The Master of Metaphysics Returns at Full Level [Transmigration Book]

But Long Feifei was just a clerk. How could he be the opponent of an old man who had practiced for many years? His hand was broken in a few strokes. The members of both groups went outside to find clues to the new case, so there were only two of him left in one group. personal.Didn't he watch it when he went out today? Huangli, otherwise, how could he encounter such an unlucky thing.

The twins manipulated the walking corpses in an attempt to sneak up on Zhang Qing, but were stopped by his disciples.

Zhang Qing is very smart, he brought many apprentices, and the twins couldn't get rid of them for a while.

Zhang Qing took the knife and walked towards the big white snake. The first knife was intended to cut open its skin and flesh at a distance of seven inches, and scoop out the demon pill.

But the big white snake struggled to escape the fatal knife. The knife was so sharp that even if it missed the deadliest point, there was still a long wound on the snake's body, and green blood spattered twice on Zhang Qing's face. superior.

Zhang Qing didn't wipe it off, but was very excited. The green liquid dripped from his face, which made his old orange-skinned face even more terrifying.

"An animal is an animal. I can't understand human language, but your demon pill is a good thing." He gasped excitedly, and the sharp point of the knife pierced Dabai Qicun fiercely.

"hiss--!"

The huge white snake body struggled desperately due to the pain of bone removal, and the surrounding trees were smashed to pieces by the snake tail.

Long Feifei's eyes were about to burst, he vomited blood and ignored the smell of blood in his mouth, he shouted, "Damn, stinky Taoist priest, let go of Dabai, let go of it!!"

Zhang Qing was very excited, the seven inches of the white snake was stirred by the knife, green blood gushed out, and two dots of light emerged from the seven inches of the snake's body.

Seeing that Zhang Qing was about to get the demon pill, in the next two moments, a sense of crisis welled up in his heart, causing him to quickly jump away from the big white snake.

No demon pill? The resistance got into Dabai's body again.

Seeing that he is about to get it? Zhang Qing, who got the Yaodan, was furious, "Who ruined the old man's good deed!"

I saw two blue shadows rushing past, cutting two long gashs close to his face.

Zhang Qing's face hurt, and he touched it with his hands, and the blood red with both hands stabbed his eyes.

And that blue shadow showed its original appearance, two four-foot-long bronze swords were held in the hands of two beautiful teenagers at this moment, and the teenagers randomly held two sword flowers.

"Bronze sword?" Zhang Qing asked in a daze.

In just an instant, the boy came to the side of the big white snake, and lowered his head to meet the vertical pupils of the big white snake.

The big white snake wanted to raise its head and rub against the young man vigorously, and complain to the young man, but some old man bullied others, and wanted to tell him that it hurts, begging the young man to love it.

But no, it's own monster power? It's exhausted. It's exhausted, and its head can't be lifted at all.

hiss--

The faint sound of the snake trembled slightly, and Wu Lian's ears quickly caught the grievance in the sound of the snake. He looked at the long wound on the snake's body, seven inches of it was disturbed, bloody and bloody, and there was faint energy in the two pools of green blood on the ground. Saw some minced meat.

His face suddenly sank, but his tone whispered softly: "Sleep well, I will take you home."

The big white snake got his promise, closed its vertical pupils, and only breathed weakly from its abdomen, proving that it was still alive.

Two bursts of fine golden light passed by, the big hole in the snake's body disappeared, and the long wound was stitched up, leaving only the astonishing pool of green blood.

"Boy, it's a good thing for the old man, you can be convicted."

Before Wu Lian could speak, Zong Xuan did.

"According to Chinese law, hunting and killing wild and rare animals is to pursue legal responsibility. Can Tianshi Academy bear this consequence?"

Zhang Qing shook the hair dust he had just taken out from the mustard space, "Zong Xun, don't take the Tianshi Academy, what else? What kind of laws in China to suppress me, the old man has eaten more rice than you eat salt, That’s all, it doesn’t scare me.”

Zong Xuan stood upright like a crane like a bamboo, and two bright red Gu butterflies kissed his shoulders lightly. The wings of the butterflies flapped to reveal a skeleton face on both sides, and between the two? Fluorescent pink.

Zhang Qing squinted, staring at the beautiful but murderous ghost-faced Gu butterfly, pinching Fachen with wet palms to be on guard.

At this moment, a man stood in front of Zong Xuan with a sword, Wu Lian turned his face and said, "You have an injury, stand on both sides, and I can take care of it."

Zong Xuan lowered his head and saw the two familiar hair twirling again, and took two steps back.And the ghost-faced Gu butterfly on his shoulder turned into two ray of red light falling on Zong Xie's ring finger between two sheets of two sheets, and turned into two red diamond rings with tails.

When Zhang Qing heard that the kid who didn't have any hair? Changqi arrogantly wanted to fight him twice, he heaved a sigh of relief and laughed twice: "Boy, do you know who the old man is? Fight me two times." The grass on the grave is almost as tall as a person."

"That's a lot of nonsense." Wu Lian put on a cold face, and directly took a sword flower and rushed out.

"you......."

Wu Lian was so quick that Zhang Qing hadn't finished speaking, so he hurriedly raised Fa Chen to greet him.

The bronze sword was forged and practiced by a thousand-year-old swordsmith who exhausted his body and mind, and it has only become the emperor's sword that shocked China and the world.Therefore, when the emperor opened up the world of mountains and rivers, countless souls died under the bronze sword.

After the emperor's death, the bronze sword was buried in the underground palace to absorb enough evil spirits. It reappeared in the world with the help of the ghost mother Zhang Qin (Li Zhao's ex-wife), and was placed in 404 ghost corridor by Wu Lian to absorb enough evil spirits. It is better than the legend. Excalibur is better than two chips.

