A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 121 A Hundred Poisons Are Invincible!a flying sword

In the Wulun sect, the wind wheel is the weakest, even dispensable.

This is almost a recognized matter in the Wulun sect.

Moreover, this kind of cognition has been around for at least two or three hundred years.When the wind wheel began to wither, no one seemed to be able to tell.

The wind wheel is like a surplus that has been forgotten by everyone.

Rumors always have wings and will be infinitely magnified.

Everlasting!

Such is the reputation of the wind wheel.Therefore, Fenglun has become a joke of Wulun, even the outer disciples on Yanggen Peak sometimes have to mock Fenglun when they drink too much.

If there are careful monks, they will feel that today's matter is very interesting.Because, they seem to have never heard of anyone in the Fenglun lineage arguing or competing.

Han Tian rarely left Fenglun Mountain.

This time, because of the order of the seventh senior sister, otherwise he would not come to Tianlun Mountain.

Many people only know that there is a fool in Fenglun Mountain, but they have never seen it.Therefore, Han Tian's battle almost shocked the entire Tianlun Mountain.

The wind wheel has one pulse, do you want to raise your head?
Foundation establishment versus alchemy, this in itself is unreasonable.The establishment of the foundation of the wind wheel and the formation of the alchemy of the sky wheel are simply unimaginable, but all of this happened.

Han Tianru is like a god of war!

In fact, even before that, the gray-clothed old man himself was somewhat disapproving of the order of the head of the sky wheel.To deal with a Wind Wheel Foundation Establishment, does the old man still need to come forward in person?
Therefore, the old man in gray directly summoned the spirit beast, and didn't even bother to do it with Han Tian himself.

However, he knew immediately that he was wrong.

The evil Yin spirit beast does have the strength to fight against pills.However, if you only talk about head-to-head, it is really not Han Tian's opponent.What's more, Han Tian also felt inexplicably depressed when his junior brother failed to build a foundation.

This time, just to let off steam.

Tiger claw punches people!
Spirit beasts should have had the absolute upper hand.But that's just theory.Because, what Yin Yin faced was Han Tian, ​​a huge man with extraordinary talent and who also practiced secret techniques.

Boom—click—

Roar--

The fist winds of a man and a beast collided in the void, and there was a muffled thunder.

Han Tian's Golden Dragon Fist was unstoppable.

That evil Yin's claw was unusual, it was enough to slap the Foundation Establishment cultivator to death.However, this time, the evil Yin's front paws actually made a "click", and then he heard a strange cry and a long roar.

Ei Yin's front paw was broken by Han Tian's punch.

"Huh?" The old man in gray couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Although that evil Yin was not his favorite spirit beast, it shouldn't be so unbearable.There is absolutely no problem in killing a late foundation establishment.

Its muscles and bones are absolutely comparable to the top magic weapon of foundation establishment.

Can Han Tian's punch shatter the top magic weapon of Foundation Establishment?You know, the foundation-level magic weapon is much harder than the body of a foundation-level monk.

But what's going on?

"What kind of boxing is that?" The old man in gray also felt that Han Tian's boxing was extraordinary.However, he never thought of the Holy Wheel Golden Dragon Fist that had been lost for many years.

Roar - woo -

That evil Yin was quite ferocious and fearless.After one of its front paws was broken, it didn't back down at all. Instead, its ferocious nature was aroused, and it roared to the sky, as if it wanted to fight to the death.

With a flutter of wings, the evil wind rolled up.

At the same time, it opened its mouth wide and spewed out a stream of foul air.

In the turbid air, there was a slight green light, and even had a bit of fishy smell.Not only that, Ei Yin opened his mouth wide, his teeth were like daggers, and he rushed to bite Han Tian's neck.

"Eighth senior brother, be careful of poison!" Su Mo shouted.The turbid air glowing with green light was poisonous at first glance.All the monks watching the battle can see it.

That is also evil Yin's own spell.

"Whether it's poisonous or not—" Han Tian shouted with bloodshot eyes, "Today, I killed this big bug. Let's go back to the wind wheel stew!"

