Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 126 Splitting up and surrendering twice

Two more days.

Yuezhen faction mountain gate.

In charge of the other courtyard.

Yulan propped her cheeks with her hands, and watched with a smile as the little white tiger wrote with resentment on her face.

As soon as the little white tiger raised its furry palm, its sharp claws shot out. It took the second longest nail and dipped it with ink on the polished inkstone.

Then lightly and crookedly began to write on the paper.

"Don't lock me up in the future."

"It's dark in there."

"I'm going to be mad."

Yulan read it out in a very face-saving manner, then chuckled, stretched out her hand and rubbed the little white tiger's head vigorously.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry little meow, I will leave you alone next time. It turns out that the spirit beast can't see anything when it stays in the spirit beast bag.

Then you stayed in the spirit animal bag for 20 years before, wouldn't it be too uncomfortable to die.

Such a poor little cat. "

"Meow."

Seeing Yulan compromise, the little white tiger raised its head proudly and let out a cry.

Who knew that Yulan said in the next sentence: "But it's useless for me to say it, it's the husband who wants to send you into the spirit animal bag, otherwise it would be inconvenient to take you with you.

Whoever made you so weak, if you don't put it in the spirit beast bag, you will be lost by accident. "

Hearing this, the little white tiger froze immediately.

Then it went on to write on paper.

"I'm eating meat every day, and I'll get better in the future."

I saw the little white tiger roaring, its muscles bulging and its hair flaring furiously, just like a big strong cat, when its paws scratched the table, sparks flew everywhere.

Stone chips flew on the stone table, and a paw print appeared.

"Wow, little meow is amazing."

Yulan praised perfunctorily.

"Meow."

The little white tiger returned to the appearance of a kitten again, but his eyes were very proud.

Just now.

"Miss Yulan is so excited, Yu Keqing is missing, and you still have the leisure and elegance to tease cats here."

A young monk walked in at the courtyard entrance.

Behind him were two elders of the Zhao family, and seven or eight monks of the Zhao family, all of whom were above the middle stage of Qi training.

Yulan picked up the little white tiger and said with a vigilant look:

"I do not know you."

"My name is Zhao Jia. Miss Yulan, we met once at the auction in Shangyang City. At that time, you were laughing in Yu Keqing's arms. You probably didn't pay attention to me, the monk sitting in the corner."

The young monk was exactly the one who had perfected Qi training brought back from Shangyang City by Old Ancestor Zhao, but now his aura has already broken through the realm of foundation establishment.

"Miss Yulan, please come with us." Zhao Jia said.

Yulan said, "What if I don't go with you?"

The ghost tiger that had been lying under her feet also stood up at this moment, there seemed to be swirls in the black pupils, and black ghost mist emerged from its eyes.

The aura of the second-order monster gradually rose.

"That's offended."

Zhao Jia sneered, turned his palm over, and saw a transparent jade bottle appear, inside was a drop of crimson blood with a trace of pale gold.

"This is the blood essence of the second-level body repair specially prepared by Zhao for you. It suppresses demons and destroys evil, and specializes in destroying ghosts and monsters!"

He crushed the jade bottle, and the blood seemed to break free from the barrier, and shot directly at the ghost tiger.

Whoosh!
The blood essence was like a small sun, and the ghost mist that emerged from the ghost tiger's eyes was melted by the blood essence before it could gather in size, and then exploded directly.

Ghost Tiger let out a tragic sound, closed and opened his eyes, the vortex inside had disappeared, leaving only two lines of blood and tears.

"Come on!"

Zhao Jia didn't know where he saw this way of dealing with the ghost tiger, and he had done a marvelous skill. With another tactic in his hand, a blue sword light flew out from behind him, and then turned into dozens of flying swords. Simultaneously, the sound of waves was made.

Seeing that the sword light turned into a huge wave out of thin air, each flying sword was like a wave, suppressing it together, bringing infinite pressure.

Chao Sheng Ben Lang Jian Jue!

Dang!

A red sword light descended from the sky, blocked the waves, and continued unabated, directly breaking through the waves and reaching in front of Zhao Jia.

Zhao Jia's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly made another tactic, the waves rolled back and stopped the red sword light, and he felt that it was extremely difficult.

The power of this flying sword has already surpassed the power of the initial stage of foundation establishment.

"Who?!"

Whoosh whoosh! !

Array flags rose into the sky one after another, turning into pillars of light, and then intertwined and intertwined in mid-air, array patterns emerged, turning into a network of light.

In all directions, thick fog rose up, and it spread in a short while.

Tier [-] Tianluo Formation!
Tier [-] Great Cloud Formation!

"No, it's a trap!"

Zhao Jia suddenly felt something was wrong, and shouted to the monks of the Zhao family behind him:

"Follow me, I will break the formation, rush out!"

