First Son-in-law

"Someone is coming."

Qin Li used his eyesight and supernatural powers.

His eyes are burning, and he can see the scenery thousands of miles away.

Fifteen monks came from the sky, boys and girls, all Ninth Level Nirvana, with extraordinary bearing.

They are gorgeously dressed in green gauze and velvet, and their styles are quite different from those of Qianyuan.

The sleeves are longer and the texture is softer, and various precious jades are hung around the waist, flying in the wind, with the breeze on the sleeves, and the jade ring ringing, like a fairy.

The leader is a young girl, in the age of cardamom, beautiful and arrogant, shrouded in stars and clouds.

There is a white vertical mark between her eyebrows, revealing an aura, and a blue ribbon is wrapped around her body, floating in the air.

This ribbon is called a drape, or a flying scarf, or a silk sash. It also has a romantic name, Liu Yu. In mythology, only those who are in the rank of immortals will wear liuyu, which symbolizes becoming immortal and transcending vulgarity.

Qian Yuan seldom saw this kind of clothing, and everyone was inexplicably arrogant.

"roll!"

The flowing feather girl is extremely arrogant:

"This Yunlei Palace, we Feathering Wonderland have taken a fancy to it?"

Qin Li frowned, and said with a smile: "I remember that Qianyuan doesn't have such power, and he claims to be a fairyland, so he won't be afraid that the wind will flash his tongue."

Daozong, symbolizing the Daoist field of saints.

Holy land, indicating that there have been emperor-level figures.

Fairyland can only be granted if there are ten great emperors.

Qin Li had only seen similar titles in ancient books.

"funny!"

The plume girl smiled contemptuously:

"Our Feathering Fairyland has a long history. Since ancient times, it has been prosperous forever. It has been entrenched in the Immortal World for an unknown number of years. Thirteen great emperors have emerged. Why can't we call ourselves a fairyland?"

Qin Li's heart beat wildly.

These people are not Qianyuan monks.

Old Demon Dugu said via voice transmission: "This is a force well-known in the heavens."

"If the heavens and worlds are ranked, the Great World of Near Immortals can be ranked in the top ten, which is a bit stronger than the Great World of Gods and Demons. It is known as the orthodox way of immortality and the legacy of the heavens. Now there is a misty emperor in the Ascension Fairyland, named It shakes the heavens, its might can reach the gods, and it is also a sworn enemy with the Demon Emperor."

at this time.

The problem was also found on the other side.

"They are not near-immortal monks."

"He said they came from the Qianyuan Great World."

"Isn't it the Wanjie Ferry, the Qianyuan of the Zhongyuan of the Heavens?"

The Liuyu girl's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help laughing: "Ten years ago, His Majesty calculated the cause and effect with his supreme supernatural powers, and found that Qianyuan was about to be unsealed, so he hoarded Dao soldiers, intending to seize this battleground for military strategists."

The rest of the boys and girls were pleasantly surprised: "Great, I heard that Qianyuan is so weak that he doesn't even have a single saint. We can kill all directions. Why don't we capture this group of natives and dedicate them to His Highness, she will be happy."

"The visitor is not good!"

Qin Li narrowed his eyes, secretly on guard.

The Liu Yu girl raised her chin slightly, and said contemptuously: "I am the orthodox sect of immortality, kneel down, and give you a chance to surrender."

"hehe!"

Yun Shiyu smiled coldly.

The rest of the people also secretly brewed supernatural powers, fearless to fight.

"What an arrogant guy!"

In Yunlei Palace.

Long Fan stepped out of the air.

The Qianyuan cultivators also filed out.

There were not many treasures in the palace, and they were quickly scraped away.

And everyone's hearing is very good, they all heard the conversation just now, apart from being shocked, they were just angry.

Everyone is a descendant of the Holy Land, a disciple of the Taoist sect, and they are proud.

A group of people who suddenly appeared regarded them as natives and wanted to be their masters, how could they bear it.

"You are the leader."

The Liuyu girl glanced at Long Fan, nodded, and said:

"Yes, I have some looks. Remember, my name is Hua Nishang, the master of the rest of your life."

"snort!"

"Da Fa Lei Yin Roar!"

Long Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and sacrificed his supernatural powers.

The power of a roar spreads thousands of miles, and the grand sound of Zen spreads in ten directions, triggering thousands of thunderbolts to strike down, capable of smashing mountains.

"Not stained with dust!" Hua Nishang's jade hand waved gracefully, and a colorful cloud shrouded a radius of ten feet, covering a dozen near-immortal monks.

Let him thunder and roar, once he gets close, Bang will become invisible.

"With this little strength, there is no need for Fairy Nishang to take action, I will do it!"

"The fairy guides the way!"

A young teenager volunteered.

He seemed to be the youngest in the team, and the one who wanted to show off the most.

With just one point, all kinds of brilliance condense a little and burst out, like a rainbow hanging upside down, a meteor hitting the moon, piercing the Buddha's voice in an instant, and hitting Longfan directly.

