Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 250 Revenge
Dialect is also a little surprised, I am a little monk, even if I form a pill, I can't put it in the eyes of these people, it's just a trace of original power that attracts Taihao's attention, but how can I attract Nascent Soul monk later, not just one, These are three Nascent Soul cultivators, and he was locked by the breath of three Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time.

Dialect slowly regained his mana, but the three Nascent Soul cultivators over there stood facing each other and looked at each other.

To the two monks of the same rank, Taihao didn't lose the slightest bit: "I don't know what you two want to do here."

Taoist Fengmu of the Guquan Sect first bowed his hands to the great monk Yuanying of the Taiyi Sect: "Fellow Daoist Yuan Long, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to alarm you."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Fengmu, you passed by my Taiyi sect with such vigor, and I said you were looking for me, but unexpectedly you passed by in a flash, so I couldn't help but take a look."

"Fellow Daoist Yuen Long, I was supposed to visit Feng when I went back, but now I'm asking this fellow Daoist for an explanation. I, Gu Quan Zong Fengmu, I don't know what you call you?" The last sentence was said to Taihao.

Taihao hesitated a little, unexpectedly, these two Nascent Soul cultivators were still acquaintances, and he was not afraid of any of them alone, even if the two joined forces, they couldn't do anything to him, but he still cupped his hands and said: "Taihao, a cultivator from a certain casual cultivator in the East Sea, I don't know what Taoist Fengmu wants to discuss."

Taihao?I had never heard of this name before. Feng Mu and Yuen Long thought about it for a while, and they were sure that they had never heard of such a No. [-] person, so it could be said that they were really overseas casual cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Taihao, you hurt my junior for no reason, so you can't just leave like this." It turned out that Taoist Fengmu came here for Taihao's waving of his sleeves when passing through the teleportation formation.

It sounds reasonable, it hurts a few juniors, it is normal for the senior master to come to find a place, but everyone present understands that it is just an excuse, a Nascent Soul cultivator will stand up for several Foundation Establishment cultivators, how is that possible, let alone too Hao is very measured about his shots, but not to mention killing, there is no serious injury. Not only this Fengmu Taoist, but also another Yuen Long Taoist has sensed the original power of the kid behind him. .

If the two people on the opposite side are not on the same road, Tai Hao will definitely leave without saying a word, and will leave if he captures the dialect. But first, the two are obviously on the same road. It is better than anyone, but the height is limited, not to mention that the little monk behind him is not so easy to capture, speaking in dialects does not hold back, the current Taihao absolutely does not believe it.

"Haha, when we are in our realm, stop talking about these lies, and make your own way." Taihao said to the two opposite people with a half-smile.

Taoist Fengmu and Taoist Yuanlang looked at each other. This person is indeed an overseas loose cultivator. It is rare to see such a direct Yuanying monk among major sects, and he will not go around in circles now: "Well, the original power belongs to me and the rest. you."

Now that he had spoken, Taoist Fenghua did not deny it, and directly proposed to ask for the original power in the dialect.

"You want the origin, so why have I hunted him down for so long. The origin belongs to me, and you take the rest." Taihao was furious when he heard this, but his tone was cold.

As for the original power, Taihao is not that eager. He has already absorbed a strand of it in previous years, but no one would think too much of this kind of thing. Although it is only a trace, it is still of great benefit to the higher realm of perception.

"Fellow Daoist Taihao, do you think we can take away the original power from us?" The Taoist Yuen Long, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

Taoist Taihao doesn't care too much. Taoist Yuanlong has been looking forward to the source for a long time, and Fengmu is the same. The two of them have had a baby for a long time, but neither of them has encountered the source of power. It is really such a thing It's too hard to find, almost all the monks can't sell it if they get it. Today, I met a Jindan monk who has the original source, how can I not fight for it.

"Okay, this silk source is divided into two parts, I will get a share, and you two will get a share. If you still don't agree, then you have to see the truth." Taoist Taihao proposed another distribution plan.

