My talent is resurrection

Chapter 118

Ma Jiuwan was taken aback, and turned to look at the old blind man and Xu Sheng, "Did you hear that, my father told you to climb up, why don't you hurry up?"

The old blind man sighed, "It seems that there is nothing to say."

Xu Sheng's fist was ignited, his body was dark, and the void shattered.

So what about the Nascent Soul, just beat it, but die.

Ma Jiuwan laughed and narrowed his eyes, "Don't get lost, right?"

He bent one finger, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged from the fingertips, shaking back and forth on the old blind man and Xu Sheng, and finally aimed at the old blind man.

Prepare to kill the one who talks the most first.

The old blind man and Xu Sheng moved slowly, their aura and punching intentions were suppressed violently, and they couldn't even bend over to dodge.

Ma Jiuwan wanted to pop out as soon as he pointed, and wanted to kill this old blind man!
There was a point from Tiandi, and he took a step ahead, pressing Ma Jiuwan into the ground, and twisting it lightly.

The ground crumbled and water poured into the Huai River.

Ma Jiuwan's body floated in the sky, his eyes were solemn, but he still laughed and said: "The old bastard of Wuxian Mountain dared to come out of the mountain, this is rare."

An old man with white beard and hair in Tianmu, who was wrapped in wind in his long robe, looked at Ma Jiuwan and said in a low voice, "Why do you want to seek death?"

Ma Jiuwan sneered, "I'm just a celestial being who wants to kill me, isn't he afraid that Feng Da will flash his tongue?"

The white-haired old man replied: "The bottleneck of the ten realms, killing you is enough."

Ma Jiuwan laughed loudly, "Come and try?"

The white-haired old man stretched out his hand, "Okay."

The aura within a radius of hundreds of miles was captured by him with one hand.

Ma Jiuwan finished laughing, turned his head to look at Chen Jiu, and hurriedly said, "Father, go and invite Grandpa Tao Li!"

Chen Jiu was dumbfounded, silent for a while, and said with a smile: "My son, let me die together."

Ma Jiuwan was stunned for a moment, and in an instant he went to Chen Jiu's side, picked him up by the waist, and with a swipe of his fingertips, the void was shattered, and he was about to run through the void.

Pointing at Zhao Shuo, Chen Jiu said hastily, "There is more, there is more."

Ma Jiuwan was taken aback.

Tiandi has a big hand towards him.

In the distance, there was a big wave in the Huai River, and a dragon's head as tall as a hill slowly lifted up from it.

Ma Jiuwan's heart turned, he gave up Chen Jiu, directly penetrated the void, appeared on the head of Jiaolong, and pressed down its life gate with one hand.

The old man with white beard stopped in front of Chen Jiu's forehead, looked at Ma Jiuwan, and asked calmly, "Do you really want to die?"

Ma Jiuwan laughed loudly: "Let my father go first, otherwise I will kill you, Jiaolong, and leave you without money!"

The white-bearded old man stretched out his hand, grabbed Chen Jiu in his hand, and squeezed it hard, causing Chen Jiu to snort and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

The white-bearded old man said softly, "I really hate people threatening me."

Ma Jiuwan also squeezed the gate of Jiaolong's life, causing Jiaolong to let out a mournful cry, and the gap in Tianzhu's mouth opened.

Ma Jiuwan said with a smile: "I also hate others threatening me, you put my father down quickly, or I will shatter the Heavenly Punishment that this little worm is talking about."

The white-bearded old man hissed his eyes and felt irritable in his heart.

The matter of raising Jiaolong unexpectedly caused so many troublesome characters, it cannot be delayed now, otherwise other sects will know that he has left the mountain, and it is estimated that heavenly beings will come soon.

It's fine for the two Golden Cores to raise dragons, but it's different if he, a celestial monk, comes here. Other sects can also come to celestial monks, just find some reasons, make some troubles, and make him feel bad endlessly.

So the current plan is to kill these people quickly.

By the Huaishui River, everyone has their own thoughts.

