A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 122 The wind wheel has strange people!Nascent Soul Flying Sword
Formation of alchemy is to foundation building, and foundation building is to refining qi.

It seems a bit bullying.However, there is no way.In this world, isn't it all about who has the final say on whose territory?
I bullied you, what's wrong?
Unless, you are strong, fight back!

Look again, Han Tian broke through that evil Yin's poisonous gas, and then directly met that bloody mouth.It's just that this time Han Tian didn't punch right away, but tilted his head to avoid it.

However, the evil Yin's wings were like a big knife, and he swept towards Han Tian directly.

This time, it hit Han Tian's arms.

Han Tian is a great monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, but he is by no means just able to fight the Holy Wheel Golden Dragon Fist.However, the Holy Wheel Golden Dragon Fist is one of his secret arts.

Ei Yin's wings are really like knives.

With this sweep, if he swiped at Han Tian abruptly, it would be fatal.

However, Han Tian stretched out his hand suddenly, and one hand became a claw.There are golden lights on the claws, and Han Tian's hands and feet are two and a half times the size of a normal palm, and the five fingers are as thick as golden hooks.

Ei Yin's wings swept over, and Han Tian grabbed it.

The evil Yin is powerful and wants to break free.

However, with Han Tian's supernatural power, golden light lingered on his fingers.

break--

Roar--

The evil spirit groaned strangely in pain.

It turned out that Han Tian's five fingers pierced directly through Ei Yin's ribs and wings, and locked them tightly like golden hooks.The evil Yin roared to the sky, but he couldn't break free.

Blood was dripping, dripping down the white hair.

At the same time, its other wing swept directly towards it.The ferocity of that evil Yin was completely aroused, and he seemed to be crazy.

"Dead tiger!"

However, Han Tian yelled violently and didn't care about Eyin at all.Seeing him screaming forcefully again, the evil Yin with a length of one zhang and a tail of nearly seven feet was directly swung up in the air by him.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

The wind blows like a long river.

Han Tian stood in the void, dancing the evil Yin.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.That evil Yin can summon spirit beasts and can form pills in battle, so why is he like a dead white cat in front of Han Tian?

At this time, the expression of the elder in gray clothes Jiedan had changed suddenly.

He seemed to understand a little bit that the head of Tianlun made him come here with a little thought.Because, the foundation cultivator of Tianlun Mountain is definitely not Han Tian's opponent.

Unless it was Mu Jinghong.

There is indeed a strange person in the wind wheel!
And just as he was thinking, Han Tian swung the evil head and threw it straight at him.Han Tian didn't forget that his opponent was the old man in gray.

The villain in your hand, use it as a weapon!
At this time, that evil Yin must be very aggrieved.I am a majestic alien spirit beast, but I have fallen to this point.However, at this time it can't struggle at all.

Han Tian's power is too great!
In the void, the strange beast couldn't control itself at all, and was completely controlled by Han Tian.

Whoops——

It was like a giant white whip that was thrown directly at the gray-clothed old man.At this moment, the grey-clothed monk raised his eyebrows, and his heart became serious.

The combat strength of this foolish boy in Fenglun is no less than that of Jie Dan.

Seeing Han Tian calling, the gray-clothed old man stepped back abruptly, more than ten feet away.Then, another seal was formed, this time a trace of solemnity appeared on the face of the old man in gray.

In the void, a storm suddenly rose.

The old man in gray slapped the storage bag, and instantly released a faint yellow gas.The yellow air is dense, and there are strange things hidden inside.It seemed that he was going to use the spiritual creature he raised instead of summoning it from other dimensions.

That will definitely be a more powerful existence!
Let's talk about Su Mo.

Just now, when the Foundation Establishment disciple attacked, Su Mo managed to dodge the flying sword.In the early stage of foundation establishment, Su Mo really didn't pay attention to it.Because there are many things on Su Mo.

Since the other party used a flying sword, Su Mo was not polite.He directly sacrificed a Nascent Soul-level flying sword.Su Mo has two Nascent Soul-level Immortal Swords.

