Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Whizzing!

The bookworm snapped his fingers and shot out two fingers, smashing the two snake-headed scorpions on Murong Yuan's mountain into flying ash.

Then stretched out a ray of consciousness, entered Murong Yuanshan's body and swam around for a while, his face immediately changed drastically.Although Murong Yuanshan's physical body was not seriously damaged, his Yuanshen was frighteningly weak. He had only the strength of the mid-to-late stage of Qi refining, and was still shrinking, crumbling like a flame in the wind.

And he himself, under the impact of the power of the two worlds, has already passed out directly.

"Brother Murong, don't love to fight anymore, your descendant's condition is not good, you must take it back for treatment immediately!"

Shudian sent a voice transmission to Murong Zhuo.

Murong Zhuo's face turned cold, but he didn't turn around immediately, but waved his arms, and swept the monstrous sea of ​​flames around him into arrows of flames, and shot at the real Zhan Xiang.

Calligraphy and painting double idiots were not idle, they shot at the same time, and each smashed out a golden talisman. When the talisman was in the air, it exploded, and two strong men holding golden swords jumped out of the talisman, slashing at the warrior. elephant.

After the three of them hit a note, they immediately fled towards Gu Wai.

Zhan Xiangren watched the three flee, with a ferocious sneer in his huge eyes, he didn't chase after him, but just waved the huge ax in his hand, sending out a series of fierce winds, breaking up the attacks of the three.

There was another burst of bang bang.

Murong Zhuo's rocket is naturally much better than looking for rockets, but for the Zhanxiang Daoist in the mid-Yuanying period, it is only a small way, but he is a golden warrior who is both calligraphy and painting idiots. The spirit of breaking through mountains and mountains is as real as it is, and each statue has the full blow of a monk in the early stage of Yuanying.

Don't mention Zhan Xiang Zhenren, but say that Murong Zhuo and the other three rushed out of the valley at high speed.The three have their own priorities, Qingzhuzi is the fastest, Shudian is second, and Murong Zhuo is the third.

Green Bamboo, who was walking in the front, suddenly felt an inexplicable depression in his heart. In the red mist outside the valley not far away, there seemed to be an irresistible existence guarding him.A ferocious and indifferent breath came from the depths of the red mist!

"go back!"

A cold and ruthless voice full of tyranny came from the blood mist.

Then an overwhelming force surged in, before Qing Zhuzi saw the opponent's attack clearly, he was hit hard, the huge force hit his chest, almost smashing his bones.

The green bamboo spat out a big mouthful of blood, and flew back upside down like a kite with a broken string.He fell to the ground with no blood on his face.

Shudian and Murong Zhuo were a few steps behind him, and they clearly saw a palm as tall as an ancient tree suddenly appearing in the blood mist, knocking the green bamboo into the air.

Seeing that the green bamboo had no strength to fight back, the two of them changed their expressions drastically, and immediately turned around and flew back backwards.

The giant palm didn't seem to have the intention of killing the three of them, and when they saw the three retreating, they immediately disappeared without a trace.

The two of Murong Zhuo landed beside Qing Zhuzi.Lift him up.Shudian anxiously said: "How is the injury?"

Qing Zhuzi broke out in cold sweat, frowning.Enduring the severe pain, he shook his head and smiled wryly, "The Nascent Soul was almost smashed to pieces, this guy at least has the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul."

The faces of Murong Zhuo and the two immediately turned ugly.

Shudian handed Murong Yuanshan to Murong Zhuo, stroked Qing Zhuzi's back, and injected a stream of pure vitality to heal him.

After Murong Zhuo briefly checked Murong Yuanshan's injuries, he immediately stared coldly at Zhan Xiang and the movement in Hong Wu.Although he was concerned about Murong Yuanshan's injury.But now that Qingzhuzi is seriously injured, it is naturally impossible to leave the two of them alone.

With a sneer on his face, the real Zhan Xiang walked step by step, his footsteps boomed, and the trembling valley shook for a while.But there was no movement in the red mist.

"If the old man didn't want to take you guys as his subordinates, the palm just now would have shattered your Nascent Soul long ago."

The cold voice came again.

Bookman stared into the depths of the red mist, and said sternly, "Who are you? The slap just now is not enough for us to be your subordinates."

