Xianhong Road

Chapter 420

When the three "Linglong Heart Jade" blooming with magnificent crystal light fell from above, there was chaos below, and all the monks on the field jumped up to fight for it.

"As long as you can get a 'Linglong Heart Jade' and give it to Qianqiu Wuhen, you can ask him to help you fulfill a wish..."

Wu Jin's eyes were full of greed, he wanted to get a Linglong Heart Jade to fulfill one of his wishes.

"In the camp of human monks, there must be no second Qianqiu Wuhen..."

Under the small hall of Jin Jiaolong, he showed ferocity and madness, and flew towards a Linglong Heart Jade in the midair. He wanted to prevent the birth of the second Qianqiu Wuhen.

Shi Qianhan recovered his shock, and even let out a long sigh of relief.

After all, three exquisite heart jades were successfully born under his own twists and turns.

He hugged Deng Shiyao, his Xiangyun boots trembled under his feet, he moved out of thin air again, and grabbed one of the Linglong Heart Jade.

When Shi Qianhan landed, Jin Jiao Xiaolong and Wu Jin also got a Linglong Heart Jade one after another.

These three people are all existences whose strength surpasses that of ordinary golden core monks. The other monks and strong monks did not dare to go and snatch them when they saw it.

"I've already got a 'Linglong Heart Jade', if I can get another 'Jade Pill', then this trip to Tianlan Palace will be perfect..."

Wu Jin put Linglong Xinyu into the storage bag, and his cold eyes fixed on Deng Shiyao's face again.

At this moment, after taking a few top-grade Huishen Pills, Deng Shiyao's complexion has improved a lot, her pretty face blushed, and she said to Shi Qianhan, "You still don't let me go."

Shi Qianhan put her down, feeling a little disappointed in his heart: "You have to be careful."

He still needs to compete for another Linglong Heart Jade to complete the task entrusted by Ouyang Feng, and then he will pay off a favor.

"What does my safety have to do with Your Excellency?" Deng Shiyao wondered, looking at this ruthless man with a pair of bright eyes full of aura and poetry, a little surprised.

Shi Qianhan remained silent.

"Shi Qianhan, how about this, let's make a deal."

Wu Jin came out suddenly and confronted Shi Qianhan. Seeing this, the other monks stepped aside one after another.

"What deal?" Shi Qianhan asked indifferently.

"I want this woman by your side. You can ask for whatever you want, including magic weapons, spirit stones, and spirit pills. As long as Wu can afford it, he will definitely agree." A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Jin's mouth.

He also understood that with his own strength, it might be very difficult to defeat Shi Qianhan.

Hearing this, Deng Shiyao's tender body froze, with a hint of worry on her brows, she looked at Shi Qianhan with her bright eyes: "Daoist Shi, Shiyao's life was saved by you, now my life is up to you to decide."

Shi Qianhan pondered, and he couldn't help but tentatively asked: "If I want to exchange another Linglong Heart Jade in your hand, are you willing?"

"Linglong Heart Jade?" Wu Jin frowned, thought for a moment, and replied, "Yes."

Shi Qianhan was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to be willing.

In this way, the unknown panacea Deng Shiyao obtained before is much more precious than the Linglong Heart Jade?

"How about it, is Fellow Daoist Shi willing to trade?" Wu Jin asked lightly.

"Yes, but there is a prerequisite. You must defeat me, Shi, otherwise how can you have the qualifications to trade with me fairly?"

Shi Qianhan smiled coldly.

"Shi Qianhan, you are courting death!" Wu Jin was furious, murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, and with a wave of the black flag in his hand, the billowing purple-black magic cloud suddenly condensed.

Seeing the conflict between the two, Jin Jiaoxiaolong showed sarcasm, of course he would rather be a fisherman.

Although he is respected as a divine beast of the same rank, facing either Shi Qianhan or Wu Jin, he is not quite sure of beheading him.

"Look, there are some restrictions loosening in the medicine cabinet here."

At this moment, some monks discovered the changes in the secret room of the pharmacy.

It turned out that Shi Qianhan used Thunder Dragon Secret Scroll just now to strike, although it did not destroy the ancient mirror at the hub of the formation, it also loosened the indoor restraint further.

