Seriously, cultivate a fairy

Chapter 847

Hei Baozheng, who was completely red-eyed, saw that snow-white fairy sword hindering him from killing giant demons time and time again, it really is the Buddha's fire!
"You forced me to do this, blood energy martial art [Fat Fu Xiong]!"

The black skin of Hei Baozheng turned into charcoal red at this time, and white steam was still emitting.

Immediately afterwards, he moved, so fast that even the sword spirit of the Snow White Immortal Sword could not react. The next moment, Heibao Zhengzheng appeared between the Snow White Immortal Sword and the giant demon. This time he relied on one blow He must win, and then he has to be sent back to Bao Zhengzheng's body forcibly, and he doesn't know how long he will have to rest and recuperate when he comes out next time.

Who knew that Hei Baozheng had won the Xuebai Immortal Sword in this blood energy martial skill, but lost to another person.

"Pfft-"

After a sound that pierced through the flesh sounded, Heibao Zhengzheng didn't have time to appreciate the horror of the demon who died under his sword, so he returned to the place where he should have stayed with a triumphant smile.

The original Bao Zhengzheng also received a message notification in the system interface.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for successfully killing a demon who was willing to die, and successfully completing the special task of the system. The reward package has been sent to the backpack, please pay attention to check it!"

Bao Zheng on the system interface was stunned, and then burst into ecstasy.

"Wow Kaka, this black bag is really capable, and this is such a difficult task for me."

At this moment, even if he knew that the black bag Zhengzheng really had any evil intentions, he would ignore it for the time being. After all, he had merit in the first battle!
It's just that he didn't understand, how did this black bag complete this task?Where did he find a demon willing to die?
So, with curiosity about this matter, Bao Zhengzheng exited the system interface and returned to his physical body.

When he regained control of his body, he looked up and saw a practitioner in black Taoist uniform standing in front of him.

"You are not."

Bao Zhengjing took a closer look, only to realize that the black-clothed practitioner in front of him was the black-clothed demon from before.

And judging from the fact that he is holding the long sword in his hand and making a thrust forward, and the practitioner in black Taoist uniform is covering his heart with his hands, there is no doubt that he is the one who stabbed him!
It's over, it's over, how did I kill Jie Fu Lisi's father!
Now it's no wonder Housun doesn't find himself desperate! !

This is the other party's future father-in-law, maybe he is already thinking about how to get rid of himself at this moment, and avenge Jie Fu Lisi's mortal father-killing, so that the other party can repay him with a promise of his body.

This perverted monkey is really shameless! !

With such wild thoughts and brain supplements, Bao Zhengjing now has the heart to fight against Housun, and regardless of whether Housun is really trying to harm him, anyway, when he sees this monkey later, he will definitely treat the other party. Fat beating.

Suddenly, a memory suddenly appeared in his mind. This memory is really what he saw and heard from the time when the black bag entered the stage and exited the stage. This memory buffer is really late enough, but it is better than nothing.

In that memory, Bao Zhengzheng clearly saw that this practitioner in black Taoist uniform was willing to use his fragile body to block Hei Bao Zhengzheng's killing move.

This makes me wonder!
Why did this practitioner in the black Taoist uniform risk his life to save others again?And the one who saved was a big evil with the strength of the god transformation stage. Oh, that's wrong, when did the giant demon before become an ordinary middle-aged man? !

It was only now that Bao Zhengzheng realized that the giant demon had already lost its black aura and returned to its original appearance. It was a tall and strong uncle with a very ordinary appearance.

On the contrary, practitioners in black Taoist clothes still have a little bit of black aura left on them.

What the hell is going on here? !
Bao Zhengzheng is in a bad mood, and things have gone beyond his expectations.

The ordinary middle-aged man got up staggeringly, and rushed to help the practitioner in black Taoist clothes who had fallen to the ground with a crash.

"Baoan, Baoan, why are you so stupid, you, you."

The ordinary middle-aged man took a look at the other party's injuries. A strong man who was five or six meters tall was crying like a child whose favorite toy had been robbed.

That naive look made people laugh a little bit, but Bao Zhengzheng knew that the current occasion was not suitable for laughing, so he held back.

You can't blame him for being cold-blooded. After all, these two were demons who almost caused their team to be wiped out before. Although they have returned to their original state now, who knows how long this state can last.

The ordinary middle-aged man pinched his fingerprints as if he wanted to use a healing technique to heal his opponent, but after pinching for a while, there was no response.

Bao Zhengjing observed that this ordinary middle-aged uncle seemed to have no spiritual power, and it was true that the fingerprints he pinched came from the immortal family, but he couldn't mobilize the spiritual power from the outside world.

What's going on here?Why are there so many questions here? !
The ordinary middle-aged man had no choice in the end, so he immediately knelt down and begged Bao Zhengjing in front of him, "Young man, please show mercy and use healing techniques to heal my brother. I will repay the young hero's kindness, please!!"

Bao Zhengjing looked up at the ordinary middle-aged man who was kneeling and begging for himself. He wanted to explain that he didn't know the truth about immortal art, but he suddenly noticed the name when the other party introduced his identity just now.

Jing Fu Lisi, could it be that this ordinary middle-aged man is the one.
Then who is the one who sacrificed his life to save the other party and Jie Fu Lisi?
"Ah Jing..I.I'll wait...for your daughter."

After saying this, the raised hand of the practitioner in the black Taoist uniform fell to the ground feebly, and his head was tilted to the side.

This... This is the classic action in all TV dramas where people die and lights go out!
You can't die, if you die, I really won't be able to clean up even if I jump into the Yellow River! !

Bao Zhengzheng panicked, quickly took out bottles and cans from his storage bag, poured out one after another elixirs, and poured them into the other's mouth regardless of what they were for. .

It's a pity that the opponent's already weak vitality is like a layer of small grain husk on a rice seedling under a hurricane.

This time, it is true that there is no cure.

Bao Zhengjing was also in a panic, if this person could be saved, wouldn't he have failed in his mission.

At this moment, Shuhu and others, as well as those unknown slime creatures who had returned to their original cultivator status, also rushed to the underground battlefield.

As soon as everyone came, they saw the black Taoist practitioner who was being forcibly poured with elixir by Bao Zhengzheng, lying in a pool of blood, and a middle-aged ordinary man who was still kneeling while crying like a tearful man.

The reason why this group of people came so late was that they were delayed because they wanted to explain the ins and outs of the matter.

(End of this chapter)