The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Xu Ziqing and Dong Lizhao were clearly standing at a distance of ten feet away, but they didn't care much about their heads. Although most of the gods were spent on those monks in the formation, some heads were also swept in, trying to engulf both of them. go in.

Dong Lizhao's face was pale, just now the wining fish screamed shrilly, Xu Ziqing was not the first to bear the brunt, and he could bear it, but he was not. Fortunately, Xu Ziqing reacted immediately and closed his ears for him, otherwise he would never want to hear again if it was a moment later. From this, we can see that there are many terrible things about the monk's practice, which makes this child less than ten years old even more in awe and fear, and even realizes that Xu Ziqing's warnings are so earnest, which is really grateful.

Under such a huge situation, Xu Ziqing's Qi-refining seventh-layer cultivation base can only protect himself, even if there is only a little aftermath. He saw that the head slapped a monk into the water first, and then pressed it down one after the other, and finally the monk couldn't save himself and was crushed into the deep sea.

Where is the arrogance of the protected woman? Her jade face was pale, and she pinched a male cultivator beside her with both hands, and sternly shouted: "You useless idiots, send me back quickly! Otherwise, I have to ask my father to ask you the guilt!"

These male cultivators lost their flying swords, and their strength has already declined a lot, and just now they spent a lot of spiritual energy to protect the woman, and they couldn't help but feel angry when they heard her scolding like this.

Now, at the juncture of life and death, they couldn't help but look at each other. The man who was grabbed by the woman's arm dragged the burden, first pushed her away, and then said, "How can I be willing to die here if I wait for such a talent!"

Another person was also a little moved: "If I wait to escape by myself, I'm somewhat sure."

"Exactly, I have the same idea."

"But the sect master..."

Another person sneered: "Left and right above the sea, just say I'll wait for someone to send the young lady back first."

All the male cultivators looked at the direction of the cultivator who had just been sunk to the bottom of the sea, all tacitly understood and laughed.

When the woman was pushed away by the guard, she was already furious, and was about to get angry, but at this time, when she heard these words from them, there was a bit of fear in her eyes, but her mouth was not forgiving: "You bunch of ungrateful people. How dare you treat me like this! If I am willing to make up for it now, I can still ask my father for mercy!"

With her domineering temperament, being able to say the second half of the sentence is already considered soft. But these male cultivators were unwilling to bear it any longer. It is true that the father of the woman is very scary, but if the woman is not left behind, they will die at this time. Where else can I take care of the rest... I immediately abandoned the woman and scattered to more than ten directions to flee quickly!

The cultivators fled extremely fast, all of them used their milk-feeding strength, turned into a light, and were almost engulfed by làng's head several times. But in the end, the direction is scattered, Yingyu can take care of one end but not the other. Although he makes one làng rush past one làng and chase those who dare to calculate it, he still only entangles two or three, and the rest of the monks are all It was a life that was recovered, and he fled away without looking back.

The woman still had two color exercises under her feet, but at this moment, she seemed particularly embarrassed. Her cultivation base was only at a low level. Once the male cultivators who supported her were gone, several splashes of water splashed on her face, making her hair messy, her clothes soaked, and all her long hair sticking to her body. .

At this time, she hated so much that her eyes were split, and she kept cursing, but Yingyu got rid of several enemies, how could she be willing to let her go? Immediately set off a monstrous làng, the black pressure is overwhelming, and it is rolling down!

The woman panicked and urged Cai Lian to run away, but her cultivation was too weak, Cai Lian's speed was very slow, far from being comparable to the giant làng... She looked around for a way out, and suddenly saw Xu Ziqing who was walking through the làng, and immediately shouted loudly. Calling for help: "I am E Jiaoran, the daughter of the sect master of Ziguang Sect. If you save me, I will let my father reward you generously!"

Her voice was so sharp that Xu Ziqing heard it. Although this woman has a bad temperament, she has no guilt. How can she feel at ease watching her die? Therefore, he did not hesitate, and decided to help her.

It's a pity that the front is in a hurry, and he still has to protect Dong Lizhao, so although he wants to go faster, it can't be smooth.

Then E Jiaoran saw Xu Ziqing coming this way, she was ecstatic, but the làng peak was faster and descended straight down, and before she could smile, it was sunk to the bottom of the sea...

Xu Ziqing froze for a while, and before he could regret it, the next moment, his face turned pale, as if there was an extremely strong pressure that was pressing on top of his head.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xiao Yingyu above the làng peak, looking at him with killing intent!