Most of the powerhouses thought that they were not qualified to participate in the battle between Shi Qianhan, Wu Jin, and Jin Jiaoxiaolong, and decisively went everywhere to find loopholes in the ban.

At this time, Shi Qianhan and Wu Jin had already started to confront each other in the secret room.

Bang bang boom!
After letting go of Deng Shiyao, Shi Qianhan's powerful Nine Nether Demon Art released a monstrous coercion, fully exerting the essence of the magic way.

After just one or two face-to-face encounters, Wu Jin was at a disadvantage.

After all, he is not a great cultivator of Jindan. Although he has improved his strength by a large amount through some secret techniques, he still cannot stand up to Shi Qianhan and the peacock demon.

Fortunately, the white-haired golden elixir joined in in time, and the two fought against Shi Qianhan together, and both sides sacrificed magic weapons one after another.

Shi Qianhan sacrificed a middle-grade magical weapon, the magic knife, which was suppressed for a short time.

Seeing this, Deng Shiyao immediately joined the battle circle, with a halo of yin and yang flashing above her head, her eyes were absolutely calm, and she danced gracefully with a beautiful posture, joining hands with Shi Qianhan.

The supreme mystery of the Taishang Wangqing Jue allows her to compete against the golden core monk in a short period of time.

As a result, Shi Qianhan's side once again gained the upper hand.

"I can't use my hole cards yet..."

Shi Qianhan's heart was calm, he had to be on guard at all times from His Royal Highness Jin Jiaolong who was peeping in the dark.

Compared with the threat of this beast-level golden dragon, Wu Jin and the white-haired golden elixir teaming up are not as good.

The four of them fought more and more fiercely, and gradually fired up real fire, making it impossible for everyone in the secret room of the pharmacy to hide.

As time went by, Wu Jin finally became impatient.

At a certain moment, he abruptly withdrew from the battle circle, and interlaced his hands to strike out a complex formula, exuding a cold and terrifying aura that was several times stronger than before.

Suddenly, a coercion belonging to the Nascent Soul stage descended on the audience.

what!
Shi Qianhan, Jin Jiaoxiaolong and others changed their colors.

"Hahaha...see how you fight me?"

Wu Jin let out a long laugh, he didn't know what kind of secret technique he had used, and he actually raised his soul power to the Nascent Soul stage in a short time, and his mana to the peak of Jindan.

"Martial nephew, quick battle and quick decision..."

Another cold voice came from Wu Jin's mouth.

Shi Qianhan's pupils shrank, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, he thought of a person... Master Yinhun! ! !
"Yes, Uncle Shi, with your help with the 'Yin Yuan Separation Art', my current strength is enough to disdain Jindan."

Wu Jin looked like he was holding the winning ticket, and his whole face showed a ferocious and crazy look.

After finishing speaking, he roared fiercely and waved the black flag, the purple-black magic cloud doubled in size and scattered Shi Qianhan and Deng Shiyao at once.

Immediately, with a touch of his hands, it turned into two ghostly purple lights, which struck Shi Qianhan and Deng Shiyao like lightning.

A deadly crisis rushed towards the face, and the hearts of the Jindan powerhouses in the entire secret room were palpitated, and the chill rushed to the soul.

Jin Xiaolong, who was watching from the side, had a strange expression on his face: "Yin Yuan Separation Art... The supreme secret art of ghost corpse way? From this point of view, Master Yinhun is hiding in the outer layer to perform secret art at this moment."

Facing the attack of the purple electric light comparable to Yuanying level, Deng Shiyao's delicate body trembled, and the yin and yang halo above her head spun rapidly.

Shi Qianhan looked solemn.

With a sound of "Boom", a black dark flame of Zhang Xu high rose from his body, turning into two circling black dragons, blocking in front of Deng Shiyao and himself.

puff puff!

Wu Jin's purple electric light rushed over, broke through the protective layer of the dark magic flame, and hit Shi Qianhan and Deng Shiyao right in the middle.

Deng Shiyao snorted, her pretty face turned pale, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her delicate body shook for a while.

