Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

"Kneel! Kneel!" cried the street again.

Judging by the accent, it should be the Moro army shouting.

"Rush out! Rush out!" Mao Xuan shouted hoarsely.

Leng Rui's soul power could not detect that far, so it is not clear what happened at the scene.

He could hear clearly in his ears, the sounds of knives and guns, roars, and begging for mercy mixed together.

After a while, there was no sound at all.

"From today onwards, I am the owner of Baishui village!"

Mao Qing's voice sounded in the street, it was a shout with Internal Energy, everyone could hear it clearly.

"Mao Qing! Have you forgotten your surname? A thief is your father!"

Mao Xuan's weak voice came over.

"Crack!" There was a crisp slap on the face.

Leng Rui understood that this Baishui village had changed, and it already belonged to the Xiliao Kingdom, but he didn't know what the relationship between the Moro Army and them was.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, hide out first, who knows what will happen later.

"Get on the boat!" Leng Rui thought, and a black boat appeared in the yard.

They had been prepared for a long time, and as soon as Leng Rui finished speaking, several people filed in.

"Little friend! Where are you going?" A middle-aged man in a white robe suddenly appeared in the air and said with a smile.

"You..." Leng Rui was stunned.

"This boat is not bad, it's a spiritual weapon, no, it seems to be a fairy weapon!" The white-robed man glanced at the paper boat, and suddenly cried out.

"I don't know what the senior said!" Leng Rui broke out in a cold sweat.

"F*ck! This broken paper boat is a fairy artifact? Isn't this causing trouble for daddy?" Leng Rui groaned in his heart.

"Haha! You are really extraordinary, with a powerful soul, a unique Cultivation Technique, and a priceless treasure on your body." The white-robed man's eyes revealed greed.

"Senior, my tutor has something to call, Junior is leaving!" Leng Rui just wanted to run away now, so he moved Huang Xianxun out again.

"Hahaha! You mean that old monster Huang Xiandian?" The white-robed man smiled.

"It's the tutor!" Leng Rui could tell from the expression of the white-robed man that something was wrong, but he could only bite the bullet and hold on.

"I was almost deceived by you! I just remembered that Huang Laoguai lived alone all his life and never accepted apprentices. Why did he suddenly have a bunch of apprentices? Hahaha!" the white-robed man laughed loudly.

"Damn it! This old guy is still single! It's too unreliable." Leng Rui was about to cry now.

With a heartbeat, a sky-thundering cannon made of lapis lazuli barrels appeared at the bow of the ship.

"What is this?" The white-robed man sensed a hint of danger and asked vigilantly.

"The treasure given by the teacher is life-saving!"

Leng Rui is no longer polite, since he has set his sights on my treasure, then take it according to his ability!

"Haha! Kid, the bones are still quite hard!" The man in white robe looked at Leng Rui's tone suddenly hardening, but hesitated a bit.

"Is this kid really Huang Laoguai's apprentice?" the white-robed man thought to himself.

"Such a big man knows how to bully our children!" Fan Xiaowen said in a low voice.

She didn't know that this cultivator's ears were much more sensitive than ordinary people's. The white-robed man listened to Fan Xiaowen's words without saying a word.

He blushed, a little annoyed.

"Little girl! What kind of onion are you!"

After finishing speaking, the man in white robe suddenly made a move, and his right hand turned into a giant palm, pressing down overwhelmingly.

This palm is too big, covering Leng Rui and the others under its shadow.

At the same time, a huge air force locked Leng Rui and the others tightly.

The breath was suffocated, and everyone could not move.

Leng Rui's breath was also locked, but the Yin & Yang qi in his body suddenly rushed, and the lock was released.

Without any thought, he swung his left fist, sending out a huge force, which blocked the giant palm of the white-robed man, and pulled the fuse of the bomb with his right hand without hesitation.

The giant palm of the white-robed man was blocked by Leng Rui, his palm slowed down and he paused slightly.

He was a little surprised, and before he could say "Huh", he saw a huge flame rushing towards him.

The speed is too fast, it has exceeded the reaction speed of human beings. While seeing the flames, it was as if the body had been hit by a giant hammer.

The raging chemical energy poured on him unreservedly.

The bones were shattered, the internal organs were flattened, and a head was separated from the body abruptly, and flew out first. ...

Leng Rui blocked the white-robed man's palm, and his blood was surging, his whole body was uncomfortable, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But his eyes were fixed on the figure of the white-robed man who flew out like a cannonball.

Without thinking too much, the paper boat rose into the air with a movement of divine sense, heading straight for the white-robed man Feishe.

A hundred feet away, the mutilated body of the white-robed man was tightly embedded in the street, like a painted skin.

Not far from here was a group of stunned people, including the Moro army with animal skins around their waists.

Leng Rui stopped the paper boat, came down to take a closer look, and kicked it twice, convinced that the white-robed man was completely dead.

The only thing that is bulging is the Qiankun loan on the waist.

"Fire gold belt for killing people!" Leng Rui remembered that it was said in all the guidelines for cultivating immortals.

While everyone was staring dumbfounded, he calmly took off the Qiankun bag of the man in white robe, and with a wave of his hand, he disappeared.

The scene was silent, and no one dared to stop it.

Leng Rui coldly glanced at the crowd, jumped and returned to the paper boat.

Without further ado, another sky-thundering cannon was erected on the bow of the ship.

"Excuse me, but the little hero Leng Rui?" Mao Xuan was the first to react, and asked quickly.

Leng Rui glanced over and saw a tall man with his hands bound and bleeding from his mouth and nose, looking at him eagerly.

"Who is your Excellency?" Leng Rui guessed that it was Mao Xuan, but he was not sure.

"Mao is the owner of this Baishui village, please save me, little hero!" Mao Xuan shouted.

Leng Rui turned his head to look at Da Hu and Er Niu, and said softly: "Elder Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, you can decide!"

"Save him!" Duhu said.

Leng Rui looked at the two bare-chested Moro soldiers holding Mao Xuan, and said coldly: "Let him go!"

There was a trace of panic on the faces of the two Moro soldiers, but they did not let go of their hands.

A streak of green flew out from Leng Rui's body, piercing through the heads of two soldiers in an instant.

"Plop! Plop!" There were two sounds, and the two soldiers were already lying on the ground.

Dui jumped off the boat, rushed to Mao Xuan's side, stretched out his hand, picked up Mao Xuan, turned around, made two steps in three steps, and jumped back on the boat.

"Thank you!" Mao Xuan said weakly.

No one answered him, and the boat was silent.

"Cough! Cough!" Several coughs came from an old woman who had fallen on the ground.

"Little hero Leng, please save the great wizard!" Mao Xuan said again.

"Slow! Who are you?" A strong man with colorful feathers on his head hurried forward and asked fiercely.