Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 840 One Horizontal One Vertical Determines Life and Death
From the day Liu Qinghuan got the Qianqiu reincarnation pen, there were three seals on the pen. He also tried to lift the seal, but finally found that it was impossible to untie it with the cultivation level of the transformation stage, until he suddenly thought of using the technique of stimulating intimidation. In a special cycle of operation.

The powerful aura of the Yin Deficiency Realm spread further, and the mountains in front of Big Yuzui were completely silent, and the monsters all over the mountains and plains below were so frightened that they lay on the ground unable to lift their heads.

On the other hand, even though Liu Qinghuan got the answer of "not an empty monk", he still retreated a few steps in surprise and doubt.

"Xiu, a foreigner, don't try to lie to me, you are obviously..."

Then he saw that the pen in the opponent's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the complex spirit patterns began to dissolve layer by layer under the effect of the formula.

Cold sweat oozes from Liu Qinghuan's forehead, as expected, he is still a bit reluctant, like peeling a fruit with a hard shell, but he only has a rusty knife in his hand.

Although she was buried in unsealing the seal of the Qianqiu Samsara Brush, Liu Qinghuan did not forget that there was a demon cultivator not inferior to her in strength, who was watching the tiger by her side, and was manipulating the Floating Sword with a powerful distraction. The sword formulas that have been sent and received at will alternate back and forth, with sword energy and ghosts unpredictable.

The huge bat wings spread out, and the body of the armada was like a cloud of black mist, its sharp and long claws were slammed by the sword aura, and finally forcibly broke through the dense network of sword aura, and walked to Liu Qinghuan's side in a flash.

"Go to hell!"

The blood flashed sharply, Liu Qinghuan turned the pen, and the spirit pattern on the pen suddenly jumped out, like a protective shield in front of the claws that were attacking.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The three spirit patterns shattered at the sound, but actually blocked the opponent's thunderous blow, and then three lightning lights burst out from the pen body, shooting at the instigator who forcibly broke the seal.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing: "Thank you."

The armada dodged in embarrassment, but could only retreat again.

Seeing that the spirit pattern half floating on the pen body was getting thinner and thinner, and the mysterious artistic conception spread out from Liu Qinghuan as the center, a trace of fear floated in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed by greed like a prairie fire.

"Oh, the magic weapon of human cultivation has a very high rank..."

In the turbid abyss, there is a lack of water, food, and elixir. Not to mention the spiritual treasures of the Qianqiu reincarnation pen, even ordinary magic tools and magic weapons are very scarce. Most of the time, everyone relies on the powerful beast body and self-generated talent to fight. .

Armor stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, his eyes almost fell on Qianqiu Samsara Pen obsessively, especially after trying its power, he wanted to get it even more seriously.

Hu Xi had retreated to the distance as early as when the two exchanged hands, seeing the look on Arm's face, he couldn't help sneering mockingly: "When death is imminent, I still don't know whether I will die or not!"

He couldn't even get close to the opponent's body, and there was no illusion, which made Armada think arrogantly that he could seize treasures and kill people.

He glanced at the first day of the first day of the junior high school when he returned, thinking that her master would be fine if he didn't do anything, and if he did, he would be powerless to fight back, and his strength was simply unfathomable, so he couldn't help but shudder.

"Are you called Chu Dui?" Hu Si wanted to get close to each other: "Why are you the only one following Daoist Qing Lin today, Brother Fu Bao?"

Patting his wings on the first day of junior high school, he didn't want to talk to him, but he still replied: "Brother Fu Bao was left by the master to look after the house."

"Oh..." Hu Xi touched his head, and at this moment, Liu Qinghuan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"What's Armada's real name, and how do you write it?"

Hu Si couldn't help being stunned for a while, and didn't understand what this sentence meant: "Ah? What's your real name?"

Liu Qinghuan's voice sounded again, and he repeated the question again: "Apart from the name Armament, does he have any other names?"

