Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 119: Bare Spirit Dragon

After the fight, the reed beach was in a mess, with unextinguished flames and thick smoke everywhere.

Zhao Wou-ki stood by the river in a daze, until Tang Jingxun fell down, and then he came back to his senses, strode to the vicinity, raised his hand and stabbed the fallen red-haired old fairy with a sword:

"Suffer death!"

The long sword pierced the back of the head accurately, pierced through until it penetrated into the ground.

Cheng Jiujiang was not slow at all, and when he flew up, he hit the red-haired old fairy on the back with an elbow:

"Take your life!"

"Ah!"

Crackling, tinkling bells and sugarcane...

Zuo Lingquan hugged Tang Jingxun, turned around and saw the two of them were facing the enemy's whip corpse, and said in a deep voice:

"Too dead! Hurry up and pack up your things. Do you have any medicine?"

While speaking, Zuo Lingquan took out the 'Gu Yuan Pill' he bought and put it into Tang Jingxun's mouth.

I wanted to feed the medicine mouth to mouth, but it's a pity that the 'Guyuan Pill' is a panacea, and since it melts in the mouth, there is no need to feed it, so I can only give up in resentment.

Zhao Wuxie stabbed him several times before he was sure that the red-haired old immortal was really dead. The shock in his eyes was undisguised. He took a medicine bottle from his waist and threw it to Zuo Lingquan, and asked:

"Who is this fairy?"

Cheng Jiujiang had already been shocked once in Qihuang Town, but now he saw no surprise, turned around and ran to pick up the sword stuck on the ground, and said:

"Know too much and be careful to be silenced. Hurry up and pick up things. It will be over later when the Zhang family members come over."

Zhao Wuxie thought it was the same, picked up his father's saber, ran to Zhang Yinfeng's mummified corpse, swooped his head with the sword, and then searched for his belongings.

The little bird dumpling flew over and landed on Tang Jingxun's chest. Seeing his master injured like this, he was obviously a little aggrieved and distressed, and he chirped at Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan gave Tang Jingxuan the elixir, and after making sure that the meridians and acupuncture points were stable, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Tang Jingxuan's face like a candle in the wind, he was naturally furious. He carried Tang Jingxun on his back, held up one leg of the red-haired old fairy and ran towards Shuanlonggang:

"Meet with the reinforcements first, and settle accounts with Azure Cloud City later."

Cheng Jiujiang was holding a pile of long swords and had already jumped into the river. He was searching for magic swords in formation at the bottom of the river. Hearing the sound, he could only reluctantly give up. He turned around and ran forward, helped carry the body of the red-haired old immortal, took out Linglong Pavilion from his sleeve, threw it to Zuo Lingquan, and then turned around and said:

"Let's go, put the body on your back, and touch the body when you get to a safe place."

When Zhao Wuxie heard the sound, he stopped touching the corpse. He raised his hand and clamped Zhang Yinfeng's mummy under his arm, then ran after him.

The fighting time actually lasted very short, only the time of a cup of tea. Without the two ancestors of the family who were highly cultivated, the Zhang family would definitely not be able to catch up with the three of them.

After Zuo Lingquan ran for about ten miles, Liu Chunfeng and Lanzhi finally appeared in the sky.

Zuo Lingquan saw two people worshiping the Immortal Master and quickly stopped and waved.

When Zhao Wuxie saw two experts who could handle swords coming over, they were on his side, his tense heartstrings completely relaxed, and he sat down on the ground...

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Thousands of miles away, on an isolated island in the sea of ​​clouds.

The palace, which is full of light, is quietly suspended between heaven and earth.

The phantom of the Flood Dragon hovered under the dome, looking at the water curtain in front of the lotus platform.

In the water curtain, there is a river scene, and there are a few people quarreling on the opposite side.

A woman in a golden dress sits cross-legged in the center of the lotus platform with her eyes closed.

Soon after, Situ shocked and put away the bronze mirror, the water curtain disappeared, and the woman in the gold skirt also opened her eyes that reflected the sea of ​​stars and mountains and rivers.

The little female dragon landed on the side of the lotus platform and asked:

"Is it enjoyable?"

The woman in the gold skirt had no emotion on her face and said calmly:

"It's boring."

