Tianlong Jianzun

Chapter 139 A more proud Fang Qingxue

When the sound came out from the forbidden formation, it became extremely ethereal and dreamy, as if coming from the void in the distance.

"There is actually the influence of soul aura in it. The forbidden formation is ancient and mottled, and has a certain space aura effect. This turtle grandson did not lie to me, Master Que."

Que Xinyan made a judgment in his mind, so he naturally had no doubts about him.

As for being 'looked down' by Wan Xuegui, although he was very annoyed, he endured it for the time being - first get the treasure from the forbidden land.

Que Xinyan stepped into the forbidden formation.

A powerful force of confinement suddenly emerged. Que Xinyan raised his head and saw that Wan Xuegui was extremely calm and looked at him with a bit of ridicule on his face.

Que Xinyan felt a sense of crisis in his heart, but he just thought it was the danger of the ancient forbidden formation. He was a little more vigilant and carefully dealt with the possible dangers in the forbidden formation.

Wan Xuegui was patient, his body trembled slightly, this was excited.

Que Xinyan was completely enveloped by the Forbidden Formation, and his entire realm was imprisoned by the ancient Desolate Forbidden Formation.

"We can't use our abilities here. How do we teleport to the Forbidden Land?"

Que Xinyan asked.

Wan Xuegui had a cold, arrogant and joking look on his face, and said, "Who said I was going to the Forbidden Land?"

Que Xinyan was stunned, and the expression on his plump face couldn't help but become more exciting: "No? Not going? What do you mean?"

Wanxuegui laughed loudly, but his tone was as resentful as that of an abandoned resentful woman: "What do you mean? Now that we're here, Master Gui, let me see how you can resist?!"

Que Xinyan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and said in a loud voice: "What? You son of a bitch, you actually have plans for me, Mr. Que? You, you, you, don't act blindly, Mr. Que, I am a gold-eating rat, a male Yeah! You you-"

Hearing this, Wan Xue Gui also stumbled and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were bigger than a cow's eyes: "Have you... any intention? Xiong? Xiong? Xiong, your uncle! Guiye is going to do it this time. Lock you down and take away your treasure! To vent the hatred in my heart!"

After Wan Xuegui finished speaking one word, a terrifying force of sword soul was suppressed directly towards Que Xinyan.

"Uh - you made such a vicious oath and you don't abide by it? Your most respected ancestor doesn't care anymore?"

Que Xinyan's surprise was no small matter.

As he spoke, he wanted to take some elixir to activate some of his strength and escape forcefully!

baby?The treasure is his life, even more precious than his life. He would rather die than surrender!
"Escape?"

Wanxuegui sneered, transformed into the void with a palm, turned into a big hand more than ten meters long, and slapped Que Xinyan to the ground with a slap.

"Puff-"

Que Xinyan ate a big mouthful of dirt, and his two front teeth were knocked off, causing a big mouthful of blood to flow out.

"I | grass | your uncle!"

Que Xinyan grinned and shouted loudly, but unfortunately he could not speak clearly.

"Bring it!"

Wan Xuegui chuckled, slapped a hand, and grabbed a handful directly between Que Xinyan's eyebrows.

Wanxuegui still had the blessing of combat power in this ancient forbidden formation, but instead of Que Xinyan, his combat power was completely shackled.

In comparison, Que Xinyan has no defense at all!

Although he can use some of the zhenqi he has cultivated, he is still capable of fighting against ordinary monks in the Sword Spirit Realm, but it is a joke to deal with Wanxuegui in the half-step virtual realm.

"Ahhhh-grandson Gui, you have the ability to kill Master Que, otherwise Master Que will dig out all the ancestral graves of your Wan family!"

Que Xinyan shouted loudly, but Wan Xuegui grabbed him between his eyebrows.

"Chichi-"

A sacrificed Qiankun ring hidden in Que Xin Yanmei's heart was immediately taken out.

Later, Wan Xuegui directly snatched the Qiankun ring from Que Xinyan's hand, gathered Que Xinyan's blood essence and blood, put it into the Qiankun ring, and directly unlocked the Qiankun ring.He had completely ignored Que Xinyan's scolding - who made him feel so happy?