Shi Qianhan also spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

"The Nether Demon Flame? It's a pity that you haven't had time to sacrifice the Demon Flame itself. Hahaha..."

Wu Jin laughed wildly.

The speed of the soul attack was too fast, Shi Qianhan could only barely sacrifice the power of the magic flame, combined with the power of the soul, blocking half of the power.

Deng Shiyao vaguely noticed that Shi Qianhan used most of the power of the magic flame to protect himself.

Otherwise, only half of the attack power could kill Deng Shiyao who was already injured.

If Shi Qianhan didn't divide his strength, maybe he himself wouldn't be injured.

Such a scene made Deng Shiyao look ashamed, moved in her heart, and inexplicably thought of "that person", "If he can protect me like this person..."

"Hahaha, how powerful is my 'Ghost Purple Lightning'?"

Wu Jin looked like he was holding the winning ticket, and with a wave of the black flag in his hand, the billowing purple-black magic abyss came crashing down, overwhelming Shi Qianhan and Deng Shiyao.

At the same time, the white-haired golden elixir old man attacked from the side.

Seeing that the situation of Shi Qianhan and Deng Shiyao was in jeopardy.

huh~~
Suddenly, a lightning-fast golden light came from behind, and the danger was even stronger than Wu Jin who had used the secret technique.

Swish!

However, Shi Qianhan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, holding Deng Shiyao's hand, his figure disappeared suddenly, and at the same time avoided the three-sided attack of the purple-black magic cloud, the white-haired golden core old man, and the golden dragon.

Boom!

The three forces exploded, and the purple-black magic cloud exploded. The white-haired golden core old man screamed, unable to dodge in time, one arm was blown off, and he was seriously injured.

Golden Jiao Xiaolong's body was overflowing with golden light, releasing a terrifying and suppressed dragon power, his body was only shaken back, and he let out a muffled snort.

The power of the explosion at that moment reached the Nascent Soul level, even the white-haired golden elixir monk broke an arm, and the golden dragon seemed to have no real damage.

Swish!
At this time, Shi Qianhan pulled Deng Shiyao and appeared on the other side.

He appeared on the left side of Wu Jin, and he was also on the same line as the golden dragon and the white-haired golden alchemy old man.

Wu Jin was taken aback, immediately sneered, and slapped out with a bang, the power almost touched the Nascent Soul Stage.

But... Shi Qianhan suddenly released a terrifying demonic power that was close to the Nascent Soul stage, and the demonic flames all over his body transpired, and he slapped out with a loud palm, accompanied by the possessed demonic flames and the power of the essence of the demonic way.

boom! !

Wu Jin's whole arm went numb, his body retreated a few feet, and his blood was churning.

"What! You are not injured! You actually have a soul state close to the Nascent Soul Stage..."

Wu Jin exclaimed.

Shi Qianhan had a sneer on his face, the demon power all over his body was overwhelming, and the dark demon flame possessed him, like an immortal demon god, he didn't look injured.

At the same time, there was an extra simple black fan in his hand.

puff~~~
Shi Qianhan poured his magic energy and his own magic flame, and then slammed it away.

All of a sudden, a gust of light black wind chilling through the soul appeared as a translucent fan, sweeping across an area.

"Ah! Not good, Nether Magic Fan——"

Wu Jin was inexplicably terrified, and quickly retreated.

However, he still couldn't escape the pale black wind carrying soul attacks.

"Ah! Ah..."

At this moment, screams came again and again, and the spirit of the white-haired golden core old man beside him was shattered, and he fell to the ground and died.

The two dragons whose strength was comparable to that of the golden core monks also screamed, and their souls flew away.

At the same time, there were four or five demon cultivators and human cultivators nearby, within the attack range of the translucent fan, screams came again and again, and their souls were scattered all at once.

The light black wind is like a shot from the god of death, if you touch it, you will die.

In just an instant, a large group of strong men were instantly killed, seven or eight people were killed or injured.

puff!
Jin Jiao Xiaolong's face turned pale, the dark wind hit his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he was in great pain: "This is one of the eight great treasured fans... the Nether Magic Fan?!"

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