Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1024 Interception
The prosperity of the world is all about profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all about profit. Many things are stripped of all kinds of cover-ups on the surface, and in the end you will find that the profit is actually behind it.

The demon cultivator kept looking at him, and said: "...Could it be that you have some secrets that even Mahayana monks care about?"

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan's heart was full of killing intent!
He smiled slightly and said: "So you came here to stop me, and there were three of you, you really think highly of me."

"Hmph!" The other party looked sullen, and suddenly raised his hand, only to see thick smoke gushing out from the surrounding jungle, and the person behind Liu Qinghuan stepped back, and his figure quickly disappeared into the thick smoke .

"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, not to mention that we have been tracking you down for many years, and your strength seems to have never been defeated among the same rank?"

On the other hand, the woman who had been standing silently on the other side slightly raised her sharp chin, and tiny sparks burst from her drooping fingertips, and fell to the ground, instantly burning the green grass and trees.

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled slightly, but she just turned her eyes casually, as if she didn't care that the thick smoke had spread to her feet: "Then how dare you come to me, do you think that three people can defeat me?"

The demon cultivator showed a contemptuous smile: "That's because you met crooked melons and bad dates, how can you compare with me, I advise you not to struggle, as long as you go back with us obediently, or let us search Soul, maybe I can spare your life."

Liu Qinghuan's expression gradually turned cold, and he said unmoved: "But I don't know what secret I have, why don't you explain it to me first?"

"It seems that you don't want to talk about it anymore!" The other party's face became gloomy, paused, suddenly stomped his feet, and jumped up like a hungry wolf. Suddenly, an illusory and agile shadow appeared behind his head, like a rabbit. Ban's ears were long and pointed, but he was extremely ferocious, and he sank into his body in a blink of an eye, and the demon cultivator disappeared out of thin air as soon as he turned around.

"When it falls into our hands, you can explain it slowly!"

Liu Qinghuan stepped back, and the lightning meter in his hand crackled and exploded in a circle of lightning, like undulating waves, turning the area around him into a field of thunder.

But there was a loud "bang", a thunderbolt seemed to hit something, and a pool of broken lights exploded.

With a flash of Liu Qinghuan's figure, Lei Gongchi slammed towards that place like a shadow, and saw the figure of the Yao clan demon cultivator emerge, and he grabbed one end of the long ruler with his bare hands!
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help sneering, the azure-gold light was flourishing, but she was taken aback for the next moment, and was surprised to find that Lei Gongchi hadn't moved at all, not only couldn't pull it back, but also fell into a disadvantage in the contest with the opponent's strength, and the magic weapon was weak. Danger of being taken.

After cultivating the Immortal Body and refining countless stone wood crystals, this was the first time he felt that the strength of the opponent was stronger than him!
"I heard that you are also an individual cultivator?" The demon cultivator of the Yao clan deliberately moved his head over, and said with a grinning smile: "You people are cultivators, and your physical body is inherently weak. No matter how hard you practice, you will not be able to achieve any results. I will let you practice today." Let's see, what is the real blood of the gods!"

He shouted loudly, and the power coming from his hand was getting stronger and stronger. Although Lei Meter continued to explode with thick electric lights, it couldn't do anything to the opponent as if it was tickling. On the contrary, the body of the ruler began to bend from the middle.

In the sound of "click, click", the demon cultivator of the Yan clan showed off the powerful power contained in his blood, as if deliberately showing off, and pinched a handful of top-grade innate spirit treasures with his bare hands until the cracks spread, and they were about to be broken into two pieces.

Liu Qinghuan held the other end of the thunder meter in her hand, and she really felt a little shocked in her heart.

According to the legend, one jiao can fight three dragons and two flood dragons. An ancient divine beast like jiao can fight several real dragons at the same time without falling behind.

It seems that even though the bloodline has been weakened from generation to generation, the divine power is real, and it is indeed incomparable to rely on external cultivation.

However, since he couldn't compete in strength, why did he have to fight with the opponent?

He simply abandoned Lei Gongchi, taking advantage of the opponent's sudden loss of balance, his body flashed, and he retreated tens of feet away, hiding in the surrounding smoke.

This dense smoke seems to be quite different from ordinary mist, like the embers that have not dissipated after the fire has been extinguished, with fine particles floating in it.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, caught one and twisted it, and the thing exploded suddenly, turning into a ray of hot red flame, burning a black spot on his finger!
He quickly threw it out, and in a flash of thought, he took out the Qianqiu reincarnation pen.

The good ones don't come, the ones who come are not kind, the other party comes prepared, even if his face is calm, he knows that today's test is not easy.

At this time, Liu Qinghuan raised his head, his left eye suddenly glowed white, and his figure turned around, the sword light flickered on the tip of Qianqiu Samsara's pen, and the piercing sword light flew out!

The thick smoke was cut away, and the demon cultivator who had previously hidden in it silently touched behind him at some point. Seeing the sword light flying towards him, thinking of the arm he had lost before, he hurriedly retreated cautiously to avoid it.

Liu Qinghuan sneered secretly, how could he run away again, this one was the weakest among the three, so naturally if he could solve one first, he would be less of a threat.

As soon as he pointed it out, he fixed it with the body fixation technique, and then took his life with lightning speed under the horrified gaze of the other party.

"what……"

A ball of primordial spirit that seemed to be shapeless liquid howled miserably, and came out of his body. Liu Qinghuan wanted to kill them all, but before he could make a move, the other party melted as quickly as ice and snow, and escaped into the thick smoke in an instant .

The smoke was billowing, and the demon cultivators of the Yan tribe had already found their voices. Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, and then stepped out, and in a blink of an eye, he was hundreds of feet away.

The enemy is strong, and it is necessary to avoid it temporarily and open up a larger space to have a detour.

But with a bang, the red-black fire suddenly rose up, instantly annihilating the dense jungle below, and forming a sky-high wall of fire, completely sealing off this area.

The intense heat suddenly hit, and through the tumbling but translucent wall of fire, everything on the opposite side also curled up, becoming unreal.

Liu Qinghuan stopped, pondered for a while and looked back, and saw the woman in the distance with her pale face up, staring at him expressionlessly, and the ground beneath her had turned into parched and scorched earth.

"Jie Jie Jie!" The Yao clan demon cultivator had already chased him up, and he was in front of him with a strange posture in an instant, the fangs protruding from his lips seemed to become more elongated, and he rushed over without saying a word.

The phantom of the monster that appeared before jumped out of his body one step at a time, blocking all directions like a dark shadow, making people have nowhere to escape.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was terrified. The phantom was a Dharma image cultivated by a monk, and it possessed great magic power. He raised his head and let out a long cry like a lion or a deer. .

With a buzzing sound in his head, Liu Qinghuan's insignificant body style became stagnant and stiff as if being pressed by a huge mountain on his shoulders.

"Hahaha, let's see where you are going, obediently let me search for your soul!"

The demon cultivator of the Yao clan showed a complacent look, and grabbed him with his big palm, wanting to capture him alive!
(End of this chapter)