God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 2530

The corner of the elder brother's mouth twitched.

Seeing Mr. Gui's usual aloof appearance, he never expected to do such a thing.

fifth.

sixth.

Seventh.

One after another, the swords flew towards the air.

The sky turned into ink, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Only when the purple lightning strikes, can there be a glimmer of light.

That is to say, the disciples of Cangqi Peak are going through the tribulation in the air, and the lightning does not directly strike the ground.Otherwise, the entire Holy Pill Pool would probably be destroyed.

At this time, a white arc flashed.

Yue Qingcheng asked in surprise: "Jiujiu, why are you here?"

Jiujiu took out a paper crane from the storage ring hanging around his neck.

Yue Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, at this time, who sent her the letter?

"Senior Dan?"

She was a little suspicious, opened it, and it turned out that she was asked to go to a dinner party again, and it was said that it was invited by the master of Hualong Sect.

Yue Qingcheng quickly replied: I am crossing the catastrophe.

"Jiujiu, you go back to Jingyuan first. Maybe he will write again."

The little white tiger responded.

But suddenly, he was restrained by a force and thrown into the sky.

The man said concisely, "Go and carry the thunder."

Yue Qingcheng squinted at him, "It's almost done."

Ghost Xiao said: "It's still far away, it's too weak."

What a waste. He had practiced it a few times when he was in Xia Guo, but he was only able to condense spirit crystals until now.

Roar--

On the other side, the little white tiger didn't grow bigger.

It's very smart, if it gets bigger, the chance of being hit by Thunder Calamity is too high.

But it cannot escape.

That dead man who has taken over his master will surely bring it back again.

He cursed the dead man 180 times in his heart, and it didn't have time to think anymore, jumping around in the gap between the thunder pillars.

"Roar--"

The tiger stumbled, alas, was hit.

The little white tiger fell to the ground.

Yue Qingcheng's little heart was lifted up, and she was relieved when she found that it was not injured, but its fur was black.

However, she also feels distressed.

She glanced at the man next to her, "I like Jiujiu's hair the most, what are you doing?"

If this continues, the little white tiger's noble, shiny, fluffy and delicate white hair must be plucked out.

Looking at the white figure that didn't back down, and rushed to the sky after falling, Gui Xiao had a rare look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It can accept it, what can't you accept? It's gone, as long as it lasts."

He paused, serious, "From now on, you'll just like our children so much."

Yue Qingcheng didn't want to talk to him for the time being.

Of course, he was doing business right now, so he didn't have much free time to talk nonsense.

Concerned about the lives of those ants, Gui Xiao slowed down the speed of refining the weapon.

At the same time, the spirit sword that survived the thunder disaster landed and flew to Yue Qingcheng's side.

An extremely small short sword, held in his hand, looks like a short dagger.

A little cool, just like the master who forged it.

However, this is not the point. What Yue Qingcheng is puzzled about is that it is quite big in the air.

Ghost Xiao said: "Try injecting strength."

Yue Qingcheng held it, and injected spiritual power.

For the rest, he doesn't need to explain, the flow of spiritual power has already told Yue Qingcheng how to control the sword.

Swish!

The sword, which was still small in the pocket, suddenly became longer and bigger, and the whole body was snow-white, with a light white mist floating around it.

What's more amazing is that there are mysterious lines flowing on the body of the sword, which makes people feel incomprehensible.

It's really high-end.

Also like that man.

Yue Qingcheng glanced at him, and this sword tip should not be underestimated.At that time, how she will pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger is completely inconsistent with her usual "low-key" style.

She tilted her sword sideways and swiped lightly.

The sword glow flashed, leaving a glaring crack on the ground in front of him.

She was a little surprised.

But when she noticed that gaze was on her, she said harshly, "It's not bad."

(End of this chapter)