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Chapter 135 Jindan supernatural powers (two in one please subscribe!)

Yuwen Chenghuai let out a long breath of relief.

The boiling blood surrounded him like smoke, and even his eyes were stained with a trace of scarlet during his mouth, nose and breath.

In front of him, the originally sturdy figure of the big man became extremely thin, and his thick skeleton supported the empty clothes.

His skin is wrinkled like an old man, and there are patches of black spots, his exuberant blood is like a candle in the wind, and his gray hair is like ashes after burning vegetation.

The big man has run out of oil and his lamp is dry.

At this moment, his body crashed to the ground, looking up at the sky dully, his anger gradually leaving his body, waiting for death to come.

"The blood energy of this domineering cultivator is really extraordinary. I just refined it a little, and I felt the impulse that I haven't seen for a long time."

Yuwen Chenghuai looked at the big man with ugly face and shriveled body, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Are you still alive? The vitality of the overlord body is so strong, let me give you one last ride!"

Whoosh!
The wind howled.

A figure came quickly.

Yuwen Chenghuai looked up, his face changed.

"How did you find me?"

What he used just now was the life-saving talisman bestowed by his grandfather, the streamer talisman, which instantly transformed into a streamer. It is exaggerated to travel thousands of miles, but there is still a distance of hundreds of miles.

With such a long distance, not to mention the Jindan Daoist, even the spiritual sense of the Great Cultivator Nascent Soul would not be able to find him immediately.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have plotted against the big man so reassuringly.

But he didn't expect to be found anyway. He checked himself and Dong Bao early in the morning and found no tricks.

Otherwise, the anti-tracking magic weapon on his body would have given an early warning.

Fang Chang stood in mid-air, and when the white tiger was thrown down, it quickly grew in size, landed with a bang, and roared at the young man.

Just a little lack of energy, like a sick tiger.

And Tie Zhu was wearing a pink fringed dress, but both long sleeves had been crumbled to pieces, revealing two arms as tender and white as lotus roots.

At this moment, she was holding her small fists, looking indifferently, looking down at the young man.

"I almost lost it after being chased, but you can run pretty well?"

Fang Chang looked at the young man with a sneer.

Although the big man got rid of his tricks immediately, the distracting thoughts in his mind are like dust in the air. It seems that the window is clean, but it still needs to be wiped from time to time to ensure the purity of the mind.

Therefore, as soon as he seduced the demon, he immediately had a reaction.

Especially not long ago, the sense suddenly increased sharply, and his sense, which was still somewhat vague, suddenly became stable.

But seeing the scene in front of him, he understood.

The person who desperately guards him refines himself with a backhand, and no hatred will come from his heart.

Yuwen Chenghuai didn't seem to see the sarcasm on Fang Chang's face, but smiled and said:
"Actually, we don't have much hatred. A misunderstanding, why bother to fight endlessly?"

"I slightly offended Ms. Dongdong with my words. I apologize to her. As for what compensation is needed, please feel free to speak up."

Fang Chang looked a little moved: "Really give me any compensation?"

Yu Wencheng sneered in his heart, but still smiled on the surface: "Naturally, a man from my Yuwen family can't catch up with a word once he speaks."

Fang Chang looked expectant and said: "Then you can just pay me a thousand or eight hundred high-grade spirit stones. I don't want too much. Give me three eights. The number is auspicious and has meaning."

"You are such a big son, you should have leaks in your fingers."

Yuwen Chenghuai's face darkened, but he still gritted his teeth and said with a smile:
"Going out in a hurry, I didn't bring so many spirit stones, why don't you change the conditions."

If there are so many spirit stones on his body, Jindan Daoist has invited them to kill you in minutes, you bastard!
Fang Chang shook his head, with a disappointed expression on his face: "You are not good at being a young master, you have no money, how dare you come out to pick up girls."

"All right, I'll make do with it. If you don't have any spirit stones, give me a magic weapon. If you want a low-level magic weapon, I'm looking down on you. You can just give me a middle-level magic weapon."

I'd rather you despise me.

Yuwen Chenghuai saw the disgust on Fang Chang's face, and felt that his Yuwen family's surname was ashamed with him.

wrong!

Yuwen Chenghuai reacted.

Don't say he doesn't have it, if he really does, he won't give me a low-grade magic weapon.

This is more than a thousand eight hundred high-grade spirit stones!
Knowing that the Huolong Taoist of the Fire Dragon Sect has refined a low-grade magic weapon, he intends to invite the entire Annan Dao monks to participate in his treasure viewing meeting.

If it hadn't been preempted by Taoist Qingniu's Golden Elixir Ceremony, his Treasure Watching Conference would have been the most important event in Annan Road in recent years.

It is enough to see the preciousness of the magic weapon.

