Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 84 The Opening of the Drama

   Unnamed Canyon.

  A gust of wind whistled along the long snake-like path.

  This canyon wind is not only strong, but also has a strange whistling sound, which makes people shudder.

  At this time, in the canyon, there was a very charming and charming young woman in a white sand-clothes, facing a mirror, showing a coquettish dancer.

   not long.

  This charming young woman suddenly frowned, as if she heard something.

  I saw that the young woman's original calm appearance suddenly changed into a panic-stricken expression. Inadvertently, she pulled down a part of the thin white gauze, and a flash of spring appeared.

  Three feet underground, the yellow aura moved slightly.

   On the ground, Cheng Buzheng at nine feet away saw that wretched old Taoist showing signs of moving. With a thought, a green lotus appeared in his eyes, and he looked up.

   Cheng Buzheng saw that the charming young woman had such superb acting skills, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart:

   "It would be a pity not to win the Golden Award for this acting skill.

  That panicked look vividly displayed the panic in his heart, and when he inadvertently pulled it, the spring light suddenly appeared, not only clever to the peak, but also like a stroke of magic.

   It is indeed an old drama player in the world of cultivating immortals. "

  Cheng Buzheng didn't use his pupil technique with all his strength, and he also knew that the protagonist of the drama had already arrived. He quietly watched the exciting drama that was about to begin.

   At this time, on the ground.

  The young woman in white gauze, controlling a flying sword, hurriedly flew towards a beam of spiritual light in the distance.

   Twenty feet behind the young woman, a big man in black, driving a red aura, chased after the young woman.

  In the distance, the young monk in that ray of spiritual light, seeing this scene, prepared to bypass this land of right and wrong.

  The young woman in white gauze saw the young monk opposite and planned to take a detour, and shouted in panic:

   "Fellow Daoist, the slave family is a monk from the Fu family. Fu Xiu, fellow Daoist saved my life, and the Fu family will have a big reward!"

   Heard the words.

When the young monk saw the big man in black behind him, his cultivation was the same as his, he was at the sixth level of qi training, but he was at the peak of the sixth level of qi training, his heart moved slightly, but he knew that the Fu family was a cultivator with monks in the foundation building period family.

  Although the young monk had some intentions in his heart, he didn't care in the slightest. The defensive shield had been raised without knowing it. He didn't agree immediately, but asked instead:

   "That fellow Taoist, why did you chase after you?"

   "For..." Before the young woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a big man in black.

  At this time, a big man in black followed closely. He frowned, looked at the young monk, and said sharply:

   "Fellow Daoist, please don't interfere. Now that Your Excellency is leaving, I will never stop you!"

  The charming young woman, so pitiful, looked at the young monk in front of her with hopeful eyes, as if she hadn't noticed at all, the white gauze she was wearing had unknowingly fallen off.

  The young monk frowned, looked at the big man in black not far away, and said calmly:

   "Fellow Daoist, can you save me the next time!"

   "It depends on your face, isn't it, you have enough strength to maintain it!"

   As he said that, the big man in black swung the ghost-headed sword in his hand forward, and shot at the young monk.

  At the same time, the big man in black made a formula with both hands.

  I saw the ghost-headed sword, exuding a dark aura, slashing at the young monk with a whistling sound.

  The big man in black shouted in a low voice:

   "Cut!"

   See here.

  The young monk, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his right hand, and shot out the magic weapon in the shape of a small red fire cone. The small cone rose against the wind and rushed towards the ghost-headed sword.

  The young woman in white gauze slapped a storage bag and a magic weapon in the shape of a hydrangea, emitting fiery red aura, and threw it at the big man in black.

   The first thing I encountered with Guitou Broadsword was the magic weapon of the young monk's small cone. It was already called the small cone at this time, but it was a bit inappropriate. The small cone was now half a foot in size.

   "Boom..."

   It is like two groups of light sources colliding together.

   Breathing room.

  The fiery red hydrangea-shaped magic weapon came with a stream of red light.

  I saw the big man in black raised the magic weapon in his hand, and a shield flashed in front of him, which instantly became larger, a full ten feet in size, and then emitted a spiritual light, wrapping the big man in black.

  Two sides pinch down.

  The big man in black couldn't help but fell down.

  The young monks who had already gained the upper hand can safely evacuate, but the common sense in the world of cultivating immortals is not like this. Once they fight, it will be a battle of life and death, and it will never be so civilized and harmonious.

  Unless both sides have cards and are afraid of each other, they will end their hands peacefully, but when it is time to make a black hand, be fast, ruthless, and poisonous, absolutely unambiguous.

  Falling down in the canyon, the big black-clothed man continuously punched out spells with both hands, the ghost-headed sword, and the nine skulls on the back of the sword shone with faint light.

  The big man in black shouted in a low voice:

"Minute!"

Nine skulls fell off from the back of the saber, hovered in the air, and then shot out nine beams of light, entangled in the ghost-head sword. .

   Then the big man in black, with his right hand forming a sword finger, swiped in the air and shouted:

"change!"

  Six skulls exuding dim light shot out six beams of dim light entangled in the ghost-headed broadsword. With a strong murderous intent, they chopped off at the young monk, and the other three skulls shot at the young woman.

   Facing the astonishing killing intent of the ghost-headed sword, the young monk didn't show any signs of panic. He threw the small tower in his hand upwards, and struck out a formula with both hands.

  The small bronze-colored tower stopped firmly above his head, and then the small bronze-colored tower dropped a bronze-colored mask to wrap him up.

"boom!"

  The sharp edge of the ghost head sword collided fiercely with the bronze light curtain.

  The bronze-colored light curtain swayed like the surface of water, rippling in circles.

   See here.

  The young monk exhaled lightly, feeling terrified in his heart.

As for the charming young woman, seeing the three skulls falling like shooting stars, her expression became tense. With a throw of her right hand, a magic weapon in the shape of a token floated steadily in front of her, and then dropped a layer of protective shield .

   This layer of defensive shield, however, safely blocked the three skulls.

  The charming young woman looked anxious when she saw that the defensive shield of the young monk was almost broken.

   "Fellow Daoist, you and I together, two layers of defensive shields are enough to compete with his magic weapon, what do you think?"

  The young woman did not go forward immediately, and joined the young monk. She was waiting for the young monk's response, but the anxious and worried expressions on her face were vivid.

  One of the crowd watching underground, Cheng Buzheng, he knew that this wonderful drama was about to reach its climax.

   See here.

  He still didn't make any movements, watching the exciting part of the big drama with a refined taste.

  (end of this chapter)