Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 281 A sudden change of thought! The cowardly and greedy little dragon!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 281 A sudden change of thought! The cowardly and greedy little dragon!

"God's punishment? Let me see if it comes to me? What monks like us talk about is seeking immortality. If you don't die, how can I live forever? Hahaha!"

Jian Lingjun laughed proudly. He was among the monks who had been surrounding the inn.

As for why everyone didn't join forces to snatch Zijun, it was just because they were afraid of death!

Just as Jian San said, the power behind those who can get the flat peach is by no means simple.

The fairy peach dropped out on purpose before, but it was just to ask for directions.

None of the monks present had lived for thousands of years, and the monks could still spot such a low-level method of asking for directions.

I estimate that Jian San must be the most impatient among them.

Therefore, it is defaulted that Jian San will ask for directions for them.

If Zijun is displeased, he will also die.

Reaping the benefits of being a fisherman has always been something that people who cultivate immortality often do.

Seeing Jian Lingjun's proud look, no one dared to refute!

Just because the power of this sword killing formation is comparable to the peak of the human fairyland!

They have only reached the Mahayana realm, but they have not yet jumped over the dragon gate to become a fairyland.

How to fight with immortals using mortal means?

"Fellow Sword Spirit Daoist! I voluntarily withdraw from this opportunity! If you can let me go, I will be grateful to Leng for today's kindness!"

Standing on the nine-round wheel with barbs, Leng Wuxin, dressed in red, spoke for survival.

As Leng Wuxin spoke, several people who stood there unwilling to miss out on this great opportunity began to beg for mercy.

Listening to everyone barking for life like bereaved dogs, Jian Lingjun's vanity was extremely satisfied.

"Jian San! I'll give you two options, either hand over the Xiantao and swear an oath of heaven to never be my enemy, or kneel down and slay me!"

Jian Lingjun had a playful look on his lips, looking down at Jian San with a frivolous expression.

The latter frowned unwillingly. If he had a hairstyle before, then what the young man in white said.

It wouldn't have resulted in the current situation where he would have to pay for the inner demons in the end.

If he really makes the oath of heaven, he is destined to be unable to touch the sword spirit in this life.

If you violate the oath of heaven, you may become possessed by evil spirits, or you may be punished by heaven!

"Jian Lingjun! Don't think that I, Jian San, will do what you want! If you push this fairy peach core, I will destroy it!"

Jian San took out the flat peach and raised it above his head, and the colorful fairy power radiated from the inside out!

Seeing Xiantao for the first time, the monks present immediately focused their attention on Jian San's raised right hand.

"This is a flat peach! As expected, it is just as recorded in ancient books. This appearance is probably over a thousand years old!"

Bai Wushuang's face was filled with joy, staring at the flat peach and trembling with excitement!

Sensing that the wind was in the wrong direction, Jian Lingjun's momentum weakened a bit. He was really afraid that Jian San would eat the flat peaches on the spot.

If this is true, his opportunity to break through to the realm of human immortality will be delayed for thousands of years! Or even ten thousand years!

"Forget it! Hand over the Xiantao, and I will let you live! How about that?"

Jian Lingjun opened the deal. Seeing that Jian Lingjun was afraid of the fairy peach in his hand, Jian San felt confident and started to counteroffer.

"Half! Give me half of this fairy peach! The same goes for the peach core! This is a thousand-year-old flat peach! Half the core can also grow!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Jian Lingjun couldn't bear it anymore! This was still in his killing formation.

If he goes outside, this greedy guy will definitely break his promise and abandon him!

Although both of them are sword masters at the same time, his own cultivation and strength are a few points higher than Jian Sanruo!

When it comes to fighting alone, he is definitely no match for the Three of Swords!

Thinking of this! Sword Lingjun shouted angrily! He pinched his magic fingers to activate the formation!

"Fuck your mother! I don't want this fairy peach! I want you to die like a dog! Kill me!"

Buzz!

In the sword formation, the golden lightsaber pierced the space and descended here!

Within a radius of thousands of kilometers, the sword light vibrated! The terrifying sword energy came to the world like a punishment from heaven!

Instantly lock the monks in the formation!

"Damn it! Jiansan, you fucking bastard! Give him the Xiantao quickly! Otherwise, I, Qi Haisheng, will kill you first before you die!"

Flying with a sword! Hanging in mid-air! The swordsman in green and gray robes shouted!

Hearing this! He was really afraid of Jian San! Seeing that terrifying sword energy, fear already arose in his heart!

After practicing for thousands of years and reaching the pinnacle of Mahayana, I would really not be willing to die just like that!

"Wait a minute! I'm willing to hand over the fairy peach!" Jian San was horrified, holding the fairy peach in both hands and about to surrender.

"Leave it to your uncle! Now... let me die!" Sword Lingjun exerted all his spiritual power! The terrifying sword killing array was even more fierce!

Longhu Village!

Zijun and the scholar in green were sitting on the roof of the inn, with a platter full of spiritual fruits placed in the middle.

"Master, uh, how long do you think those short-lived ghosts can fight for?"

The book boy in Tsing Yi held a green Lingqing fruit and chewed it until his mouth was full of juice.

"Come on, this sword killing formation is a human-immortal method, these guys can't stop it."

After pouring a glass of spiritual wine and drinking it, Zijun opened his mouth to talk.

"Master, can you pour me a glass of this spiritual wine? I also want to have a taste of it."

Holding a wine glass, the scholar in green clothes opened his watery eyes and looked at Zijun longingly.

"Children are not supposed to drink alcohol, but you were transformed by a thousand-year-old dragon and have a special constitution. I allow you to have a taste once."

Zi Jun looked at the jug on the side and motioned to the scholar in Tsing Yi to get the wine himself.

"Thank you, Master! You are so kind to me! Hehe!"

The scholar in Tsing Yi picked up the jug and poured himself a glass of spirit wine. Looking at the spirit-filled wine in the cup, the scholar in Tsing Yi grinned.

Boom!

Violent explosions resounded across the sky! A gorgeous mushroom cloud rose straight into the sky!

"If these fireworks were not contaminated with fishy smell, they would still be a spectacular scene."

Zijun nodded and commented, raised his head and drank the spirit wine in the glass, stood up, stretched, and walked back to the guest room.

"Get some rest early and go meet the dragon-slayer tomorrow. The road ahead is still very long..."

"I know, Master!" In response, the Tsing Yi scholar looked at the remaining spiritual fruits and put them into his arms.

"Master, he is such a waste of money. He doesn't even eat a single bite of the best spiritual fruit. It's also because I, the little dragon, am diligent and thrifty in housekeeping. This time, it's all an advantage for me, hehe!"

With the spiritual fruit in his arms, the book boy in Tsing Yi crawled to his guest room on his hands and knees.

Spread the spiritual fruit in your arms beside the bed, hug the pillow and fall asleep.

There was even a glistening water stain flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and he fell asleep contentedly.

Early morning of the second day!

Compared to the people coming and going at the head of the village, the end of the village is sparsely populated.

But despite this, all the pedestrians passing by turned their eyes sideways and looked at the two of them.

The fight between Pantao and Peach had long been known to everyone.

The monks living in the village who are waiting for the True Dragon Ruins to be opened are all afraid of Zijun.

He possesses a rare treasure, but no one dares to snatch it away. Coupled with the expensive-looking white robe he is wearing, others are even more sure that this person has an extraordinary origin.

Looking around, the book boy in Tsing Yi enjoyed the attention of everyone.

Put your hands on your hips, hold your head high, raise your chin high, and follow Zi Jun's feet with great dignity.

(End of chapter)