Fairy way

"Well done, Elder Shi."

Zhu Qianjue praised so much.

This burly man is none other than Shi Zhong. Three years later, his stature has become bigger and bigger, and his aura is as thick and solid as the earth, giving people a very reliable feeling.

After Lin Xi disappeared, he also practiced desperately.

Finally, he successfully broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm not long ago.

But even so, he still doesn't have the airs of a Nascent Soul cultivator, with a pure heart and a simple and honest smile, which makes people feel reliable all at once.

Hearing Zhu Qianjue's praise, Shi Chong scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Damn, what is this?" Ying Tianzhen crawled out of the deep pit with some difficulty, his face was ashamed, and his face was still covered with blood.

Obviously, Shi Zhong's blow from the sky caused him a lot of damage.

Mr. Ying Tianzhen walked out step by step, his kung fu was running, his breath was flowing, the dust on his body suddenly dissipated, and the blood stains on his face gradually disappeared.

At this level, the flow of mind can change the outside world.

The spiritual energy around him rushed in frantically, and his injuries recovered quickly.

How is it so easy for the cultivator to solve it.

Mr. Ying Tianzhen recovered in an instant, of course, at least on the surface.

His expression was extremely cold: "I remember you, Shi Zhong, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, it seems that the Qingyun Sect is ready to completely tear your skin apart."

Although the two forces have been secretly competing.

But at least the surface is calm.

Because once a war breaks out, it will definitely be a huge disaster for the world of cultivating immortals.

Moreover, Qingyun Sect is at an absolute disadvantage, so it has always been restrained to avoid direct conflicts, which also prevents other sects from taking advantage of the opportunity to attack.

Now that Qing Yunzong wants to protect this witch, there is a reason to go to war.

Zhu Qianjue said coldly: "You are sick, didn't you hear what I said? He is Elder Shi from My Love Valley, not from Qingyun Sect."

"Huh?" Ying Tianzhen frowned, "You betrayed the sect?"

"What does it mean to betray the sect? It's called freedom to leave the sect." Zhu Qianjue said disdainfully, "I have a strong power in Youqinggu. Isn't it normal for someone to leave the original power and join us?"

Ying Tianzhen has black lines all over his head.

Such a ridiculous reason, you can even say it.

He didn't bother to continue wrangling over such matters.

"You are proud enough to be able to hurt me. Next, you go to die." The fire of anger in Yingtian Zhenjun's heart was burning.

He was actually hurt by a junior, and the injury was not serious, which made it difficult for him to accept.

The only way to vent your anger is to kill them.

The Emperor Sword slashed down heavily again, with unparalleled majesty and power.

Seeing this, Shi Zhong took a natural step forward, raised the Dangtian Bell, and used the extremely thick soil, his whole body was like a solid mountain, blocking the emperor's sword.

hum! !

Terrible fluctuations shook out.

Shi Zhong took three steps back, but blocked the sword without hindrance.

Ying Tianzhen was shocked: "What!"

A Nascent Soul cultivator actually blocked his own sword.

He seemed to have forgotten that just now the heavy stone fell from the sky and severely injured him by using himself as a weapon, but he himself also hit the ground, but he was not injured at all.

This kind of defense is enough to defy the sky.

Shi Chong's eyes were full of determination.

He focused everything entirely on defense.

Because he wants to protect Qing Yunzong, protect all the people who want to protect, and he doesn't want his friends to be in danger again.

With such obsession, it seems that even the world is making way for him.

A wide avenue was clearly displayed in front of him.

Shi Zhong walked out of his own fairy road.

Ying Tianzhen Jun looked at Shi Zhong, and vaguely understood something, his face was gloomy and terrifying, his body exploded, and a storm of horror swept the audience: "Everyone die!"

He knew that the few people in front of him would all die.

Otherwise, every growth will bring huge troubles.

And just when he was about to make a move, he felt that the space around him froze again.

It's this feeling again.

It makes people seem to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch.

"What on earth is this?" Ying Tianzhen was furious.

If it wasn't for this force, he wouldn't have been hit head-on by Shi Zhong.

Zhu Qianjue manipulated the divine fire array to attack, his eyes were like flames, and he wanted to burn everything: "Who told you that there are only two of us?"

The monstrous sea of ​​fire rushed in, and the three kinds of divine fire alternately shone, as if separating life and death, yin and yang, and the world was flooded.

Mr. Ying Tianzhen only felt as if he was in the magma, and the skin all over his body was burned by the high temperature.

"what!"

Ying Tianzhen let out a low growl in pain.

Space shakes.

Avenue disorder.

Everything seemed to be flowing backwards with a low growl, and the flames seemed to be going backwards.

Such supernatural powers are indeed incomparable.

"As expected of a God of Transformation." Zhu Qianjue gritted his teeth, squeezed the magic art, and kept chanting mantras in his mouth, trying his best to control the divine fire: "Burn me!"

The flame finally suppressed heavily again.

Take the world by storm.

Burst out endless light.

Yingtian Zhenjun was swallowed by the monstrous sea of ​​flames.

"Huh..." Zhu Qianjue breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a success."

In the surrounding nothingness, a man with a calm expression, but possessed of Dao charm, raised his hands and raised his hands to radiate immortal light, came out, his eyes were extremely clear.

Fengshen is like jade, with a fairy appearance from the dust.

These eight characters may be the best words to describe him.

He is holding an extremely mysterious picture, which is full of inexplicable fluctuations, as if it can distort the Dao, it is obviously a rare treasure.

"Elder Yun, you did a great job." Zhu Qianjue praised.

Yun Zhilan nodded: "It's not bad. Fortunately, I have practiced to the eighth level of the Halloween Art, and I can exert [-]% of the power of the Halloween Picture. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to trap him."

He has been waiting in the dark.

The perfect timing of the two times successfully helped them defeat the cultivator of Huashen.

Shi Zhong and Yun Zhilan, under Zhu Qianjue's repeated invitation, became the elders of Youqinggu. The rescue operation this time can be said to be planned by the three of them.

And in the past three years, such a thing has apparently happened more than once.

The cooperation of the three can be said to be quite perfect.

At this moment, the spirit cocoon unfolded.

Xiaguang converges.

Ziyue appeared in the cocoon, her face was pale and her breath was messy, she forced herself to cheer up: "Thank you again for saving me this time."

"Sister Ziyue, what did you say?" Zhu Qianjue shook his head and said, "If it wasn't for sister, you broke his magic weapon, how could we have won."

Ziyue smiled, somewhat poignantly: "Let's go first."

The crowd nodded.

And just when everyone was about to leave.

The monstrous flames were suddenly torn apart, and a pair of huge hands filled with terrifying aura came down from the clouds, and a grand and shocking voice like a god came.

"You think you can kill me like this?"