"Hahahaha, little fat man, seeing the strength of that big guy, isn't it enough to make your heart move? You must know that he was just an idiot who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage and hadn't even comprehended the laws. It’s improved so much.”

The man in the fog echoed his laughter, indescribably proud.

After hearing the other party scolding him for being a fool, Zhan Xiang's eyes flashed an unconcealable rage, but then disappeared immediately, as if he was very afraid of him.

Shudian's eyes sank, the opponent's methods were unimaginable, if that was the case, many monks would have volunteered to vote without him forcing him, but Shudian believed that Zhanxiang Daoist must have paid unimaginable sacrifices in order to obtain powerful strength. painful price.

"Who is your Excellency? What is your cultivation level?"

Humanity in the fog: "You are not qualified to know the name of the old man, even in the entire Qiongtian East Continent, perhaps no one is qualified to know, if you are willing to become my subordinates and find resources for me to recover, the old man can Guaranteed, in the near future, you will all be the top monks in Qiongtian Continent."

In the words, there is endless persuasion.

As soon as the two Shudians heard it, they knew that the other party was most likely the old monster Lichen mentioned by the Taoist Yin Xing. If they were replaced by ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivators, they would not dare to say such arrogant words.

Murong Zhuo has a strong temper, it is impossible to accept that he is a pawn in the hands of others, and he will shout angrily when he raises his eyebrows.

Bookman pressed his shoulders, stopped him, and said in a calm voice: "I don't know what the senior wants us to do, so that we are willing to give the opportunity. After becoming your subordinates, what do we need to do?"

The man in the fog laughed loudly and said: "Little fat man, I know that you are trying to trick me, and you don't really want to take refuge in me, but what is the old man afraid of, as long as you swallow the heart-changing pill that the old man refined, the old man will die I will give you rewards immediately, but how much chance you can get depends on your performance in the future, as for what the old man wants you to do, I will naturally tell you when you take refuge in me."

The three book-crazy people looked at each other, showing confusion at the same time. Obviously, none of them had heard of the name of Stealing God Changing Heart Pill, but it must be some kind of pill to control the mind.

Shudian's right hand clamped the green bamboo silently, and then gave Murong Yuanshan a wink, then suddenly took out a few talismans and smashed them on the ground, the three of them ran away in mid-air.

"Senior's promise is good, but the three of us may not be able to bear it, so we bid farewell!"

Light and shadow flickered, where the three of them were standing, a cylindrical golden mask with a radius of five or six feet suddenly appeared. This mask was so huge that it looked like a giant pillar reaching the sky from a distance, protecting the three of them around. There is only a huge exit left above.

"Stop them!"

The man in the fog shouted angrily, and the blood mist surged violently, condensing three blood-colored mist guns and shooting at the three of them.

Zhanxiang Daoist roared and smashed out the giant ax in his hand, then transformed into a burly monk with big arms and round waist, stepped on the void, and strode after him.

boom!

The circular beam of light only lasted for a breath before it shattered into golden light.

The book-crazy trio rushed into the air, and saw the clouds in the sky gather rapidly, condensing into a big white hand, and slapped it head-on with a palm.

And not far below, Zhanxiang Daoist is rapidly approaching.

At this moment, a bright light flew from afar and went straight to the big white hand in the sky.The speed of the light was extremely fast, and after a few breaths, it became a hundred-foot-long snow-white sword glow!

boom!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and after the snow-white sword light collided with the big hand, the sword light dissipated instantly, but the big white hand was also at the end of its strength, and the energy fell on the three of them, but it was slightly heavy.

"You three guys, when did you get into trouble with this old monster?"

A scolding sound came from a distance.

In an instant, a tall and thin figure flew over from a distance and landed beside the three of them. With a flick of his sleeves, he wrapped the three of them together and flew away to the distance.

"Senior Brother Yuelong? How could it be you?"

Bookman was pleasantly surprised, and looked in disbelief at the white-haired, pale-faced Taoist Yuelong who was dressed as a Confucian scholar.

"Go back to Taiyi Gate first!"

Daoist Yuelong was full of vitality, and he raised his hand and shot a talisman at the chasing real Zhan Xiang, the look in his eyes under his snow-white eyebrows was as bright as stars. (To be continued..)