Chapter 252
"Fortunately, I used the Langxie Body Refining Technique just now. Otherwise, this blow would either kill or injure me. The Patriarch of the Golden Core Realm is really powerful. It seems that I can't fight him head-on. I need to find a chance to escape."

Song Qing didn't care about the evaluation of the Jindan Patriarch in front of him. At this moment, his face was gloomy, his eyes were bright, and he was thinking secretly.

"Old Ancestor, this is not that secret technique, that secret technique is even more powerful than this."

Luo Dongbin at the side came to the Jindan Patriarch, and carefully reminded him via sound transmission.

"What?! This is not the case. We need to deal with this kid quickly, otherwise things will change!"

Hearing Luo Dongbin's reminder, the Jindan Patriarch was slightly startled, his right arm that he had swung his sleeve before couldn't help shaking, the old man's face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes flickered several times, and then he made up his mind.

"Boy, since this is your secret technique, then go to hell!"

However, the Jindan Patriarch still pretended to be disdainful on the surface, sternly shouted at Song Qing, then tiptoed, and threw himself directly at Song Qing.

The golden elixir patriarch's right hand became a claw, sticking out his sleeve, and with a series of pale lights, he grabbed at Song Qing.

It's just that everyone didn't notice that on the right arm of the Jindan Patriarch, there were one or two spots of blood stasis and swelling.

"Not good! Hurry up!"

Song Qing couldn't help being startled when he saw that Jindan Patriarch no longer held his own identity, but rushed over instead.

At the beginning when he saw the Jindan Patriarch in front of him, he could make himself so embarrassed with just a wave, Song Qing had no fighting intentions at all, but now seeing the Jindan Patriarch rushing towards him, Song Qing also Who dares to resist?
Song Qing circulated his mana for a week, suppressing the hidden wounds in his body, and then frantically used the lightness technique, and hurriedly swept aside.

"Boom!" A thunderous sound came!
The ancestor of Jindan grabbed the wall with one claw, and the magic circle above fluctuated for a long time, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Hmph! I let you escape, but next time you won't be so lucky!"

Seeing that the magic circle on the wall was somewhat disordered, the ancestor of Jindan couldn't help but snorted coldly, waved his big sleeve, and poured a mana into the magic circle, and the magic circle immediately returned to its original state.

"Have it!"

Seeing the chaotic magic circle, Song Qing's eyes flashed brightly, and then he seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and then he moved his body lightly, and came to the foot of a wall.

"Hehe, you actually hid in a corner. Do you think that you can escape my attack? Hmph! It just limits your steps even more!"

Seeing that Song Qing was so stupid as to hide in the corner of the wall, the Jindan patriarch couldn't help but sneered, then stretched out his eagle claws and grabbed Song Qing.

Perhaps because of the previous experience, the speed of the Jindan patriarch was a few minutes faster, turning into an afterimage, which Song Qing definitely could not avoid.

"Hey! Ziyan Twelve Waves!"

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Song Qing didn't panic, instead his face revealed a look of determination, as if he was going to smash the pot!
"Shhhhhh!..."

Several Ziyan swords slashed and shot away. Although they seemed to be mixed with each other, there seemed to be some obscure atmosphere contained in them.

"Haha, I'm really scared! I even missed the attack. Is it useful to hit the wall!"

Seeing Song Qing displaying the Ziyan Twelve Waves again, the ancestor of Jindan was startled, but then burst out laughing.

It turned out that Song Qing didn't know why, although he used all his strength to cast the Twelve Waves of Ziyan just now, but he hit the wrong direction, not only did not hit the Jindan Patriarch, but hit the wall beside him.

"Boom!... Chick!"

All the twelve Ziyan Sword Slashes poured on the wall, and there was a sudden recoil from the wall, which directly bounced Song Qing out.

And just as Song Qing's bomb flew, the attack of the ancestor of Jindan also arrived, and his pale giant claws viciously grabbed the wall.

The magic circle on the wall fluctuated violently, and there were faint traces of rupture!

"A full-strength blow from the Golden Core Realm is so powerful!"

Song Qing was startled, if this claw caught him, he would have nine lives, and he would only die of hatred.

"This guy, his attack just now was not to resist the attack of the ancestor at all, but to use the reverse thrust of the wall to escape from the attack range of the ancestor."

Not only Song Qing, but Luo Dongbin, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, was also a little surprised, and said to himself:
"But with these little tricks, it's wishful thinking to escape the ancestor's attack!"

Thinking of this, Luo Dongbin's eyes suddenly flashed brightly.

"But just doing this is not the solution. After all, time has dragged on for a long time, and the ancestor can't hold back his face. I want to help."

Then, Luo Dongbin suddenly took a step forward, slapped the storage bag at the same time, took out a top-quality magic weapon, threw it into the air, and was about to attack Song Qing.

However, at this moment, the Jindan Patriarch shouted angrily.

"Boy Luo, don't interfere, the old man will kill this little bastard with his own hands!"

Seeing that Song Qing still hadn't used the so-called secret technique at the critical moment before, the Jindan Patriarch guessed that Song Qing must have some restrictions now, so he couldn't use that secret technique.

Thinking of this, the Jindan patriarch couldn't help feeling more confident, wanting to save face, but at this moment, he saw that Luo Dongbin was about to intervene, how could he stop it silently?

"Old man, it's not sure who kills who!"

Song Qing roared suddenly, and then rushed directly at the Jindan patriarch, as if he was already angered by the previous words.

At the same time as he was about to rush towards the ancestor of Jindan, the Qingguang Ziyan sword in Song Qing's hand shook vaguely, and it turned purple in an instant.

"Little bastard, court death!"

The Jindan patriarch blushed and also roared angrily, and then rushed towards Song Qing regardless of 21.

At the same time, the paws of the Jindan Patriarch stick out, and the pale light shines brightly, filling the entire imperial study room. Even Zhu Mingde, who has already been hiding under the table, can't help but close his eyes under the strong light.

"Die! Ghost Claw!"

Patriarch Jindan yelled angrily, and scratched several times with his claws in the air, several pale claw shadows suddenly appeared, coming towards Song Qingmao.

"hey-hey."

After seeing this scene, Song Qing sneered, then tapped his toes on the ground, twisted his figure, and appeared next to Patriarch Jindan the next moment.

He even missed the ancestor of Jindan!

"how is this possible?"

Luo Dongbin and the others all stared wide-eyed, and some exclaimed in disbelief, not only them, but the ancestor of Jindan also had a look of surprise on his face.

"He escaped again! How is it possible!"

(End of this chapter)

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