Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 119 Abducting Yao Lao

"Xun'er, what are you doing here? I'm just a waste and I'm not worthy of your concern."

After seeing Xun'er, Xiao Yan put on a face and waved his hands dejectedly, as if he wanted to issue an order to evict the guest.

"Brother Xiao Yan, I believe you will be able to stand up again in the future."

Xiao Xun'er had a firm face, with an unquestionable expression on her face. She planned to use the strength of her family to help with the treatment.

"Ahem, Brother Xiao Yan is actually nothing but trash."

Long Xuan stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, and said comfortingly.

Xiao Yan didn't feel the fighting spirit from Long Xuan, and subconsciously thought that Long Xuan was also a waste.

"Hey, we are both fallen in the world, we are all trash."

He then lay down, looking at the stars above the sky with a sigh.

"Wrong, it's not that you and I are trash, but that the whole world is basically trash."

Long Xuan's words shocked the two of them, Xiao Yan was confused, and Xun'er showed some puzzled expressions.

"If you don't work hard, you don't know what despair is. If you work hard, you will know that you are desperate."

There are real geniuses who break through to the top of the fighting world at the age of 15, and there are fighters who are running all over the place at the age of seven or eight, but their talents are just average.

"Nimma, it's impossible for a 15-year-old fighting king?"

Xiao Yan had a look of disbelief. As a well-known genius in the Jia Ma Empire, he only broke through as a Dou Zhe at the age of 12, and then he became a piece of trash.

You must know that the strongest combat power in the Jia Ma Empire is the Dou Huang, and there are only a few of them.

"It's not that there aren't any, there are still a few seven-year-old fighters in Zhongzhou."

Xiao Xun'er's expression changed when she looked at Long Xuan. The young man in front of her was too mysterious. He seemed to be from the land of Zhongzhou.

"Little Yanzi, so everyone is trash, so don't feel bad."

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded when he heard Long Xuan's words. Compared with those geniuses, is there any difference in fighting strength?

"As the saying goes, an ugly duckling can turn into a white swan, but the parents of those fucking people are white swans. Have you ever seen a duck give birth to a swan?"

Speaking of which, Long Xuan glanced over Xun'er inadvertently, and the two looked at each other for 3 minutes, then turned their heads away.

"Xiao Yanzi, can you lend me this ring in your hand?"

After some communication with Long Xuan, Xiao Yan's mood improved a lot, and he handed the ring in his hand to Long Xuan.

This is a faint blue ring, which looks very ordinary, with a taste of returning to nature.

"Little Yanzi, I think this ring is destined for me, can you give it to me?"

Long Xuan also admired his own face more and more, for actually having the heart to deceive such an aggrieved good-for-nothing.

"Brother Long, as soon as we meet each other today, I will give this ring to you."

What Xiao Yan said was very casual, and Long Xuan himself was a little surprised when he saw it, and he felt skeptical.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the ring, and rewarding you with ten luck points."

"Nimma, is this ring fake?"

This idea was suppressed by Long Xuan as soon as it appeared, and he joked that he clearly felt a powerful soul body in the ring.

In other words, the soul body is the ghost in the fairy world, a life without physical body.

"Little Yanzi, I believe you will be able to recover your strength in the future?"

Long Xuan stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, and spoke solemnly, Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head in self-deprecating manner.

"How is it possible? I am a waste with the power of three levels of fighting."

Anyway, no matter what Long Xuan said, Xiao Yan didn't believe that he could break through, and the three-stage fighting power had already become his bewilderment.

"Little Yanzi, I'm going to practice first, and I'll come to you later."

After getting the ring, Long Xuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he hurriedly left and found a room in Xiao's house.

After returning to the room, Long Xuan hastily checked outside the room three times, and then closed it tightly.

He took out the ring casually, fixed his eyes tightly, and couldn't help showing a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa, come out quickly!"

"Master Yao, are you there?"

"The people from Soul Palace are here to arrest you."

Long Xuan changed his tone three times in a row, but the ring in front of him didn't move at all, not a single piece of wool.

"Nimma, should we change the method?"

Long Xuan thought of a way, as the saying goes, when seeing a legendary treasure, not always by dripping blood.

"clatter……"

Long Xuan cut his finger lightly and dripped the blood casually, but there was no reaction yet.

"I'll fuck it up, dripping blood won't work, try setting it on fire."

A cluster of flames rose from Long Xuan's hand, and began to calcine the ring, covering it directly.

"Ma Dan, I am a pig brain, Yao Lao has bone spirit and cold fire, ordinary flames are useless at all."

Thinking of this, Long Xuan directly took out the general sword in his hand, intending to give him a sword to cut through the ages.

Just as the divine sword in his hand was about to fall, an old voice came from the ring.

"Ahem, little baby, what do you want to do with this old man?"

A vain shadow appeared, with white hair and a face full of righteousness, revealing a bit of immortality.

Name: Yaochen
Strength: Dou Zun Nine Stars (comparable to Jindan mid-term powerhouse)
Air value: 90
Cultivation method: unknown...

Introduction: This is an eighth-rank alchemist, the number one alchemist in Zhongzhou, who was given the nickname Medicine Venerable.

"The Master of Medicine, Yaochen, isn't it!"

Long Xuan opened his mouth slightly, subconsciously asking.

"Well, you little baby is useless at all, how do you know the old man's name?"

Yao Chen looked confused. He looked at it countless times. The young man in front of him had no fighting spirit at all and was even more useless than Xiao Yan.

"What, I don't have the strength, old man, your aura is just so-so."

Long Xuan can sense the general strength of the old man in front of him, and his current state is probably not even comparable to his own.

"boom……"

The zhenqi on Longcheng's body erupted, and a dragon elephant stepped on the Taiji figure slowly rose.

"Your Dou Huang is strong, but your aura is a little weird, not grudge."

Yao Lao could tell that what Long Xuan practiced was not fighting qi, and his strength should be comparable to Dou Huang, which is really weird.

This vast aura disappeared almost instantly, and the entire Xiao family never sensed it.

"What is the strength of Yao Lao, I can be considered a strong one!"

Long Xuan waved his hand and said proudly.

"Boy, you are not bad, the old man messed with you."

Looking at the kid in front of him, Yao Chen felt that he was a good seedling with earth-shattering strength.

Except for those outstanding fighters from the eight ancient tribes, the rest of the Douhuang powerhouses are simply not comparable.

"Boy, please worship me as your teacher, you won't suffer."

Yao always looked more and more pleasing to his eyes, so he sat on the high platform and waited for Long Xuan to kneel down to worship his master.

As a majestic venerable, he felt that Long Xuan had taken advantage of accepting a Dou Huang apprentice.

"Uh, Yao Lao, you think too much, I'm not interested in asking you to be my teacher."

Just kidding, Long Xuan mainly came here to experience the Fenjue and the power of Bone Spirit Lenghuo.

(End of this chapter)