Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 686 Witch's Journey, Goodbye Beauty (5.2K guarantee)

"Lang is a seven-foot man who stands upright. I don't want Fairy Chen to be bullied. Even if I gamble on the fortune of the clan today, I will protect you well!"

Lang Hetong stared at the beautiful face of the woman in red with a fascinated expression.

"Brother Tong, since they can't be born on the same day, it's fine to die on the same day."

The woman in red was greatly moved, raised her beautiful eyes slightly and shouted.

And the dozens of juniors in the Lang family all lowered their heads and bit their lips involuntarily, their expressions changed drastically.

They couldn't figure out that the Supreme Elder, who was usually very talented and had married sixteen beautiful concubines, would fight with his brother's family for a foundation-establishing female cultivator.

Even at the expense of dispatching all the mainstays in the clan.

"You witch!"

Seeing that his former friend was obsessed with obsession, the eagle-nosed monk finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said loudly:

"Lang Hetong, because of the fact that you rescued me twice in the mouth of a monster, Hu spent all his personal wealth and invited a senior for you."

As soon as he said this, he bowed his waist and cupped his fists towards the distance, and said respectfully: "Senior Dong, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Then, everyone smelled the elegant peony fragrance, and a graceful woman flew down from the top of an iceberg.

This woman is full of charm, and her frown and smile are truly charming.

The Foundation Establishment junior with a lower cultivation level couldn't help but look away, unable to move for a long time.

"The real Caixuan!"

Lang Hetong trembled all over, and couldn't help protecting the woman in red behind her back.

Dong Caixuan, a Jindan cultivator in the nearby waters.

After breaking the golden elixir, this woman took her boudoir name as her dao name.

Daoist Caixuan has a deceptive physique, and has spoiled many male cultivators in recent years.

Her reputation is very mediocre, Lang Hetong couldn't understand why the Hu family paid a high price to hire her.

"Hehe, Xiao Junlang is quite infatuated."

Seeing Lang and Tong vowing to defend the appearance of the woman in red to the death, Dong Caixuan covered her mouth and chuckled.

Amidst the silver bell-like tone, she suddenly focused her eyes on the woman in red and said, "Little guy, raise your head!"

"If you want to kill, kill, this junior has decided to go to the underworld with Fairy Chen to meet again."

Lang Hetong said boldly and coldly.

He could see it.

The Hu family invited Dong Caixuan, but they were not allowed to let them go.

Under the watchful eyes of the monks in the middle stage of Jindan, his little Yuandan had no choice but to perish.

He is not afraid of death.

It's just a pity that I met Fairy Chen too late, and I didn't have the chance to kiss Fangze.

"Hehe, look at this handsome young man, he has been enchanted by someone and doesn't even know it."

Smiling at the two people and horses, Dong Caixuan pointed a little jade, and suddenly beat two gold and silver petals to Lang Hetong's ears.

The next moment, the petals spread out without wind, turning into streamers of light and blending into his head.

At the same time, a trace of struggle appeared on Lang Hetong's face, and he immediately became horrified again.

Then, showing some confusion, he fled away from the woman in red and took a few steps back.

"Fellow Daoist Lang, it really is this witch who planted spells for you!"

The eagle-nosed monk surnamed Hu and the clansmen on both sides were overjoyed when they saw this.

"Woooooooo..."

At this moment, the woman in red crouched down weirdly with her head in her arms, crying unexpectedly.

Lang Hetong felt a pain in his heart, and said in a complicated tone: "Fairy Chen, Mr. Lang is sincere to you, why bother!"

At this moment, although his words were still full of nostalgia, they carried a trace of murderous intent.

What made him even more puzzled was that the other party was only in the Foundation Establishment Realm, what method did he use to control him?

"She has concealed her cultivation, and her real realm is even higher than yours, Xiao Junlang."

Dong Caixuan seemed to be very interested in Lang Hetong, who looked handsome, so she asked her specially.

"Thank you, Master, for your pointers!"

Lang Hetong's heart skipped a beat, and his slender fingers crossed his forehead.

Could it be a blessing in disguise today, and climb up to this unrestrained female senior?
"Surround her!"

The big man surnamed Hu snorted coldly, and dozens of monks immediately wrapped up the woman in red in the center.

"Brother Lang, let me call you that for the last time."

The girl in red was sobbing on her shoulders, and slowly raised her head.

The eyes of the beautiful woman imprinted in front of her are like lacquer paint, delicate and exquisite, so bright that it cannot be seen.

There are a string of fluorescent marks on her cheeks, I really feel pity for her.

"Heck, the little girl still doesn't forget to confuse people's hearts when she is about to die."

Dong Caixuan's waist trembled while laughing, and she said softly: "Leave her to me, you will step back."

