Grab a master as a husband

Chapter 281
When Gui Jianchou saw Yin Xiaoren being killed, he was also terrified, so he turned around and ran away without daring to talk nonsense.

What kind of treasure, what kind of bloodline of the divine bird of Qingluan, are not as important as your own life!

Living, there is hope for everything, dead, everything is just empty talk!

All the non-immortal ways were forgotten by Gui Jianchou. If he was beheaded by the real fairy sword, he would not be as good as the ghost in his soul-calling banner. How could he have the chance to be reincarnated?

"Damn it, Leng Luochen, don't bully others too much, your precious apprentice, I just don't move, I have to forgive others, and forgive others, your precious apprentice has not lost a single hair! Why bother to force each other? "When Gui Jianchou saw Leng Luochen turn around, his hairs immediately stood on end, and his whole body seemed to explode.

He said "baby apprentice" one by one, which made Qingli feel a little embarrassed and blushed. Of course, these four words actually sounded nothing wrong.

It's a pity that Qingli likes to listen to the key points, and the key point is the word "baby". She didn't hear it at all.When you hear it, it just goes in the left ear and goes out the right ear.

"Boom!" The True Immortal Sword slashed out, but Leng Luochen didn't want to say any more nonsense. The avatar of the True Immortal didn't have too many emotional fluctuations. A fierce ghost released by Gui Jianchou.

At the same time, the two ghosts with the strength of the Five Tribulations Loose Immortal also surrounded them.

Although they have an instinctive fear of the True Immortal Sword, they have no choice but to come up, because all the ghosts produced by the Soul-calling Banner Festival are bound by the Soul-calling Banner and must be compulsively obeyed, otherwise, once they violate it, they will be punished It will end in ashes.

"Jie Jie..." The two most powerful ghosts uttered strange cries, and they could only see black afterimages rushing towards Leng Luochen's real immortal avatar.

"Mie!" Leng Luochen's real fairy avatar is the most straightforward, and the attack is not muddy at all. After a sword is cut out, the sharp sword energy instantly tears the void in front of him, and a ghost standing in front of him , directly compared to beheading.

Leng Luochen didn't delay at all, his figure turned into a ray of white light, and rushed over directly.

This originally extremely powerful ghost has become like paper, how can it be stopped by Leng Luochen.

Gui Jianchou instinctively turned around and looked behind him, only to see Leng Luochen coming towards him like a broken bamboo, holding a real fairy sword in his hand, scaring him so much that his soul was dying, and it was useless to summon a ghost to stop Leng Luochen.

Now he can only do it, run away desperately, even if he is one step late, he will be killed.

Leng Luochen sneered, since he decided to kill someone, how could he let him go?
The sound of the sword chanting soared to the sky, and with a step, he actually pulled the distance from Gui Jianchou, who was desperately running away, which frightened the old man and screamed without caring about his image.

"Leng Luochen, you god damn it, don't think that no one can cure you, it's not good to be too arrogant, young man, if you know how to advance and retreat, don't go too far! Stay on the line in everything, I really want to see you in the future, you are so aggressive ……Let me tell you…” Gui Jianchou just spewed out a mouthful of old blood, at the cost of damaging his body, his speed increased a lot, turned into a black light, and ran a long way again.

His words echoed between heaven and earth, which really made people laugh. Who would have thought that the majestic ancestor of the ghost king clan would be forced into such a situation?
It's just indiscriminate, and there is no image at all.

"Death!" Just when Leng Luochen was about to slash out with a sword, he heard an extremely gloomy voice, and a strong dark breath filled the air in an instant, as if it would swallow the entire void.

"Huh?" Even Leng Luochen's real fairy avatar's expression changed, because the aura appeared so suddenly!
Even he has no perception at all!And as soon as this dark breath appeared, I immediately understood a little bit, and finally knew why the strength of Wuxiandao came to besiege, and there was no movement at all, and I was beaten here. It turned out that there was another person hiding In the dark!
And this person is the real strong person, even the person with the gray figure before, there is no way to compare!

"Seventh-order Sanxian!" After this idea suddenly appeared in Leng Luochen's mind, he suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, a black crane-billed sickle, whizzing towards Leng Luochen with the sound of cold wind. Come on.

"Clang!" Leng Luochen hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but he didn't expect that the powerful real fairy sword in his hand would be cut off directly!
"Chila!" The white robe on Leng Luochen's body instantly shattered into pieces under the powerful aura, flying away in all directions.

The well-proportioned upper body was revealed, and the undulating lines seemed to be full of explosive power!