"Oh, our people here are not like your outsiders. They don't have dao names or anything like that... Well, you mean how do you write the name of the armada in our language?"

Zhuoyuan also has characters, but just like their local language, it is still in an extremely primitive state, and the strokes are very simple.

After waiting for a few breaths, Liu Qinghuan came back: "Yes!"

Hu Xizhang Er King Kong couldn't figure it out, but he told the other party quickly, still puzzled what he meant by asking this.

However, the armada that Hu Xi thought was looking for death suddenly looked back at the sky, rolled his eyes, and with a hint of cunning in the corner of his mouth, he stepped back and shouted loudly: "Qinglin, I don't want to be your enemy, if you agree If you sell me the pills and spiritual seeds."

"So you know my name." Liu Qinghuan raised his head, glanced at the sky, and smiled inexplicably: "It's a pity that your credit is too low. If I do business with you, I'm afraid of raising a tiger."

Armada laughed loudly, showing no displeasure at being rejected.

In other words, although he said that he didn't want to be an enemy, he never recognized the possibility of cooperation with each other in his heart.

"That's such a pity, it's a pity that you lost your last chance to survive." Armageddon smiled triumphantly: "Don't think I don't know that you are delaying time, and I am also waiting for my companion!"

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan said calmly, stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Floating Sword flew back, turning into green and black qi and hovering around him.

A black cloud appeared in the sky, rushing forward in a mighty manner, and the sound of the rumbling gradually approached.

Armor suddenly noticed that there were only the last few spirit patterns left in the pen in the opponent's hand, and he was about to unseal them all. The strong sense of crisis made his heart tighten, and a series of long and short screams came out of his mouth, flapping his bat wings. He rushed into the mountain forest below, and in the blink of an eye he was mixed into the dense herd of beasts.

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, but didn't chase him any further. The consciousness locked on Armada's body suddenly lost its target, and he couldn't find it after scanning around. Obviously, the opponent was quite proficient in concealment techniques.

The herd of beasts suddenly became agitated, bloodthirsty madness swept across the mountains like a gust of wind, only blood was left in the eyes of the beasts, and they were no longer afraid of Liu Qinghuan's powerful aura, and rushed over howling.

Overwhelming, the momentum is frightening.

But Liu Qinghuan lowered her eyes without seeing it, and as the last spirit pattern disappeared in the air, a faint light flowed through the body of the pen and flowed to the tip of the pen, and the grade was suddenly raised from the innate treasure to the Xuantian spirit treasure!

He flicked the pen lightly, the tip of the pen shone with inspiration, and he drew the first stroke obliquely.

The irrational group of monsters had already rushed forward, Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes, threw out the sword of life and death, and slaughtered a large area.

The stern and long cry of the first day of the new year continued, and the white figure rushed into the group of monsters, and each monster died tragically under the blows of her sharp and complicated long horns and wings.

The second stroke is like a smooth arc, gradually floating in the air.

The black cloud from the sky finally flew over and landed on a mountain opposite with a bang.

The mountain peak shook violently, and a giant scorpion covered in black armor crawled out from the rocks. Its two big claws supported the ground, and the sections of the scorpion tail like whips were raised high. The hooked stinger at the tip There was a fierce cold glow.

The last stroke protruded from the arc, turned several times in the middle, and finally dragged straight to the lower right corner.

Armor, who was hiding in the herd of beasts waiting for an opportunity to attack, suddenly had a heart beating wildly, and felt a mysterious aura wrap around him.

He suddenly raised his head, and saw the simple strokes representing his name floating in the air!
His eyes were bulging, and his ears were filled with the deafening roars of monster beasts, as well as the miserable cries of death.

In the midst of this noise, everything seemed to have slowed down countless times in the eyes of Armada, and Liu Qinghuan, who was floating high in the air, opened his mouth.

Cracks appeared in every stroke of that ink character, and then exploded with a "bang"!

And in the mountains below, a blood flower suddenly bloomed, and the surrounding monsters were doused with blood before they could react!

(End of this chapter)