Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 898

The appearance of Qing Ji changed the situation once again, and the newly formed alliance had faint doubts and cracks.

Exiled Hualang swept across the crowd with a dark face, cursing in his heart, wishing he could tear Qing Ji up on the spot.

He let out a breath slowly, slipped a jade bone fan from his sleeve into his hand, and said with a sneer: "Qing Ji, it's useless to sow discord, it seems that you haven't learned how to be good after losing to me a few times, huh ! This time, I will not show mercy!"

He cupped his hands to the surroundings: "Everyone, I would like to ask you to be a witness. The old grudge between me and this person has not been resolved, and the new grudge has been formed. Today, either she will die or I will die! Wait until I kill her and grab the Jie Xingpan." , please enter the ban together!"

This person's mind was so alert, and with just a few words, he tore up Qing Ji's calculations, dispelled some of the other people's thoughts, and rescued himself from danger.

The middle-aged male cultivator and the old woman looked at each other for a moment, and took a step back at the same time.

Since someone is willing to help capture the astrolabe, there are only advantages and no disadvantages for them, so why not just sit on the sidelines and wait for the two to decide the winner.

Anyway, no matter who wins, they can enjoy the benefits of fishing.

As for the other two, Wu Wo looked indifferent, and Liu Qinghuan had no intention of interfering at all.

There was a hint of panic in Qing Ji's expression, she was obviously not the opponent of Banhualang, and the Jie Xing Pan in her hand splashed a stream of mercury like mercury, and said sharply: "I will destroy Jie Hua Lang!"

The exiled flower man looked at her with pity, and the jade bone fan opened with a snap, and a powder mist like a mountain of flowers and a green sea gushed out, with red shadows in it, and the sound of swaying shrill laughter came out from time to time.

"I can't tolerate you now!"

"It's this harmful thing again!"

The anger in Qing Ji's eyes almost melted into reality, her figure receded quickly, black nails half a foot long grew out of her originally slender hands, her head was full of white hair without wind, and the roots were like thorns, piercing into the powder mist middle.

"Puff puff!"

The powder mist exploded, quickly engulfing the figures of the two of them, and a cloyingly sweet aroma diffused, making people feel dry mouth out of thin air.

A trace of disgust flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and he retreated further away from the battlefield, only to see the middle-aged male cultivator approaching, intentionally or not.

And when I saw him, I walked away instead.

The middle-aged male cultivator glanced at Liu Qinghuan, and said meaningfully: "This fellow Taoist, you seem to have a strong devilish aura on you."

Liu Qinghuan lowered her eyes and swept the hem of her clothes: "Fellow Daoist, why bother to ask the question knowingly, the blood demon was so powerful when it turned into the emperor, even if I stood on the periphery, I would inevitably get a trace of aura."

"Is that so?" The middle-aged male cultivator still had doubts in his eyes, but he didn't pester him any more, but said, "I have a question, and I want to ask my fellow Taoists for advice. We all entered the square in front of the hall earlier. Why? You're the only one who doesn't move forward?"

Liu Qinghuan's expression turned cold: "Fellow Daoist is too lenient, whether you enter or not, it has nothing to do with you. Don't forget that we are all in the mirror palace full of murderous threats, and it is not too much to take one step and watch three steps. "

The middle-aged male cultivator laughed: "Don't misunderstand me, I just asked casually." After a pause, he continued: "I just feel that fellow Taoists seem to know this place better than the few of us."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes fell on the battle area covered by thick powder mist over there. Because of the domain supernatural power, the outside world couldn't see what happened inside, only some violent fluctuations of spiritual power could be heard faintly.

He said lightly: "If it's what you said, why should I stand here at this moment."

"That's true." The middle-aged male cultivator nodded and said: "However... the Demon Vine Transformation Emperor earlier burst out with anger and blood flames. I thought that there would be some big battles waiting today, but I didn't expect that the demon suddenly The breath of the vine disappeared, and there was a very mysterious feeling flashed by... Fellow Daoist is at the end, do you know what happened outside?"

Liu Qinghuan shuddered inwardly. This person had been probing for a long time, but his ultimate goal was to ask this: Can he actually sense the appearance of the Xuantian Supreme Treasure?
A trace of killing intent rose in his heart, and the matter of Wanmu Zhengrong's nectar bottle must not be leaked, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

But there was a calm smile on his face: "Fellow Daoists probably know better than me what happened, after all, you led it out at that time."

The middle-aged male cultivator wanted to say more, but there was a loud noise, and the restraining net that had gradually disappeared appeared again, and strong spatial fluctuations came out.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed, and he said angrily: "What a couple of dogs, how dare you trick me!"

Liu Qinghuan was surprised for a moment, but also understood.

Those two people seemed to have a blood feud before, but they joined forces so quickly?

Seeing that the old woman who was closest to the powder mist had already made the first move, she raised the big crutch with the dragon's head angrily, and smashed it down hard.

"boom!"

The powder mist was blown away, just in time to see that there was a round hole in the light curtain covering the pool, and Banhualang and Qingji had stepped into the hole.

Seeing being discovered and the old woman rushing over like a big old bird, the two people in the cave immediately gave up their plan to use the astrolabe to close the restriction, turned around and flew towards the Danding in the center of the pool.

The others' reactions were not slow, and they rushed over almost at the same time.

When Liu Qinghuan entered the restraint, the old woman had already started fighting with Qing Ji and Ban Hua Lang, and with a bravery that did not match her appearance, she danced the dragon head that was as heavy as a mountain like a mountain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Every time it hits, the space will suddenly vibrate, making Hua Lang have to dodge to avoid it.

The middle-aged male cultivator was even more furious, and threw the thick soil ring, one of the five elements god rings, at Qing Ji. Moving the direction, one hand has already touched the cauldron cover.

But there was a sword light full of murderous intent flying towards him, and Qing Ji couldn't dodge it in time, and almost lost half of her palm.

Several people fought around Dan Ding, but no one could get close to Dan Ding.

Liu Qinghuan walked last, and was not as anxious as those few people. At this moment, he fell outside the battle circle, squatting down leisurely to observe the water in the pool.

However, if one wants to accumulate pills for a long time, it is impossible to use ordinary spiritual water, and it must be spiritual eyes or sea eyes that can grow endlessly.

To his surprise, the water in this pool was cold and piercingly cold. It seemed to be crystal clear, but there were tiny floating objects like white flocs swimming in it.

Liu Qinghuan shook his hand violently, and even immediately let out the aura of green wood, wrapping the palm of the hand where the shiny finger bones were looming.

He yelled: "Everyone stop, this pool of water is wrong!"

However, other people are fighting vigorously at this time, and now they are not only besieging Qingji and Banhualang, but fighting with each other, and no one will let others touch Danding.

(End of this chapter)