Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 109
The old man named Hua He's face suddenly turned pale after the barrier transformed by the jasper stick was broken, and he flew towards the cliff where Yang Qingyan was with the flying magic weapon in the shape of clouds.

Seeing that the old man named Hua He was about to run away, the pair of middle-aged monks all turned ruthless, summoned their mana and chased after the old man.

Yang Qingyan in the mountain wall saw this scene, her eyes flickered slightly, she thought for a moment, and then made a decision in her heart.

One of the middle-aged men who was chasing the old man had a sharp look in his eyes, turned his palm over, took out a talisman and threw it at the old man in front of him.

Although the old man named Hua He was running away, he was also paying attention to the situation behind him. Sensing something coming from behind him, the old man hurriedly cut him off and cast a spiritual shield.

The talisman turned into a huge fire python in mid-air, and rushed towards the old man shaking its head and tail.

The speed of the fire python was extremely fast, and it rushed behind the old man in the blink of an eye. The fire python swung its tail, and its fire tail suddenly hit the old man's spiritual shield.

This fire python is an intermediate-level talisman fire python talisman, how could it be blocked by a small spiritual shield.

With a soft bang, the shield of spiritual power was broken by the fire python. After breaking through the shield, the fire python rushed towards the back of the old man with endless fire spiritual power.

The old man's face changed drastically when the spiritual power shield was broken, and his face was full of horror. Because the distance was too close, the old man had no time to use other means of defense.

The fire python slammed into the old man with endless flames.

"Oh!"

After the fire python bumped into the old man's body, a burst of flames burst out suddenly. The old man was completely blackened by the flames transformed by the fire python. With a scream, he crashed down from the clouds and fell on the cliff.

When the two middle-aged men who were chasing after saw the old man being hit by the fire python talisman, they couldn't help showing joy, and urged the flying magic weapon to fly down to the place where the old man fell.

At this time, the old man named Hua He's hair was completely burned by the fire python talisman, and his whole body was burned to death. If it weren't for the clothes he was wearing, but a low-level magic weapon, he might have died a long time ago. gone.

After landing, the middle-aged man on the left looked at the scorched old man and said disdainfully: "Hmph! Give us the Condensing Yuan Lingcao earlier, and you won't suffer like this."

"Cough...cough cough, this old man still has at most two years of lifespan. If he can't break through, even if he dies now, his life will be shortened by two years. So even if this old man dies, he won't give you the spirit grass!" The old man named Huahe coughed a few times and said in a trembling voice.

"The dead duck has a stubborn mouth. Since you don't want to take the initiative to give it, then we will take it ourselves." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he threw the sharp knife at the old man when he took it out.

When the old man named Hua He saw the sharp knife coming, his complexion was ashen. Although he wanted to resist, he was powerless.

Just when the old man was about to die, a cyan lotus flower exuding cyan brilliance suddenly appeared in front of the old man, and collided with the sharp knife suddenly.

As soon as the sharp knife came into contact with the lotus, the middle-aged man felt an extremely powerful mana coming from the green lotus. Feeling this, the middle-aged man's face became serious. After taking back the sharp knife, he looked around, with a serious expression on his face. Said: "I don't know which fellow daoist is here? This is my business, please don't meddle in my own business!"

The three of them looked at the blue lotus that suddenly appeared, but Hua He's expression was fine. After all, he would be dead even if no one came, so he was just surprised and calmed down.

And the ones with the ugliest faces belonged to the two middle-aged men. They could have obtained the Condensing Yuan Grass, but they didn't expect to kill Cheng Yaojin.Can you not be depressed?

Just as the two of them finished speaking, a faint scent of lotus blossoms suddenly came from the surrounding area.

The old man named Hua He also had a gleam of blue light on his head, and a petal fell from the blue light, and after this petal fell, more petals fell.

Not long after, the sky was full of cyan petals. When the three of them saw these cyan petals, they couldn't help being shocked and confused at the same time.

Just when the petals fell the most, a light blue figure emerged from the petals.

This light blue figure is Yang Qingyan. At this moment, she is dressed in aqua blue clothes, her jet-black hair is tied lightly with a jasper hairpin, and her face is covered with a white silk scarf. I can't see what she looks like , but I can feel the gentle and watery temperament on her body.

Looking at Yang Qingyan, the eyes of the two middle-aged men flashed a trace of seriousness, and the middle-aged man on the left frowned, and said: "This fellow Taoist, this is our private matter, it's none of your business. Why do you bother?"

"It's none of my business? They've already hit Fairy Ben's door, and they still say it's none of my business." Yang Qing's expression turned cold, and he said in an illusory way.

"He hit the fairy's door? I don't know what the fairy said?" The middle-aged monk on the right suddenly said.

"This place is the place where the fairy retreats and cultivates. If you fight here, don't you hit the door of the fairy?"

"You..." the middle-aged man on the left said angrily.

"My dear brother!" At this moment, the man on the right stopped the man on the left.

"That's the case, how about we leave this place now?" After stopping the man on the left, he said to Yang Qingyan.

"It would be fine if I left just now, but it's too late now." Yang Qingyan looked at the two and said coldly.

"Hmph, shameless, big brother, anyway, killing one is killing, killing two is killing, let's do it!"

After saying that, he tossed the sharp blade in his hand, and the sharp blade turned into a black light and stabbed towards Yang Qingyan's face.

When the middle-aged man on the right saw this, his expression became ruthless, and he threw several talismans into the air, turning into several big fireballs and attacking Yang Qingyan.

Seeing the attack of the two, Yang Qingyan flipped his right hand, and the Ningshuang Dagger appeared in his hand. With a light swipe, a huge blue light blade carrying endless chill hit the sharp blade.

When the blue light blade touched the sharp blade, the sharp blade froze inch by inch, and then shattered into countless ice dust with a crisp sound.

"This is? A high-level magic weapon?!" The middle-aged man whose face had been destroyed by the magic weapon turned pale, and said in surprise.

Hearing this, the three people present were all shocked, and looked at the dagger in Yang Qingyan's hand with different expressions.

No matter what they thought, Yang Qingyan moved her right hand, and two blue light blades appeared out of thin air, and attacked them.

The blue light blade hit those fireballs first, and the low-level fireball talisman didn't even block it for a moment, and was cut in half by the blue blade.

(End of this chapter)