Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 118 Yu Keqing is selfless, a role model for our generation
the other side.

Silverback Violent Ape is worthy of the strength of the second-order late stage. At the critical moment, its bloodline spirit art broke out again.

Seeing the furnace surrounded by air roots explode, Violent Ape roared and stood up, his body suddenly swelled to a height of five feet, just standing there, like a hill, brought a full sense of oppression.

But Yu Xian didn't panic at all.

Now that the big formation is under his control, the phantom formation is enough to cover up all visions, and it also allows him to give it a try.

"Let's see if I'm a tough puppet, or are you strong?"

After a few steps, the blood puppet rushed up like a cannonball, and fought head-on with the violent ape.

Violent Ape dared to provoke such a small guy, and he stimulated his blood to make him lose his sanity, and he didn't dodge or evade.

bang bang bang! ! !
There was a muffled thunderous explosion in the air, even if the black iron armor on the blood puppet was a defensive high-grade armor, it couldn't stop the violent ape's locomotive-like fist at this moment.

After a while, the already broken battle armor was completely shattered, and even the flesh and blood on the blood puppet was smashed into a pulp by the violent ape's fist.

Only one skeleton with jade luster still shines brightly.

The battle intensified.

"what?"

But Yu Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something aroused from the blood puppet.

hum!
I saw the white jade skeleton imprinted in the air, and the bloody arrogance erupted behind him, and a phantom of King Ming came out, holding the pagoda seal with his hand, as if to suppress the group of demons.

The white jade skeleton and King Ming's phantom merged into one, and it also turned into a little giant about ten feet tall.

Although there is still a gap between the size and the violent ape, but the strength is even higher.

And the blood puppet's fighting method is no longer limited to simple fists and kicks, but a secret body training technique that even Yu Xian has not mastered.

"The blood puppet has a chance to recover certain abilities it had before it was alive. It seems that the evenly matched battle revived its fighting instinct.

Old Ancestor Jiang, you died a great death. "

Yu Xian paid homage to Patriarch Jiang in his heart again, and left the blood puppet's battle more to its own instinct.

And his spiritual consciousness was placed in it, and he could empathize with it.

"What a powerful fighting instinct. Just feeling it for a while, I feel that my hand-to-hand combat ability has improved a lot."

"Maybe I can become a combat genius in the future."

"In this way, the best material for refining blood puppets is a genius monk. In this case, when his ability recovers, I can also take the opportunity to steal the teacher. It is equivalent to teaching myself."

While thinking about it, Yu Xian adjusted the formation.

The air roots on the ground have already formed an air root wall unconsciously, assisting the blood puppet's attack.

The second-tier high-grade large formation is still a compound second-tier high-grade large formation. In Yu Xian's opinion, it can already be called a quasi-third-tier formation.

Even his cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment at this moment cannot exert the full power of the large formation.

It can be seen from this that Zhao Patriarch's attainments in formation are far superior to his.

About half an hour later.

The silver-backed ape's strength weakened, and its mountain-like body also shrank down like a discouraged one, returning to a height of three feet.

The blood puppet is tireless, as long as it is replenished with flesh and blood, and Yu Xian's spiritual power is not exhausted, it is a perpetual motion machine.

There was a little more fear in the violent ape's eyes.

It started to retreat, hitting the air root wall again and again, wanting to leave here.

But once the momentum weakened, and he left his back to the enemy, it was doomed.

Another half hour.

The blood puppet punched Violent Ape's head, red and white fell to the ground, leaving only a hard skull.

Immediately afterwards, the blood puppet's palm was like a knife, and peeled off the silver-haired skin on the back of Violent Ape.

The silver hair has the effect of hiding the breath, and I am going to use it to make a few coats and scarves.

Then take out an inner alchemy that is a circle larger than ordinary inner alchemy from the violent ape, about the size of an egg.

Then Yu Xian let the blood puppet do the same to absorb the violent ape and destroy the corpse.

In the end, he put away the blood puppet, pinched the spell, activated the large formation, and summoned the fire bamboo to roast the surrounding area, and turned over the surrounding soil by the way.

In a short while, the traces of the fight between Violent Ape and Blood Puppet were wiped away.

by this time.

Only then did Yu Xian let go of the cover of the formation, and sat down on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale, panting heavily regardless of his image.