"So fast!"

Long Fan hurriedly dodged.

But still a little slower, the shoulder was bruised and blood was flowing.

However, he won the Golden King Body, and he is Nine Levels of Nirvana, and his self-healing power is amazing, and he recovered in the blink of an eye.

The youthful young man was even more joyful when he succeeded in one blow: "Qianyuan has long since fallen. The so-called Tianjiao is only a third-rate guy. Fairy Nishang, let me capture him and carry the shoes for you."

This was a blatant insult, and Long Fen was completely ignored.

"A mere kid, dare to insult me!"

"Adamantine Body!"

Crackling!

Long Fan poured out golden Buddha light.

The whole person is three feet tall, golden all over, with strong muscles, like a little golden giant, flowing with Buddha patterns, with unparalleled strength, like the reincarnation of King Kong.

He and Yuanzheng took a different path, a pure way of fighting, a fierce technique, combined with a golden king body, the combat power is even more terrifying.

With one step, the void vibrated, followed by a punch, and the golden fist swept across thousands of miles, destroying the dead.

"puff--"

The young boy vomited blood on the spot.

Then it turned into a streamer and completely exited the fairy world.

Hua Nishang was not angry either, and said with a smile: "Three feet of gold body, powerful. It seems that you are not a third-rate person, but a second-rate existence."

"You are second rate."

Long Fan yelled angrily, a wisdom wheel was born in his brain, and golden flames burned all over his body.

This is called Vajra Subduing Demon Fire, which is extremely yang and strong, and it is designed to overcome yin and evil. Now it is burning more and more vigorously, and it is increasing the combat power of Long Fan.

"Yes, I am also second-rate, but my background is far beyond your imagination."

"Xingyao Killing Sword!"

Hua Nishang showed its power to shake the world.

Her stellar energy is pure starlight, like flowing silver.

With a wave of his hand, three thousand runes were scattered, condensed into starlight silver swords, each of which possessed the power of spiritual treasures, and they shot down in unison, with magnificent momentum, superb sharpness, and unstoppable power.

Keng Keng Keng...

Long Fan's body is gold, and his strength is infinite.

But there are too many silver swords, a series of blows, like three thousand small meteors falling, tearing flesh.

"What a powerful supernatural power, is this the inheritance of the fairyland?"

Long Fan's eyes were treasured and he went all out.

"Eight Dragon Vajra Shield!"

Boom!

There was a thunderclap.

A phantom of the Buddha bell appeared on Long Fan's body.

This is the unique technique of Daleiyin Temple. It is wrapped with thunderbolts and blessed with the power of eight dragons, namely Tiannv, Tianlong, Yasha, Gandharva, Asura, Garuda, Kinnaruo, and Naga python.

Once this method is performed, Long Fan King Kong will not be broken, and he will not be afraid of being strangled by the silver sword of three thousand stars.

Moreover, in the golden bell, there seemed to be the masculinity of the sword that the woodcutter said, and it broke three thousand silver swords without any effort.

"What else is there, just try it out!" Long Fan charged forward with a great momentum with great courage.

"It's amazing, it's a pity that I have already saved up."

"Ascension Slash!"

Hua Nishang smiled.

With a swipe of his hand, there is a dreamy blade light.

It is only seven feet long, like a crescent moon, reflecting the scene of the fairyland, the neon purple atmosphere, the jade palace fairy palace, the capital city above the clouds, revealing a transcendent power, as if it is not the law of the world.

There was a snort.

The fairyland blade light passes through the Admiralty defense.

Long Fan didn't react at all, and was cut in half, and blood was splashed.

"How is it possible!" Long Fan was horrified and wanted to heal the wound, but the remaining Ascension Immortal Light corroded the internal organs.

"Master Long Fan!"

"Let's go out and save people!"

Dozens of Qianyuan monks were angry, and they sacrificed magical treasures one after another.

On the opposite side, more than a dozen near-immortal monks also shot one after another, showing the methods of disciples in the fairyland.

Although the Qianyuan monks were all extraordinary, and they fought against one of three or four, but the opponent was too strong, and there was no suspense in losing, and they were still trapped and unable to break free.

"hateful!"

Long Fan broke out in cold sweat from the pain:

"It seems that I can only blew myself up, exited the fairy world, reported to the elders, and told the conspiracy of the near fairy world."

Dozens of Qianyuan monks looked decisive, but soon discovered the problem: "Our spiritual sense has been suppressed, we cannot explode ourselves, let alone exit the fairy world, what have you done?"

"Ha ha!"

Hua Nishang laughed triumphantly.

On the cover of her celestial spirit, a fairy script appeared, shining like a star.

"We are the relics of heaven, and the fragments of the fairy world are like a back garden. Naturally, we know how to use some special methods."

Hua Nishang was so arrogant that he stepped on Long Fan's face and ravaged him severely.

"Qianyuan has some talents, but unfortunately for us, they are too weak. If His Highness wants to make a name for himself, he needs a few Qianyuan dogs. You are just right."