Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 242 It’s all red bean paste

When Ao Bing made a move, he had three heads and eight arms.

It has a green face and fangs, cinnabar and red hair, a broad chest and a broad body, reaching a height of six to seven feet.

One hand holds twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, and the other hand holds a thirty-three-day golden exquisite tower.

One hand holds two dragon ropes, the other hand holds the dragon sword; the other hand holds the immortal flying knife, and the other hand holds the fallen treasure money.

Both hands hold black gold spears with dragon mouths, and red dragons wrap around their arms.

With a ferocious look on his face, he stood still in the clouds.

He resented being trapped in the dragon map, and seeing that the three people below him were all masters, the blood surged in his chest, stimulating the hero's courage.

There was a long roar and shouted:

"You master, disciple, fellow Taoist, all three of you come together, what do I, Ao Bing, have to fear?"

I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen such crazy people.

This was the first time he met Luo Xuan, who had cultivated into the Great Luo Jinxian. He felt resentful in his heart and described it angrily:

"You little thief, stop being crazy, I'm going to show you how powerful I am today!"

The three of them rode on the fire clouds, soared into the sky, and surrounded Ao Bing in the center of Gaixin.

Luo Xuan shouted, and the red light of Feiyan Sword surged.

Dancing the sharp blade, black smoke spread across the desert, and red flames surged, like holding two fire knives, creating billowing waves of fire.

Ao Bingwu's golden spear was calm and undaunted. The spear was circling like a fierce dragon. It carried the sun and moon with one move. He first set it up and then led it. Following the trend, he led the flaming sword diagonally towards the suburbs of Yin.

Yin Jiao had an indestructible body, but he didn't know how to avoid fire. When he saw Ao Bing being set ablaze by the fire, his face showed no change at all, so he thought the flames were nothing more than that.

But he didn't know that he had a red dragon protecting his arm and was not afraid of all the fires in the world.

When the wave of fire came, Yin Jiao refused to dodge, imitating his opponent and preparing to fight head-on.

So he suddenly crashed into the fire.

Unexpectedly, the fire was the true fire of Samadhi, not the flame of the mortal world.

Although his indestructible body could not be broken, it was still so hot that his blue face turned into a purple eggplant.

Ao Bing seized the opportunity and took advantage of the firelight to slash down the Youlong Sword.

The sword flashed, as fast as wind and thunder, and struck Yin Jiao on the neck. The sparks flew wildly and the man flew dozens of meters backward.

At that time, Liu Huan on the right was also slashing with a sword. Ao Bing shouted loudly and let out a dragon roar out of thin air. Twenty-four Dinghai Pearls flashed out instantly like a thunderbolt.

He had three heads and eight arms, and was half a body taller than Liu Huan. The pearl flew up in his hand like a meteor, fire and lightning, like a god or a demon.

Liu Huan slashed with his sword, but before it hit his body, he felt a pain in his abdomen, as if a huge force from a collapsing mountain hit his abdomen. His throat was fishy and sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Man could not control the clouds of fire and fell from the sky.

This move was carried out quickly, and the movements were really fast.

He used the Flying Smoke Sword horizontally, slashed the Yin Prince diagonally, and struck the Fire Heavenly Lord with the Pearl Strike. Although there was a sequence, the three moves were executed one after another, as fast as lightning.

By the time Luo Xuan reacted, Liu Huan had already fallen into the huge fire below.

Old Man Yuehe watched from the sidelines, feeling extremely horrified.

It's not like he didn't know that Ao Bing was powerful, but he never expected that the other party was so powerful.

Faced with the siege of three masters, he was still able to calmly defeat one of them in an instant.

He is worthy of being a figure like Xiqi’s military god.

Thinking of Hong Jin's look like the mud couldn't reach the wall, I couldn't help but feel sad.

Ao Bing used three moves and two moves to force the three people back. He was already full of heroic spirit and said loudly:

"You are relying on words and these are the only methods you can use. You are not claiming to be an expert. If you don't use your strength, I will kill you!"

When Luo Xuan heard this, he was so angry that he secretly cursed: "What do you mean by killing me? I, the mighty Luo Jinxian, do I need you to be merciful?"

Over there, Yin Jiao was equally furious, but he flew up and took the lead in seizing the main attacking position.