"Senior, can you keep a whole body of him, the junior is short of a maid puppet serving tea and water."

Lang Hetong said cautiously.

"Heck, you are the most heartless!"

Hearing this, Dong Caixuan nodded, and flew towards the woman in red with cold eyes.

She faintly felt that there was something strange about this girl.

When she had just cracked the ecstasy technique, there was a scent of refreshing bamboo that spread, which almost affected her.

"Dong Yaonu, do you know who my master is!"

The woman in red wiped away her tears and said confidently.

"Ok?"

Dong Caixuan couldn't help stopping her figure, and when she was about to open her mouth to test, she was horrified to find that her lower abdomen was in severe pain and blood was profuse.

And the golden elixir she cultivated so hard has been inexplicably separated.

And it was easily pierced by a fuzzy insect limb, and then stretched back, it was put into the mouth full of fangs and chewed.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

The ear-piercing broken sound was accompanied by Dong Caixuan's screams, and an inconspicuous Zhang Xu monster shot out from the crack in the snow.

"Fifth Tier...Fifth Tier Monster Beast!"

Dong Caixuan regretted and hated at the same time, and the last consciousness on the way of cultivation also disappeared in an instant.

Blood rained down in the sky.

"Instantly killing Jindan Daoist?"

The monks of the Lang family and the Hu family were frightened, their hands and feet trembled, and they rushed away.

"Uncle Big Hui, Fuyao is still planning to fight Yaoyao Dong."

The woman in red turned around and flew onto the insect's back, mumbling slightly dissatisfied.

"Master, when he sees Jindan monks in the Yuandan realm, he will be humble and wait for the opportunity to escape."

Dahui shook the icicles off his body, and said in a confident tone: "You really can't beat her."

"According to your description, Uncle Big Hui, Shizun Yuan Dan is not very powerful."

Cursing her red lips, Chen Fuyao pointed to the fastest flying figure and said: "My house is short of a servant puppet with footwashing water at one end, Brother Tong, don't run away!"

After she finished speaking, her figure flashed several times, and a short crystal green bamboo suddenly appeared in the sky, and it ruthlessly fell towards the man.

"Too vengeful, this monk just said one thing..."

Da Hui shook his head, staring at the dozens of monks fleeing in all directions, and coldly raised the bug clamp.

In front of the fifth-order monsters, the human race whose highest is no more than the Yuan Dan stage, even escaping is an extravagant hope.

……

The killing on Bingshan Island lasted for more than ten breaths.

Before the half stick of incense was burned out, Chen Fuyao had already carried a dying man dripping with blood back to the spot.

"The Hu family."

"The Lang family."

Chen Fuyao took out a small palm-sized notebook made of sapphire from his bosom, and carefully crossed out two lines.

After Da Hui sneaked a glance, he couldn't help but twitched violently.

I saw that there were hundreds of forces densely recorded in that booklet.

"Who else was chasing me back then?"

With a green bamboo branch in her mouth, Chen Fuyao thought for a long time before her eyebrows curved and said: "By the way, when I first entered Yuan Dan, the old man Mu from the Fire Worship Palace once hit me with a brick magic weapon!"

"Girl, you have too many enemies and have confused your records. The boy surnamed Mu is clearly driving a brown poisonous knife."

Dahui reminded quietly from the side.

Dozens of years ago, it was ordered by its master, Chen Ping, to protect Chen Fuyao's cultivation in the northern region of Fancang.

But it was never expected that before the owner came, the army of beast tide invaded the sea area.

There are as many as sixty fifth-order monsters leading the way, and there are many late-stage and peak-level monsters.

Da Hui felt that he was outnumbered, so he had no choice but to go against his master's instructions and quietly take Fu Yuanyuan to the relatively stable southern region.

At the beginning, Chen Fuyao was relatively quiet.

But since breaking through Yuan Dan, the little girl's ability to cause trouble has improved rapidly.

Often hollow out a Zongmen medicine garden, or dig out spiritual herbs planted by others.

Foundation establishment forces, Yuan Dan forces, Jin Dan forces... the more they provoke, the bigger they become.

This leads to more and more creatures who want to put them to death.

Actually, Chen Fuyao can't be blamed for causing trouble.

It takes a lot of high-level spiritual bamboo to cultivate the exclusive supernatural power of the spiritual root of the fairy bamboo.

There wasn't enough spirit stones, so I had to borrow fellow daoists to make up for it.

As a spiritual pet that has been with its master for hundreds of years, Dahui understands very well.

What's more, it and Fuyao basically killed monks with malicious intentions and a bad reputation, which can be regarded as punishing rape and eliminating evil.

Of course, the category of "bad guy" is defined according to the master's old standards.

Otherwise, how could there be so many crooked ways on the surface!
"Brother Lang, farewell."

