Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 603 Pretend to Be Cautious (3 more votes requested)
The ancient wooden stick fell again, and the extremely handsome Nangong Qingshu showed blue veins on his forehead, his face was flushed with fierceness, and the original image of a generation of young and peerless geniuses had disappeared.

The atmosphere was eerie and solemn.

At this moment, a very inconsistent, weird, and absurd idea emerged in many people's minds. A generation of geniuses from a family of robbers will not be directly beaten to death for pretending to be coercive, right?
Twenty sticks, skin torn and bloody, finally stopped!

Those twelve weird soldiers, like throwing dead dogs, without any emotion, directly threw aside Nangong Qingshu, who had stolen from the family, and then assembled, and turned around again with neat, chilling, weird steps. leave.

It seems that nothing happened.

Nangong Qingshu's subordinates looked terrified and stunned. They all knew very well that Nangong Qingshu's supreme status, as well as his arrogant and perfect personality, now...

As soon as the soldiers left, they rushed to help Nangong Qingshu, who was beaten half to death, and pulled out the old and disgusting cloth strip that was stuck in his mouth.

"Hey, kill them for me..."

Nangong Qingshu roared at the top of his lungs, and grabbed the ancient celestial master talisman tremblingly. The terrifying aura on his body seemed to explode immediately. However, the lonely, cold and perfect woman suddenly said: "If you want to die, you explode."

The voice is cold, like ice water in summer.

Nangong Qingshu's body trembled, and he glanced at him, so many eyes, looking at him in a state of embarrassment, like a prisoner, especially the cold and perfect woman's eyes, made his ferocious face appear extremely ugly .

"Rookie, have you seen that? This is the end of pretending to be coercive. Don't pretend to be coercive in the future." Scar looked at Ye Luo and whispered something to Ye Luo, which seemed to be earnest teaching.

"Hey, I'm stupid, this Nangong Qingshu is young after all, and his mental quality is so poor, rookie, you can't learn from him." Zeimeishuyan also muttered in a very low voice.

However, although the voices of the two were very low, they thought that no one could hear them except the three of them. However, they had just practiced and didn't know that once the foundation building was successful, both eyesight and hearing would be greatly improved. big boost.

Even if the cultivation base is sealed, the hearing will still not change.

Nangong Qingshu had already built his foundation, and he was already extremely ugly. Unable to face this situation, his face turned red when he heard the words, coupled with the serious injuries from the previous beating, his blood was surging, his eyes were blackened, and he felt After a while of dizziness, he passed out directly.

"Huh! This... is really poor in mental quality." The monk with a mischievous eyebrow shook his head.

The corner of Ye Luo's mouth twitched fiercely.

"He's fine. Feed him a Yangyuan Pill. Time is urgent. The two of you support him and continue walking." Seeing this, the lonely and perfect woman saw through something at a glance, and said coldly.

Nangong Qingshu's two subordinates are also middle-aged, so they can understand it naturally. Without saying a word, they took out a pill, stuffed it into Nangong Qingshu's mouth, and helped Nangong Qingshu up. Books, follow the perfect woman, and continue to move forward.

Everyone became more cautious this time. During the period, they encountered two groups of the same soldiers, but they didn't react and passed by.

Nangong Qingshu woke up quickly, and under the precious elixir, his injuries healed quickly, but his complexion was extremely ugly and his eyes were gloomy.

After walking for another three hours, the perfect and lonely woman quietly put away the compass in her hand, suddenly looked forward, and said, "This is it."

After hearing the words, everyone took a few steps forward, passed the corner of the street, and looked forward.

"Hiss!" Someone gasped.

"Damn, what is this place? The center of Loulan?" Scarface said in a startled voice.

In front of it, the ruined walls and ruins were suddenly emptied, and an ancient square appeared. The square was extremely wide. On the ground of Han Baishi, there were yellowing weeds and yellow sand. In the center of the square, there was a big tree that blocked the sky. .

The trunk of that tree is full of dozens of people hugging it so terrifyingly, the canopy is so huge that you can't see the end at a glance!

It was the middle of the night, the moonlight was falling, the ancient trees stood upright, and there was no sound.

In the air, there was a breeze and a slight coolness, and some leaves were falling and swirling. If you look carefully, the leaves are obviously the leaves of the plane tree.

No one thought that there would be such an unbelievably large ancient tree in the dead and empty city.

"Wannian phoenix tree? Can this frankly grow so big in 1 years? This tree, frankly, won't become a fine tree, right?" The sly-eyed monk swallowed.

Under the moonlight, in addition to the plane trees that cover the sky and the sun, there are hundreds of mysterious soldiers from more than 2000 years ago, standing around the plane trees like ancient dead stakes, as if guarding them.

In addition to these soldiers, they also saw a few strange and mysterious casual cultivators observing and sizing up around the sycamore tree.

When those people heard the movement, they also glanced at Ye Luo and his party. However, they didn't say anything, they just stepped up their vigilance. Those who can walk here along the Styx alive are not ordinary people.

"Look, there is a figure on the tree." Suddenly, Lan Xiaoqian raised her head, pointed at the top of the parasol tree that covered the sky, and shouted.

When everyone heard the words and looked up, they could indeed vaguely see that there was a figure flashing among the leaves of the lush, ancient, but still full of vitality of the canopy of the plane tree.

Everyone stepped forward and stopped at the periphery of the soldiers' protection range.

At this time, they could see more clearly. In front of the huge sycamore tree, there was an ancient and mysterious blood-colored ancient altar engraved with mysterious symbols. .

"Is that thing really on top of the Ten Thousand Years Indus?" A mysterious and powerful casual cultivator stood not far from Ye Luo and his group, whispering vigilantly to himself.

"What is that thing? If I remember correctly, this sycamore tree existed tens of thousands of years ago. According to ancient books, the sycamore psychic is the Loulan sacred tree." A casual cultivator also whispered.

"Who are they all, have climbed the ancient parasol tree?" Someone said to himself.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, there was a terrifying wave of breath from the top of the Ten Thousand Years Indus, and then, a figure seemed to have received an unparalleled impact, and died immediately, fell from the Ten Thousand Years Indus, and hit the ground hard.

The blood mist suddenly appeared, and his body was smashed to pieces.

"It's the power of Misty Holy Land, Ouyang Tianyi, who once crossed the sea of ​​death alone with a single sword, and came back unscathed. At the age of 34, he achieved the power of Jindan. Now, he died here quietly?" A powerful casual cultivator narrowed his eyes severely.

Several mysterious and powerful casual cultivators, as well as Ye Luo and his group, were shocked. However, Ye Luo's eyes only stopped on the corpse for a moment, and then turned to the ancient phoenix tree. Ordinary dilapidated old, end-of-street houses.

Ye Luo moved closer to Lan Xiaoqian, and said in a low voice, "Can you lend me your gun?"

(End of this chapter)