Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 158
"Zizu! This Taoist friend is very capable! My nephew and I entered here not only did not get the treasure, but also suffered a lot of injuries. On the contrary, the Taoist friend got the Yuanling fruit tree without any effort. Such a rare treasure, I really admire this old man!" The red-haired old man's eyes were full of sternness when he said this.

"Hehe, what does Fellow Daoist mean by this? The treasure here is not owned by Fellow Daoist. Could it be that the little girl can't take it? What's more, the little girl hasn't got the treasure yet. Why does Fellow Daoist say so?"

Yang Qingyan didn't care when she saw the fierce look on the red-haired old man's face, but said so with a slight smile.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist understands what I'm saying, why don't you use this old man to point it out?" the red-haired old man said with a cold face.

Facing the cold face of the old man, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and said nothing. Now that the matter has reached this point, what's the use of talking nonsense, anyway, she is determined to win the Yuanling fruit tree.

As for whether he can beat the red-haired old man, Yang Qingyan is still a little confident. If the old man is other monsters, that's all. Grasp can take it down.

Seeing that Yang Qingyan didn't speak, the red-haired old man's expression turned angry, and he was about to get angry, but when he turned his eyes, he looked at the drunk moon butterfly demon next to Yang Qingyan and said, "Okay, don't worry about it here, fellow daoist, but the drunk moon butterfly demon old man He must be killed, I wonder if you want to protect him?"

"Fellow Daoist, whatever you want." Yang Qingyan glanced at the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon next to him, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but when he thought of Liu Mufeng, and the magical effect of this spirit fruit tree, he wiped away that trace of hesitation, and said lightly .
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"Okay, Fellow Daoist is refreshing. If that's the case, then I'll discuss the Yuan Ling fruit tree after the old man kills the butterfly demon."

That's all, the red-haired old man waved his hand, and the red poisonous air flowed, and he was about to attack the drunk moon butterfly demon.

"Lingbo Demon King, as long as you are willing to save the little demon's life, the little demon is willing to give up the Yuanling fruit tree, and there is a secret technique here, which can transplant the Yuanling fruit tree to other places, as long as Lingbo Demon King Promise to save the little demon, and the little demon will also send this technique to the demon king!"

Seeing that Yang Qingyan didn't want to take care of him, Zuiyue Diyao immediately changed his expression and said anxiously.

The red-haired old man on the other side suddenly changed his face when he heard the drunken moon butterfly demon. He pointed at the drunken moon butterfly demon with his big hand, and the countless red poisonous mist rushed towards the drunken moon butterfly demon.

The red poisonous mist at this moment is thicker than before. Although the previous poisonous mist was strong, it did not carry the crimson light.

After the Drunken Moon Butterfly Monster finished saying this, blue light flashed all over its body, and blue light spots flashed on its wings, and the light spots fluttered and condensed into a small blue shield in front of its body.

The poisonous mist seemed to be spiritual, rolling in the air, turning into a blood-red spear, attacking the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon behind the small shield like a bolt of lightning.

Boom!

With a strange sound, the red spear hit the blue light shield, and the light shield immediately burst out with a cold air, spreading along the red spear, as if to freeze it.

But the red spear is made of poisonous mist, so how can it be so easy to freeze? After feeling the strength of the light shield, the spear composed of red mist can rise and shatter with a snap It came and turned into a crimson fog ball, swallowing the small blue shield and attacking the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon behind the shield.

Seeing that the poisonous fog was so tricky, the face of the defenseless Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon changed, revealing a hint of despair.

Suddenly, a cyan light curtain appeared from the top of the drunken moon butterfly demon, covering the drunken moon butterfly demon tightly, and the all-pervasive poisonous mist was blocked by the blue light curtain.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?!" Seeing the cyan light curtain, the face of the red-haired old man on the opposite side changed, and he said in shock and anger.

"What do you mean? Didn't Fellow Daoist hear what Zuiyue said? He has already given up the Yuan Ling fruit tree to the little girl, and the little girl is naturally going to save his life." Yang Qingyan's green eyes sparkled. Shan, with a wave of jade hand, retracted that layer of green mask, said lightly.

"Good good!"

The red-haired old man was furious, and said three good words in succession. With a movement of his body, he turned into a red shadow and rushed towards Yang Qingyan.

With a swing of the snake's tail, Yang Qingyan advanced instead of retreating, and with a flick of her jade hand, a blue lotus flower appeared in her hand, and struck at the red-haired old man who rushed towards her.

The old man sneered, and with a swipe of his right hand, a red sharp blade appeared out of thin air, and slashed towards Yang Qingyan's face.

Raising the jade hand slightly, the petals on the blue lotus in the palm suddenly fell, one, two, three, in an instant, all the petals had fallen.

The petals shone with a cold light in the air, slowly and hurriedly drifting towards the red sharp blade.

Bang bang bang!
The cyan petal hit the red light blade like a crushing one, smashing the red blade into countless fragments.

Just as the red light blade shattered, a crimson claw grabbed towards Yang Qingyan's waist.

With a swish of the snake's tail, it turned into a ray of blue light and flung it towards the scarlet claws.

The claw lights shot out, carrying red poisonous mist, attacking all parts of Yang Qingyan's body, the snake's tail was like a whip, crushing the claw lights one by one, and swept towards the red claws unabated.

Boom, Yang Qingyan's snake tail slammed onto the scarlet claw of the red-haired old man, and a sore feeling came from the tail immediately.

Resisting the soreness, he raised his right hand, a green lotus flashed in the palm of his hand, and the jade hand turned into a palm, and he slapped down on the red-haired old man's chest.

The red-haired old man was also very good, although his palm hurt when he was thrown by Yang Qingyan's tail, but when he saw Yang Qingyan's jade palm attacking, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, punched back, and counterattacked at Yang Qingyan's jade palm go back.

The fist is red, with red poisonous flames rising from it, the jade palm is emerald green, and a cyan lotus flower is slowly hovering in the palm, and the two intersect.

There was a muffled bang, mixed with the crisp sound of bones, and the hand of the red-haired old man was actually directly bleeding from Yang Qingyan's blow.

With a thought, Yang Qingyan turned into countless petals and drifted away with the wind, just in time to avoid the sneak attack of the Scarlet Snake Demon hiding at the side.

A blue light flashed beside the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon, and a figure with a human head and a snake body slowly emerged, taking back the blue lotus in his hand, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and looked at the two scarlet trained snake demons who were out of breath.

The red-haired old man looked at Yang Qingyan gloomily. Although he was fine on the surface, he was extremely horrified in his heart.

From the moment he exerted his strength, he faintly felt that he was being suppressed by Yang Qingyan, and [-]% of his strength could only be exerted to the eighth level.

What's even more weird is that his poisonous attack had no effect on Yang Qingyan at all, and Yang Qingyan smashed a palm of his hand because of his poisonous attack.

(End of this chapter)