For a moment of Dahui's contemplation, Chen Fuyao was clean and neat, shattering the soul of the handsome male cultivator.

"I don't know how to make puppets, and I will ask Master to cast spells in the future."

Put Lang and Tong's corpses into the storage ring, Chen Fuyao said to himself.

Dahui shook the worm horn silently.

If it was not clear that the master did not give birth to a direct bloodline, it once considered Fu Yao as its own daughter.

"Uncle Big Hui, let's collect the treasure houses of the two families!"

Chen Fuyao jumped on the back of the insect, a trace of excitement flashed across her eyes.

"I have a message for you."

Da Hui shook his head, and said mysteriously: "The Phaseless Formation Sect will hold a grand ceremony soon to celebrate Xu Daoqing's breakthrough to transform into a god."

"What does this have to do with us?"

Chen Fuyao frowned and asked back.

She didn't dare to make up her mind about the property of the power of transforming gods.

"Do you think, with the master's temperament, would he turn a blind eye to such a good opportunity to manifest himself?"

Da Hui said in a firm tone: "After such a long time, the master's supernatural power must be overwhelming. I bet, he will definitely join in the fun."

"Why are you looking for him?"

When Chen Fuyao heard it, she muttered in frustration like a grass ball without a capsule.

The impression that the master left on her was that she either ordered her to retreat all the year round, or taught her endlessly.

How can it be as comfortable and comfortable as traveling alone in the Southern Territory.

"Master has a lot of treasures."

After a pause, Dahui screamed: "If you act coquettishly and sell miserably, the high-level spirit bamboo will be found, why bother to search everywhere."

"He's not generous."

Chen Fuyao said depressedly, but still said to Dahui: "Let's go, let's go to Wuxianghai."

After decades of separation, she actually missed that unsmiling old guy a little bit.

"Haw!"

Dahui yelled happily, piercing through the clouds and entering the sea, ignoring the rapid loss of the demon's spiritual power and flying with his head buried.

……

The sea breeze is salty and wet.

On this day, the calm sea view was broken by a white "island" driving at high speed.

A moment ago, the island was clearly still thousands of miles away.

But in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the other side of the sea.

The coercion emanating faintly made the deep sea monsters tremble with fear, not daring to show their heads.

"Unfortunately, this is not the exclusive treasure of this seat."

At the highest point of the island, a purple-robed man stepped on a dense spiritual tree and sighed heavily.

Qingya Hailing City!
The whole body is made of nine sixth-order golden silk giant wood.

The accumulation of Qing Yazong's thousands of years was consumed before and after it was finally finalized.

Chen Ping had seen the Sea Spirit City owned by the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

But in terms of strength, it is clear that the Qingya is higher.

As far as he knows, there is no ranking after Hailing City.

However, due to the differences in materials, input formations, etc., there are still not small differences.

Of course, the city of Hailing is not a "behemoth" that swallows spirit stones.

First of all, the consumption speed of the best spirit stone can be greatly reduced through the blessing of the array.

Furthermore, if a high-level monk with suitable attributes can inject mana to assist navigation.

For example, Deng Rou, a female cultivator in the late Yuanying period of Qing Yazong.

She was in charge of coordinating the entire voyage from the very beginning because she practiced metal sex exercises to match Hailing City.

In this way, generally within [-] to [-] miles, there is no need to replace top-grade spirit stones.

Moreover, the use of Sea Spirit City this time is a special case.

Usually, the Qingya is either full of guests from various sea areas, or holds a large auction.

Only relying on the commissioned profits, Qing Yazong can offset the loss and make a lot of money at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, will you sell it or not?"

Chen Ping stomped his feet and asked Ma Aoqian.

"What do you mean, senior?"

Behind him, Ma Aoqian replied slightly puzzled.

"This seat intends to exchange the Qingya number with Guizong with the three-headed fifth-level top-quality puppets."

Chen Ping said with a smile.

"This……"

After listening, Ma Aoqian's breath was stagnant, and he showed an ugly smile: "I'm sorry, Senior Chen, the Qingya number is left over from the ancestors, and the younger generation and even all the juniors and sisters can't decide."

At the same time, he nervously controlled the formation in Hailing City.

If this person turned his face brazenly, he Qingya Zong Yuanying would not die tragically in an instant.

"Chen can marry Jinlan with you."

"When I break through to become a god in the future, your Qingya Sect's sphere of influence will expand by at least ten times!"

Turning his head, Chen Ping said flatly.

He really likes the city of Hailing.

Even if Ma Aoqian's asking price is a few percent higher, it doesn't matter.

How much time is saved by off-the-shelf stuff.

"younger generation……"

Ma Aoqian was taken aback when he heard the words, and was quite moved.

If he swore to the monk in front of him, his status in Fan Canghai would probably be second only to those few two or three.