Han Tian's brain is not good, but Seventh Senior Sister told him that he must not kill people lightly.

Because, Seventh Senior Sister is afraid that he will cause trouble.So, don't look at him yelling to kill people just now, but without Fenglunshan's order, he would definitely not do it casually.

However, it is different when facing this villain in front of him.

"It's not a person, just kill it!" Han Tian will no longer be scruples.Because, Seventh Senior Sister never said that she couldn't be killed.

"Stewed meat?" At this time, the Tianlun disciples who were watching the battle felt a little scared when they heard Han Tian's shout.This giant is like an evil god.

A fool of the wind wheel, luckily he didn't really find him just now, otherwise he would probably tear himself apart.

Su Mo also grinned when he heard Han Tian's words, and thought: Brother Eighth, can this meat be eaten?
At the same time, he immediately transmitted voices to other senior brothers and sisters in Fenglun Yujian.He is afraid of the final situation, out of control.The key is that I and the eighth senior brother can't suffer.

There are few people in Fenglun's lineage, and fighting is probably not enough.

But, it's better than no one.

So, Su Mo immediately started calling for someone.If you can't beat it, call someone. This is the rule.

Look again, the golden light on Han Tian's body does not disperse.

That breath of green-glowing turbidity sprayed directly around Han Tian.However, to everyone's surprise, Han Tian didn't realize it.

Everyone watched the turbid air being inhaled by Han Tian, ​​and even went straight to his seven orifices, but Han Tian didn't respond at all, as if there was nothing.

"Hundred poisons do not invade?" The gray-clothed old man was also taken aback.

Monks, of course, are different from ordinary people.

Ordinary poisons are of course useless to the monks who established the foundation.However, that is the poison of evil.

The gray-clothed old man naturally knows the power of evil Yin's poisonous gas.

If he had not summoned this evil beast, he would not be able to resist the poisonous gas himself.The alchemy cultivators couldn't even block it.But, the big, stupid guy in front of him is actually fine?

This guy, what a freak!

Almost everyone thinks so.

Su Mo was quite excited.

"Eighth senior brother, mighty!" Su Mo shouted, anyway, the news spread.After a while the brothers came.The matter has come to this point, let's call twice to help the momentum!
The disciples of Tianlun lineage looked at Su Mo with contempt.And the disciple of the old man in gray just sneered even more, and then came straight to Su Mo.

"Junior Brother Su, let's compete!" It was an early stage of foundation establishment, and as soon as he raised his hand, a flying sword attacked Su Mo.

"Huh?" Su Mo was originally watching the fun, and didn't even think about what to do.

In an extraordinary period, it is better for him not to make a move if he can.

However, the flying sword of the Foundation Establishment cultivator was very sudden.

Su Mo was originally a Qi refiner and had no foundation building Qi at all, so his movements were even slower.

Su Mo stepped back abruptly.

laugh--

Although the flying sword did not stab Su Mo, it directly cut a hole in Su Mo's new robe.It was the new robe that Seventh Senior Sister made for him, and he put it on specially to meet Mu Jinghong.

Unexpectedly, it broke.

"Hahaha--"

That day Lunji Establishment disciple did not intend to kill, but he definitely wanted to embarrass Su Mo.A guy who failed to build a foundation, what are you afraid of?Moreover, Master is here to support himself.

"Junior Brother Su, I still feel that you are more pleasing to the eye in a beggar's outfit! Brother Yu, help me change it!"

"Huh?" Su Mo instantly became angry.

"I use you to change it? I can't change it myself! It seems that you owe it!"

Su Mo cursed inwardly.

Meanwhile, a slap on the storage bag.

Swah——

It was a sword glow like a thunderbolt.When Su Mo's flying sword came out, it caught people's eyes.

beat!
The wind wheel is one pulse, so no one can be bullied!
When it came to this, Su Mo didn't think too much about it.

Su Mo dared not deal with pill formation.But the point is, I have a Nascent Soul-level flying sword, I'm afraid you're a foundation-building early stage?
joke!

(End of this chapter)