Such a situation is not entirely acting.

It took a lot of energy to control the big formation, plus controlling the blood puppets to fight, that is to say, his spiritual consciousness is strong, and the ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation establishment must be drained.

After the formation dispersed, none of the four elders of the Zhao family survived. Seeing that Yu Xian was still alive from a distance, they led a group of people to surround him.

"Master Keqing, what happened to those two monsters?"

They glanced over and saw that even the ground seemed to be turned upside down, there were large and small potholes, and scorched marks, which was enough to imagine the fierce battle at that time.

He couldn't help casting admiring and friendly looks at Yu Xian.

With the cultivation base of the early stage of foundation establishment, fighting against the two monsters alone, including a monster of the late second stage, even with the help of a large formation, it must be very difficult.

Although Yu Keqing usually likes to bully them, but when it comes to critical moments, she is still reliable, and she is willing to work hard for their Zhao family.

And when all of them were about to give up, only Master Ke Qing stood up.

In the past, they were the ones who misunderstood Mr. Ke Qing.

For a while, the elders felt a little ashamed.

Seeing several family elders, Yu Xian flipped his hands and took out the inner alchemy of the Golden Crown Eagle, and the four-colored bamboo knots of the clan protection formation.

"This is yours."

Then he tilted his head and fainted openly, lest the group of people ask too much about the details of the battle.

Sure enough, upon seeing Neidan, the eyes of the elders were attracted.

The second-bedroom woman's old eyes were quick and quick, and she took the inner alchemy into her hands, and said with vigilant eyes:

"Alright."

Although the Sanfang family elder wanted to fight, but he thought that he had already distributed an inner alchemy before, so he nodded.

"It's yours."

Dafang Futai's old man wanted to slap himself even more now, and said sullenly:

"No one is arguing with you."

As he spoke, he put away the four-color bamboo knots on the ground, and carefully found that the traces of refining had disappeared.

"Your Excellency Ke Qing is really trustworthy, but in the past we were the ones who judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Speaking of Mr. Ke Qing's visit to the Zhao family in the past few years, the Zhao family has indeed become better and better.

Maybe we were wrong before.

The eyes of the ancestors will not be bad. "

Futaijia Lao sighed.

The rest of the elders nodded affectionately.

They were indeed selfish at first.

In the past few years, under the suppression of Master Ke Qing's death, they cooperated with each other and made more money than before.

After the brothers from various houses in the clan went to work in the market and were tortured by reality, there were also good seedlings.

Because of the income from the Fangshi, the collateral tribes have also raised several talents.

Otherwise, they might not be able to stop this monster invasion.

Only Yu Xian, who was pretending to be unconscious, was scolded half to death in his heart.

'What the hell, even if you want to praise, can you carry me back first and then praise. '

Yu Xian had no choice but to open his eyes again, with a weak face, and staggered to his feet.

"My lord, are you awake?"

Fu Tai's old man hurried forward, only to see that his face was white and the blood on the corner of his mouth was still wet, the situation was no better than Yu Xian's.

Yu Xian waved his hand and said: "I'm fine, you guys pack up the formation as soon as possible, in case there is a counterattack by monsters, I can't help."

After finishing speaking, a red light wrapped around his body, and he went to the ancestor's mansion.

After Yu Xianfei left, several family elders still watched in place, and only nodded with feeling when they could no longer see the shadow.

"Master Ke Qing does not leave a name for his good deeds, but he didn't take credit for saving our entire Zhao family this time. This old man admires him even more."

"The old man only regrets that he was not persistent enough at the beginning, and that the twin granddaughters lost the opportunity to get close to Master Ke Qing."

"Yu Keqing is selfless and a role model for my generation, but there are some things that Mr. Keqing doesn't care about. We old fellows have to be ignorant."

The elder of the Sanfang family coughed lightly, and said humanely to the Zhao family who were still waiting around:

"Master Ke Qing is invincible, the two second-level monsters have been killed, and my Zhao family is fine."

The crowd was silent at first, and then cheered deafeningly.

"Master Ke Qing is mighty!"

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

In today's battle, Yu Xian has truly left a name in the hearts of the Zhao family, and is no longer the legendary Mr. Ke Qing who has a bad personality and picked all the flowers of the Zhao family.

(End of this chapter)