However, after careful consideration, the interests of the sect still had the upper hand, and he refused again respectfully.

Some things are indeed more important than a personal path.

"Hehe, then assume that I didn't ask."

Shaking his head, Chen Ping said disappointedly.

He wasn't about to rob.

The fellow Taoists of Qing Yazong were very respectful and never hated him.

In addition, the closer he is to Huashen, the more he has a kind of leisurely cloud and wild crane, the change of six clean roots.

In the past, Qing Yazong probably no longer existed.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ma once fought against the Wraith Sky Sparrow on the frontline battlefield, please describe it for me."

Then, Chen Ping said solemnly.

His supernatural powers are infinitely close to the early stage of becoming a god.

There is always a hunch that they will face the Wraith Sky Sparrow in the near future.

Know yourself and the enemy, not to mention winning every battle, the chances of winning will always be a little higher.

"The younger generation knows the way of everything."

Ma Aoqian, who saved the city of Hailing, clasped his fists gratefully, and then started talking.

……

About half an hour later.

Chen Ping stared straight at a sea of ​​colorful clouds in a daze.

Tianque was pinned to death on Winghun Mountain, and the powerhouses of all ethnic groups contributed a lot.

More than a dozen confrontations were extremely brutal.

Sometimes, the alliance side even took the lives of the fifth-order peak creatures to contend.

Tianque's real body was also severely injured several times and had to return to his lair.

This reminded Chen Ping of Jin Zhaoheng back then.

He who grew up extremely fast was once blocked by the Broken Star Gate and was continuously seriously injured.

In the end, it was not until he Chen Ping rose that he overturned the situation.

"Are you counting on me again?"

Chen Ping laughed at himself, not knowing whether he was happy or worried.

Sky Sparrow's soul path rules are no small matter.

Countless fifth-level masters were beheaded by one of his soul skills.

If it wasn't for the fact that Zhenzong had a true heavenly spiritual treasure that was also a soul, the alliance race would not have dared to fight Tianque at all.

"Senior Chen, with the real body of Tianque as the main material, maybe you can build a city of sea spirits."

Ma Aoqian said cautiously.

The wars that lasted for hundreds of years have caused countless geniuses to fall from the human race.

He hoped that the big monk in front of him would join forces with Xu Daoqing to completely eradicate the cancer in the troubled sea area.

"As for the small body of Tianque, the spirit ship is about the same."

With a snort and a laugh, Chen Ping's whole body was levitated out of thin air with a flourish of green light.

Then, a lush and luxurious crown flew above the head.

He stepped on the canopy step by step.

The surrounding branches are bent and approached, forming a throne that is ten feet wide.

Sitting down calmly, Chen Ping flicked his sleeves a little, and a huge black tiger tens of feet high flew out.

"There are only [-] miles away from the Zhenzong, and the Qingyazong can't create a show, so I have to do it myself."

After muttering a word, Chen Ping flicked his fingers, and the mighty giant tiger roared with thunder, and the reins around his neck pulled the city of Hailing.

Spread the four hooves, chasing the wind and covering the moon.

"A sixth-order puppet!"

Ma Aoqian stood in the same place in shock, and said tremblingly: "It... is it that poor and strange old demon on the side with Tianque?"

Gently nodding his head, Chen Ping Gujing calmly said: "This beast is raging in my homeland, and I killed it when I saw it."

"hiss……"

Ma Aoqian's expression was completely dull.

A majestic Nascent Soul cultivator showed an uncontrollable excitement.

The Qiongqi Demon Emperor rarely showed up, but he also slaughtered a batch of creatures of various races.

He asked why the other sixth-order monster of the monster clan has not been born for a long time in recent years.

It turned out that it had been captured by the man in front of him and made into a puppet!
At the same time, dozens of Qing Yazong monks in the cabin looked at the vicious Qiongqi puppet one after another.

The responses were surprisingly unanimous.

Shock and fear!
……

Although the Western Regions are not very far away from Minghun Mountain.

However, due to the gathering of great supernatural beings from various ethnic groups, it is a bit more stable compared to other sea areas.

Xu Daoqing's Spiritual Venerable Ceremony is a grand event for the Fancang human race for thousands of years.

Groups of forces, large and small, rushed in.

For a moment, Wuxianghai became extremely lively.

When the Qingya sailed into the sea, a large spiritual ship with the banner of Zhenzong was floating on the sea to receive guests from all sides.

On the deck, a woman in a green dress and a white dress stood quietly.

"is her!"

Chen Ping, whose spiritual consciousness covered all directions, raised his eyebrows, then let out a strange laugh, and sent out a teasing sound transmission more than four thousand miles away.

"Dare to ask, in the star realm, where is the Nirvana Dao Body ranked?"

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