Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

How could a mortal have such a precious treasure?

Just thinking, a figure fell from the sky and reached for the box with ginseng. If Feng Yimo didn't have the divine sense, I'm afraid he would have been successful. What a fengyimo. When he was in danger, he grasped the big box with his left hand and pressed the stone with his right hand. The whole person floated back. He could escape the grasp of others. It was chiyangzi who was looking for his own trouble!

"No wonder you kill innocent people indiscriminately. It turns out that you are coveting other people's treasures. It's really hateful. The monk's face makes you lose everything, and you still don't offer them?" Chiyangzi's hair and beard were all open, and his face was proud, but his eyes were always staring at the human figure. His greedy color showed itself, and he was very happy: "I didn't expect to encounter such a treasure after one experience! Dear, this ginseng must be at least 900 years old. It can be completely transformed into human form. Its efficacy should be doubled at least. If I cultivate it for several decades, won't it become a third-class panacea? Then... " The more he thinks about it, the happier he will be. There are not many level 3 elixirs in the whole clan. Even if he doesn't use them, he can get a lot of contribution points and get more resources. He may even use this treasure as a knock at the door to worship an elder! Therefore, this treasure must be obtained!

Wind Yi Mo see chiyangzi greedy looking at his hands of the human ginseng, where don't know his idea, sniff, also don't answer, turn around and run. After a short rest just now, his physical strength completely recovered and his fatigue was exhausted. He didn't eat for nothing. Although most of his spiritual power was absorbed by the spirit eating silkworm, his physical transformation was real. His legs were strong and powerful. He moved like a rabbit and disappeared in the forest in the blink of an eye!

Chiyangzi gaped and couldn't help laughing. He had just entered the period of practicing Qi. How dare he run away in front of himself? It's hard for him to think of himself. He didn't hurry to sacrifice his flying sword, jumped up and kept up. He wanted to play with the young man in front of him like chasing prey to see how he was tired to death!

Feng Yimo runs frantically, relying on his strong divine sense, and specially selects difficult places to run. At night, the mountain wind in the forest roars, and the wild animals go out. After two passes by the wolves, there is no alarm, but Chi Yangzi who comes after him is in bad luck. The wolves roar at Chi Yangzi who is flying in the air. Chi Yangzi who is angry and ashamed swings a few light blades and cuts more than ten wolves into two sections Catch up with Feng Yimo.

After running desperately for an hour, Feng Yimo can't hold on. If he has spiritual power, it's easy to do. At least he can escape from chiyangzi's pursuit with the help of Feng Yi Shu. Now he can't escape his pursuit with only two legs. He looks at the human figure ginseng in his hand, breaks off an arm, puts it into his mouth, and chews and swallows. In the sweet and bitter taste, he penetrated into the meridians with a strong spiritual power, which made him feel light all over. The wind moving skill was unfolded, and the whole person turned into a green shadow, leaping several feet in a single leap, and the speed increased several times.

"Why? What's going on? Why is it missing? " Chiyangzi, flying with the imperial sword, saw that the boy who was closely following had no trace. He quickly pinched the Jue with his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, put a touch on his eyes, opened his night vision eyes, and saw a fuzzy shadow more than 200 feet away. He was surprised and quickly put his right foot on the flying sword, which improved his flying speed.

The more he chased, the more frightened he was. He had already used 90% of his speed, but he could only keep up with the speed of the young man in front of him. You should know that he was flying with a sword, and the other side only relied on a pair of flesh legs. Was it because he had extraordinary physical training skills and was an individual cultivation? Thinking of this, he sped up, flew with all his strength, and finally flew to the front of the boy, fell down and blocked the way.

However, when he saw that the young man's mouth was still half a root of ginseng whiskers, he was mad: "you, you son of a bitch, you ate ginseng raw. It's outrageous Chiyangzi looked up and sighed, turned his face to show ferocity, and walked step by step to fengyimo: "you just finished eating, the medicine has not been fully absorbed, I want to refine you into a magic pill! Boy, I was going to save your life, but you don't know what to do. If you eat my treasure, you will accept your life! "

Ah? Feng Yimo was stunned. It was because he had eaten a ginseng that chiyangzi, who was in front of him, wanted to treat himself as a panacea. It was so cruel. He just regarded himself as a weed! Without waiting for his reaction, chiyangzi's right hand touched him, and a big hand which was transformed from the spirit power grabbed him. Feng Yimo quickly retreated, but the big hand followed closely like a maggot of tarsal bone. He turned his wrist, grabbed half of the spirit weapon and cleaved to the spirit power big hand!

Whoa! Lingli's big hand was split in half by the broken sword, and turned into a cyan light spot. Feng Yimo was surprised. However, chiyangzi sneered: "it's just half a piece of inferior spirit weapon. I don't know what it means! Take my sword With that, the flying sword in his hand broke through the air and went straight to the top of Feng Yimo's head!

In a panic, Feng Yimo raised half of the sword in his hand and heard a loud noise. He flew out and broke two trees before he stopped castration. He just stood up, his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth. Cracks appeared on the half of the sword in his hand, making a clear clattering sound. Clattering became countless pieces scattered, leaving only the hilt left behind In hand.

Feng Yimo throws the hilt of the sword and wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looks at chiyangzi who is walking slowly. Even if he has one percent cultivation in his previous life, he can crush the person in front of him. But now he has to be bullied. He has no spiritual power. He is not an opponent just by his physical body. What should he do?"Don't, don't kill me, ginseng and I didn't eat them all!" Wind Yi Mo a face is frightened, take out half ginseng from the bosom, both hands offer, hand all shiver into a ball, appear to be matchless fear.

"Not all?" Chiyangzi is overjoyed. He rushes to fengyimo and grabs the ginseng. It's really half of the human ginseng. He can't help laughing. At this time, he stands two feet in front of fengyimo and is happy to be lost. Unexpectedly, fengyimo's face is full of fear. Instead, he takes out a long knife full of rust from his right hand and says, "yes." Quasi red Yangzi's chest stabbed!

"Go to hell!" Wind Yi Mo roars, this is his last chance, so close, must kill chiyangzi, he does not believe that chiyangzi get human form participation, let go of himself.

Chiyangzi snorted coldly. His left hand held the formal parameter, and the palm of his right hand gave out a blue light. A two foot square spiritual shield flashed, blocking the rusty long sword. In his opinion, an ordinary iron knife could not pierce his own spiritual shield. Even if the spiritual shield could not block his body, he still had first-class inner armor.

However, what surprised him was that the rusty long knife pierced the Lingli shield and pierced through the palm of his hand. The sharp blade almost cut off his palm and touched his armor. The armor seemed to be as fragile as a paste paper. The long knife pierced through his chest and back, and there was no handle!