he was just an outsider.

Huo Qinglong was not in a good mood, so he was ready to sacrifice magic weapons and kill them with all his strength. By then, the rice had already cooked, and the boy below would be smashed directly to the ground, and even his soul would be broken. Even with the help of a master, the situation would not be restored. Once the bird that stood out died, the group of people brought by Wu Pei would become fish on the board, and he would slaughter it, and he would no longer have the power to fight back.

Only when those men and women moaned and howled miserably in front of him could the overwhelming hatred for Wu Pei be relieved a little.

However, just when Huo Qinglong was full of confidence to kill Chen Shaobai, a magic weapon emitting infinite spiritual energy came through the air and directly smashed the Great Sun Fist Seal condensed by the thousands of dragon shadows to pieces.

The light disappeared, and a magic weapon revealed its original form. Its appearance was a translucent round boat, and a pair of golden wings were born on both sides - no matter how you look, it looked like a gold and silver ingot that had wings enlarged.

"Lingyi Yuanbao? Jing Shuihan!"

Huo Qinglong saw with just one glance what this famous magic weapon in Qingxuan Gate was - Lingyi Yuanbao.

A pair of golden wings on the ingot, which resemble pure gold, is not worldly gold, but is made by plucking the essence of the five mountains and melting and condensing it with the power of the ingot. The body of the ingot is directly condensed with a large spiritual ore and merged into 128 mysterious formations, such as [Speed ​​Speed] [Enterprise] [Gathering] [Spirit] [Storm Gathering] [Storm Wind]... Attack can break the human body, prevent it can collect magic weapons, escape thousands of miles, all kinds of wonderful uses and infinite magical powers.

Treasure artifact! Although it is only a low-quality product, it has completely broken away from the form of a sword, only contains its spiritual essence, and has produced thousands of changes out of thin air.

You know, Huo Qinglong’s cultivation level of the fourth level of Qi Quenching does not have half a treasure!

"This is a personal grudge. If you want to make a profit from it, I can only surrender you!"

Seeing this young Taoist, the two elders who were originally preparing to take action showed a sudden look of enlightenment: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhang's disciples. I'm so useless to arrive before."

But Gongliang, who was as beautiful as a peach blossom, slowly opened his eyes and swept around the valley, shook his head drunk, with a little doubt on his face.

Lingyi Yuanbao flapped his golden wings, and a young Taoist chuckled: "Elder Huo, this cannot be considered a personal grudge. If you want to kill my junior brother, if I don't care, after I go back, my master will definitely punish me to face the wall on the Siguo Cliff for five years. Think about it, how many opportunities to make money will be missed! Do you think this is the case?"

The young Taoist had handsome eyebrows and eyes, and looked like a white Confucian scholar, but his eyes were shrewd from time to time. His eyes were extremely lively. It seemed that there were many tricks and ideas in his mind at every moment. From this perspective, he looked more like a businessman.

"Little junior brother?"

Jing Shuihan’s junior brother is Mr. Zhang’s disciple?!

Thinking of this, Huo Qinglong's expression suddenly became gloomy, and his arrogant aura suddenly disappeared, and he became a little undecided.

"Mr. Zhang has only accepted only five apprentices in the past two hundred years. How can Chen Shaobai, a mere ant who refines his first realm, get into Mr. Zhang's eyes! Jing Shuihan, you must be the benefit of others, don't bully me!"

After saying that, he stared at Jing Shuihan with bloody eyes, as if he wanted to see something from his eyes.

But to his disappointment, Jing Shuihan turned his gaze to Chen Shaobai's face and did not look at him halfway.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jing, for your help."

Feeling that the pressure around his body was greatly weakened, Chen Shaobai felt that he had come to heaven from hell, and immediately folded his fists and thanked him.

"Tsk, if it weren't for your two thousand spirit stones, I wouldn't have snatched this terrible matter with my senior brother."

Jing Shuihan curled his lips, looked at Chen Shaobai, and smirked, destroying the Confucian demeanor on his body: "Actually, even if you don't bribe me, someone will come to help you. Master has come out of seclusion recently. If you want to see you, your little disciple, who dares to neglect?"

"I thought my junior brother had three heads and six arms in one year of joining the sect, but now it seems that besides being taller and taller, he is just an ordinary person..."

Thinking of his master's perverted conditions for accepting disciples, Yi Shuihan became a little impressed by the junior brother in front of him, and did not despise him at all because of his weak strength.

Although we haven't been together for a long time and we don't have much intimacy, we have a closer friendship with our teachers, so we don't feel uncomfortable when we talk to each other.

Looking at the two people who were having a good time, Huo Qinglong's eyes became more and more bloody, and his murderous aura was boiling all over his body, as if he could not suppress his original intention and wanted to force his actions.

At this time, Chen Shaobai rose into the air and spoke.

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