He can also be regarded as a talent of the Zhao family. He has been instructed by the ancestor Zhao many times and has a certain understanding of formations.

However, in the face of a secret sneak attack in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the serial suppression of the second-tier large formation, the monks of the Zhao family were soon divided by the large formation.

Roar!
The ghost tiger pounced from nowhere, because its innate spiritual skills were broken, but its powerful body was enough to threaten the foundation-building cultivators.

Zhao Jia's flying sword crossed, leaving sparks on the ghost tiger's body, cutting off a few hairs, but his flying sword couldn't break through the ghost tiger's body for a while.

There is also a red-glow flying sword that is far more powerful than him to attack secretly.

But for a moment.

The blue flying sword was picked up, and Zhao Jia saw the flying sword resting on his throat, so he didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

"Self-appointed dantian, throw away the flying sword storage bag."

There was a voice in the fog.

"My Zhao Family Cultivator..."

puff!
The flying sword entered the throat for half a point.

Zhao Jia's voice stopped abruptly, and he threw down the Feijian storage bag in a hurry, and then counted at the dantian, his breath suddenly weakened.

A slender hand appeared from the mist, pointing at his brow.

So the sea of ​​consciousness was sealed, and there was no longer any resistance.

"Who is your Excellency, our Zhao family..."

Zhao Jia wanted to say something else, Guihu's big slap had already been slapped, he only felt his five internal organs shift, his ears roared, then his eyes darkened, and he fell limply down.

The rest of the Zhao family monks were quickly captured one by one.

……

Zhaojiafang City.

Master attic.

Zhao Shiwen blocked the entrance, and waved her hands back with a cold face.

Brother Li's figure flashed behind him, and he held a door-like black epee in his hand. Every time the sword was struck, a resisting monk from the Zhao family turned into flesh.

Not long ago, the daughter of the Zhao family who threatened her to abdicate, her eyes were tearing apart:
"Zhao Shiwen, do you want to betray the clan?"

"Li Qianzhong, don't forget the blood contract you signed!"

Brother Li's face was stern, without saying a word, he beheaded all the monks beside Nujialao, and smashed Nujialao's dantian with his palm.

"The blood contract signed by the enshrinement is to assist the owner of the square city to maintain the safety and order of the square city, not to be a dog for the Zhao family. Now that you are disrupting the normal order of the square city, killing you will not violate the blood contract."

"And you are the one who betrayed the family." Zhao Shiwen sneered: "The elder Wen Shu made my grandson humiliate me, and Shiwen will remember it to this day.

He'll be back with you soon. "

The woman's old voice became hoarse, and begged: "Let him go."

Zhao Shiwen snorted coldly, but did not answer.

……

Zhao family land.

The only remaining family member stood guard in the ancestral hall, a little uneasy.

The old ancestor has not returned yet, and Zhao Jia, the newcomer to the family, led people to arrest Miss Yulan, and the old woman's family led people to compete with Zhao Shiwen for the power of the city.

The Zhao family has all the best.

Now the power in the clan can be described as empty, only he controls the clan protection array as the clan's last line of defense.

He didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

suddenly.

He rubbed his eyes, and saw a familiar figure slowly walking into the ancestral hall.

"Guest... Master Ke Qing?"

The old man screamed, and quickly pinched his fingers to arouse the big formation.

"How did you get in?"

The activation of the clan protection array that covers the entire Zhao family area consumes too much, and it only maintains the basic operation on weekdays, but the array that only guards the ancestral hall consumes not much.

Now his safety is related to the Zhao family land, so the guardian formation of the ancestral hall has been opened all the time, even if the monks who established the foundation wanted to break into it, they would not be able to do so.

He has enough time to fully awaken the formation and suppress the incoming enemies.

However, Yu Xian seemed to be entering his own home.

"Shaohong family elders, I have to thank you for your generosity in the past. You are willing to hand over the formation to me. Although it didn't take long, it is not difficult for me to find a back door to come in.

Remember, your own formation, don't hand it over to outsiders next time. "

"You are now, trying to resist me?"

The light in Yu Xian's eyes dimmed, and the elder of the Shaohong family suddenly became excited, remembering Yu Xian's understated expression and calm eyes when he first arrived at the Zhao family.

It was like this, and then the dragon died of old age.

He quickly stopped the formation and forced a smile: "Master Ke Qing, let's talk about something, why do you need to be rough?"

"Hand over the formation core."

Zhao Shaohong was about to procrastinate, when he saw a red glow on Yu Xian's fingertips.

"Is it you who is faster, or my flying sword?"

"The four-color core is here."

Zhao Shaohong didn't change his face, he took two steps forward, and four bamboo knots of different colors were offered by his hands.

Surrender, it's not the first time.

(End of this chapter)