I cultivate immortality by guarantee

Chapter 13 13. The three-year period has come, welcome the fairy to come to the dust!
"inappropriate!"

"Fellow Daoist, give it a try, I don't know who owns this vermilion fruit!"

"Who knows what you're calling attention to!"

"It's not that simple to ripen the spiritual fruit. Even the mighty may not be able to do it. Just wait for me, and no one is allowed to come close!"

"How can you win people's trust with mere foundation building and great perfection? If you are in the Nascent Soul realm, I will really believe it!"

"That's right, it's my master's visit, at most it can be shortened by more than a month, how can it be possible to make it mature in an instant!"

Seeing that a crowd was almost attracted to attack, the casual cultivator no longer insisted, smiled embarrassingly, stepped back and waited honestly.

He really can't ripen the vermilion fruit. Judging from the quality of this vermilion fruit, only Nascent Soul boss can think of a way. Zhu Guo!
It's a pity to be seen through, wait, then everyone will wait together until the vermilion fruit matures, each with its own means.

The Huoquan Cave became silent again, only the breath-like heat waves made the air a little stuffy.

The most unhappy one should be Lu Huan.

After waking up, the plot didn't advance at all, and the old man yelled "Lonely", which was purely disturbing dreams.

What's even more annoying is that the Sixth Cultivator!Before it even started, it was interrupted by the old man.

After sitting for a few hours, many people came in.

There is a boy in purple clothes with a strange appearance who is particularly eye-catching.

It looks like a casual cultivator, but there are more than [-] monks in the same attire around him, all of whom are above the Foundation Establishment level, and respect him.

Like a son and a servant, they are not ordinary casual cultivators.

"one two Three"

The young man in purple started counting as soon as he entered the Huoquan Cave, his frivolous voice seemed extremely offensive and made people very uncomfortable.

But no one provoked him, except for a few big sects, the small purple-clothed group showed their strength as soon as they came in, and ordinary casual cultivators or small sects couldn't afford to provoke him.

And those big sects don't care much about these, they still have tolerance, isn't it just counting.

"Ouch, wrong number."

The young man in purple slapped his thigh, looking angry from embarrassment, and glanced around: "One gets one, two two gets four, three seven 21, nine nine 84, no matter how many people there are, it's enough, I want them all." !"

The thirty or so purple-clothed monks seemed a little helpless, but they obeyed the young master in everything, and instantly transferred their mana.

He wants to do it?

Do something against all the forces in the cave?
At the same time as they sensed the mana fluctuations, every monk in Huoquan Cave was stunned at first, and then laughed.

Even if you don't cooperate vertically and horizontally, and make long-distance friends and short-term attackers, at least you have to know how to fish in troubled waters, praying mantis and catching cicadas, right?
You just wanted to kill everyone when you came in, do you have that ability?
Thirty or so purple-clothed monks moved quickly, and the figures were flying around, as if forming a formation, flitting out from different directions.

With a wave of his hand, he condensed a huge palm of mana power, and moved towards a pile of casual repairs.

boom--

The cave wall shook.

The dozen or so monks resisted in a hurry, but they couldn't stop them. They were slammed into the ground by the giant palm, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

That's a good shot!
The place where Lu Huan was located was too far back, so he wasn't affected at all, he just looked at the giant palm and secretly applauded, there is the old shameless person who disturbed people's dreams just now, he deserves it!

After a slap, the monks in the Huoquan Cave became dignified.

The purple-clothed monks are not as simple as they imagined. The weakest ones are in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and their mana is running extremely fast. Each of them has broken through six chakras. One dozen and seven are easy and freehand.

"Referring to Jiutian, I think it's right! End the formation!"

As more and more casual cultivators rushed to the street, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect saw that the situation was not right, and took the lead in attacking.

Brilliant sword light, cold reflection, sword in hand, sword in heart, each of them holds the sword proudly, showing their sharpness.

