The fairy is fierce

After the fight, the reed beach was in a mess, with unextinguished flames and thick smoke everywhere.

Zhao Wuji stood by the river in a daze, until Tang Jingxun collapsed, then he came back to his senses, ran to the nearby area, raised his hand and stabbed the red-haired old immortal who fell to the ground:

"Suffer death!"

The long sword stabbed the back of the head accurately, passing through until it penetrated the ground.

Cheng Jiujiang was not satisfied at all, so he flew up and hit the red-haired old immortal with an elbow on his back:

"Take your life!"

"Ata!"

Crackling, tinkling bells and sugarcane...

Zuo Lingquan held Tang Jingxun in his arms, turned around and saw the two whipped corpses as if facing a formidable enemy, and said in a deep voice:

"He's dead! Pack your things and leave quickly. Do you have any medicine?"

While talking, Zuo Lingquan took out the 'Gu Yuan Dan' he bought and put it into Tang Jingxun's mouth.

I wanted to give the medicine mouth-to-mouth, but unfortunately the 'Gu Yuan Dan' was a magic pill. Once it melted in the mouth, there was no need to feed it, so I had to give up in frustration.

Zhao Wuxie stabbed him several times before he was sure that the red-haired old immortal was really dead. The shock in his eyes was undisguised. He took a medicine bottle from his waist and threw it to Zuo Lingquan, and asked:

"Who is this fairy?"

Cheng Jiujiang had already been shocked once in Qihuang Town, but now he was no longer surprised. He turned around and ran to pick up the sword stuck on the ground and said:

"If you know too much, you may be silenced. Pick up your things quickly. The Zhang family will come over later and it will be over."

Zhao Wuxie thought so. He picked up his father's sword, ran to Zhang Yinfeng's mummy, slashed his head with the sword, and then collected the belongings on his body.

The little bird dumpling flew over and landed on Tang Jingxun's chest. Seeing his master injured like this, he was obviously a little aggrieved and distressed, and he roared twice at Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan gave Tang Jingxuan the elixir, and after making sure that the meridians and acupuncture points were stable, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Tang Jingxuan's face like a candle in the wind, he was naturally furious. He carried Tang Jingxun on his back, picked up one of the red-haired old immortal's legs and ran towards Shuanlong Port:

"Meet the reinforcements first, and then settle the score with Qingyun City later."

Cheng Jiujiang was holding a pile of long swords and had already jumped into the river. He was searching for magic swords in formation at the bottom of the river. Hearing the sound, he could only reluctantly give up. He turned around and ran forward, helped carry the body of the red-haired old immortal, took out Linglong Pavilion from his sleeve, threw it to Zuo Lingquan, then turned around and said:

"Let's go, put the body on your back, and touch the body when you get to a safe place."

When Zhao Wuxie heard the sound, he stopped touching the corpse. He raised his hand and clamped Zhang Yinfeng's mummy under his arm, then ran after him.

The fighting time actually lasted very short, only the time of a cup of tea. Without the two ancestors of the family who were highly cultivated, the Zhang family would definitely not be able to catch up with the three of them.

After Zuo Lingquan ran for about ten miles, Liu Chunfeng and Lanzhi finally appeared in the sky.

Zuo Lingquan saw the two worshiping immortal masters and quickly stopped and waved.

When Zhao Wuxie saw two experts who could handle swords coming over, they were still on his side, his tense heartstrings completely relaxed, and he sat down directly on the ground...——

Thousands of miles away, on an isolated island in the sea of ​​clouds.

The palace is filled with light, quietly suspended between heaven and earth.

The phantom of the dragon hovered under the dome, looking at the water curtain in front of the lotus platform.

In the water curtain, there is a river scene, and there are a few people quarreling on the opposite side.

A woman in a golden dress sits cross-legged in the center of the lotus platform with her eyes closed.

Soon after, Situ shocked and put away the bronze mirror, the water curtain disappeared, and the woman in the golden skirt also opened her eyes that reflected the sea of ​​stars and mountains and rivers.

The little female dragon landed on the side of the lotus platform and asked:

"Is it enjoyable?"

The woman in the gold skirt had no emotion on her face and said calmly:

"It's boring."