Can the hair dust in the hands of a Taoist priest stop it?

I saw the bronze sword colliding with Fachen. Fachen couldn't bear the bloody and terrifying aura in the sword, and became ashes directly.

Zhang Qing held the hair dust, held a couple of loneliness, and two handfuls of white powder was blown up by a gust of wind, covering both of his faces.

His two groups of apprentices stared wide-eyed, opened their mouths wide, and both had surprised expressions on their faces.

Wu Lian had lotus under his feet. Today he was wearing two blue T-shirts that were a little too big, and fell lightly to the ground, revealing a section of his fair skin.

Zong Xuan's eyesight is very good, his eyes are very sharp, and he can quickly catch Wu Lian's white waist under his blue T-shirt, which is not as good as Yingying's two grips.

"Cough cough! Boss..." Long Feifei, who was in pain all over his body in the distance, lay on the cold ground for a few hours. His boss appeared, but he didn't come to pull him. Long Feifei Can't help but make a sound.

Zong Xun glanced twice, and the fighting twins jumped over from a distance after the battle, and one of them stood beside Zong Xun.

But no one came to help him.

Long Feifei's heart twitched, and it split into two parts.

Two of the twins saw Long Feifei from the corner of the eye and ran to help him up.

In the middle, Wu Lian and Zhang Qing stood facing each other. Two people were holding swords in the breeze and the moon was bright, and two short, ugly and old men were staring at the person opposite them gloomyly.

"Boy, this sword is not bad."

Wu Lian didn't even give him a supercilious glance, and the two jumped up from the ground, stabbing at him with their swords in hand.

The old man blew his beard and stared. In his life, he has never seen a kid who doesn't give face when he fights.

To put it bluntly, his swordsmanship is strong, he can't dodge it, and he is afraid of slapping his face in front of all his disciples, so the other meaning of saying this is, don't make an inch, kid, can't each give in?

But did Wu Lian really not understand what he said?

No, he just found a reason to beat him up.The big white snake is a partner who has paid living expenses at Qichu and wants to live with him temporarily, and he uses this partner so well that it almost makes people cramp and peel.

It was impossible for Wu Lian to let the money that Mingming had put into his pocket run away again.

The old man beat up the big white snake, and rounded it up to rob him of his money.

Well, uncle can bear it and auntie can't bear it, he will definitely beat this man.

Zhang Qing was forced to retreat steadily, and when he was gasping for breath, he was punched twice on the jaw, and only heard the sound of bones cracking.

He was in pain and hated, this kid looked as pretty as a little girl, he didn't even blink his eyes when he started, just like Zong Xuan with a paralyzed face, he was a ruthless person.

Zhang Qing gritted his teeth and took out a small and delicate gossip plate from the mustard space. It was made of jade. On the surface, it looked like a rare magic weapon. An insider could see at a glance that this gossip plate had a lot of spiritual power and power. underestimate.

"Yes, it is the master's natal magic weapon, the gossip plate for killing demons!!"

Everyone looked at it together? The young man standing with a sword in the distance had doubts in his heart. Who is this person who can force their master to use the gossip plate for killing demons?

"This? He, he is, he is Wu Lian! He is Wu Lian!"

"Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, Four Gates of Eight Diagrams, ...... Infinite Universe, Earthquake and Heavenly Punishment!"

Vigorous and powerful?, full of the supreme Tao sound like thunder, completely buried the words 'he is Wu Lian'.

The wind blows and the dust flies.

Amidst the pitch-black sky, huge white pillars trapped Wu Lian in the formation.

Wu Lian raised his head and looked at the gossip plate for killing demons from a distance, and the bronze sword let out a low buzzing of excitement.

Its greatest wish in this life is to find a spiritual treasure that can fight it heartily and heartily. Now the two disks can stimulate its fighting spirit, and this disk has a name that is stronger than him—— —The gossip plate for killing demons.

It sounds like the kind of abuse, the bronze sword wants to have fun, but he can't get out at the moment, and it must be held by the master to stimulate its own potential?

Zhang Qing stroked his short beard, and said in a satisfied way: "Boy, no matter how arrogant you are, you can't escape the coercion of my demon-killing gossip plate, you..."

Someone shouted: "Look, what is he doing!"

Zhang Qing opened his small eyes, but he didn't look for someone on the ground, it's not good to have a secret way!

He raised his head abruptly, and sure enough, he saw that young man in mid-air. With a random sword strike, he broke through the formation of the Eight Diagrams Formation. See? What tricks come out.

Zhang Qing was so angry that he vomited blood, "My gossip plate for killing demons!!"

Wu Lian stepped on the bronze sword, floated down, and landed beside Zong Xun. He held the small gossip plate and waved his hand at Zong Xun, "Are you missing?"

Zong Xuan said: "Ugly refuse."

Zhang Qing couldn't catch his breath, and was so angry at Zong Xuan's words that his eyes turned black.

He held back his anger, "Boy, give me back my things! I'll spare you!"

Wu Lian ignored him, and instead asked Zong Xuan, "Is this thing worth money?"

Zong Xuan glanced twice: "It can be sold for two? Two thousand."

Wu Lian curled her lips, and was about to cut down with two swords.

Zhang Qing shouted in horror: "No!"

Zong Xuan then said leisurely, "Wan."

Wu Lian's sword was only two inches away from the gossip plate, and he held the devil-killing gossip plate in his hand again, tsk-tsk said: "2000 million, then I'm going to send it."

Cai, Wu Lian, fan, exuding his wealth-gathering attributes all the time.

The author has something to say: Wu Lian: Someone always sends me money, and I feel very helpless.

Zhang Qing: QAQ

I originally wanted to be on the sixth day, but I couldn’t move QAQ, I really wanted to be like Lian Lian, pick it up casually, and post it.