Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 957

2021-07-04

Chapter 957 Negotiation

Mr. Yin was in a hurry and was about to step forward and work hard.

"Stay here!"

Fengchen daoist kindly reminded, "old man has no time to pay attention to you if he wants to conquer this treasure!"

"Don't worry, I will kill you before you can Sacrifice Shuyang in the spirit of the sky!"

When he spoke, he stared at the pitch-black ball, constantly manipulating the black light to emerge, drilling into it, and subduing the Return to Origin poke that began to stir.

At this time, Boss Yin also calmed down, "daoist, you have to represent the Taoist school, at least let me know, such an undeclared war is not in line with your identity!"

The people behind the Feng Family also agreed.

"Is there no one left in Taoism, and Fengchen daoist will end up in person?"

"First Shuyang daoist, then Fengchen daoist, such a wheel battle is too much for our boss Yin It's over!"

"Hey, why don't you say a few words at the top of the city?"

In the past, it was a bit too much for one person from each of the three families to take turns fighting for the boss of Yin.

After all, Boss Yin is alone.

It's alright now, the three-game winning streak, the dust daoist has come out again, intending to kill him.

"Fengchen daoist, you rushed in and took advantage of Boss Yin's unpreparedness to take away the Return to Origin stamp. This is rude!"

"Please return the Return to Origin! Origin poke, Taoist is going to fight, at least wait for the next one!"

Cai Feng Family reminded him, "You are going to end the game in person, you are not entertained by Boss Yin!"

Next moment, Gong Wusing said solemnly, "Fengchen daoist, if you don't let go of the Return to Origin stamp, I will buy one get one free, and how about giving you this Dualbladed Halberd as well?"

, obviously threatening each other.

The dust daoist seems to be determined, but he is undecided, and concentrates on the refining Return to Origin poke.

dong dong dong!

A few slight collisions sounded, this is the Return to Origin poking force, constantly hitting from the inside, trying to break out of the black ball siege.

Looking at Boss Yin again, a large bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was trying his best to manipulate the magic weapon.

Having experienced three fierce battles before, even with the Return to Origin poke, now he has come to the point where he runs out of fuel.

This time, it is heroic to fight with Fengchen daoist for the Return to Origin stamp.

This kind of oppression, even if it recovers in the future, will definitely damage the foundation.

Fengchen daoist sighed, "The mayfly shakes the tree, overestimate one's capabilities!"

Ignore him at the moment, concentrate on manipulating the Magnetic-Essence Divine Light, and completely erase the Return to The imprint of the Origin stamp.

Gong Wushang raised his brows, a golden light appeared from the Dualbladed Halberd in his hand, and his eyes stared at Feng Chen daoist.

If he joins the war, the consequences will be no small matter.

On the top of the city, the Duke of Meishan stomped his feet again and again, "Fengchen daoist, you really..."

Heaven and Earth's conscience, this time Fengchen daoist rushed out, but didn't discuss it with him, Totally on their own.

The rest of the Taoist daoists are also beginning to stir. Seeing that Fengchen daoists are deeply under the siege of the school daoists, they must help.

The Taoist school has come forward, and the famous sect is also an ally.

Famous teachers come forward, and the opposing strategists must also enter.

An unexpected melee is about to unfold, and the cause is the dust daoist.

Everyone knows that the death of Shuyang daoist will definitely provoke the daoist, but it is not the right time to trigger a full-scale melee now!

“Hey!”

The Duke of Meishan was secretly sighed in his heart, and he was about to walk down the passing water gate with great strides.

Suddenly, the clouds broke open, and a large bald head suddenly appeared.

This bald head is an acquaintance, actually a holy monk of Yum, with rolling eyes, taking in the entire scene for a moment.

“cough cough cough!”

Yum Sheng monk looked towards Feng Chen daoist and asked softly, “Can you help?”

He tried his best to keep his voice down , but it still sounded like thunder, making everyone's ears buzz.

“You?”

Fengchen daoist was puzzled. At this time, Shimen was doing an internal inspection, how could he come here?

Seeing to see his doubts, the Holy Monk Baisheng explained, "I invited a few comrades to come here with the technique of descending from heaven and clouds!"

"But it can't last, Feng Chen daoist, do you want me to help?"

<> Feng Chen daoist nods

, "Just right, help me clear the field, help me refining the magic weapon!"

Yum holy monk nodded, "Yes!"

He didn't ask how many enemies there were and how was the most powerful house?

Because this time, the projection he descended was stronger than the body.

Tianbo Cloud Shadow descending into the world, not only brings his own power, but also gathers the strength of several holy monks who helped him.

At present, the strength of the holy monk Yusheng has been infinitely elevated, reaching the peak of the holy monk of the Great Ascension.

Fengchen daoist also saw this and asked for help directly.

Other school daoists, see this sudden bald head, and feel angry.

"Shizun is also here to intervene?"

Behind the Feng Family, the two daoists of empty talk and fantasy, with seven or eight companions, moved towards the holy monk of Yusheng to launch an attack.

For a time, around the projection of the Holy Monk Yum, the clouds were dispersed, and the sky was clear and transparent, as if it had been washed.

The ten school daoists joined forces to shatter all existences in this area.

Only the Holy Monk Yum, stood still, opened his lips slightly, and exhaled.

This breath was exhaled, but in the air it was only a circle the size of a fist, and when it landed, it turned into a rolling gust of wind.

Empty talk and fantasy, the two of them were unable to use their abilities, and were instantly drawn into the gust of wind. Even with other companions, after a few symbolic struggles, they all fell.

The gust of wind engulfed everyone and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It's clean, who would dare to come again?"

The holy monk Yum swept his gaze, but no one dared to answer.

"I'm coming!"

Gong Wusing finally came forward, he looked towards the Holy Monk Yum, "If you win, the daoist can get out of the way!"

"If you lose, don't even want to leave!"

tone barely fell, Gong Wusing held the Dualbladed Halberd and stabbed the Holy Monk Yum on the cheek.

Sacred Monk Yusheng repeated his old tricks, opening his mouth to spit out a gust of wind.

"Good day!"

Gong Wushang took a few steps back and jumped into the air. From the sky not far away, there was a roaring sound.

A Qilin stepped on the four clouds, its tail swung like a steel whip, and it flew over with a shake of its head, just in time to catch the husband without disease.

The duke was riding Qilin, the Dualbladed Halberd shook off, right in the middle of the gust of wind.

Next moment, the gust of wind broke in two, clack-clack-clack, dripping blood.

"Aiya, Amitabha!"

The holy monk of Yum was accidentally stabbed in the cheek by Gong Wushang, and half of his face was sunken.

Then, his eyes rose with anger, rising from the eyeballs, turning into two balls of fire, flying back and forth, attacking Gong Wushang from left and right.

Gong Wushang stepped forward, grabbed Dualbladed Halberd, and stepped back.

The appearance of the Holy Monk Yum is rather funny, half of his face is sunken, and he can't reply for a long time.

I thought it was a projection, and the injury could be recovered. Now it seems that the attack of the public without disease is obviously not something that can be ignored at will.

"Come again!"

Gong Wushang's move just now was just a test, and now it's finally confirmed.

It's not so simple to take another shot. One move, Dualbladed Halberd, has to pierce the bald head, causing the body of Yum Saint Monk to be severely damaged.

Qilin under the crotch, as if feeling the master's fighting intent, raised his head and roared, and his hoofs made a sound.

(end of this chapter)