One long and one short are all rewards from the original sect.Among them, the long sword is the treasure of the Tianlun Sect, called Furious Slash.Su Mo has never used it.

Because, in general, Su Mo still feels that his broken bamboo pole is more comfortable.Furthermore, after Su Mo came back from Zhuxinya, he really hadn't fought anyone.

However, this time Su Mo also intentionally embarrassed the Foundation Establishment disciple.

laugh--

Su Mo dodged the opponent's flying sword.Then, Su Mo's Nascent Soul-level angry slash struck.The brilliance shone like the scorching sun.A thunderbolt, between lightning and stone fire.

Slashing Immortal Sword in Anger did not go straight to the Foundation Establishment disciple, but directly slashed at his flying sword.

chirp—dang clang—

The angry chop flew over with just a soft sound.The flying sword of the Foundation Establishment disciple was cut in two and fell to the ground.Because the grades vary too much.

"The quality is too bad!" Su Mo sneered, "This senior, you are also called Xianjian? Could it be someone who cuts vegetables?"

Immediately, he recalled Furious Slash and held it in his hand.

"Do you dare to come again?" Su Mo said.

"Huh?" The expression of the Foundation Establishment disciple changed.His flying sword just now is a high-level magic weapon for foundation building, and he cherishes it very much on weekdays.Unexpectedly, he was cut down by Su Mo in one round today.

"Little beggar, what are you capable of relying on magic weapons! Shameless!" The foundation disciple scolded Su Mo angrily.

"Hehe! The beggar is poor and has no other fairy swords. But, the monk doesn't have a few magic weapons, can he do it? Why don't you fight with your bare hands? If you have magic weapons, just throw them out. Otherwise, don't talk nonsense!" Su Mo sneered.

It seems that once he dies, everyone will never forget his beggar background.

But so what?That can only arouse Su Mo's fighting spirit.

"You—" the Foundation Establishment disciple was so angry that he couldn't speak.Actually, Su Mo was right.With the magic weapon, the monk is not ashamed at all.

However, the Zongmen reward that Su Mo received back then was too generous.

In terms of magic weapons, it is estimated that only monks of the first level of alchemy within five rounds will be able to compete with him based on years of accumulation.

How can a foundation-building cultivator compete with Su Mo?

It is an insult to use the magic weapon given by Tianlun Mountain to come back and beat Tianlun Mountain's disciples.But, I insulted you, what can you do?
However, the Foundation Establishment disciple had already made a move, so he couldn't give up easily.There is no magic weapon, but he is still at the level of Gao Sumo after all.

"The trash who failed in foundation establishment! See how I can defeat you!" The foundation establishment disciple made seals with both hands.The foundation building breath was released, and a fire dragon hit Su Mo directly.

The five elements of spells are the basic spells practiced by monks.

However, monks with different realms have completely different effects.The Foundation Establishment disciple is just a casual fire dragon technique, its power should not be underestimated.

In particular, Su Mo is not yet a foundation.

However, Su Mo couldn't help sneering when he saw the other party cast the Five Elements spell, especially the Fire Dragon spell.You have spells, I have magic weapons.

come on!

The corner of Su Mo's mouth curled up, and his thoughts moved.Three Fire Wheel Pills jumped out of the storage bag.Without even thinking about it, Su Mo just waved with one hand.

Three Fire Wheel Pills, in the form of finished characters, went straight to the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Hmph! Junior." The foundation cultivator was originally concerned about the fairy sword in Su Mo's hand.A Qi-refining Nine Great Consummation, holding a Nascent Soul-level fairy sword, is enough to fight against a foundation-building junior, and even behead him.

That day, the foundation-building disciples used the fire dragon technique as a test.He wanted to see how Su Mo changed his tactics before responding.However, unexpectedly, Su Mo threw out three Fire Wheel Pills.

The little beggar really didn't know anything.

The Fire Wheel Pill is already ineffective against Qi Refining Level [-] and above.Your Fire Wheel Pill is building foundations, isn't it hitting a rock with an egg?
The Foundation Establishment disciple urges the technique violently.

The ten-foot sea of ​​flames seemed to be devouring Su Mo.

(End of this chapter)