The Dinglong Spear was like a hundred birds facing a phoenix, blooming with cold light, and twelve spear flowers danced out in an instant, up and down, left, right and left, coming towards the head and covering the face.

When Ao Bing saw the power of the gun, his face hardened. He knew that Yin Jiao had excellent martial arts skills and was probably not much worse than himself.

He was vigilant in his heart, and he immediately gathered his energy and danced the black gold spear like a gust of wind and rain. He saw every move and did not fall behind.

Luo Xuan saw it from the side, and felt that the sky was filled with gun shadows, airtight, and the speed was jaw-dropping.

I thought to myself: "This cheap disciple is really brave and has such good martial arts skills. In this case, I should help him to avenge my Taoist friend."

While the two of them were standing up, they sacrificed the five dragon wheels in their hands.

The wheel flew up, and suddenly a line of fire appeared in the sky that was 100 meters long. The flames were swirling, and five more fire dragons were born.

The fire dragon chased the fire wheel, put the five dragon wheels in the air, and jumped down on Ao Bing.

Ao Bingji danced the tip of his spear and fought with all his strength. With all his concentration, there was only Yin Jiao in his eyes. Unexpectedly, a heat wave swept over him, causing him to be distracted for a moment.

Yin Jiao seized the opportunity and used One Move Three Smiling Phoenix to nod his head and poke his eyes.

The attack was as fast as lightning, leaving no chance to dodge. Ao Bing could have closed his eyes.

I just heard a few ding-bang-bang sounds, and my eyelids instantly felt like being pricked by needles, which stung very much.

However, the sparks flashed through, causing no harm other than pain.

Yin Jiao was stunned. That white dragon was indestructible, and Ao Bing in front of him also had invulnerability. Could it be that all the dragons were indestructible?

Is this thing so worthless?

In an astonishing moment, the five-headed fire dragons had filled the sky with fire, burning half of the night red, and the red light spread thousands of miles, wrapping the two men fiercely.

Yin Jiao screamed in pain, but Ao Bing didn't react at all despite being protected by the red dragon.

Relying on this, he fired the gun in the fire, which was like a thunderous thunder, overwhelming the mountains and the sea, and Yin Jiao was in a hurry.

After fighting hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye, Yin Jiao was stabbed more than a dozen times all over his body. It was painful and hot. He couldn't concentrate at all, and his marksmanship was full of flaws.

Busy and loudly said:

"Master, collect the fire dragon quickly!"

Ao Bing laughed ferociously and said, "It's too late!" He suddenly flew out the two dragon ropes in his hand.

The streak of light was hidden in the firelight, and in an instant, it was like a big python coming out of its hole, tying Yin Jiao into a rice dumpling, and falling to the ground.

What a coincidence, he hit the sea of ​​​​fire transformed from Nanming Lihuo.

This was more ferocious than the real fire of Samadhi. It was so hot that he tossed and turned and rolled around desperately.

However, the more he struggled with his arms, the tighter Erlong Soler's grip became, and his expression was extremely painful.

Luo Xuan also didn't expect that his fire dragon was completely ineffective against Ao Bing. Not only did he not help, but he also made his apprentice a serious trap.

At this time, Ao Bing looked over with a look as fierce as a god, which made him feel a little frightened. He couldn't help but shout:

"Look at me Zhao Tianyin!"

Red light rippled in his hand, and a large seal streaked across his head and face. This seal is not a magical power in fire, it is simply used to hit people.

Although the red dragon can avoid fire, it cannot avoid this seal.

Ao Bing saw that he came in a hurry and quickly flew out a stream of light.

A piece of money shines in the light, with two golden wings and a big seal.

Instantly the power of the Heavenly Seal is lost.

Without waiting for Luo Xuan to show panic, he sacrificed the immortal-killing flying knife again.

The speed of the treasure was so fast that Luo Xuan intuitively saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes. The big-headed doll had immobilized his soul, causing his thinking to be sluggish and unable to move.

"Please baby, turn around!"

As a cold voice sounded, the Immortal Killing Flying Knife made a circle and cut off three heads in an instant.

Ao Bing sneered and released the red dragon casually:

"Don't say that Third Brother doesn't feel sorry for you. Go and pick up the magic weapon. I'll let you pick first when the time comes."