"Crush!"

Swinging a sword, it is like a hundred swords and thousands of swords rushing through the sky!

But the escaping methods of the purple-clothed monks seem to be somewhat extraordinary. A few snakeskin moves, drawing a perfect S shape, dodging one after another sword moves, and even narrowing the distance step by step!
"Poison Heart Palm!"

A few purple-clothed monks who had established a great foundation stepped forward to stop them, and slapped them out with a palm. Their hands were covered with a strong purple light, and their mana flowed vigorously, and they slapped on the sword array!
Jian Guang resisted several fierce palms, but those few touches of purple light spread out!
"poisonous!"

The disciple of Nine Heavens Sword Sect's face turned purple in an instant, and he was quite poisoned.

"Nonsense, it's called Poison Heart Palm, how can it be non-poisonous?"

Among the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, there was only a man with sword eyebrows and star eyes who turned into a sword light and fled away at the first time, so that he would not be caught.

"Gai Chen, a disciple of the outer sect of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, will be able to enter the inner sect this year. He is born with sword pupils, born with sword bones, and born with a sword heart."

"I just don't know what can be sacrificed with this sword pupil, sword bone and sword heart."

The young man in purple made a sudden attack, his whole body seemed boneless, and he came in a flash, and slapped his palm from an extremely tricky angle.

Gai Chen said inwardly that he was not good, and used his sword light to resist, the sword repairer's defense is very poor, and this monster can use poison, which is quite troublesome.

boom!
The young man in purple slapped it with his palm, but there was a resounding sound of metal and stone colliding.

The fierce force shocked him back again and again.

"Friend Daoist, thank you!"

A boxy young man with bushy eyebrows and big eyes stood in front of Gechen. His body was covered with layers of mana, grains as fine as dust.

"Alas?"

"Shi Keran of the Dao of Huachen, there is no record in the intelligence of you practicing Chenyi, which is a bit tricky."

"But what can you do to me?"

The young man in purple retreated quickly, and killed a disciple of Huachen Dao on the way. Shi Keran was helpless, his defense was unparalleled, but he couldn't catch up with the snake.

The rest of the purple-clothed monks also used their flexible positioning and pervasive poisonous palms to kill them.

For a while, no one could stop them, more and more people died, and the blood around them gradually became thicker.

"Xuan Watermark!"

Suddenly there was a soft drink, and a small transparent, slightly blue water flow condensed. The water flow seemed to be intelligent, wrapping around the arm of a purple-clothed monk, a delicate and sweet girl, pinched several magic formulas, and in an instant, The water flow used unparalleled strength to easily twist the arm of the purple-clothed monk.

"Wan Xingling of the Baiyue Sect has built a great foundation and is good at the technique of Renshui."

"However, this Huoquan Cave is probably not suitable for you to play, right?"

"so what?"

Wan Xingling spoke a little fast, dexterous and lively, as if with a kind of naive childishness.

She tapped her toes lightly, and kicked a purple-clothed monk with her left leg. The purple-clothed monk took out a long spear to block it, but her white and tender feet stepped on the point of the spear as hard as an inch, and then turned sideways. Sweeping and kicking the head of the purple-clothed monk fiercely!

After killing the two of them in a breath, Wan Xingling did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The fire attribute aura in Huoquan Cave is very strong, it is really not suitable for her to play, it is too hot, too hot!
"The legs are so long! 9.5 points!"

At the end, Lu Huan scored a point in his heart. His old feet are under control, and his mind is calm and naturally cool. Just now Wan Xingling has been resting with his eyes closed, and he can only see that he looks very beautiful. Looking at it now, his figure is also very good, and his eyes are particularly agile. , the strength is also good.

Especially the appearance of sticking out her little tongue and waving her palms repeatedly, wanting to cool off, is really captivating.

Lu Huan twisted his mouth: "The three-year period has come, and it's my turn to make a move!"

(End of this chapter)