The little female dragon has been accompanying the woman in the golden skirt her whole life, and she doesn’t really believe this sentence:

"You can stare him to death with just one glance. You have to use so many magical powers to scrape it off. You don't need such a big hand to defeat a Jade-level monster. You haven't been idle for too long and your hands are itchy."

The woman in the gold skirt shook her head slightly: "I just want to teach that little phoenix a lesson, otherwise it will make noises in my ears when things happen in the future, and I don't have the time to pay attention to it."

Jiaolong was a little curious about this:

"You have refined the remnant soul of the Nine Phoenixes. Although it is mixed with a trace of the soul of the new phoenix, given your cultivation level, it doesn't matter that you have not been able to refine it. How could the newborn phoenix interfere with the soul in turn?"

There was also a hint of doubt in the eyes of the woman in the gold skirt.

The old phoenix has long since begun to seize its body, and its remaining soul has been partially fused with the new phoenix and cannot be stripped away.

The new phoenix was born from heaven and could not be refined, but with her cultivation, she should be able to suppress it.

But for some reason, the ray of young phoenix soul that had merged with her soul was beyond imagination.

Even if a thousand seals were set, Tang Jingxun could still be affected as long as she was forced into a panic; although he couldn't really take off her skirt and sleep with Zuo Lingquan, it could shake her soul and influence her mind.

The woman in the golden skirt knew how powerful the way of heaven was. When she heard the words of the little female dragon, she could only explain:

"The power of heaven is unpredictable. The four spirits of heaven are born as gods. They are not rejected by heaven, so it is natural that they cannot be suppressed."

No matter how high the realm of the little female dragon is, she is still just a dragon. She is different from the 'green dragon' among the four spirits in the sky. She can only nod to this explanation. It looked at the woman in the gold skirt and said again:

"In the battle just now, that kid killed two monks at the sixth or seventh level of the Spiritual Valley with his body at the first level of the Spiritual Valley. Apart from anything else, his killing power was unique in the world. You were just talking big words...

…When you were seventeen, you were only halfway to the spiritual valley, and you were almost kidnapped and sold by a wild cultivator, so you fled to the South China Sea and were slaughtered by a dragon. At that time, if you had fought him alone, I felt that you could not withstand his sword. "

The little female dragon was telling the truth. 'Sword One' means that one sword can break all laws in the same realm. No matter whether you are a favored child of heaven or a reincarnation of a god or demon, you are no different from ordinary people before 'Sword One', otherwise you are not worthy of being called 'Sword One'.

When the woman in the golden skirt was at the first level of Linggu, she did not know Sword One, so even if she knew thousands of spells and all kinds of magical powers, she would lose in a single fight.

Just now, she was able to suppress Youhuang with Qi training because she used the blood of the phoenix as a guide, transformed blood into Qi, and forcibly displayed the great magical power that even the cultivators of Linggu should not know, so that she could achieve such a terrifying effect.

If it was just a normal twelfth level of Qi training, she would be drained of blood and vitality and died suddenly before the Demon Sealing Sword Formation was released.

For the little female dragon's 'contempt', the woman in the golden skirt did not care, but said:

"Without unattainable pressure, how can there be the motivation to climb to the top? Only by letting him understand the 'gap' between himself and the strong, he will not be content with being ordinary and try every means to force himself to move forward. However, you underestimated me too much. When I was at the first level of the Spiritual Valley, it was easy for me to kill him. "

The little female dragon did not refute this:

"This dragon also sees that he has a weakness, he is more greedy for beauty; if you want to kill him when you are at the first level of the Spiritual Valley, you can use the beauty trap to kill him when he is not prepared during intercourse; but you don't know how to use this method, so you can't beat him. "

"Whether you want to use it or not is up to me, then his life and death is in my hands; so he is not my opponent. "

The little female dragon thought about it and felt that it seemed to make sense, so she changed her words:

"You people say that dying under the peony flower is romantic, and becoming a ghost is also romantic. If you really go to use the beauty trap to kill him, I don't think he will feel very bad. ”

The woman in the golden skirt closed her eyes, too lazy to discuss with the nitpicking dragon...——

Fifteen thousand words.

Thanks to the leader of [Shanzhong Shushi] for the reward!

Debt (50/364+)

It seems that it is paid back quite quickly~