The little female dragon has been accompanying the woman in the golden skirt her whole life, and she doesn’t really believe this sentence:

"You can stare him to death with just one glance. You have to use so many Divine Abilities for scraping. It doesn't take that much effort to defeat the Jade-level Great Monster. I haven't been idle for too long and my hands are itchy."

The woman in the gold skirt shook her head slightly: "I just want to teach that little phoenix a lesson, otherwise it will make noises in my ears when things happen in the future, and I don't have the time to pay attention to it."

Flood Dragon is a little curious about this:

"You have refined the remnant soul of the Nine Phoenixes. Although it is mixed with a trace of the soul of the new phoenix, given your cultivation level, it doesn't matter that you have not been able to refine it. How could the newborn phoenix interfere with the soul in turn?"

There was also a hint of doubt in the eyes of the woman in the gold skirt.

The old phoenix has already begun to seize its body, and its remnant soul has already formed a partially integrated union with the new phoenix, which cannot be stripped away.

The new phoenix was born from heaven and could not be refined, but with her cultivation level, she should be able to suppress it.

But for some reason, the phoenix soul that had integrated with her soul was stronger than imagined.

Even if a thousand seals are set, Tang Jingxun can still be affected as long as she is forced into a panic; although he cannot really take off her skirt and run to sleep with Zuo Lingquan, it can shake her soul and affect her mind.

The woman in the golden skirt knew how powerful the way of heaven was. When she heard the words of the little female dragon, she could only explain:

"The power of heaven is unpredictable. The four spirits of heaven are born as gods. They are not rejected by heaven, so it is natural that they cannot be suppressed."

No matter how high the level of the little female dragon is, it is still just a dragon. It is different from the 'Azure Dragon' among the four spirits in the sky. I can only nod to this explanation. It looked at the woman in the gold skirt and said again:

"In the battle just now, that kid killed two monks at the sixth and seventh levels of the Spiritual Valley with his first-level body. If nothing else, his killing power was unparalleled in the world. You were talking big words just now...

...When you were seventeen years old, you were only halfway through the Spiritual Valley, and you were almost abducted and sold by wild cultivators. Then you fled into the South China Sea with a rat in your arms, and were slaughtered by a dragon. At that time, if you were to challenge him one on one, this dragon would think that you I can't withstand his sword. "

The little female dragon is telling the truth. "Sword One" means that one sword can defeat all kinds of magic between people in the same realm. No matter you are the favored son of heaven or the reincarnation of gods and demons, before "Sword One", you are no different from all living beings, otherwise you are not worthy. Called 'Sword One'.

When the woman in the golden skirt was at the first level of the Spiritual Valley, she didn't know how to use the sword, so even if she knew all kinds of spells and divine abilities, she would still lose in a duel.

She was able to use Qi Refining to suppress Youhuang just now because she used the phoenix essence and blood as a guide, turned the blood into Qi, and forcibly used the great Divine Ability that even the monks of Linggu should not be able to do, so that it produced such a terrifying effect.

If it were just a normal twelfth level Qi Refining, the Demon Sealing Sword Formation would not be released, and it would be drained of blood and vitality and die violently.

The woman in the gold skirt didn't care about the little female dragon's 'disdain', and just said:

"Without unreachable pressure, how can there be motivation to climb to the top? Only by letting him understand the 'gap' between himself and the strong will he not be content with being ordinary and find ways to force himself to go further. However, you are too underestimated. Me, when my Spiritual Valley is at the first level, killing him is easy."

The little female dragon did not refute this:

"This dragon also sees that he has weaknesses, and he is more greedy for red and pink beauty. If you want to kill him when you are in the first level of Linggu, you can use a beauty trick to kill him while he is defenseless during sex; however, you will not use this method. I tried my best, so I just couldn’t beat him.”

"Whether you want to use it or not, it's up to me to decide. Then his life and death are in my hands; so he is not my opponent."

The little female dragon thought about it and felt it made sense, so she changed her words:

"You people say that even if you die under the peonies, you can be romantic even if you are a ghost. If you really go and use a honey trap to kill him, I don't think he will feel a great loss."

The woman in the gold skirt closed her eyes, too lazy to discuss it with Gang Jinglong...

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Fifteen thousand words.

Thank you to the leader of [Shanzhong Shushi] for the reward!

Debt (50/364+)

It feels pretty fast~

(end of this chapter)