Le Yao Xiu Xian Ji

Chapter 371 Qingfeng Secret Realm 18
The impact of the collision of spells and spells was huge, and the two were forced to fly backwards by the impact.

They are all handsome and extraordinary in white robes. Ji Changkong belongs to the hero of the witness gentleman, and he always embodies the demeanor of a strong man.

He adjusted his figure in an instant, Han Yan was also dressed in a white Taoist robe, his eyes were three points evil, six points crazy, and one point was that he saw through the decision of life and death.

There is no soul, just a single body, with all the memories of his life, and with his unswerving persistence until death, he turned into a drought. Life and death are meaningless to him.

The battle must be fought, and it will be hearty, and it will not be in vain for my obsession over the years.

Hanba's hair fluttered and stood against the wind.

"What a powerful sword! I am very happy to fight today."

Others can't tell whether he is happy or not, Hanba's dead face, even if he is speaking happy words, is expressionless, the only thing that can be seen is the pair of red eyes that are as clear as rubies.

Murderous aura raged inside.

Full of arrogance.

The little ones watched the fight through the phantom light curtain, and they were really envious of Han Yan's powerful appearance that is unique in the world.

Especially Little Peach Blossom, as long as it can dominate one side, it doesn't care if it is like Hanba. In this world, only the strong can control their own destiny, and the weak are only worthy of being pawns and cannot be a chess player.

"Senior Hanba is too powerful."

"It's useless, have you read the storybook? Which storybook have you seen that would let a scorpion kill the main character with great luck? Even if Venerable Changkong is the match, he should die in the hands of the protagonist."

It's just a breath of effort.

The two fought together again, and the battle intensified. Hanba's strength was astonishing, and Venerable Changkong was not an easy-going lamp.

The gorgeous Dharma light is accompanied by the sound of rocks cracking, which is so exciting and beautiful.

Seeing the exciting part, the little guy roared and twisted his body in various ways, and even Dong Qinyan, who was usually calm, clapped his hands in celebration.

Of course, they are viewed using formations, and will not directly affect the fighters. Even the most powerful cultivators of transforming spirits cannot see them at all, as if the Baizhan Fufeng just disappeared between heaven and earth.

The closest viewer is the White Tiger Demon King of the Monster Beast Forest.

The strength of the God Transformation Powerhouse allows her to have an extraordinary super-strength consciousness, and she can clearly watch the fight from a distance that is neither far nor close.

Just now, Han Yan relied on his strong body and flexible body, and a kite turned over and leaped to shorten the distance between Ji Changkong and Ji Changkong.

The hungry wolf poked out his heart and attacked Ji Changkong's chest. His magic robe shone with dazzling light. Such a blockage did not allow Hanba's powerful grab to reach the point where he could do whatever he wanted.

When one blow failed, Ji Changkong also took advantage of this gap and used both feet to bow left and right.

The power of a monk who fights like a mortal can only be seen afterimages.

It is a man's unspeakable pain that a woman has a deadly trick, and sometimes such a move is also handy for a man.

The two sounds of "Kang Dang Bang Dang" were like the violent impact between the hammer and the metal billet, this place is Han Yan's shot, how could he succeed.

One claw was unsuccessful, and the claw instantly turned into a palm, driving the turbulent flow of spiritual energy to hit and tear Ji Changkong's robe.

The material of Ji Changkong's magic robe is a rare genius treasure, it can be said to be seamless without any flaws.

If you are not an expert, you will definitely not be able to find its flaws.

However, this Hanba lived in Qingfengmen, which is full of female cultivators since childhood. The main industry of Qingfengmen is the production of robes, and the most core inheritance is kept by the head. head of the.

Just a little robe.

Just when Hanba's claws turned into fists, the air flow quickly turned and pulled, and Ji Changkong's magic robe was instantly torn to pieces, and a violent iron fist with a force of a thousand catties hit Ji Changkong's heart.

Under this blow, Ji Changkong retreated several thousand feet.

He was almost knocked out of the Fufeng Peak, a sword was stuck on the rock closest to him, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out. This blow was really powerful.

That complexion is also quite ugly.

"Ji Daoyou, are you okay? If you are too old and exhausted, this king will come."

The White Tiger Demon King stared at the spirit fruit with a click.

help?Ha ha!
Just now, she and herself were at Ten Thousand Beasts Floating Peak, and they looked like their swords were on the verge of breaking out. If it wasn't for this old thing, she would have crushed that girl Ranqing to death, so what?
It was the first time that Ji Changkong suffered such a serious injury since he successfully transformed into a god. It was not because he was incapable of fighting, but because he completely underestimated the power of Hanba.

This object completely subverted his understanding of the monster after the human corpse transformed.

He has memories from before him, and he is quite handy in using spells. Although the aura he emits is not the most rigid and yang, the power of each move is not much weaker than that of Ji Changkong, who is known as the number one powerhouse in Cangnan, or even stronger. .

If the magic attack was weak, Ji Changkong would not suffer such a big loss.

Especially the big black sword held by the other party, under the sword energy, it also has the power of a sword of light and cold nineteen states, and what's worse is that Hanba's body is so stiff that it is comparable to a divine weapon.

At first, it seemed that the two were on par, but Ji Changkong had to deal with it quite strenuously. The first time the White Tiger Demon King arrived at the Fufeng Peak, he sensed it. He didn't expect this tigress to sit high on the Diaoyutai, A state of ecstasy like eating melons and watching a movie.

Even so, Ji Changkong has never been annoyed, women are always strange, he has never understood it in his whole life.

He guessed that he could handle it, but he didn't expect that the White Tiger Demon King had all these thoughts in order to consume his combat power.

How to make people angry?

Ji Changkong gritted his teeth slightly.

"Bai Feiyun!"

Some displeasure did not surface such emotions.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, don't worry about this king. I think it's natural for those who are able to work harder for such trivial matters as eliminating demons and defending the way. You can do whatever you want."

That's the way it is said, but private voice transmission is another way of saying it.

You, Ji Changkong, are the number one in Cangnan, and the three Transformation Gods are headed by him. According to the previous rules, the division of forces corresponding to the Transformation God cultivators are based on this rule to divide the sphere of influence.

As long as Ji Changkong swears by the way of heaven and retreats thousands of miles from the place where the righteous way connects with the forest of monsters, she will help.

The White Tiger Demon King transmitted the sound directly.

The content is quite rough and straightforward.

In Baizhan Fufeng, on the crystal light curtain made by Lu Leyao, strange ripples flashed, just like the electrocardiogram on the water blue star.

"What is this?" It was the first time that the crystal light curtain had such a strange current-like ripple, and everyone was very curious.

　Today I fought with my daughter and husband against landlords, and won them 17 yuan in a game for one yuan.

　　Happiness is that simple.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)