Hongmeng Emperor Zun

Chapter 31 Wrestling
"Treasure to kill?!" After Feng Qing heard the words, she subconsciously looked at the Xian'a sword held in the mouth of the flying dragon fish beside her.

At this moment, Dustpan Taoist, who was under the fairy statue, patted his Tianling Cap with his right hand, and immediately a golden light flew out from between his eyebrows and landed on the ground beside him.

Feng Qing took a closer look, and what flew out from between Taoist Dustpan's eyebrows was a golden tortoise. This tortoise could be seen as a spirit body at a glance, and most likely it was the companion soul of Taoist Dustpan.

To measure the strength of the accompanying soul, the first thing to talk about is spiritual power. Although the dragon fish is also full of spiritual power, compared with this tortoise, the little spiritual power on the dragon fish is nothing.Not only that, but the tortoise is surrounded by orange halos. Against the backdrop of these halos, the tortoise is even more distinctive!
After summoning the tortoise, Taoist Dustpan shouted: "Top!"

After the Dustpan Taoist drank it, the tortoise immediately got under the fairy statue, and then the tortoise, which was only the size of a head, suddenly began to swell and grow, and slowly propped up the fairy statue that was hundreds of feet long!

After realizing the existence of the tortoise, the fairy statue also began to exert its strength, and the colorful mysterious light on its body flourished.

As a result, the seven-colored mysterious light on the fairy statue wrestled with the orange-yellow halo on the tortoise. During the stalemate, the fairy statue pressing the Taoist dustpan also rose and fell from time to time, fluctuating up and down!
Gradually, the fairy statue fell into a disadvantage in the wrestling. Taoist Dustpan, who had only exposed his head before, had already crawled out half of his body, and the colorful mysterious light shone on him was also much dimmed.

Seeing this, Feng Qing secretly said: "Oops!"

Dustpan Taoist's cultivation is far beyond Feng Qing's imagination. From the beginning to the end, it is the fairy statue and Dustpan Taoist who are fighting, and Feng Qing hardly even has a chance to intervene.

It is precisely because of this that Feng Qing understands that if Dustpan Taoist surrenders the fairy statue, then his own life must be over, so no matter what, he needs to do something now!

After secretly making up her mind, Feng Qing told her thoughts to "Lingxi Yidian" who was controlling the flying dragon fish, then jumped from the top of the fairy statue, and landed in front of Dustpan Taoist who was crushed under the fairy statue.

Seeing Fengqing suddenly descending from the sky, Taoist Dustpan smiled and said, "Little friend, since you dare to compete with the old Taoist for the Xuannv Heaven, you must have something to rely on! Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't use it, you will lose your chance!"

Originally, Feng Qing felt that she was taking advantage of others, but now when Taoist Dustpan said it, she shook her head and smiled wryly: "Senior, that junior is presumptuous!"

Dustpan Taoist nodded: "Well, the tone is not small, let's see how presumptuous you are!"

With Feng Qing's casual move, Feilongyu handed the Xian'a sword in his mouth to his hand.

Dustpan Taoist glanced at the Xian'a sword in Fengqing's hand, and frowned slightly.He can see through ordinary flying swords at a glance, but he can't see through this Xian'a sword. Not only that, he also can't feel the threat of Xian'a sword.

The more killing the treasure, the less murderous it is. Those magic weapons that are usually murderous are not considered killing treasures at all.

What is murderous intent?Murderous aura is deterrent, murderous aura is desire, and these are not what killing a treasure needs. Killing a treasure does not need deterrence, and it never desires to kill. It just happens to have the ability to destroy everything, but it doesn't bother to destroy That's all.

Seeing the extraordinaryness of the slender sword in Fengqing's hand, the Dustpan Taoist said in a deep voice: "Little friend, you probably have some background with this flying sword?"

Feng Qing didn't say anything, just nodded.

Dustpan Taoist then guessed: "Sanxian level flying sword, the sword intent is condensed but not solid, yours doesn't look like it! Earth fairy level flying sword has more than enough sharpness, but it lacks a little bit of Taoism, yours doesn't look like it either! Heavenly fairy High-level flying sword, mysterious, um, this flying sword of yours has the demeanor of a fairy-level flying sword, my friend, if the old man guessed correctly, the flying sword in your hand should have 21 layers of restraint inside. Celestial-level flying sword, right?"

Before Fengqing could answer, Taoist Dustpan shook his head and smiled again: "Little friend, you can possess such a treasure in your mere condensate stage cultivation, and you have such a strong luck, which the old Taoists have never seen before! But although the Heavenly Immortal Flying Sword is powerful, it must be In whose hands is the point? Although the old Taoist is not good at swordsmanship, if the old Taoist is allowed to use it, it can display the power of the Celestial Immortal Flying Sword by [-] to [-]%. But my friend, how much power can you use? ? If you can’t use [-]% of the power of the Celestial Flying Sword, you won’t be able to suppress the old man!”

Feng Qing wanted to say a few more words, but Taoist Dustpan's tortoise grew bigger and bigger, gradually suppressing the fairy statue.So he jumped directly over Taoist Dustpan, poured all his spiritual power into the Xian'a sword in his hand, and swung the sword fiercely towards the turtle's back!
Sa!
Xian'a sword plowed across the ground, and went straight to the tortoise not far in front. The orange halo on the tortoise's body seemed to sense the danger, and instantly gave up wrestling with the colorful mysterious light, and went straight to Xian'a sword. mango!

sizzle...

The Xian'A Jianmang collided with the orange-yellow halo, and there was a hissing corrosion sound. The condensed Xian'A Jianmang only cut off an orange-yellow halo, and then it was submerged in other orange-yellow halos. .

Feng Qing originally thought that this sword could hurt the tortoise, but she didn't expect that not only did she not touch the tortoise's side, but even the halo protecting the tortoise's periphery just cut off a piece, and she was shocked in her heart: " What is this orange-yellow halo? My all-powerful Xian'a Jianmang can only cut off one halo?"

Dustpan Taoist was also quite surprised at the moment: "Little friend, your sword is not simple!"

At this moment, Feng Qing didn't care about Taoist Dustpan anymore, and immediately swung her sword at Ao Gui again.

Sa!
Xian'a Jianmang flew out again, but like last time, it dissipated immediately after cutting off a halo.

There are several orange-yellow halos on the tortoise, one disappears, and it can be restored in the blink of an eye, so Feng Qing cuts off one, and it recovers, and after dozens of times in a row, Feng Qing is so tired that the orange light on the tortoise's body The halo didn't decrease at all.

Of course, it's not that Feng Qing didn't have any effect at all. With his restraint, the colorful mysterious light on the fairy statue once again gained the upper hand, firmly pressing Taoist Dustpan down.

At the beginning, Taoist Dustpan saw Fengqing's fierce and fierce sword light, and his heart beat a little, but when he found that the sword was Fengqing's limit, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The sky will not stop me!"

Feng Qing also calmed down at this time, he knew that recklessness is useless, so he thought: "I just refined the first layer of restriction of Xian'a sword, and even one ten-thousandth of the power of Xian'a sword can't be exerted. , if I can refine the second layer of restriction of the chemical fiber sword, maybe I can hurt that turtle!"

(End of this chapter)