Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 943

The secret fairy script on the gourd's body lit up one by one quickly, and when the gourd's mouth was opened, a dazzling pillar of fire rushed out!
The old woman turned pale with fright, shook her hands, and the long mace fell off one after another and turned into a long whip. She danced imperceptibly, and finally forced back the floating sword under the magic word formula, and then flew up like an old raven. Avoid being hit by the pillar of fire.

"Crack, crack!" With the crackling sound of whips exploding, deep groove-like whip marks appeared in the space, and the pillar of fire was whipped into flames, like gorgeous fireworks in full bloom.

However, the continuous pillar of fire could not be cut off. The old woman immediately changed the target, whipped out a trajectory like a flying rainbow, and threw it at the master who controlled the pillar of fire.

However, a sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Qinghuan's mouth. At this moment, he was in a hurry to find Yunzheng, and he didn't want to waste time here.

With a touch of my hand, the crimson pillar of fire deflected and chased after the old woman. At the same time, a powerful suction came out from the mouth of the gourd!
Caught off guard, the old woman was sucked a long distance closer to the fire pillar, and almost missed it. She couldn't help screaming in shock, and her body whirled and pulled away.

However, with a "boom", the pillar of fire suddenly became thicker, submerging the old woman's figure in an instant, and then all the fire light quickly recovered.

The sound of the galloping flames covered up all the sounds, and as a circle of brilliant golden light rippled away, each secret fairy glyph floated up as if alive, and the body of the gourd vibrated slightly, and there was a faint momentum like a roaring mountain and a tsunami coming from inside. In the world, someone just disappeared without a sound.

Liu Qinghuan put away the gourd, and entered the valley in front of her in a blink of an eye.

The valley was much deeper than he had imagined, and the further forward, the lower the terrain.The peaks and cliffs on both sides are extremely oppressively inclined inward. Judging from the remaining formation fluctuations, it is very likely that there was a very tight formation before this place, but if it meets Yun Zheng...

Liu Qinghuan shuttled through the valley at an extremely fast speed. When the mountain turned in front of her, a large plum forest appeared in front of her eyes. Falling to the ground, the tense atmosphere almost made the air condense.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the situation in the forest in amazement, and saw Yun Zheng standing proudly among the red plums, with the icy-blue Sword of Primordial Spirit floating beside him, making soft sword sounds from time to time, and the lingering sword intent was like a tide It was generally surging and fierce, covering a large area of ​​Merlin in it.

Opposite him was a middle-aged beautiful woman who was cultivated in the Yang Realm, surrounded by misty clouds of colorful light, blocking all sword intent from outside.

But Liu Qinghuan noticed that the corners of this beautiful woman's eyes were clearly visible with fine lines, and her eyes were also a little cloudy.

Most female nuns are very concerned about their appearance, unless they attain enlightenment very late, or under some special circumstances, most female nuns prefer to maintain a young and beautiful appearance.And once the appearance appears old, either the lifespan is approaching, or the body is seriously injured.

Judging from the obvious frailty of the middle-aged beautiful woman, this person seems to be in the latter situation, and seems to have suffered from serious illness for a long time, so even though his cultivation is in the Yang Realm, he is now at a stalemate with Yun Zheng.

On the other side, another snow-skinned female nun leaned on a plum branch with her back. Although she looked at the two people who were facing each other with a serious expression, the corners of her lips slightly curled up, and her gaze occasionally drifted to the side, all of them seemed to be the same. There was a vague sense of relaxation and unconcealable pride in sitting on the sidelines.

Sitting under a plum tree not far from her is the female cultivator named Qianjin, but this girl now has a pretty face with green and white, and bloodstains on her messy robes. It is obvious that she has gone through a lot of hardships before. fighting.

The situation in the arena was clear at a glance, Liu Qinghuan's heart was slightly relaxed, and she felt several eyes move to her at the same time.

Yun Zheng was overjoyed, and turned to look at him: "Qing Huan, you're here."

As these words came out, the middle-aged beautiful woman in the Yang Realm on the opposite side frowned deeply, and the female cultivator behind her also put away her relaxed attitude as if she was watching, and stood up straight.

The middle-aged beautiful woman looked up and looked out of the valley, and suddenly asked: "How did you get in, where is my palace gatekeeper guarding the valley's entrance?"

Liu Qinghuan stepped on the broken plum branch on the ground, and said calmly: "You are the lord of Xue Po Palace, Mei Qing, right? If you are asking about that old woman, she is already dead."

Mei Qing's complexion changed slightly, a trace of unhealthy blush floated on her cheeks, and she said angrily: "You are too deceitful! Not only messing with my palace gate, taking away my rare treasures, but now killing my disciples, you are really deceiving people too much !"

As he said that, he saw the speed of the flying colorful streamer suddenly speed up, pressing towards Yun Zheng with a tyrannical force.

Liu Qinghuan's expression turned cold, and the Floating Sword in his hand flew out, and the most majestic Fenzi Jue of the Bazi Sword Art was slashed down, and large swaths of colorful streamers disappeared like bubbles under the sword energy.

With a loud "bang", the middle-aged beautiful woman flew back and looked at Liu Qinghuan fearfully.

Yun Zheng also withdrew his sword, and the sarcasm on his face was almost overflowing: "The palace master must have said the wrong thing? Don't forget, why am I in your Xue Po Palace? If you didn't hit me first What happened today? I was just trying to protect myself."

He looked over at Qianjin, and said with a sneer, "I have to say, the people in your palace are quite courageous. They even dared to attack monks of the same level, and now you still blame people for revenge? I am really curious, what are you doing now? You still have the face to accuse me here!"

Yun Zheng's words were like a knife's edge, directly tearing Xue Po Palace's face open, Mei Qing's face turned red and white, and looked angrily in the direction of Qian Jin, unable to reply for a while.

Arguments come first, and Yun Zheng's strength and cultivation are not something they can easily suppress. If there is a real debate about right and wrong, it's really hard to tell.

What's more, now that there is a stronger helper, even if they have Xiang Xuanwei as their backer, the other party will not be able to appear here immediately and beat them out.

Moreover, for a huge force like Xuanwei, their Xue Po Palace is really nothing, and asking for help may not be able to get them to help.

Mei Qing was in a hurry, only felt her throat was a bit fishy and sweet, the old injury had recurred, she quickly adjusted her breath, and after a while she said in a slump:

"That's all, let's go. No matter who is right or who is wrong, you have made a mess of my Xue Po Palace now, you have also broken into the secret place and snatched Bing Xin Jiandan, hurting the people in my palace... you go Bar!"

Yun Zheng and Liu Qinghuan looked at each other, pondered for a moment, and then said coldly: "It's not my style to kill everything. After today, I can forget about the past, but if you have hatred in your heart and want to get back the place, I will Waiting for you!"

After speaking, he turned around casually and greeted Liu Qinghuan: "Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)