Tragedy always starts with accepting the wrong apprentice

When Zhu Chen stood in the formation set up by Qing Fang, the first thing he thought of was whether Fu Qiao Yin would have the slightest bit of intolerance or regret for deceiving him here?Will he be reluctant, after all, they have lived together for so many years, no matter how much he hates himself, he really doesn't feel guilty at all?

Really so heartless?

These things can only be known when you go out.

Thousands of thoughts rushed through Zhu Chen's mind, but his face did not show at all, instead he was calm, as if he was sure that Qing Fang could not and would not do anything to him.

In Qing Fang's eyes, this kind of expression is pretending to be calm. He doesn't think that a little boy is really not afraid of facing a ghost cultivator who is a class higher than him. Even if his personality is reserved and difficult to express, it can only be regarded as a deep hidden That's all.

With a grin, Qing Fang opened his mouth: "It's really an enviable body, with a fire root, and it looks so good."

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhu Chen said, he inserted his spiritual sense into the storage ring, intending to call out a life-saving magic weapon to withstand his attack as soon as Qing Fang launched an attack.Fortunately, in his storage ring, there are at least ten or eight magical artifacts that can save his life under the hands of Jindan cultivator, some of which are Zhu Yan's personal magical artifacts, and the other part is Qingfeng's free time. He originally wanted to refine the magic weapons for Qin Yun, but after seeing that he had never used them, he threw them all to Zhu Chen.

For the magic weapon Qin Yun made, Qing Feng naturally used the best materials he could find, among which there was even a magic weapon that could withstand one or two attacks from a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Seeing that you are also very well-behaved, then the old man will not beat around the bush." ​​Qing Fang said: "If you voluntarily give up your body and enter the reincarnation, then the old man can still let your fascination go, but if not, hum. "

Qing Fang shook the soul-calling flag in his hand, and the evil spirits surrounded by the flag screamed miserably.

"The old man will take your soul first, and refine this treasure."

As soon as the words fell, Qing Fang took the lead in attacking, and the evil spirit on the summoning banner listened to his order, roared and rushed towards Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen snorted coldly, and the soul-suppressing flag that appeared in front of him blocked all those evil spirits.To say that Qingfang was unlucky, if it was a while ago, maybe Zhu Chen really couldn't do anything but let the mermaid go, but this time he came to Lingyunzong on the way and met Taoxiang who was chasing Moxiu down the mountain a few years ago The real person, and a beautiful woman in red, she came together like a pair of Taoist couples who envy others.

When the two of them saw that the robe on Zhu Chen was the unique robe of Qingfeng's Third Peak, they stopped him and asked him to bring back some things to Master Qingfeng.This is just a little effort, Zhu Chen is naturally willing to do it, and seeing Zhu Chen's cooperation, the two of them seem to be very happy, each of them gave Zhu Chen a magic weapon, and the woman in red gave Zhu Chen a magic weapon. This can resist the soul-suppressing banner of the soul-calling flag, and Taoxiang Daoist...

In a blink of an eye, Zhu Chen took out another magic weapon. At first glance, this magic weapon looked like an extremely ordinary peach branch. Even the name of the magic weapon was as simple as a peach tree branch. There was no fluctuation of aura on it. Even Zhu Chen would not have believed it if Taoxiang hadn't repeatedly emphasized that this is really a magic weapon.

"Hahahaha, what good things do I have from the Lanshan School? It turns out that it's nothing more than that to the disciples." Qing Fang deliberately provoked Zhu Chen, and he could guess what kind of high-level magic weapon that peach branch was. She bet that Zhu Chen would not know how to use it yet, but this is the magical weapon handed over to Zhu Chen by Taoxiang himself. She naturally told Zhu Chen word by word how to use it.

In ancient times, Taoists held peach wood to drive away ghosts, and this peach tree is precisely the nemesis of ghost cultivators.

Even the most common peach branch can resist evil spirits, so how can this peach tree branch refined by Taoxiang real person lose to the ghost cultivator?

