Everyday people say bad things about my young master [Cultivation]

Under the gaze of Immortal Yanhua, the young man pinched the feather with his hand, and his white fingers were drawing a few marks. As the young man turned his wrist, the red gold feather was sandwiched between the two fingers.

Even though Immortal Yanhua was conceited that his realm was several times higher than that of Zhuo Juncheng, his expression became more ferocious and unfriendly, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to it. At that time, Zhuo Junsheng escaped with Chu Ningge under the joint suppression of several great immortals. At that time, he was already at the end of his strength, and his ability to fight was only based on a will. At this time, Zhuo Junsheng, who had regained the Chihuang Fenhaiyan, must have a lot more means to use.

For ordinary immortal cultivators, it is not easy to fight in the same realm. For Immortal Yanhua, killing a cultivator in Hundred Flowers Realm is almost as smooth as breathing.

Just now for the sake of the treasure, Immortal Yanhua still held back his hands. After killing the intent at this time, Immortal Yanhua released the spiritual pressure, and the flaming sun wheel cyclone surged behind him, spreading his palms, and the flaming sun behind him Several strands of flames from the wheel gathered in the palm of Xianjun Yanhua, forming a red fire lotus. Although each petal is the same color, it exudes a different aura, such as cold, fiery, evil, righteous, holy, etc. Different auras are intertwined, leaving this fire lotus swaying in the palm of Immortal Yanhua.

"Go." Immortal Yanhua shouted softly, the fire lotus came out of his hand, and floated towards Zhuo Juncheng lightly.

The fire lotus was swaying, and the fortune was quite light and indifferent, but Zhuo Junsheng felt that his whole body was covered by a sea of ​​flames. It was the pressure from many strange fires that came before the fire lotus.

The fire lotus was approaching, and the fire phoenix circled up, trying to protect Zhuo Junsheng with itself. It was just one of the strange fires, and it would be like hitting a stone with an egg if it wanted to contend with these many strange fires.Chihuang Fenhaiyan's arrogance can never allow himself to bow his head. Chihuang Fenhaiyan is the most noble and therefore the most arrogant among many strange fires. Facing the fire lotus, he would rather burn everything together!

"Little queen, who do you want to be your servant?"

Because the fire lotus was not coming quickly, Zhuo Juncheng narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

No one answered Zhuo Junsheng, but the Fire Phoenix responded with a melodious and loud cry.

The little queen wanted to step on all the other strange fires, but it was a bit difficult at the moment. Zhuo Juncheng shook his head and laughed, and the fire phoenix let out another clear cry when he saw this, and the tone was quite resentful.

This time Zhuo Junsheng laughed softly, "Yes, I will treat it as a meeting gift for you that I haven't seen for a long time."

"It's also a return gift to Immortal Yanhua." Zhuo Junsheng said, his tone was sharp and even a little crazy.

The gift in return refers to the fact that Immortal Yanhua captured Chu Ningge.

Hearing this, although Immortal Yanhua looked disdainful, there was a crisis in his heart, and his subordinates changed continuously, and the power of the fire lotus was even stronger, pulling the sky and the earth to tilt for the fire lotus, the earth's crust trembled, the top of the sky was surging, There was a thunderstorm in the clouds.

Zhuo Juncheng raised his hand, and there was a mess of broken copper and iron around him.

Yes, scrap metal.

The sword is broken, the knife is blunt, the shield is only half, the gun is broken, the pagoda collapses, and only one leg of the three-legged tripod is left... well, in addition to ordinary weapons, there are some quite To be interesting, for example, if there is a bowl in it, Yan Rui must be familiar with it, it is the one he holds every day.In addition to a bowl, there is also a chopstick, a pot without a lid, an inkstone with a chipped corner, a hairless brush, a small piece of bronze mirror... and even a stool leg...

After taking out these things, the Fire Phoenix couldn't bear to look directly at her and turned away. Zhuo Juncheng understood that when the little queen saw such a pile of rags, of course she hated it, but these rags have a big history, so pick one out at random It is also a magic weapon of the immortal emperor, at the level of immortal martial arts, and the most important thing is that there is a remnant soul of the immortal emperor on it, which is considered to be half of his master. It is very grand to invite all of them out at this time.

The fire lotus struck, and these shattered copper and rotten irons swayed in a circle of power. The ripples of power spread outward, and soon touched the fire lotus, and the fire lotus immediately vibrated violently, but could not move forward. With more violent flames, the jar without a lid suddenly floated into the air, and a bunch of poisonous things such as scorpions, toads, etc. were poured out from it.

