Reborn City Supreme

Chapter 949 Rain God
Seeing these junior sisters, Yang Qingyu, the god of rain, couldn't help but shook his head, and also followed Lin Xiao's pace.

At this time, Lin Xiao still didn't know his current charm, so he had no choice. They had no chance to go out in this ancient secret realm. However, none of the male disciples here were promising, but there were a large number of female disciples who became famous. true biography.

As a result, this branch was a bit yin and yang, but the appearance of Lin Xiao naturally became the favorite object of each of these female disciples.

With good looks, responsibility, and temperament, especially a bit of wildness, the most important thing is that he has the qualifications of evildoers, and he will undoubtedly be a rich and handsome existence in the future.

The majestic and ancient building looks like another copy of Jiuyuan Palace. In Lin Xiao's opinion, it is too uncreative. At least you should add some other elements. It will remain unchanged and stubborn.

"Does this place look like the Jiuyuan Palace outside?" Yang Qingyu's voice came from behind, as if answering Lin Xiao's questions in his heart.

"The reason why this place is exactly the same is because the master who built it died, and this place was built by his apprentice himself."

Lin Xiao was taken aback.

"Dead, how could he die?"

Yang Qingyu covered her mouth and laughed straight away, because Lin Xiao's expression was like a fool at this time, with a dull expression, dull eyes, and a big mouth, with saliva left at the corner of the mouth, as if it was about to come out Same.

"As long as you beat me, I'll tell you." Yang Qingyu stood on the square with a calm voice and looked at Lin Xiao with haughty eyes.

Her clothes were shaking unceasingly due to the wind, and there seemed to be a god behind Yang Qingyu.

"Will you win?"

Lin Xiao smiled slightly, and before Yang Qingyu could react, he took a long stride towards her in the air, and turned his palm into a fist, blasting towards Yang Qingyu's lower abdomen like lightning.

When Yang Qingyu saw Lin Xiao who was in front of him in an instant, his pupils shrank for a while, and he had no time to respond, so he had to block the punch with his hands.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao immediately turned his fist into a palm, changed his trajectory, and slapped her chest with his palm.

"Wow, senior brother is about to use a unique move." A male disciple below saw his blood boiling, as if the hand that was about to pat Yang Qingyu's chest was his.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyu also gave a light mouthful: "Rogue." Then he withdrew his hands and put them on his chest.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao smiled slightly, was he just fooled like this?

Sure enough, seeing Lin Xiao's weird smile, Yang Qingyu knew that he had been fooled.

"Soldiers never tire of cheating. If it is on the battlefield of decisive killing, I am already dead."

Lin Xiao gave him a chance, took his palm away from Yang Qingyu's face, and said with a smile.

"I owe you my life." Vermilion lips moved slightly, and the voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Lin Xiao, who looked helpless, could only shrug her shoulders. It seems that her life is not in danger, so why does she owe me my life?

Before Lin Xiao could finish thinking, Yang Qingyu on the opposite side finally became serious, and the god behind him finally appeared. It was an ancient god who was said to be able to control the rain, and as long as she was in the rain, she was an invincible existence.

When the two were competing, many disciples, elders and Yang Fan had gathered above the square.

"Deputy Sect Master Yang, it seems that your granddaughter has become powerful again." Wei Wuya looked at Yang Fan and smiled.

"Vice Zong Wei, you are serious, and my granddaughter is like that too. Hey, I can't say it." Yang Fan pretended to be lofty, but he used any panacea for his granddaughter.

"Peng." While the two were talking, the battle in the square intensified.

Every punch of Lin Xiao carried the power of Yuan Chen, the power of a vast star.

Yang Qingyu didn't dodge at night, and also used palms to fists, with a gentle palm, as if to tolerate this destructive punch.

But in the end, Yang Qingyu still muttered about that punch. It seemed simple and without fancy, but there was a terrifying energy fluctuating. The place touched by the punch was immediately broken by brute force, and even Yang Qingyu's continuous palm Similarly, the moment the two of them came into contact for the first time, Yang Qingyu sensed that something was wrong, and immediately resisted with both hands.

However, it was still punched by Lin Xiao to the ground, creating a huge crater.

The branch disciples of Jiuyuan Palace shook their heads when they saw it. They couldn't figure it out. The goddess of battle in their hearts just lost like this.

"I admit that you are very powerful, but if you only have such a little cultivation, then my god will be angry." Yang Qingyu stood up unscathed, facing the forest in the sky. Xiao said.

From Yang Qingyu's contempt on the ground, and the importance attached by other addresses and elders, he could see that these people didn't want him to win, but they all wanted to see how he lost, so that Yang Qingyu's status would not be shaken.

Suddenly there was a downpour of rain, the rain was so heavy that it hurt even when it fell on the face.

"You have to be careful, my rain is not ordinary rain." Yang Qingyu noticed that Lin Xiao noticed the difference in the rain, and reminded immediately.

"Spiritual rain."

Lin Xiao looked at the sky, touched his chin, then raised his hand, a cluster of small flames appeared in the center of the palm, the rain seemed to be afraid of contact with the flames, and immediately avoided falling.

"Hey, old man Yang, do you know what kind of fire this is?" Wei Wuya was a little confused, he seemed to have seen such a flame somewhere, but he just couldn't remember.

"The ninety-nine big monsters on the list of different fires are real fires, but they are a bit different. The spirit tears of the gods are afraid of it, which is not logical." captured the hearts of the people.

Lin Xiao was dumbfounded, this fire has always existed in his body, but at the beginning this fire was just a seed, which was finally planted by Lin Xiao in his body, it germinated and took root and turned into a flame, he has long been connected with the flame flesh and blood, he It is fire, and fire is him.

With a thought, the flame suddenly became bigger and covered Lin Xiao's whole body. If the spiritual rain couldn't touch his body, Yang Qingyu's spells wouldn't be effective. Otherwise, he might not be the chick's opponent under the heavy weight loss.

"Hmph, small tricks, look at my rain, it puts out your fire." Yang Qingyu didn't believe it, and controlled the rain to form a water dragon, roaring and rushing towards Lin Xiao.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao lightly raised the flames, covering himself and Yang Qingyu in the flames.

While the air is decreasing, Yang Qingyu's sweat is also increasing.

The clothes have already been wet, the temptation of wet body is so tempting in the fire.

Lin Xiao only felt that his throat was a little dry and his thinking was a little fuzzy.

(End of this chapter)