The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 283
The red sun showed her face, and Jiajia, who was lying upright on the ground like charcoal, finally moved her fingers slightly, and sat up slowly in the morning light. With her movements, the charcoal outside fell to the ground, which was a bit difficult. Raising her head to look at the auspicious image that has not dissipated in the sky, as she sat upright, the first ray of morning light finally shone on her body, and the warm fingertips fell on her, a special feeling, vaguely If you are a newborn.

Seeing that Jia Jia who had been lying upright all night finally sat up, the little beast beside her, who was also not much better, flew into her arms, and consciously got into the spirit animal bag, as if lying on the ground all night was exhausted. To the extreme, but turned over twice and fell into a deep sleep.

Picking up the Wufeng sword that was set aside, Jia Jia stood up with the Wufeng sword supported. She is a newborn, and the haze seems to be swept away by this round of red sun, but even so, it can't hide the lack of spiritual energy in her body now , the fact that the internal organs were hurt.

Last night, a sliver of life gushing out from her hands saved her life, but now the hands are hurting badly and swollen, as if something is about to burst out of the hands, but on the surface it looks like the hands are the same as hers. Everyday is the same.

"What's the situation?" The burning and painful hands were slightly clenched, but it seemed that they were not her hands, and they were a little out of control.

Taking a few steps forward tremblingly, the present Jiajia doesn't look like a young woman at all, but more like a mortal centenarian woman, who will stop and rest for a while after walking a few steps.

Since then, Jin Dan's strength has doubled, and the five senses that were originally sharper than ordinary people because of their natural fighting spirit are now more transparent. There seems to be a large number of monks walking towards this side in front of them. Whether it's an enemy or a friend, she doesn't know, what's more, she has already suffered serious internal injuries, if someone comes with a bad temper, I'm afraid she escaped from danger after a narrow escape, and she is really about to fall.

Jia Jia, who had made up her mind to avoid it, just turned around, but a one-eyed Moxiu, a Nascent Soul, rushed out of the diagonal stab and rushed towards her, overtaking her.

Before Jiajia could react, the one-armed cultivator who was chasing the one-eyed demon cultivator in front of him attacked with a punch, and it was too late to stop. Seeing that the punch was about to fall on him, it seemed to be an instinct. The palms were swung out, and the speed of the two of them was extremely fast.When the group of cultivators arrived, all they saw was an afterimage, and the next moment they punched and palmed head-on.

The fist was that of Nascent Soul Body Cultivator, and the palm was that of Jindan True Cultivator. The fists and palms met, but they suddenly separated after a moment of stagnation. When it came to him, it was obvious that he couldn't bear it anymore, he stepped back a few steps, his feet were unsteady, and his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Everything was just in the blink of an eye. The sword cultivator who came to the front of the group of cultivators holding a mahogany sword suddenly came out of its sheath. Before everyone saw how he made the move, the sword was already in its sheath. For the one-eyed Demon Cultivator who was lying down, everyone couldn't help but wonder if it was their own dazzled eyes just now.

"It's a good way to bring disaster to the east." Jianxiu looked indifferent, and went forward to support the golden core female cultivator who was kneeling on the ground, but saw the purple thunder and lightning crackling between her trembling hands, hundreds of gods Consciousness probed her body: just now, the monk who made such a big noise should be her, but what happened to the power of lightning between the palms?This female cultivator has the three spiritual roots of gold, wood and fire, and she doesn't have any lightning roots at all. How can there be thunder and lightning power in her palms?

After sweeping the female cultivator, hundreds of divine senses swept over the one-armed body cultivator who had just touched the female cultivator's fist. Seeing this, the expressions of the group cultivators changed drastically. The one in front of him was actually a real person The physical training of the Nascent Soul in the middle stage.

Among the group of cultivators who recognized this Nascent Soul Body Cultivator had even more serious expressions: This body cultivator is a Nascent Soul Elder of the Shura Sect, surnamed Zhang, and he is well-known for his quick punches in the wilderness figure.

The punch and palm just now caught everyone's eyes. Although because of the one-eyed demon cultivator's misfortune, this fist quickly went towards the golden core cultivator, but when the fist and palm met, it was that palm. The latter came first to meet this fast punch.

Fist and palm meet, one at the early stage of Jindan, one at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but with such a huge gap in cultivation and strength, he forced back the middle stage of Nascent Soul with one palm.Qunxiu only felt a very complicated feeling in his heart.

A night of visual feast, it can be said that as long as the monks who witnessed this catastrophe from the beginning to the end, they would not want to see with their own eyes who is the person who should be the victim of this catastrophe.But before seeing the robbery, everyone has a general outline of the impression of the robbery in their minds. No matter whether the robbery is beautiful or ugly, tall or short, fat or thin, it seems It is because this catastrophe is so rare that the group of cultivators can't help but feel that this monk should be different from ordinary monks, but how different it is, they have never thought about it.

Until I actually saw the Golden Core cultivator in front of me, how different it was, this Golden Core cultivator seemed to give an answer that really matched the catastrophe.Even though it was only one palm to force back the Nascent Soul Stage with one palm, even if he couldn't support it after one palm, it was enough for any Golden Core cultivator to be proud of.Let me just ask, looking at the state of the eye, how many Jindan monks can force back the Nascent Soul stage with one palm?There was an uproar in the group of cultivators.

