Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 281 One Thought!Cowardly and greedy little dragon!
"God's punishment? You let me have a look? What my generation of monks talk about is to seek longevity, and you won't die? How can I live forever? Hahaha!"

Jian Lingjun laughed triumphantly, he was one of the monks who surrounded the inn earlier.

As for why everyone didn't join hands to snatch Zijun, it was just because they were afraid of death!

Just as Jian San said, the people who can get flat peaches are far from simple forces behind them.

Previously, he deliberately dropped the fairy peach, but it was just throwing stones to ask for directions.

Among the monks present, who has lived for thousands of years, such a low-level method of asking directions, all the monks can still see a thing or two.

Presumably, this Jian San must be the most impatient among them.

Therefore, it is tacitly accepted that Jiansan will ask the way for them, if it is a good deal!

If it made Zijun unhappy, it would be this stunned young man who died.

Reaping the benefits of being a fisherman has always been something that cultivators of immortals often do.

Looking at Jian Lingjun's complacent look, everyone dared not refute!
Because of this sword killing formation, the power when activated is comparable to the peak of the fairyland!

They only have the Mahayana realm, but they have not leaped into the dragon gate to rank in the fairyland.
And how to fight with immortals with mortal means?
"Fellow Sword Spirit Daoist! I voluntarily withdraw from this opportunity! If I can let it go, I will be grateful for today's kindness!"

Stepping on the barbed nine-round wheel, Leng Wuxin, who was dressed in red, asked for survival.

Following Leng Wuxin's opening, the few people who stood there, unwilling to miss the great opportunity, begged for mercy after hearing the words.

Listening to the crowd barking like bereaved dogs for survival, Jian Lingjun's vanity was extremely satisfied.

"Jian San! There are two choices for you, either hand over Xiantao and swear an oath to never be my enemy, or kneel down!"

The corner of Jian Lingjun's mouth was playful, and he looked down at Jiansan with a frivolous expression.

The latter frowned unwillingly. If it was a haircut earlier, what the young man in white said.

It won't cause what it is now, and in the end, it will have to pay for the fate of Dao Dao's heart demon.

If he really made the oath of heaven, he is destined to be unable to move Jian Lingjun in this life.

If you violate the oath of the way of heaven, you will go crazy at the slightest, and you will be punished by the heavens!

"Jian Lingjun! Don't think that I, Jiansan, will do what you want! If you rush this fairy peach core, it will be completely destroyed!"

Jian San took out a flat peach and lifted it above his head, the colorful fairy power lingering in fairy charm radiated from the inside out!

Seeing Xiantao for the first time, the monks present immediately focused their eyes on Jian San's raised right hand.

"This is the flat peach! Sure enough, it is just like the records in the ancient books. This product is probably a thousand years old!"

Bai Wushuang showed joy on his face, staring at the flat peach throbbing!

Sensing that the wind direction was wrong, Jian Lingjun's aura weakened a bit, he was really afraid that Jian San would eat the flat peaches on the spot.

If this is the case, his chance to break through the realm of immortality will be delayed for another thousand years!Even ten thousand years!
"Forget it! Hand over the fairy peach, and I will let you live! How about it?"

Jian Lingjun opened his mouth to make a deal. Seeing that Jian Lingjun was afraid of the fairy peach in his hand, Jian San suddenly became confident and counter-offered.

"Half! I will share half of this fairy peach! The same goes for the peach pit! This is a ten thousand year flat peach! The half pit can also be born!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Jian Lingjun couldn't bear it anymore!This is still in his killing array.

If he goes outside, this greedy guy will definitely betray him and abandon him!

Although both of them practice swords at the same time, his own cultivation and strength are somewhat higher than Jian Sanruo!
If you talk about fighting alone, you must not be the opponent of Jian San!
Think so far!Jian Lingjun drank in rage!The pinching method refers to urging the formation!

"Fuck your mother! I don't want this fairy peach! I want you to wait for my dog's life! Kill!"

hum!
In the sword array, the golden lightsaber pierced the space and landed here!
Within a radius of thousands of kilometers, the sword's light is booming!The terrifying sword energy came down to the world like a punishment from heaven!
Instantly lock the monks in the formation!
"Damn it! Jian San, you fucking bastard! Hurry up and give Xiantao to him! Otherwise, I, Qi Haisheng, will kill you before you die!"

Yu Jian flies!Hanging in the air!The sword cultivator in blue and gray robes shouted!

heard!Jian San is really scared!Seeing that frightening sword energy, fear has already arisen in my heart!

After practicing for thousands of years and achieving the peak state of Mahayana, it would be really unwilling to die just like this!
"Wait a minute! I am willing to hand over the fairy peach!" Jian San was terrified, holding the fairy peach in both hands and was about to surrender.

"Give it to your uncle! Now... let me die!" Jian Lingjun output his spiritual power with all his strength!The terrifying sword killing array is even more fierce!
Longhu Village!
Zijun and Tsing Yi Shutong were sitting on the roof of the inn, with a platter full of spiritual fruits in the middle.

"Master, um, how long do you think those short-lived ghosts can fight?"

The book boy in Tsing Yi was holding a blue spirit fruit, and his mouth was full of juice.

"Hurry up, this sword killing formation is a means of immortality, these guys can't stop it."

After pouring out a glass of spirit wine and drinking it on his own, Zi Jun began to discuss.

"Master, can you pour me a glass of this spiritual wine? I want to taste it too."

Holding a wine glass, the book boy in Tsing Yi opened his watery eyes and looked at Zijun longingly.

"Children shouldn't drink alcohol, but you are transformed from a thousand-year-old dragon with a special physique. I allow you to try it once."

Zi Jun looked at the jug beside him, and signaled the Tsing Yi Shutong to take the wine by himself.

"Thank you, Master! Your old man is so kind to me! Hee hee!"

The book boy in Tsing Yi picked up the flagon and poured himself a glass of spiritual wine. Looking at the wine filled with spiritual energy in the cup, the book boy in Tsing Yi grinned foolishly.

Boom!

The violent explosion resounded through the sky!A gorgeous mushroom cloud rises from the ground and goes straight into the sky!

"If the fireworks are not contaminated with fishy smell, it will be a spectacular scene."

Zi Jun nodded and commented, raised his head and drank the spirit wine in the glass, got up and stretched, and walked back to the guest room.

"Rest early, go meet the dragon slayer tomorrow, the road ahead is still very long..."

"Understood, Master!" Responding, the book boy in Tsing Yi looked at the leftover spiritual fruit, and stuffed it into his arms.

"Master, the old man is really reckless. He doesn't eat the best spiritual fruit, and I, Xiaolong, are diligent and thrifty in managing the house. Now it's all cheaper for my young master, hehe!"

With a spiritual fruit in his arms, the book boy in Tsing Yi crawled to his guest room on all hands and feet.

Spread the spirit fruit in her arms beside the bed, and fall asleep as soon as she touches the pillow.

There was a crystal water stain from the corner of his mouth, and he fell asleep contentedly.

The next morning!
Compared with the people coming and going at the head of the village, the end of the village is sparsely populated.

But even so, all the pedestrians passing by looked sideways at the two of Zijun.

The previous Pantao battle had already been known to everyone.

All the monks who lived in the village and waited for the opening of the True Dragon Ruins were afraid of Zijun.

He is carrying a rare treasure, but no one dares to snatch it. In addition to his expensive white robe, others are even more sure that this person has an extraordinary background.

Looking around, the book boy in Tsing Yi enjoyed everyone's attention.

With his hands on his hips, his head held high, his chin raised high, he followed Zijun's feet with great vigor.

(End of this chapter)