Ao Jian was so happy that he almost couldn't find the north. He replied excitedly:

"Third brother, we are really powerful. Two against three, we will kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

"Haha, just be happy!"

This kid has no self-awareness at all, so he is very good at taking credit for his achievements.

The red dragon moved extremely quickly, flying into the sea of ​​fire and suddenly picking up a bunch of magic weapons.

There are those from Luo Xuan and those from Yin Jiao.

Ao Bing collected the treasure bags one by one and asked him to hold Yin Jiao under guard, then turned his eyes to the center of the sea of ​​fire.

There, a military tent stood in the middle, with a red hydrangea in front and back to block the flames.

He secretly used the "insight across the wall" to see through and found that the person sitting inside was actually Hong Jin.

There is also the soul of Old Man Yuehe.

Ao Bing's face darkened, and his expression immediately turned gloomy.

Old Man Yuehe and Hong Jin were together probably because of Long Ji's affairs.

I didn't find a chance to get him last time, but this time I got him.

"Old thief, how long are you going to hide?"

He roared with thunder, the sound shook the sky, and the old man Yuehe trembled in fright.

Ao Bing challenged three people and killed three people on the spot, including Daluo Jinxian, Jinxian, and Yin Jiao, who also had great supernatural powers.

Now three people, one was captured, one was killed, and one was seriously injured and fell into the sea of ​​fire.

Apart from anything else, this combat power simply crushed him by several orders of magnitude.

Thinking about what I just did...

He seemed to see his death star shining brightly.

After counting the turns, I couldn't help but secretly think:

"This murderer is now red-blooded, and his past has been inconsistent with mine. If he knows what I have done, I am afraid he will not be able to escape today."

He was scared and couldn't think of an idea. When he was at his wits' end, Ao Bing was already impatient to wait.

"Old Yuehe, I respected you as a senior and kindly let you go.

You don't know how to live or die yourself, but you keep meddling in my love affairs. Do you think you can control the world's affairs as you say? "

He scolded him coldly, showing no mercy. In an instant, he flew out the treasure money and put it on a red hydrangea.

Suddenly, the magic weapon's light dimmed and fell to the ground.

Nanming Lihuo around him seized the opportunity, pounced on him like a wolf and set fire to the tent.

The fever was overwhelming, and the burning man Yuehe was frightened.

This is Zhu Rong's divine fire, and the soul can be burned away.

At this time, his life was in danger. He no longer dared to protect Hong Jin, so he hurriedly raised his soul in the air and used his master's Red Dust Escape Technique to its limit.

A red light emerged.

The escape technique was so fast that even though Ao Bing released the immortal-killing flying knife in advance, he still missed it.

"Old thief, I let you run!!"

He was so angry that he threw out the silver ring in his hand and transformed it into a golden-winged roc eagle out of thin air.

The roc spreads its wings and soars up to ninety thousand miles.

Old Man Yuehe didn't know how powerful he was. He controlled the red dust escape method and passed through three mountains and five mountains in an instant.

Just when he felt safe, he suddenly heard an eagle chirping in the sky, and then a black shadow rushed towards him.

The eagle's claws flashed with light, grasping its spirit, and its wings flapped with lightning speed.

Howling and flying back again.

All these words are a long story, but in fact they are as fast as lightning.

When Old Man Yuehe came to his senses, Ao Bing was holding up the big red gourd again with a grin.

He was horrified and in disbelief, and a wave of regret kept rising in his heart: "Master, you killed me, why did you ask me to provoke him?!!!"

Luo Xuan's three heads had just been chopped off, and he only had one. He didn't believe he could stop it.

He said hurriedly:

"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment, my master is..."

Halfway through the words, I suddenly saw a white light rushing towards my eyes, and then I heard a sentence in my ears: "Please turn around, baby!"

next second.

The white light flashed, and a primordial spirit disappeared into smoke, collapsing like flying ashes, and the true spirit went to the Conferred God Platform...

Ao Bing then took out his ears and asked Chilong beside him:

"Who did he just say his master was?"

Ao Jian shook his head: "Didn't he say it was the Fuyuan Immortal last time?"

"Oh, let's kill them together next time."

"Where is this Liu Huan?" Ao Jian pointed at the half-dead Jiehuo Tianjun.

"Kill him too!"

"Where's Yin Jiao?"

"Kill them all, kill them all!"

(End of this chapter)