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Chapter 528 Strong and insidious

"My name is Shen He, the one from the Nine Heavens Ruins of the Seven Feather Sect of the Yue Kingdom."

The vicissitudes of life sighed and said: "Now, with a thick face, I want to ask for a favor from my little friend and save Mr. Han. He was a nice guy. It's a pity that he died."

After saying that, his spiritual thought transmitted a picture of the current formation situation where the plant spirit fruit was located, as well as the changes in the surrounding formation after the plant spirit fruit was taken away.

"Senior Shen He..."

Jiang Ding remained silent.

After thinking for a moment, he extracted a memory from the memory of his youth more than a hundred years ago. The sea of ​​​​consciousness changed for a moment, and a simulated breath was sent up.

This breath is vicissitudes of life, thick, and has the domineering coolness of thunder.

There is a big difference between the aura simulated by the words recorded on the stone slab in memory and the person's current aura.

Although favors can be given, they must be from the senior.

Parents, children, and inheritance disciples can barely do it.

"As far as I know, tens of thousands of years is too long?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"My little friend's discernment is perfect."

The vicissitudes of life said with a wry smile: "Shen He back then... I don't know what the situation was. In short, I don't know if I am considered Taoist Shen He, or if I am just a part of the remnant soul that turned into a ghost or something."

"Maybe not the same person."

He said calmly.

Although he has a crush on Mr. Han and his body is attached to him, he can't do anything about it, so he has to leave as long as he has a clear conscience.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ding thought again.

That's it,

A small thing, whether it's wrong or good, doesn't matter.

"Senior, do you really want to save me?"

"Just some golden elixir monks."

Jiang Ding asked again.

He was very grateful to Senior Shen He of the Nine Heavens God Thunder Sect. When he was young, weak and extremely poor, he received a huge legacy that allowed his mother to survive.

This kind of gratitude is naturally not endless.

After this is done, there will be no severing of ties, and both parties will have good feelings and friendships, and can interact with each other as ordinary Taoist friends.

However, in the future, if you have difficulties, you may or may not be helped. Just like today, it all depends on your mood, and there is no longer a definite answer.

"Some golden elixir monks..."

The vicissitudes of life made the voice smile bitterly.

He knew that this was a huge waste.

This kind of kendo prodigy is extremely difficult to show favor to, and they often only have the opportunity when the opponent is weak.

Favors become more and more precious as time goes by.

If you take a gamble, it might be worth a whole world thousands of years later.

However, it is of no use no matter how much hope you have in the future if you lose your physical body.

"Please take action, little friend."

"it is good."

Jiang Ding nodded, and the golden elixir's peak mana burst out, breaking through the air towards the original place.

……

On the battlefield,

Han Lin, who was surrounded by layers of formations, was reduced to skin and bones, and his aura was extremely weak. Even the Ten Thousand Soul Flags that had been protecting him were knocked off by the bronze sword and fell to the ground, his spiritual light dimming.

"You really don't have any trump cards?"

"That's right, escaping from the pursuit of the Six Paths Saint Son is already very rare."

The red-faced old man and the beautiful woman looked at each other, each exploded with magic power, and used the black coffin and the bronze weapon to smash at the young man's body. Most of their attention was focused on the people of the same race beside them.

"Die!"

The red-faced old man drank lowly and was suddenly startled.

However, he saw that the young man in front of him relaxed. He no longer had any despair or anxiety, and his whole body relaxed.

They even started to close their eyes and adjust their breaths on the spot, seizing the time to recover their bodies and souls that were about to collapse, and ignoring their surroundings.

"Alas, I have suffered a big loss this time. Boy Han, you must become a powerful person in the future..." The old voice chattered endlessly in the sea of ​​consciousness, sighing.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

The red-faced old man and the beautiful woman sneered, and activated their magic power, causing the bronze gun and the black coffin to go faster.

Thinking about them, they have lived for hundreds of years, what kind of people, what kind of battles have not been experienced, how can this little trick of pretending to be a ghost distract them?

At the moment when the black coffin and the bronze gun were about to smash the young man's body to pieces.

A blue flying sword appeared.

One sword struck at two high-grade magic weapons.

A mediocre basic swordsmanship and sword-cutting style.

The sword body, which is about a foot long, is as tiny as dust in front of the giant pillar-like bronze sword and black coffin magic weapon, and is almost ignored.

boom!

A violent explosion.

Two high-grade magic weapons, which have been refined to the level of more than sixty earth evil spirits. The copper Ge and black coffin magic weapons, which are almost perfect to the earth evil spirit, are blown away from the front like being struck by lightning, and the spiritual light is uncertain.

That small flying sword contained unimaginable power.

It is the mountain, others are the dust.

"Who?!"

The two peak Golden Core cultivators turned pale as if they were struck by lightning. They spat out a mouthful of red blood and their aura dropped significantly.

Let’s talk about magic treasures again.

The black coffin magic weapon has been refined to the point where it is almost a magic weapon.

But at this time, a sword mark appeared on the coffin, and the strands of sword intention of destruction poured into the magic weapon's restriction along the sword mark, destroying everything crazily, and had to spend a lot of spiritual consciousness and mana to suppress it and delay the magic weapon. Time for total collapse.

It can only be delayed, not stopped!

This sword intent, even if it is not in its complete state, is too vicious.

"Sword cultivator?!"

"Sword Intent!"

The red-faced old man's body trembled, remembering some terrible memories, and was pulled by the breath of the sword to look in one place.

The void was hazy, and as the sword intent erupted, a young man in green clothes appeared in the sky, with dissatisfaction in his eyes and calculations.

'This body is too weak to carry all the sword intent. '

'Flying swords won't work either. '

"This mana? It's not a monk from the Great Sun Sword Sect!"

"Who are you?"

In a short time, the red-faced old man came to his senses and said sternly: "This is the territory of my Hei clan. My ancestor is meditating in the fairy city. If he attacks the direct descendants of my Hei clan, have you thought about the consequences?"

Without any further instructions, the beautiful woman secretly typed Hei's message for help, and used many different methods to avoid being intercepted.

They had spent the past two hundred years in war, and everything worked together in perfect harmony.

The two of them were 100% sure that after receiving the call for help, the Animal Spirit Fairy City would definitely send a large number of people to come for reinforcements. If they persist for some time, no matter what kind of golden elixir they are, they will definitely be killed!

"You two have good fighting qualities."

Jiang Ding did not answer their questions and praised them.

During the healing process, Han Lin couldn't help but open his eyes and expand his consciousness.

"If you hand over this person and retreat now, everything will be fine..."

The red-faced old man was yelling at something, with a look of horror in his eyes.

My throat felt cold,

A line of blood emerged.

Then, the two heads rolled down and a fountain of blood rose into the sky.

The figure of the young man in green collapsed and disappeared.

At the same time, another figure appeared next to the two of them, put away a flying sword, took back the blood and corpse, and cast a spell to clear the atmosphere.

Han Lin felt chills running down his spine.

He could clearly see that a ray of sword light hid the sword body. Taking advantage of the moment when the two were attracted by the front, a ray of sword light broke through the shield and circled around the necks of the two peak golden elixir monks. Two natal magic weapons Unable to react in time, his head fell to the ground.

"Boy Han, learn from it."

The old voice praised: "It doesn't matter if you are strong, but you are still so insidious."

"This kind of person is like an immortal person."

"Senior taught me this lesson."

Han Lin deeply agreed and kept it in his heart.

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(End of this chapter)