Qingli was still very worried about the safety of the master. After all, this strong man who appeared suddenly had too many avatars whose cultivation base was higher than that of the master, but now he unexpectedly attacked without shame!

However, this does not hinder, Qingli was dumbfounded by this!

She once saw Lin Feifan's upper body by accident, but now she found that Leng Luochen was even more attractive. These bulging muscles were almost as if they were naturally formed by magic!
"Master's figure is good... but... this is a clone, but I don't know what Master's body... what is it like?" Thinking of this, Qingli's beautiful face suddenly turned red.

However, she still couldn't help but look in the direction of Leng Luochen's body, her eyes were burning, she really wanted to see Master through her clothes...

Qingli didn't dare to think about it anymore, she was worried that her mouth would be really dry, and she would really not be able to resist taking off Master Shizun's clothes!

"Ah... by the way, Master is going to be hurt!" Qing Li secretly scolded himself for being stupid, at this moment, he was still in the mood to be a nympho!
"No, I'm going to save the master!" The Qingluan fire wings on Qingli's body did not dissipate. At this very moment, this is the best way to escape.

With a light flap of Qingluan's fire wings, she rushed forward!
There was a slender cut in the chest of Leng Luochen's avatar, which was almost split in half by the opponent's crane-beaked sickle.

If so, the wound suddenly filled with black air, trying to corrode Leng Luochen's clone.

"Chi... Chi... Chi..." There were continuous sounds, and the fairy light flickered on Leng Luochen's clone, and he wanted to drive out the black energy.

But this wave is not an ordinary ghost energy, but a dark energy like corpse poison, which can corrode the body and will of the cultivator!
"True Immortal? Immortal Qi? This pure righteousness is what I hate the most! I didn't expect that you would become a True Immortal. If that's the case, go die!" The voice came from the dark void , so that no one can see who he is and what he looks like.

There was only a crane-billed sickle as tall as a person, and it kept flying out of the darkness, trying to catch up and make up for it, completely killing Leng Luochen's real fairy avatar!
"Back!" The voice came from Leng Luochen's body, and at this moment his sword was dripping with blood, and his face was grim!
The Sanxian of the Six Tribulations was extremely powerful, and after a lot of fighting, he died in the hands of Leng Luochen.

Now that the avatar is in trouble, the main body just rushed over to help, but the opponent is a seventh-order loose immortal, and if he wants to compete with the opponent, at present, no one can really compete head-on.

Today's battle also completely exposed the background of Wuxiandao, even a seventh-order loose immortal?
"It's interesting, but with your juniors, this strength really doesn't make me look down on you. If you want to fight against me, then all of you will die! No one can stop me Kill your true fairy avatar!" The voice in the darkness became very cold and domineering, and they didn't pay attention to everyone in Leng Luochen at all.

The crane-billed sickle still wanted to slash towards Leng Luochen's real fairy avatar. If it had been changed before, at the speed of Leng Luochen's avatar, he could have left, but he didn't expect that he had suffered a serious injury, and now the strength in his body was against this and that. Yin Qi, so as not to suffer from erosion.

Seeing that the crane-billed sickle was about to be cut off, a sudden wave of heat rushed to his face, which directly dispelled the dark breath a lot!
"Master!" Whether it's Leng Luochen's main body or his real fairy avatar, to Qingli, they are all the men she loves!
And now the real fairy avatar is falling into it just to save herself, she will never want to see Leng Luochen's real immortal avatar fall because of herself!

So Qingli stretched out his hands, and hugged the seriously injured real fairy avatar, with a coquettish scream, his strength suddenly increased, and his speed was much faster than before!
"In the past, when I was just a mortal, it was you... who held me in your arms all the time. It was you, with your warm chest, that gave me the hope of life when I was most vulnerable. It was you With those powerful arms, I have been protecting me... Today, even if your avatar is injured, it is hurting on your body and in my heart... I don't want to see anyone get hurt for me, let alone see , you have been hurt a little..." Qingli hugged Leng Luochen's real fairy avatar tightly, feeling the warmth of her upper body, but she couldn't help but keep her tears...

Tears slid down and dripped on the face of Chen Chen's avatar, who had closed his eyes tightly because of the pain, but his eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Leng Luochen's real immortal avatar, his eyes and body were a little confused, and there was an icy chill in his pupils, as if he was a high-ranking exiled immortal, without any emotion, only calmness and wisdom.

It's just that when he opened his eyes, a drop of tear that just slipped from his clean face fell into his eyes.

"This..." He has always felt cold and heartless, but for some reason, he feels an unprecedented warmth...

This warmth seems to be something loosened by his frozen things...

(End of this chapter)