Zhu Chen didn't want to waste time with Qing Fang, so he raised his hand and broke through the stone floor with a peach tree branch and inserted it on the ground. In a short while, peach trees grew densely, and a peach forest appeared in the magic circle set up by Qing Fang. The peach blossoms are tender and lovely, but it's a pity that the only person who pays attention to them doesn't have any thoughts at the moment.

Qingfang's strength was weakened by Taolin only in the mid-term of Kaiguang, which happened to be on par with Zhu Chen. At first glance, it's just a big noise and little rain, but he has a lot of confidence, after all... He took away the bodies of many people and finally cultivated to the golden core stage ghost cultivator. At least he has lived for thousands of years. If he is knocked down by a junior who has just stood up, all these years will be in vain.

Thinking of this, Qing Fang shook the soul-calling banner in his hand, and rushed towards Zhu Chen.

What he didn't know was that the power of this Taolin can only be exerted in Zhu Chen's hands. If Zhu Chen's cultivation has reached the golden core stage, then not to mention reducing his strength to the foundation stage, it is Like a mortal who has no power to restrain a chicken, it is generally possible.

Qing Fang's rich experience really made Zhu Chen suffer a lot. It took him a lot of effort to force his sword into Qing Fang's chest. Qing Fang was nailed to the ground by the long sword transformed from a peach tree branch. The blood gradually merged into a pool, and the corners of the mouth continued to overflow with blood.

It's just that Zhu Chen didn't get any benefits.

He pierced Qing Fang's chest with a sword, and at the same time, the soul-calling banner pierced his lower abdomen. At that moment, he seemed to be the evil spirit on the soul-calling banner, screaming to destroy the world and tear it up with his hands. enemy.

Such a desire was suppressed by Zhu Chensheng, he raised his hand, pulled out the soul-calling banner on his lower abdomen without blinking, staggered to Qing Fang, and took out a sword to make a gesture Cut off Qing Fang's head.

The winner is the king and the loser is Kou. Qing Fang is also a man. He opened his mouth and laughed loudly, causing a pain in his chest. Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Zhu Chen stopped and waited for his nominal master to say it. his last words.

Although Zhu Chen regretted it after Qing Fang said it.

"It's really a thousand calculations, but you still took the lead." Qing Fang coughed a few times, which made him dizzy with pain, "Why do you think I keep Qiao Yin by my side?"

"I don't want to know." Zhu Chen said.

"Ahem, I...but...he...cough, it's...I...cough cough, furnace cauldron."

Zhu Chen's pupils dilated slightly, his brain went blank, and before he could react, he had already chopped off Qing Fang's head, and a cloud of black energy fled along Qing Fang's body. Qi took it back, holding Qing Fang's head in one hand and his soul in the other with a gloomy face, and walked out regardless of his own injuries.

He wanted to know what Fu Qiaoyin was thinking, and whether he really wanted to put himself to death.

It's just that when he saw Fu Qiaoyin, he couldn't help swearing at Fu Qiaoyin, but the other party seemed to have never heard what he said, but with a miserable face, he looked at the head in Zhu Chen's hand and said nothing .

After a while, Fu Qiaoyin knelt down on the ground and said, "...is this your revenge?"

"Isn't it your revenge?" Zhu Chen asked, such a Fu Qiaoyin was very glaring in his eyes, he raised his hand and threw Qingfang's flesh into Fu Qiaoyin's arms, "You have nothing to explain?"

Explanation?

What is there to explain?

Fu Qiaoyin's eyes were dazed. He didn't know how Zhu Chen could be so cruel. After killing Qing Fang, he even asked him 'what do you want to explain'?

Isn't he the one who should explain?

Fu Qiaoyin felt desolate in his heart, all he knew was that Zhu Chen hated him, and this time he must have come prepared and with ill intentions, he clearly knew it.

But why... relax?Why do you think he won't be bad for you?Let me ask, who would have no qualms about an enemy who almost crippled his spiritual root, but just double cultivated twice and then let go of the past?

Now that he figured it out, Fu Qiaoyin felt that the instruments given by Zhu Chen on his body weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure. After a while, he opened his mouth, his eyes full of despair.

He said: "You... go, I have nothing to explain."