Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

However, the inspiration didn't care about him, he turned the wind fire stick in his hand, and swished it on the tip of Wen Qi's nose.

He said impatiently: Today, the young master only caught the pickled bastard who bullied my junior sister, and didn't bother you with the accomplices of the Longevity Palace, I have already given you enough face.

Don't be ignorant of good and evil.

Otherwise, the young master will get angry and smash the Longevity Palace together.

Then, without waiting for Wen Qi to speak, he shook his stick and swept towards him, intending to sweep him aside.

Wen Qi had seen the power of the copper rod in his hand, so he dared to let him beat him.

Immediately raised his hand and sacrificed a flying sword, made a move, trying to block the clever Fenghuo stick, and then take it down.

However, seeing that he dared to resist, the cleverness that originally wanted to sweep him aside also changed. With a flick of his wrist, it turned into a forceful force and smashed towards him.

As soon as the flying sword and the copper stick were connected, Wen Qi felt an unparalleled force pushing his own flying sword, unswervingly moving forward along the established route.

His complexion changed involuntarily, but before he could change his move, he heard a crackling sound, and the copper stick broke the flying sword.

puff!

The flying sword connected with Heartblood was destroyed, and Wen Qi's mind was damaged immediately, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then he couldn't dodge enough to be hit by a stick, and flew far away while rolling in the air.

In mid-air, he suddenly realized what he thought was wrong before.

The opponent's strength is higher than his own.

He himself is only in the marrow washing state, and he dare not say that he can retreat unscathed in the face of Ji Tianfeng and others' encirclement.

But the inspiration turned out to be an understatement and knocked several people to the ground, and captured Ji Tianfeng.

Even if a few people are careless, even if it is a surprise attack, but they can have such a means, they are definitely much better than themselves.

boom!

He fell heavily on the ground, and a thought flashed in his mind, 'This is the ironclad proof that he was blown away without any resistance. '

He raised his head and saw that his junior brother angrily shot him when he was beaten into the air.

Then he saw that within a short while, the inspiration knocked everyone to the ground one by one.

In the other hand, he was holding Ji Tianfeng who was like a dead dog.

Little friend, don't you feel that the shot is too much?

Just when the inspiration knocked everyone to the ground, a slightly old voice came from next to my ear.

boom!

He casually threw Ji Tianfeng aside, whirled the Fenghuo stick in his hand twice, and turned to look.

I saw a white-haired old man holding a pine stick and wearing a red Momofuku robe in the square in front of Fulu Beppu.

This person is the abbot of the Longevity Palace, Song Heqing named Fuluxian.

Your Majesty must be the Immortal Fu Lu, you are being polite. Lingji cupped his hands with a stick and said, The boy is just here to seek justice for his junior sister.

Who would have imagined that Ling Tugang would bring someone out, and this evil person who bullied my junior sister turned out to be extremely rampant.

Not only did he utter bad words, but he also got entangled with how many people wanted to commit murder again.

In desperation, the kid had no choice but to teach him a lesson.

I wanted to take him to the Special Affairs Department to clarify the reason, solve the matter, and then let it go.

But helplessly, not only did Ling disciple not want to, but he actually wanted to take action to keep my senior brother behind.

Now if you can't beat it, you still blame me for making a move.

Did Xian Weng think that my junior sister should be bullied by you, and my senior brother should be bullied by you?

The words of the inspiration are well-founded, soft but hard, without losing etiquette or demeanor.

Song Heqing couldn't help but suffocate.

He knew that what the inspiration said was the truth, and he also planted a demon on Sun Yuwei's body in order to take her life away.

But he is also old and cunning, he didn't answer the clever words at all, he just changed his voice and said: I see that little friend has a stubborn temper and hurts people when he strikes, I am afraid that he will cause many disasters in the future.

Today, I will discipline and discipline you for your master, so that you can control your temper, so as to save you from getting into trouble and losing your life.

At this time, he also saw that Lingji and Wenjun were deeply rooted in Taoism, and their fortunes were endless, and he wanted to take their lives away.

As for being able to cultivate such two seeds that carry the Tao, they must not be ordinary people, and he doesn't care about so many.

I plan to rely on the strong concealment of the demon seed in the early stage to force it.

Besides, he didn't intend to do anything to the two of them, he just planted the demon seeds and entertained them well, and it would depend on the situation when someone came to find them.

If you don't lose to yourself, just give it out, if you are not as good as yourself, you can trick yourself into planting the magic seed together, and get another harvest.

Thinking about being able to train three disciples like this, the quality of being a master is not too bad.

Immediately, he didn't say any more, raised the pine stick in his hand and pressed it towards Lingji.

Seeing this, Lingji's heart trembled, and he summoned up all the true energy in his body to transform into a one-foot-tall, muscular avatar of ten thousand beasts, and swung the Fenghuo stick to meet him.

After all, he is a human being who is a level higher than him. He has seen his master and a kind of uncle and uncle's methods, but he dare not be careless at all.

Therefore, as soon as he came up, he tried his best, and at the same time, Wenjun on the side also stretched out his hand.

There is a lotus platform blooming layer by layer under Lingji's feet, gathering the power of the surrounding heaven and earth to bless him.

Its mana increased sharply, and the power of this blow also increased by three points.

boom! !

The Fenghuo stick collided with the pine stick, and Song Heqing, who thought he could catch it with his hands, shuddered.

The pine stick in his hand was actually a little hard to hold.

Fortunately, his own cultivation level is higher than that of Lingji, the pine stick just swung, but he insisted on holding it firmly with his advanced cultivation level.

It's just that the palms couldn't help but feel numb.

Seeing the inspiration followed by another stick, his old arms and legs were not good at hand-to-hand combat.

Immediately, he didn't dare to take it hard, he just stretched out his hand and made a move.

Five colors of light flickered between the five fingers, turning into five five colors bats circling around to support the Fenghuo stick.

Then the red gourd on the pine stick flew into the air, pushed the stopper aside, turned half a circle in the air, and the mouth of the gourd shot out a green light toward Lingji.

Suddenly, he was startled by an idea, and a crisis emerged in his heart.

Immediately, he retracted the stick, danced in the air, and dodged like a bright butterfly.

The green light made no difference on the ground, but after a while, a stone flew from nowhere and landed gently on that spot.

Kachacha, the land shrouded in green light suddenly cracked into dozens of pieces.

This strange scene made Lingji startled, the strength of the stone was definitely not enough to smash that place to such a degree, it was only because of the green light.

This gourd is Song Heqing's favorite magic weapon, named Fuyun Gourd.

The emitted light can take away the target's good luck and make them suffer from bad luck. In severe cases, they will be killed by all kinds of bad luck.

At the same time, it can also emit a strong suction force, if it is covered by it, it will fall into the gourd and be refined by him.

Before waiting for the inspiration, Song Heqing, who was unable to succeed in one blow, saw that the skills of the two were not as easy to catch as he thought.

Worried that things will change later, with a wave of his sleeves, countless five-colored bats flew out, surrounding Lingji and the three of them.

Then he sacrificed the red gourd again, sending out a strong suction force, trying to capture the three of them.

Although the three Lingji who were caught in the siege of bats didn't know Song Heqing's method, they also knew it was wrong, so they didn't hesitate immediately.

Blow him up. Lingji yelled, touched his sleeves, and grabbed a large handful of thunderballs from his sleeve.