Yuwen Chenghuai secretly buckled up a magic talisman, forced a smile and said:
"Your Excellency, it is better to change the actual conditions, otherwise it will be difficult for us to continue talking."

If it wasn't for his inferior form, how could he have been so angry.

Fang Chang showed a look of reluctance:

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you don't have the money to pretend to be with me, okay, I'll take a step back, the mirror on your chest is pretty good, I reluctantly accept it as an apology."

Yu Wencheng restrained his smile, and said coldly: "Is there nothing to talk about?"

Fang Chang didn't answer this time, and a trick of the devil struck him.

"Talk to me with your life, don't you know that I have compulsive love delusions, dare to provoke me?!"

At the same time, Tie Zhu's long-prepared spirit technique also smashed down, and she saw the five-colored light rotating on her chest, and then a black divine light spewed out from her mouth.

The Five Elements Revolving Divine Light!

And the white tiger that fell to the ground also let out a tiger roar, and a golden glow appeared on the tiger's claws, and one claw fell down.

In the blink of an eye, the three parties attacked together.

But Yuwen Chenghuai, who had been secretly on guard for a long time, still reacted in time. The magic talisman in his hand was activated, and a phantom of a golden bell instantly protected his body, and the light and shadow of a mirror lit up on his chest.

clang!
The golden bell trembled violently, and the white tiger flew out again, a pair of tiger claws directly shattered the nails, and the iron pillar's five-element rotation divine light hit the golden bell, seemingly silently, but it hit the golden bell A black spot appeared.

When the light spots dissipated, Jin Zhong's phantom actually became much dimmer.

If the young man hadn't bragged, only a Jindan real person could break through the defense of this golden bell, then Tie Zhu's divine light power at this moment would have been close to the power of a Jindan real person's attack.

And under Fang Chang's persistent attack, a crack finally appeared on the protective mirror on Yu Wencheng's chest.

Seeing this, he looked shocked and angry:
"You really want to stay with me forever. I have a blood curse planted by my grandfather on my body. If you dare to kill me, the blood curse will be planted on you, and you will never be able to escape from now on!"

Now he only hates himself for coveting comfort and learning the method of nourishing and nourishing the magic way.

Between the beds, although he can fight ten of them, but in battle, he lacks fighting skills and can only be beaten passively.

Otherwise, how can people be bullied so far.

On the contrary, he has an evil spiritual technique that can arouse human desires, which can distract people in battle, and some monks with weak willpower will even undress on the spot.

But in the face of an enemy who possesses the secret technique of spiritual attack, if he dares to use such a spiritual technique, he will be sure to try it out, and it will be a good counterattack.

Of course, Fang Chang knew that this second generation of immortals must have such a means of revenge, but he ate the curse that was planted on Li Hu's body as a snack.

It doesn't matter if the blood curse is a little more powerful, this is what he is least afraid of.

"So much nonsense, if you don't die, whoever dies!"

Fang Chang exhausted his energy, and threw out the master-level tricks like money.

This spirit technique is not a special battle spirit technique, but more of a long-term guidance. It is the purpose of this spirit technique to cultivate demons in other people's hearts.

Hurting people's souls is just an incidental attribute, so the power is naturally not too strong.

But Fang Chang's quality is not enough, so the quantity comes together.

The protective mirror on the young man's chest finally broke, and the light and shadow of that mirror shattered and turned into tiny white spots of light.

And the silent Tie Zhu exerted all his strength, and finally smashed the golden bell protecting the young man.

If Fang Chang used the identification technique to look at Tie Zhu at this moment, he would find that the spiritual energy in her body was dropping rapidly.

All the aura contained in a whole high-grade spirit stone was shot out by her as a divine light.

This is probably the racial advantage of Tie Zhu.

She can have an external spiritual source, even after giving birth to spirituality, this characteristic has not changed, which means that her endurance is far superior to that of monks of the same level.

Because it is absolutely impossible for other monks to absorb spirit stones so violently, and they do not have this ability. After all, the meridians of the human body have an upper limit of carrying capacity.

But Tie Zhu didn't have to worry about this problem at all.

Yuwen Chenghuai showed despair.

As early as the moment he saw Fang Chang chasing him, he had already sent a distress signal to the monks in the local Tiance Mansion.

But he didn't expect Fang Chang to break through his double defense so quickly.

"I can't die here, I'm still so young, I still have a bright future, and I want to inherit the glory of the Yuwen family!"

Yu Wencheng shouted unwillingly in his heart.

Originally, he was accompanied by a big man who is proficient in body training, and he has the double protection of the protective mirror and the indestructible golden bell talisman, plus the streamer talisman that can escape in an instant.

Not to mention his background, as long as he doesn't want to offend the Yuwen family, even if he has gone too far, at most he can teach him a lesson.

But he happened to meet Fang Chang.

