Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 961
Liu Qinghuan quickly fled from Huang Hou's side, but the other party became confused again in the middle of rushing towards him, turned around a few times, and then went in another direction.

Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned her head, she heard movement from Qijue Demon Yundan.

The fog in the center of the huge magic circle was churning violently, the red-clothed old man and six others were waiting in line, one after another spells flew into the fog, and roars came from inside.

And the stripes covering the small world below were emitting an even more glaring red light at this time, something invisible but distinctly existing was slowly gathering.

That is the soul of the mountains and rivers, the breath of the earth, the vitality of every tree and grass, and the unseen luck.

Liu Qinghuan was startled, has it already started?
The sound of thunder faintly sounded, and ripples appeared under his feet. In a flash, Liu Qinghuan appeared behind a monk, and the thunder meter brought out the sound of thunder, and slammed down heavily!

"boom!"

A wall of fire suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and the green underworld flames full of dark aura were splashed and scattered everywhere, falling everywhere in the void, still burning unextinguished.

"Thief, you dare to come again!" The red-clothed old man roared angrily. He had been paying attention to Liu Qinghuan's movements and helped block the blow. He said, "If I don't skin you and bone you today, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression was cold, he didn't even look at him, and in a flash, he was behind another person.

These people need to stand in a fixed position, maintain the operation of the magic circle, and complete the last refining process of the Qijue Magic Luck Pill, so they can't hide even if they want to hide at this time.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan rushing towards him, the man had a sneer on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a bone shield came out to protect his back!
A strong green light surged from Liu Qinghuan's body, and the thunder meter in his hand suddenly flickered with lightning, and smashed down on his head with a thunderous roar that suddenly exploded!
"Boom rumble~"

A series of lightning bolts as thick as an arm meandered away, and in the astonished eyes of the monk, Lei Gongchi was like a real thunder god coming to the world. The huge force broke the mountains and seas, and smashed the bone shield to pieces.Afterwards, the momentum remained undiminished, and together with the thunder and lightning, it bombarded that person.

God is dead!

The rest of the people couldn't help being stunned, no one thought that he would kill a monk of the same level in the blink of an eye? !
However, Liu Qinghuan didn't pause at all, and pointed at the closest monk: "Sure!"

With the improvement of his cultivation base, and most of the time he faced enemies with higher cultivation bases than himself, he had very little chance to use the immobilization technique, which was almost invincible at the same level.

But today these few people have the same level of cultivation as him, so the cultivator was instantly fixed on the spot, watching helplessly as the huge lightning-flashing ruler drew a piercing trajectory, piercing the void, and the tyrannical and destructive aura was heart-pounding. .

The old man in red was very frightened and angry. A flagpole flew out of his hand, but it broke into two pieces with a click under the ruler.

Breaking through ten thousand spells with one force, Liu Qinghuan has practiced his body for many years, and his strength is so strong that he can break magic artifacts with bare hands, not to mention that he has a thunder meter in his hand.

The cultivator only gave a short scream, and his head exploded with a bang!

Almost in a few breaths, two people were killed in succession. Such a thunderous method made people feel astonished, and felt chills down their spines.

Except for the red-clothed old man, the remaining three couldn't stay still any longer and flew out one after another, fearing that Liu Qinghuan would also look for them.

"Come back quickly and keep the magic circle running! Hurry up..." The red-clothed old man shouted anxiously, but no one listened to him at this time. He also lost his life in an instant.

The red-clothed old man yelled angrily: "You motherfuckers, come back to me, we have a lot of people, we can kill him in a few strokes, why run away!"

Hearing this, those three people slowed down, thinking about it, four of them beat one, why are they afraid?

However, at this moment, there was a sudden neighing in the black mist enveloping the Qijue Demon Luck Pill, and the magic circle, which was barely stable due to the small number of people, began to turbulent, flickering and flickering. of light.

"No, no, no!" The red-clothed old man terrified, trying to save it in a hurry, but the collapse of the magic circle seemed to be unstoppable, and the formation pattern was already broken.

If you don't leave at this moment, when will you wait, Liu Qinghuan took the opportunity to fly back and get out of range before being entangled by those people, but turned around!

"Want to leave?" Yellow Throat with a livid face appeared in front of him, as if he had finally recovered from his confusion, and his whole body was full of rage, but he didn't act immediately, but said: "Little thief, let you Hand over the wooden bottle, and this deity will spare you!"

Although it was just a glimpse and he didn't see the details clearly, Huang Hou very keenly grasped the source of such a big stumble today. He completely ignored the collapsing magic circle over there and wanted to seize the Wanmu bottle first.

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, he didn't expect Huang Hou to recover his sanity so quickly, it's true, he just got out of hell and met King Yama again.

However, he couldn't let the Qijue Demon Luck Pill continue to refine, so that he missed the best time to escape.

"What wooden bottle, I don't know."

Liu Qinghuan quibbled, and secretly cried out in his heart: this time he doesn't have the aura to use, how can he escape from the brink of death again?

Huang Hou looked at his right hand hidden in his sleeve, probably because he was afraid of the loss he had suffered before, but this time he didn't force it, but locked him with a huge coercion with a sullen expression.

"Boy, if you don't want to suffer the eternal pain of being lit, I advise you to be more practical at this time. I'll say it again, hand over the wooden bottle. Not only can I spare you from killing you, but I can also..."

His words suddenly stopped, and he raised his head to look upwards. The sudden space fluctuation was so strong that there were waves in the void, the starlight cooled down, and a boundary gate appeared, and several people rushed out from it.

Seeing the person in the front, Liu Qinghuan seemed to be pardoned. It turned out to be Taiqing, a Mahayana monk who had met once many years ago.

After such a long delay, Qingming's people finally found him, and he was saved!
But he was relieved too early, forgetting that people will jump over the wall in a desperate situation.

When Huanghou saw such a scene, he didn't know that the matter had been revealed, and the other party also had Mahayana monks coming, he could predict that there would be ten deaths and no life, so he suddenly became murderous, and he raised his hand and slapped him in a vain attempt to kill him. Even if you die, you have to pull someone's back.

A pitch-black palm print struck like an overwhelming mountain, blocking all his escape routes. Liu Qinghuan was horrified. The difference in his cultivation level by a whole level made it impossible for him to resist this palm!
"Senior Taiqing, save me!"

Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes and let out a loud cry. At this moment, he could only hope that Taiqing would notice this and reach out in time!

(End of this chapter)