However, compared to the uproar of the group of cultivators, the several Nascent Soul cultivators and several Golden Core cultivators who were also Asura sects had more dignified complexions, and their physical cultivation was more refined than ordinary people.However, if one is successful in cultivation, the skin is more powerful than ordinary self-defense weapons. For example, the elder Zhang of the Shura sect in front of him has few opponents in the wilderness with his fast fist.

Moreover, the practice of the Asura School is unusual. For example, this one-armed body trainer must have both arms in the past, but practicing the Quick Fist of the Asura School must have crippled one arm, and moved the meridians of the other hand into it. In the body of the intact arm, the power of the two fists merged into one, and the power of the remaining one punch was several times stronger than the two punches of ordinary people. This is why people from the Asura Sect are all disabled after birth.

However, just now he received the female cultivator's palm, the one-armed physique cultivator still clenched his fists, but the skin that was more resolute than the self-defense magic weapon was scorched black.

this hand?Wu Yuce stared at the female cultivator's white but crackling hands without blinking, her out-of-control magic fingers trembled crazily, and Zhen Yirou, who tilted her head and leaned on the Taoist companion, always had an expression on her face. The smile had long since disappeared, and he was only staring at the nun's hands, his eyes refusing to let go of the slightest bit.

The spirit of the weapon sleeping in the dantian has been solidified, and the real touch has not been felt for hundreds of thousands of years. After crying, he looked at the earth-shaking changes in Jiajia's body, and said with trembling lips: "This is... ..."

"Replenish the sky and rob the hand." The woman who can't hide her elegance despite the wind and dust, is surrounded by hairpins but doesn't look cumbersome. , the voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly by several people around.

Seeing the familiar face in front of her, Jiajia suddenly felt like she was escaping death, and in the next second, she blurted out: "Master, disciple Jiedan is really a lifeline!"

"I know. You have worked hard, you just need to go back and recuperate." Qin Ya chuckled, it was indeed very hard.

The seriously injured body and the fatigue after the slap just now finally made Jiajia fall into a deep sleep, and fell asleep together with the little beast in the spirit beast bag at her waist.

Seeing that Jiajia was already falling asleep from exhaustion, Qin Ya picked her up and walked a few steps to the side of Yan Jiner who was hurrying over, said two words "stronghold" and left first, but after a while, The crowd could no longer see the figures of those two people.

The protagonist is no longer there, but Qunxiu still doesn't seem to wake up from the daze.Wu Yice's eyes moved slightly, and he walked over to Daoist Zhang of the Asura Sect and bowed: "The old Taoist is Wu Yice of Shushan, can I trouble the fellow Taoist to take a look at the injury just now with the old Taoist."

The Daoist Zhang gave a wry smile, and stretched out his one arm: "Of course, it's okay to invite Daoist Yi Ce, but I didn't expect that the waves of the back really push the waves of the front. I didn't expect that Kunlun would have such a junior. It's really talented!"

Wu Yice held up the real person's one arm and looked at it for a while, then looked in Yan Jin'er's direction, both heavy and pleasantly surprised: "It should be."

Daoist Zhang at the side has already cultivated to the Nascent Soul, so he has extremely sharp ears, and he heard the words "Mending the Heaven and Tribulation Hand" just now, so he raised his head and asked Wu Yice: "Mending the Heaven and Tribulation Hand? Why have I never heard of it!"

Wu Yice let go of Zhang Zhenren's hand resentfully, and sighed: "Fortunately, she is not at the level of Jindan, so it's not surprising that you were injured by Butianjie's hand, it's because Butianjie's hand is too rebellious God!"

Wei Dong, who was standing side by side with Lu Ze, suddenly smiled: "No wonder it was so strange yesterday, it turned out that the Heaven-Mending Tribulation Hand was born together with Tian Jie, these ninety-nine and eighty-one Heavenly Tribulations are really split, and you can get Mending Tian Jie Hand, it's worth the ninety-nine and 81 catastrophes."

Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou looked at each other, and Zhen Yirou stroked the broken hair that fell from his forehead, and then fell into Lu Zhouxu's arms with a soft smile: "Unexpectedly, it was her, I didn't expect that the two of us had no intention of meeting each other." It was a great fortune for Kunlun to save a man who repaired the sky, and I am afraid it would not be a good thing for my sect!"

Lu Zhouxu made a comb with five fingers and smoothed Zhen Yirou's shoulder-length hair and slightly curved his lips: "Sister Rou, her movement is a bit faster than when the two of us met back then, have you noticed it? "

"Well, it's really good. Why didn't the two of us ask her who was her teacher? I didn't expect that she was Qin Ya's disciple. If I knew it, I would have killed him." Zhen Yirou curled her lips, and the two did not shy away from it at all. Talk about killing the juniors of the Kunlun sect in front of the Kunlun monks.

Even Wei Dong couldn't help frowning, let alone Yan Jin'er, who struck at him without even looking at it. The two of them avoided it very easily.

　Code another chapter after dinner^-^
　　
　
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