At that time, Zhuo Juncheng's face turned green, "I... go, why did this old poison come out?" His tone was about to explode/mouth/roughly, but seeing the presence of many relics of the ancestors, Zhuo Juncheng was alive Changed the words.

Although the poison poured out of the jar was good and had a strange luster on its surface, it was all swallowed up by the strange fire and burned with crackling noises. At this time, Chi Huang Fen Haiyan looked at Zhuo Juncheng quite complicatedly, as if Yes, silence.

After the fire lotus had almost burned the non-poisonous things, the pot was closed again, and the roasted five-poisonous things were taken back, Shi Shiran floated in front of Zhuo Junsheng, and moved towards Zhuo Juncheng's mouth .

"Don't, I'll do it myself." At this moment, the young man was so indifferent, he waved his hands and stepped back.

The jar was obviously not willing to let Zhuo Junsheng avoid it, Zhuo Junsheng backed away, and the jar followed.Zhuo Junsheng couldn't help it, he hugged the jar into his arms, frowned and glanced into the jar, it was dark and had a poisonous smell.

The chopstick flew over at this moment and fell into Zhuo Juncheng's hands. Zhuo Juncheng sat cross-legged on the spot holding the pot, and began...to eat the roasted poison with the chopsticks.

"Seniors, please help put away the strange fire." Zhuo Junsheng said, tearfully swallowing something that could not be called food.

Those remnant soldiers seemed to be more satisfied, and began to show their supernatural powers. When did Immortal Yanhua see such a style of play, he actually had the illusion that he was fighting many immortals.

On the mainland, the top cultivation base of immortal cultivators is in the realm of soul destruction.After the soul is destroyed, the strong man breaks through to the Changshengtian again, and he will ascend to the fairy world and be revered as a fairy king.

Cultivation is not easy, and the number of immortal monarchs is extremely rare. Most of them are ancestors of many forces.It's not that the celestial monarchs don't shade the Meng family after ascending, but because of the way of heaven, only the celestial monarchs can go to the upper realm, and the rest can only stay in the Qianyuan Continent, which is called the lower realm.

But the Qianyuan Continent is so vast, there are many clans, and forces of all sizes are scattered across it. Even though most of the celestial monarchs ascend to the upper realm alone, there are only one out of several forces. Generally speaking, there are thousands of people, and these thousand people are in charge. Upper Bound.

Immortal Yanhua changed from fighting to retreating while fighting, and finally thought of retreating, and was mere an ordinary person from the lower realm!His eyes were even more angry, but he only used his immortal power to fight, and he didn't dare to use his strange fire anymore.

These rags showed their own magical powers, and he began to collect his strange fire in a vision of heaven and earth. He was horrified to find that the close relationship between himself and the strange fire connected with his fairy soul had weakened, and he remembered the taken away blazing phoenix. Fen Haiyan, Immortal Yan Hua's eyes were full of fear.He had seen this pair of rags before, but at that time, these rags were scattered everywhere and suppressed, and then some of them were separated to fight with those immortal monarchs united by Yanhua Xianjun. Although they had power, they were not as powerful as Yanhuaxian now You are afraid.

Zhuo Juncheng sat cross-legged on the ground, glanced at the battlefield, coughed lightly, swallowed the blood or the smelly things, and then he didn't take a bite, but swallowed with the blood, the young Feiyang's expression was dim Go down for a few minutes.

"Senior, please hurry up, I'm a little sleepy." Zhuo Junsheng said.

While speaking, the boy's originally half-length tied-up black hair had turned snow-white, and his eyes, which were as bright as stars, dimmed, showing a grayish-white color, which looked a little cold and penetrating, and at the same time, he no longer looked bright.

The fire phoenix was anxious, and the resounding phoenix cry sounded again, and the vigor in that phoenix cry went towards the remnant soldiers.

How could Zhuo Junsheng's remnant soldiers not know about Zhuo Junsheng's condition? At this moment, one after another shouted. Although they could not speak, their inner spirituality gave Immortal Yanhua an illusion. It's very bad, if you don't receive the strange fire, you will kill people to make fire, all because of Zhuo Junsheng!

The Fire Phoenix whistled anxiously again, this time Zhuo Juncheng didn't raise his head, nor did he respond to the Fire Phoenix, he only raised his head when the Fire Phoenix hastily passed by his side, leaving a feather in his palm , slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and pointed to his throat and ears.

He could neither hear nor speak.

How can it be possible to drive Xianwu and Emperor Wu without paying the price.

He sacrificed, and the remnant soldiers deprived him, which was fair and reasonable.