Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 286
Seeing the flames and spells rushing towards his face, Liu Qinghuan's figure flickered, and he had already floated into the air.Holding the Fenzi Sword Art in his hand, the slender Qingying Sword seemed to suddenly become extremely thick, and the momentum of the sword quickly gathered, and it slashed at the two people below!
Countless spectators were startled by it, the sword energy was majestic and covered a huge range, and many people avoided it in fear.

The faces of the two people in the center of the sword force turned ashen, and the cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment threw a green jade ruler to meet the blue shadow sword.

With a "click", the jade ruler broke into two pieces under the light of the sword.The sword didn't stop, and it still cut towards the two of them.

However, the monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment fanned out a raging flame, took out a dark green round bead while retreating quickly, and seeing that the situation was not good, he went straight to the gate of the stone hall and wanted to escape.

"I want to run!" Liu Qinghuan sneered, and the Pogang Golden Lotus sank into the void with a wave of her hands, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of the mid-foundation establishment monk.

"You actually control two spiritual weapons at the same time!" The mid-stage cultivator was inexplicably horrified.He twisted his body to avoid the front, and turned his hands over, turning into five sharp black long claws, swinging towards the golden lotus with the sound of howling wind.

Unexpectedly, a golden lotus petal, several thin golden needles suddenly flew out from the heart of the flower, bypassed the long claws, and went straight to his face.

There was a scream, and the eyes of the people watching the theater all focused on the mid-term cultivator. They saw that his eyes had been pierced by golden needles, and the blood was splattered all over his face. After rolling twice on the ground, he passed away. died.

The two monks at the beginning and middle stages of foundation establishment were all killed by Liu Qinghuan's men within a few rounds.

"Second!" the late stage cultivator on the other side exclaimed.

Although Liu Qinghuan controlled the Broken Gang Golden Lotus to kill the monks in the middle stage, the Qingying Sword was not affected, so the monks in the later stage were still facing the huge sword that pierced through the air.

The demonic energy on his body was billowing, and he quickly condensed into a black demon armor. He threw himself to the side, rolled again, and escaped Liu Qinghuan's slash.

The opening and closing of the Fenzi Sword Art is extremely powerful, cutting a deep sword mark several feet long on the ground before stopping.Then the Qingying Sword withdrew its momentum, and silently sank into the void.

"Wait a minute, fellow daoist!" The late-stage cultivator yelled, turning forward in embarrassment, barely avoiding the blue shadow sword that suddenly appeared from behind his head: "Friend daoist, if you have something to say, we really wanted to buy it just now. Don't you want to rob your round beads!"

Liu Qinghuan called Pogang Jinlian back, and the Qingying Sword also stopped in mid-air, and said indifferently: "So, I misunderstood?"

"Yes, yes." The man nodded again and again, with a flattering smile on his face: "Just now my two brothers were young and ignorant, and offended Fellow Daoist. But they have been killed by you now. cool down."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him like a fool, and he stretched out his hand to grab the storage rings of the two dead people: "Of course, in order to make amends to fellow daoists, in addition to the storage rings of the two of them, I would like to take out [-] spirit stones to give to you." You apologize."

Liu Qinghuan has never met such a person before, is this too flexible?

There was wild laughter from the side, and someone shouted loudly: "Hahaha, Zhong Daqing, he hunts geese all day long, and today the geese pecked his eyes out, and you sometimes miss it!"

"Hey, you don't know yet, do you? Every time this guy fails to rob someone, he spends his money and pays for his life every time he fails. This is not the first time."

"Tsk tsk, there is still this matter? But who let him have a Jindan ancestor behind him, not to give face to Lingshi, but also to Huangshan ancestor."

"Shut up all you spectators!" Zhong Daqing's face was flushed with embarrassment and annoyance, "If you keep arguing, your tongues will be cut off!"

He turned his head and looked at Liu Qinghuan with a shy face: "Friend Daoist, what do you think?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him for a few breaths before nodding.

The other party was overjoyed, and quickly took out a storage bag, counted [-] spirit stones, combined two storage rings, and threw it to Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan didn't look at it after receiving it, but walked towards the gate of the stone palace.

There was a murmur of discussion behind him: "Do you know who this person is? He can manipulate two powerful spiritual weapons at the same time. The distraction is so powerful, it can't be someone unknown?"

"I really don't know you, how about you?"

The water ripples on the stone gate were as soft as nothing, Liu Qinghuan stepped in, and suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Liu Qinghuan?"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, turned her head and saw an ice-blue sword light flying over the floating island, and in the blink of an eye, she found that she was already in a desolate mountain on a small slope.

That voice...

Liu Qinghuan couldn't believe it, she almost thought she was hallucinating!

That was clearly Yun Zheng's voice!

That's right, that icy blue sword light is so familiar, who else is it if it's not Yun Zheng? !

But why did Yun Zheng appear in Sao Feng Continent?

He was extremely excited, hoping that Yun Zheng would appear in front of him the next moment, but after waiting for a long time, no one was teleported in.

It seems that the location of the teleportation in the Ruins of No Return is uncertain...

Liu Qinghuan was a little disappointed, but when she thought that Yunzheng might not be able to return to the ruins, she felt refreshed and hoped that they could meet soon.

He raised his head and looked around, only to find that the weather here was so gloomy that it seemed that it would rain in the next moment. A gust of cold wind blew by, and goose bumps all over his body in an instant.

The joy of seeing Yunzheng was quickly blown away, and there were weeping and whining whispers in the wind, and the screams and wails that seemed to be nothing, like dying struggles, came from far away.Interspersed with the sound of tragic killing, Liu Qinghuan seemed to see a bloody battlefield where countless people died tragically...

These voices have been lingering in his ears, despair, pain, anger, hatred, confusion... all kinds of dark emotions tear him apart, as if they want to tear him apart.Even if you close the five senses, you still can't stop them.

Liu Qinghuan yelled again and again, finally regained her sanity, knelt down on the small slope and gasped for breath.

There were still broken words whispering in his ears, his body was shining golden, and he got up from the ground.

"Is this the wind of sorrow?"

Not returning to the ruins is indeed extremely dangerous!

There was a sudden drizzle in the sky. Liu Qinghuan stretched out her hand and found that the rain had the color of blood, and every drop carried a trace of unwillingness and resentment.

The blood rain was getting bigger and bigger, and pools of blood-like rainwater quickly accumulated in the low-lying places on the ground, converging into small streams.

Liu Qinghuan's protective cover had been completely dyed red, and the golden mask of Buddhism competed fiercely with the entangled death energy, rapidly consuming his mana.

I'm afraid it will be miserable if it goes on like this. He tried it, and the blood rain dripped directly on the clothes, as if they were soaked in the molten gold water, and quickly rotted and shattered.

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and ran towards the nearest mountain, quickly dug out a hole that could accommodate him, and hid in it.

(End of this chapter)