my fox wife

Chapter 349 Double Dragons Going to Sea
Although he killed ten Ziqi Daoists, Li Dianfeng didn't feel the pleasure of revenge in his heart, because they died so comfortably and didn't suffer a little pain. He was kicked like a football by them. He kicked nearly two hundred feet, but they were so comfortable. It's so embarrassing to die.

It takes a lifespan to perform the Art of Tearing the Soul, and it takes a year to kill one. Li Dianfeng has never looked at his lifespan index before, so this time he has to see how much lifespan he has consumed.

Raising his hand to open the pupil of the God of Magical Obstacles to check, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his life expectancy was 30 years. In addition, he is now 20 years old, which means he can only live to 50 years old.

The lifespan index has four grids, each grid is ten centimeters long, and the color of each grid is divided into orange, yellow, red, and blue. The life span of each grid is 20 years, a total of 80 years, but now the number of grids is actually one less Half a grid, Nima's life is equivalent to spending 30 years of life.

It took 30 years of life to kill these ten people, and three years of life for one person. It is really expensive and not worth it. At this time, Li Dianfeng realized that although the Taoism of interception is overbearing, the price paid is very heavy.

These ten Ziqi Daoists were not Li Dianfeng's opponents at all. If it wasn't for a sudden physical problem, Li Dianfeng would not have used Tear Soul Art in such a hurry.

"Dianfeng, be careful."

Lan Zixun flew in the air with the Qibao Luo umbrella, crying like a resentful woman. Seeing that Li Dianfeng was in danger and couldn't come down to rescue him, his heart ached.

Seeing that Li Dianfeng had unknowingly killed ten Ziqi Taoists, the Ziqi Daoist with a higher cultivation level quickly volleyed forward, hit Li Dianfeng on the shoulder with his palm, and sent him flying.

In the distance behind Li Dianfeng flying out, a Ziqi Daoist who was fighting with Lin Ni saw the opportunity to kill Li Dianfeng, bent his knees, jumped up, and stabbed Li Dianfeng's back heart with his sword.

Lan Zixun, who was in the air with sharp eyes, saw that Li Dianfeng was in danger of life, and his spirit collapsed to the peak. He immediately controlled Qibaoluo Umbrella, sending out torrential rain and wind, as well as waves of rain and thunder, obliquely blasting towards the many purple qi that prevented him from rescuing Li Dianfeng Taoist.

In order to save Li Dianfeng, she had to take the risk. Although the violent storm bombarded the Ziqi Taoists below, there were too many Ziqi Taoists to kill them all in one go.

Seeing that Lan Zixun was going to rescue Li Dianfeng, Lin Yi, a Ziqi master below, immediately jumped up and slashed at Lan Zixun's flank with his sword.

In order to save Li Dianfeng, Lan Zixun ignored the severe pain on her body, and her palms condensed the domineering power of the universe, shaking Lin Yi's chest, flying her down, and quickly floated down to rescue Li Dianfeng.

Because the distance was too far, it was obviously too late. The Ziqi Taoist who was trying to sneak attack from behind Li Dianfeng stabbed at Li Dianfeng's back with his sword. The blade was less than five meters away from Li Dianfeng's back. You have to go in and out from Li Dianfeng's back.

In order to prevent the tragedy from happening, Lan Zixun manipulated the Qibao Luosan and sent out a set of crazy salon scrolls, which rolled towards Taoist Ziqi who was about to assassinate Li Dianfeng.

The wind speed was extremely fast, and the yellow sand tornado engulfed the sword body when the sword head in the hands of Taoist Ziqi was less than one meter away from Li Dianfeng's back. The extremely fast wind made the sword body in the hands of Taoist Ziqi tremble, shifted its direction, and lost its aim. Instead of stabbing Li Dianfeng in the back, Li Dianfeng flew upside down and hit his nose. Li Dianfeng also lost his center and fell from the air.

At the same time, when Lan Zixun unleashed a wild tornado to save Li Dianfeng, the Ziqi Daoist who shocked Li Dianfeng noticed that Lan Zixun had moved. He concentrated his right palm and waved half a circle in front of him. When he waved his gestures, purple smoke would be emitted from the palm of his hand, and the smoke formed a strange smoke line with the movement of the gesture.

After waving the gesture, his palm was covered by purple smoke, which looked very thick and poisonous, and there were lightning flashes on it.

Then he hit Lan Zixun's back in the air, a purple palm print came out of his hand, mixed with lightning, and flew obliquely into the air, forming a palm smoke line, hitting Lan Zixun's back, instantly paralyzing her whole body, A stream of poisonous blood rose from the abdomen to the throat and sprayed out from the mouth, the hand holding the Qibaoluo umbrella lost control, and the whole person fell from the air.

The scene of Lan Zixun spurting blood entered Li Dianfeng's eyes, anxiety and anger rushed up to his brain in his dantian, his legs turned up like propellers, went over to catch Lan Zixun who fell, and knelt on the ground with one leg, watching Looking at Lan Zixun with his eyes closed, Lan Zixun looked as if he had been dead for a long time, without a trace of vitality.

"Zixun?" After shaking her a few times, Li Dianfeng was in a panic.

But then, Lan Zixun opened his eyes, and moved his eyes to Li Dianfeng's face, "I'm fine."

After speaking, she showed a reassuring smile.

And the Ziqi Taoist who injured Lan Zixun in the distance smiled slantingly. Lan Zixun was hit by his Zixue Saint Yuan palm, and he will not live long, and will soon die from the poisonous gas.

Seeing Lan Zixun smiling, Li Dianfeng felt relieved, but he always felt that something was wrong. Just now, Lan Zixun seemed to be seriously injured when he took the palm, but now he is not in any danger.

"Li Dianfeng, if you don't want to die, just capture him with your hands." Several masters of Ziqi gathered around, holding blood-dripping weapons, looking at Li Dianfeng and Lan Zixun.

"Dianfeng, let's summon Qinglong together." Lan Zixun left Li Dianfeng's arms, stood up and said.

"Ah."

"Borrow the spirit of heaven from east to west, north and south, the purple air reaches the sky, and the power of the four phenomena, temporarily borrowing the power of the gods, the green dragon in the east will return to its true form quickly, and the Taishang Dao is in a hurry like a law."

The two put their hands together, and their fingers started to move. When the mantra was finished, the sky began to thunder and lightning, and the sky was covered by dark clouds. Everyone looked up, and then two strange roars came.

Everyone knew what it was, it was Qinglong's cry.

The master of Ziqi saw Li Dianfeng and Lan Zixun summoning Qinglong together, and all the fighting Ziqi Taoists stopped fighting one after another, looking up at the sky with fear.

Soon the heads of two huge green dragons protruded from the dark clouds, and the eyes as big as the sun looked down at the many masters below.

"Let's go, Qinglong is here."

"Hurry up, Qinglong is here."

Seeing Qinglong, Taoist Ziqi quickly left in the air, away from here, the scene was torn apart like an explosion, and flew in the air everywhere.

And Li Dianfeng looked at the Ziqi Taoist with a high level of cultivation, only to see that he was looking back at him with fearful eyes.

Li Dianfeng controlled the blue dragon in the sky to swim down, then slanted his mouth and volleyed up to the middle of the dragon's horns.

Li Dianfeng's cultivation base has been greatly reduced, the number of blue dragons summoned is only fifty, and Lan Zixun has summoned more than 70 blue dragons, one big and one small, obviously.

You guys were awesome just now, right? Now it’s down to me, Li Dianfeng, who is awesome.
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