Fang Chang was still that suspicious black-hearted boy in his heart, and the moment he decided not to compromise, he almost thought about the scene where he would bring his grandfather to take revenge in the future.

So since he decided to make a move, it was absolutely impossible to give him any chance.

Yuwen Chenghuai seemed to see the fiery light in front of him, and he would melt under the light, ending his short life.

Then he felt something beating out of his dantian.

That familiar power!

Yuwen Chenghuai blurted out, "Grandpa!"

A huge force enveloped him, and an illusory figure slowly rose up. The figure was a middle-aged Confucian scholar in his fifties, with a three-foot beard.

With a wave of his sleeves, he blocked all the attacks on the young man, then looked in Fang Chang's direction, and said a word lightly.

"punish!"

It was as if the words followed, and when the Confucian scholar said the words, a spear that looked like a pen was lifted into the air and attacked Fang Chang at top speed.

Confucianism Cultivator's Golden Core Supernatural Power - Words and Pens!
Then the Confucian didn't even look at it, the light and shadow enveloped the young man, and disappeared suddenly, leaving only a faint word.

"escape!"

In the messy scene, only Fang Chang who was facing the golden core supernatural power was left alone.

"Boiled!"

At this moment, Fang Chang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he only had time to say a word, and then the spear came into close contact with him.

It was like being hit head-on by a mountain.

The phantom of a layer of spiritual armor on his body surface——spiritual armor!

It is not the spiritual armor that was in a damaged state before, but the spiritual armor that has been restored to its full power after being repaired by a professional refiner.

But in the face of Jindan Daoist's Jindan supernatural power, this layer of spiritual armor is not much harder than a wooden plank, almost the moment it hits, the phantom of the spiritual armor quickly shatters.

And behind him, he heard a piercing sound.

It was like fingernails scratching on lacquered wood, which was extremely harsh and disgusting. It was the sound of the body of the Lingyuan Armor being crushed by the spear.

"This is so ridiculous."

Fang Chang no longer kept it, and the true essence in his dantian exploded one by one, his mana was dyed a layer of blue, but under this spear, the mana shield was still fragile.

"elder brother!"

At this moment, Fang Chang saw a petite figure rushing towards him.

She kicked herself away vigorously, with her small palm, grabbed the phantom of the spear that was almost as thick as her arm, and pulled it out violently, and then there was a loud boom in the sky.

The phantom of the spear exploded, and the huge shock wave hit him far away. He turned over a dozen somersaults in mid-air, and then hit a boulder, embedding a human-shaped groove.

For a while.

Fang Chang pulled out his arm from the stone, and felt pain all over his body. He shook his head, some gravel fell from his head, and his thoughts gradually recovered.

"It was Tie Zhu who saved me just now?"

"Iron pillar!"

"younger sister!"

Fang Chang looked at the direction where the spear exploded just now, and looked down. Not far away, a scorched figure was curled up on the ground, almost invisible.

"Boiled!"

Fang Chang hurriedly flew towards the figure, and saw that the cassock on Tie Zhu's body was torn into shape, more than half of his long black hair was burnt, his eyes were closed tightly, and half of his face was completely disfigured and scorched red.

Especially on her arms, there was hardly a piece of good flesh, revealing the purple skeleton inside, but no blood flowed out.

"Nima's!"

Fang Chang picked up Tie Zhu and forced himself to calm down.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"Tie Zhu is not an ordinary person, he didn't die so easily."

With trembling palms, Fang Chang poured out a mana-recovering elixir from the pill bottle and swallowed it.

Then he began to forcibly operate the exercises, only to feel that the injured meridians just now were like burning pain, and finally a ray of mana emerged from the dantian.

There is more and more mana generated, and then the true energy begins to recover.

"Appraisal, you can't lie to me."

The true essence spread out, Fang Chang's mana was covered with a layer of cyan brilliance, and then fell into Tie Zhu's body.

Like rain falling on dry earth.

The scorched skin on Tie Zhu's body fell off piece by piece, the muscles that had disappeared gradually became fuller, and a faint electric arc began to beat on the purple bones.

It was Fang Chang's true essence trait - repairing puppet!
Fang Chang had experimented on ordinary puppets before, but found that it was not working. Later, he wanted to experiment on Tie Zhu, but he didn't have the heart to do it.

But I didn't expect that the first time it was used on the right path, it would be such a tragic scene.

Fang Chang saw that his mana could really heal Tie Zhu's injury, his mind suddenly relaxed, and his face finally stopped being tense.

He didn't dare to slack off, he continued to swallow the elixir, recovered his mana and essence, and continued to deliver mana to the iron pillar.

As for the white tiger puppet who was at a low point when he debuted, he dragged his body without claws and fangs, silently guarding the two of them.

(End of this chapter)