Dragon Vein Martial God

Qingzhao looked at Jiang Ting's smile and felt his dark vision. He looked very ugly... He knew that Jiang ting and other hidden gold pills were waiting for him to swear.

No oath?

Jiang Ting is too tight, and his actions and vows are too fast. Qingzhao has no way out.

At the moment, Qingzhao has only two ways... Or swear to fight.

Or, run away... If you run away, Jiang Ting can use the initial cultivation of the territory without scruples, enough to kill him at will!

Jiang Ting was also quite patient and waited with leisure.

For a long time.

Qingzhao slowly exhaled: "I have long wanted to compete with you, Taoist friend!"

After saying that, although unwilling and unwilling, Qingzhao calmed his mind and was ready to fight to the death.

Immediately, he learned from Jiang Ting, with his right arm bent and five fingers facing the sky.

"I, Qingzhao, swear by the road here that I will fight a fair battle with Jiangting immediately. If Jiangting is defeated, let its soul reincarnate. This battle bet will be all the wealth of the loser. If I violate this oath, the demons will be added, the thunder will enter the body, and the spirits will disappear and no longer exist!"

The sound is also loud!

The oath is as like as two peas of the court. The only difference is the exchange of names.

But

Jiang Ting quietly said, "your nickname seems like you don't admit it... You'd better swear by your real name."

If the oath is successful, you will get a response... There is no response to Qingzhao's oath just now.

Qingzhao... Is not a taboo, but a nickname.

Strictly speaking, it's also possible to swear by a nickname... Just after the oath was formed, I'm afraid it was Qingzhao's constant refusal to recognize the name Qingzhao when he took the oath, which led to the failure of the oath.

Other people may have ignored... But Jiangting, No.

Qingzhao's face sank again.

But... It didn't take too long this time. I soon made a new oath without expression.

"We are here to take an oath to fight a fair war with Jiang Ting immediately. If Jiang Ting is defeated, let his soul reincarnate. This war bet will be all the wealth of the loser. If we violate this oath, the demons will be added, the thunder will enter the body, and the gods and souls will disappear and no longer exist!"

A series of invisible ripples spread, and a unique artistic conception spread... Oath, success.

Plus Jiang Ting's oath... One of them will die here.

Jiang Ting smiled again: "Fang Ming... The name of Tao you is really not as good as Qingzhao."

Qingzhao didn't answer, but slowly drifted back, and the mana in his body flowed rapidly... In a trance, he seemed to see that when he was still a nobody, he risked to shoot a man who had entered the demon city because he was unwilling and greedy for towering materials.

At that time, he was so close to death... He still remembered that if the man had not been seriously injured, he would have been unable to win and cut it off.

That time, even if he won, he was severely hurt. If the man hadn't expected to die, if he hadn't got the man's vast wealth Also, how come today's Tianjiao list is No. 10, Qingzhao!

Thinking, after a while, Qingzhao drifted back about twenty feet.

All emotions, such as uneasiness, palpitations, suspicions, etc., are suppressed, leaving only calm.

Suddenly, Jiang Ting's fingers began to fluoresce: "interesting."

It's not that his hands are really glowing, but that his mana has been running to five fingers... Or simply, Jiang Ting has urged a spell to be in a state of coagulation and not sending it. He can send it out at any time as long as he wants.

His words also became serious.

He found that the palpitation brought by Qingzhao increased... And there was a faint smell of death. Although it was very weak, it did appear.

See Zhao again.

He watched Jiang Ting's five fingers coagulate without sending out strong mana.

After watching for about half a breath, he whispered, "Jiang Ting... I have to say that I probably shouldn't despise you too much."

Jiang Ting said with a look: "why do you like nonsense so much?"

The inquiry fell, but he was too lazy to wait for the answer... Once he bent his fingers, he broke through the air near ten cold awns.

Fight between life and death... He doesn't like talking nonsense with the dead who are destined to die. If it weren't for Qingzhao's special position in the list of Tianjiao, he wouldn't have talked nonsense with him for so long before.

Looking at the cold light coming, Qingzhao was still calm: "I believe that this time, I can still stand to the end."

The voice fell, and the fast cold awn broke through the air and approached within five feet of Qingzhao... An extremely short five feet will arrive in an instant.

Finally, there was a wave of mana in Qingzhao's body... His green clothes suddenly produced many lines like trees.

In a twinkling, an ancient tree more than ten feet high came and shrouded Qingzhao in it.

"Bang..." there were many dull noises. The cold awn hit the virtual shadow of the ancient tree, but failed to tear the ancient tree to pieces, but made a lot of ripples.

Obviously, the green clothes Qing Zhao wears are not ordinary clothes, but a magic weapon... A defense magic weapon.

In other words, if the cultivation is higher, the clothes you wear will not be ordinary clothes... For example, Jiang Ting's clothes look ordinary, but they are actually a thousand feather clothes, a magic weapon for defense.

The hairpin he inserted in his hair is not an ordinary hairpin, but a tiger hairpin, a magic weapon for defense.

For example, shoes, necklaces and other decorations... Are magic weapons.

The other side.

Although the cold awn is useless, Jiang Ting is not angry: "if your strength is only so... I'm afraid Jiang will be very disappointed."

The strong mana fluctuation rises... Jiang Ting directly casts the purple frost gate's supreme spell without concealment. Flowers are not flowers.

Peach blossoms are falling all over the sky, and the rich flower fragrance spreads everywhere.

Looking at the peach blossoms all over the sky, Qingzhao was not afraid and turned to low drink: "black butterfly!"

He has a magic weapon to protect himself. The fragrance of flowers can't penetrate for the time being, and the virtual shadow of ancient trees has temporarily isolated all the peach petals... He, there's nothing to worry about.

Jiang Ting, who was still preparing to attack, suddenly coagulated his eyes.

He saw that Qingzhao suddenly lifted the sleeve of his left hand and revealed his clean arm... Unlike his dark face, his arm was white and tender.

But there was a dark spot on the white and tender arm and elbow... It was a tattoo.

One, butterfly tattoo, black butterfly tattoo.

If only that, it would not make Jiang Ting so... The trouble is that with Qingzhao revealing the tattoo, the tattoo suddenly came alive, and the black butterfly kept spreading its wings on his arm.

After about half a rest.

Butterfly, completely alive, left Qingzhao's elbow... When the black butterfly left, Qingzhao's elbow would no longer have tattoos.

Some kind of spell?

No, no!

But at that moment, Jiang Ting's eyes picked: "lingchong... The land-based monster of LAN on this day is almost impossible to break through the golden pill, but you have one in your hand. You're lucky."

The black butterfly is not a spell, but a monster!