The louder the dead rat roared, the happier he felt.

"The battle armor you are wearing | is of heavenly rank, take it off for Master Gui!"

Wanxuegui would not be polite. Ye Tianling was too cruel to him, and he had no sympathy for Que Xinyan - his own direct disciple Gu Xianer. Because Ye Tianling deceived him Wanxuegui, he forcibly After eliminating the soul induction connection between master and apprentice, now he can't find Gu Xian'er at all!
Ninety-nine percent of the time it is impossible to find this disciple!

When Wan Xuegui thought about it, he suddenly felt that his teeth were itching with hatred.

"Grandson Gui, you are simply crazy! Just wait!"

Que Xinyan's armor was robbed, and even the inner armor he was wearing was snatched away by Wanxuegui.

Then, in Que Xinyan's frightened eyes, Wan Xuegui suppressed Que Xinyan directly into the pit of Wannian.

After all the work was done, Wan Xuegui felt that he had become the hero of Cangyan Mansion, killing harm for the people and finally getting rid of this dead rat.

"Grandson Gui, Master Que is not done with you! Master knows this and will definitely stand up for me!"

Que Xinyan's voice came faintly.

"Master? Haha, your master has no chance!"

Wan Xuegui chuckled, then didn't take it seriously and told all the grudges between him and Ye Tianling.

At the end of the day, I didn't forget to say: "Suppressing you damn rat, this is just the beginning, it's just interest! Hey, when I figure out all the functions of your baby, I'll find your master - Ye Tianling The big devil will settle the score and suppress him in a latrine to keep you company!"

Wan Xuegui said, laughing and leaving.

When Que Xinyan learned the truth, his heart felt as if he had been trampled by thousands of horses running wildly, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out for dozens of meters!
"Old Que De is like this. Master Tianling, you are such a genius, how can you be more cheating than old Que De... Master Que is really having a hard life, with such two unscrupulous masters..."

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In the independent space area in the blood-colored ice lake, Ye Tianling used black crystal stones to arrange a rock array to protect it, and continued to practice and enlightenment.

At the same time, Ye Tianling also sacrificed the Xuanyuan Heavenly Evil Sword, preparing to use the Xuanyuan Heavenly Evil Sword to devour the 'Elemental Magnetic Slaying Evil Sword', the withered branches of enlightenment, and the ice-blooded lotus flesh.

Time, five days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Ye Tianling woke up from his realization. The realm of the third heaven of the sword soul was further accumulated, and he was only a corner away from the third heaven of perfection.

He stood up and was about to sacrifice the dragon's blood and use the Xuanyuan Evil Sword to devour the divinity in those treasures.

At this time, Ye Tianling's soul detection talent suddenly started to sense.

"Ten Thousand Bloods has returned?"

Ye Tianling had a thought in his mind, and through the hidden aura fluctuations in the stone formation, he immediately judged that Wan Xue had returned.

Through the Stone Array and the Nine Palaces and Bagua Array, Ye Tianling saw Wanxuegui from a hidden angle.

At this time, Wan Xuegui looked like a peerless young man, full of spirituality.The divine brilliance of the treasure armor on his body was flowing, and the dense light was a bit scorching.

"Good guy...he's got a treasure again? Now that you've got a great opportunity, you want to give it to grandpa?"

Ye Tianling's eyes rolled, and then he glanced at the fake Ice Blood Lotus in Fang Qingxue's Qiankun ring, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

Ye Tianling used the Samadhi True Fire Breath to refine two pieces of weapon refining materials to the size of a football. Then he used the "Turtle Breath Kung Fu" and "Small Wuxiang Kung" to shorten his height by a few points, and at the same time, the bones on his face began to deform. ...

After a while, Ye Tianling stuffed two footballs into the light green gauze skirt, making himself proud and fierce.

Then, he waved his hand to create a line of light and shadow, and carefully compared and adjusted the reflection.

In the reflection, a lifelike, more 'proud' Fang Qingxue, as cold as an iceberg snow girl, appeared.

(End of this chapter)