Originally, it was asking for a lot of money and paying back the money. After proposing this plan, Taoist Fengmu and Taoist Yuanlong looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, fellow Taoist Taihao, I'll capture him first, and then we'll make arrangements." Taoist Fengmu said as he was about to escape to the dialect, and a spell in his hand was ready.

"Don't worry about it, fellow daoist, I'll do it." Daoist Taihao would not let Feng Mu meet the dialect first, Feng Mu was just about to move, but he stopped him on the way.

At this time, although the two parties have made an agreement, who can guarantee that the other party will not go back on their word? Only by grasping the dialect is the greatest reliance. No matter whether it is Taoist Fengmu, Taoist Yuen Long or Taoist Taihao, they all naturally understand this truth. The three of them The dispute just started, but suddenly heard a colder voice: "Guquanzong, Taiyizong, and you Taihao, remember what you did today, Fang will always be rewarded."

It was the voice of the dialect. He was locked by the three Nascent Soul cultivators and he had no chance of escaping, but just now the three of them had friction with each other, and the lock on the dialect was a little weaker. The escaped dialect finally found a chance, and the little mana in his body activated Liu Guangyi again.

The discussion among the three did not shy away from the dialect, as if the dialect had long been a dish, a dish, but they did not expect that the little monk, whom all three of them believed to have no resistance at all, would have the ability to leave through the air.

Although Taihao has been paying attention to the dialect, but facing the two Nascent Soul cultivators, he can't help but put most of his attention there, but he didn't expect that there will be mistakes when things are imminent. After chasing him down, he was sure that the mana in the opponent's body had been greatly damaged, and the consequences of that overbearing pill would appear soon, so he had to catch it as soon as possible.

Taoist Fengmu and Taoist Yuanlong didn't stop at all, and then two waves of fluctuations flashed past, and the two disappeared from here, and followed the aura of the two in front.

The dialect did not escape very far this time, only a short distance of several hundred miles. Taihao overseas monks are not very familiar with this place. Taoist Fengmu and Taoist Yuen Long are all monks around, especially Taoist Yuen Long. It was only tens of thousands of miles away, and he could tell what this place was at a glance.

"Lingyuan Valley?" Taoist Fengmu and Taoist Yuanlong don't know why the little monk chose to come here. Although there are many high-level monsters in Lingyuan Valley, that's only for people under the golden core, for them This kind of Nascent Soul cultivator, the monsters here are not much threat.

However, soon, their self-confidence disappeared. Dialect was floating above a cloud of red mist at the moment, looking at the three of them coldly, and at the same time, his consciousness came out: "Want my origin? I remember, Guquanzong, Taiyizong, and you, Taihao, if I don’t die today, you will die in the future, come and kill me if you can.”

After finishing speaking, red mist appeared around Fang Yan's body, mixed with the cloud and mist under him, Fang Yan dived down suddenly, and submerged in the bright red mist in an instant.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Fengmu Taoist and Yuen Long Taoist looked at each other in disbelief. For a long time, they couldn't accept the scene they just saw. What was it? How could a little Dandan monk go in without any hesitation, without any harm.

Taoist Taihao also saw something was wrong, he didn't know the peach miasma poison, although he felt the great power in it, he didn't think it could hurt him, he was about to go down, but saw the reaction of the other two, he couldn't help but stop : "Two fellow Taoists, what is this red mist and why do you have such expressions?"

"Forget it, Taihao, go and ask for the source yourself, I don't want it anymore." Taoist Fengmu didn't answer the question, leaving only this sentence, and then flew away. There seemed to be some reluctance, and he fled here after a while.

Only Daoist Taihao who was a little puzzled was left behind, but he also understood that the red mist was not as simple as he imagined. With a movement of his divine sense, the sea monster fell from him all the time, and just touched the red mist. There was nothing left, not even a trace of the ghost.

"Ah, what is this, and why is it so overbearing." Tai Hao shouted with a look of shock on his face. Although the sea monster was not of high rank just now, it was also a fourth-order sea monster, and it didn't even have any resistance. It was swallowed clean.

(End of this chapter)