On the streets of the city, a little old man is wearing a bright red and black plum umbrella, walking slowly in the misty alley, stepping on water from time to time, his body will suddenly appear in the distance.

On the bright red plum umbrella, there are layers upon layers of densely packed scales. If someone who knows the goods is here, he can tell at a glance that the scales are all dragon's reverse scales!

Among them, the red scale is Canlong, and the black scale is ink dragon, both of which belong to the ancient species of real dragons.

A total of 360 reverse scales were piled up on the old man's umbrella.

Coincidentally today, I felt that there were dragons born, although they were rare, but there were, so he came.

When the old man walked to the edge of the Huai River, everyone's eyes turned to the little old man holding an umbrella.

Ma Jiu looked puzzled, looking at this mysterious old man, he didn't know him, and he didn't know what he was here for.

Only the old man with white beard pondered for a moment, his face was suddenly horrified, when he saw the old man's appearance, he suddenly remembered that in the history of Tianguang Prefecture, there was a Overcoming Sea Heaven Lord!
The little old man raised his umbrella slightly, and opened his mouth to blow the spring breeze in the deep summer.

The spring breeze swayed slowly, but it blew across Jiaolong's throat in an instant.

The little old man took down the umbrella, raised his feet and stepped lightly on the accumulated water, his figure gradually became hazy in the misty rain, and he was never seen again.

In the sky, there was a red-faced Taoist sitting high, looking at the old man who had gone hundreds of miles away in an instant, curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "It's not a big deal, but it's a big deal."

After the little old man left, a slender cut appeared on the dragon's head, its head broke off, and it slowly fell into the water, causing huge waves.

Ma Jiuwan looked at the broken Jiaolong's head, his expression dull, "Ah, this..."

He looked up at the white-bearded old man with a gloomy face, waved his hands and said, "It's none of my business, brothers have seen it, right?"

Ma Jiuwan looked at the old blind man and Xu Sheng.

The two looked at him coldly.

Chen Jiu quickly raised his hand, "What I saw has nothing to do with him."

Ma Jiuwan burst into tears immediately, "This is my real father."

The white-bearded old man twisted his fingers, took a deep breath, and said with a gloomy expression, "It's really touching. If this is the case, I will send you to be buried with my dragon."

Ma Jiuwan laughed dryly, "Isn't that appropriate?"

Chen Jiu echoed, "There is indeed a problem."

The white-bearded old man grabbed his head directly with one hand, "It's very suitable."

Ma Jiuwan's face turned pale, and with a wave of his index finger, he pulled a long and thin gap in the void, and swallowed the big hand that the white-bearded old man had grabbed.

With a serious expression on his face, he quickly walked to Chen Jiu's side, wanting to take him away.

The white-bearded old man opened the gap in the void with one hand, like a maggot on a tarsus bone, he was about to crush and kill the two of them.

Ma Jiuwan turned around, his clothes fluttered, his complexion tightened, and a radiance burst out in front of his body, heading straight for his big hand.

Huaguang was beaten back by big hands, and finally stopped in front of Jiuwan, unable to stand still.

The white-bearded old man's expression was indifferent, and he added some strength.

He is a bottleneck in the ten realms of heaven and man, and it is easy to kill these people below.

Ma Jiuwan gritted his teeth, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly gushed out, and he was pushed out of the ditch by the big hand and retreated.

The old man suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "If you want to die, I will help you."

A figure of golden light rushed towards him suddenly, with a powerful and powerful hand.

The white-bearded old man first intensified his aura, and Ma Jiuwan was injured and flew backwards. He stretched out another finger, ready to crush this life-or-death physicist to death.

A sword was suddenly placed across his neck.

The red-faced Taoist was behind him and asked directly, "Want to die?"

The white-bearded old man didn't dare to move at all, a tremor in his heart that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Chen Jiu shouted happily: "Master, I finally got you here."

Seeing Ma Jiuwan, he was even more excited, and said cheerfully: "Ancestor, you are here!"

The red-faced Taoist looked at Ma Jiuwan and frowned.

What is this?
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(End of this chapter)