Dozens of làng peaks are like pulling mountains in front, and the winning fish has long been killed. Even if Xu Ziqing hadn't started, he regarded him as a fellow traveler of those cultivators and wanted to take his life!

Xu Ziqing only froze for a moment, and then a green leaf the size of a fan appeared in his palm, which he put directly into Dong Lizhao's hand, and quickly said: "Use it to cover your mouth and nose, you may not be able to breathe later, but no matter what happens, You can wait in peace, I will let you out."

Dong Lizhao also knew the urgency of the situation and did not talk nonsense. He immediately took the blade and covered his face: "If Zhao'er is too cumbersome, sir, just leave. !"

Xu Ziqing did not agree, just waved his hand, and Dong Lizhao had already disappeared in front of him. He put him in the storage ring, and any living thing in it would be suffocated for a moment or three. Xu Ziqing can only hope that Dong Lizhao will survive this time. If he can escape successfully, he will naturally be released immediately.

After arranging the whereabouts of Dong Lizhao, Xu Ziqing spread out his right palm, the bloodthirsty demon vines rustled out, and instantly pulled out the nearly 10-meter-long vines.

Use the longest vine whip, and one more foot, and it will entangle yourself.

If people want to compete with Hai Làng, Xu Ziqing at this time will definitely not be able to do it. For the present, he can only try his best to get close to winning the fish, but as long as the vine whip touches it a little, he can be invincible immediately!

The green light flickered under his feet, and huge leaves were already born. He firmly supported Xu Ziqing in the sea breeze, so that although he swayed from side to side, it was very natural and would never fall down easily.

In the next moment, a loud whistling sounded from Yingyu's mouth, and the sea rushed down the mountain, and when it collided, it rushed into the sky, galloping and majestic, like a thousand horses roaring in unison.

Xu Ziqing held the vine whip high and slashed down in sequence, occasionally breaking a làng head, and people would pass straight through the gap and ascend suddenly. The vine whip slammed over from the top of his head, and with the force of the shock, he avoided it again.

After doing this again and again, he brushed past Làng's head a few times, but it was a near miss, and after all, he never really drowned.

Yingyu casted spells several times, but it didn't work. He was furious and furious. His eyes became more red, turning the giant làng into countless eddies, forming dozens of upside-down water eddies! This water vortex is much smaller than before, but it collides and wanders everywhere, but as long as the two collide, they become one, and the twisting force is several times stronger than before, causing a surging hurricane and blowing a higher làngcháo Come!

Xu Ziqing's thoughts moved, his left hand was already clenching the Spirit Orb, constantly replenishing his spiritual power, while the vine whip in his right hand formed a hundred whip shadows.

He is like a small boat, floating in the wind, and like a rootless duckweed, drifting down the water, but one day he will be swallowed by the sea!

At this time, Xu Ziqing was at the juncture of life and death. No matter how much spiritual power he had to supply, under the high concentration of his soul, it was inevitable that his brain would tingle and his eyes would become blurry.

But the winning fish is high above, its inner alchemy shines brightly, and as long as it is in this sea, there is endless power to make it flourish!

The physical strength gradually became exhausted, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual bead was gradually drained. Xu Ziqing supported the spirit, but the water vortex was still continuous, so he avoided this one, but was about to hit that one—Xu Ziqing knew very well, just a little bit. When one of them touches him, his body will be instantly smashed into pieces!

What's next?

Xu Ziqing took a deep breath and squeezed the Spirit Orb tightly—“Crack!”

The spiritual bead shattered, Xu Ziqing's dantian was like a whale absorbing water, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual bead was madly pumped out and suddenly poured into it, making the body's spiritual power run rapidly!

He looked at the top of the peak where Yingyu was located, and now there were still twenty or thirty feet left - he regarded it as a last-ditch effort!

In the middle of this ten-death and no-life situation, suddenly, countless sword qi aroused around, shaking dàng unceasingly. That icy killing intent was like a tsunami, spreading wantonly in all directions—

A white shadow appeared on Xu Ziqing's side, hunting in white clothes, with black hair hanging down, as if ice and snow that would not melt for ten thousand years were condensed between his eyebrows.

It's cloudy.

Volume Four: Chenghuang State Affairs

Chapter 40 Yun Lie's Shot

Usually, when Xu Ziqing sees his friend come out of his self-defense, he will sit and play a game with him, just say a few words and enjoy the beautiful scenery, which is also very happy.

But at this time, Yun Lie came out, which made Xu Ziqing very anxious.

He immediately said, "Brother Yun, go back to your precepts!"

Yun Lie glanced at him lightly, and said, "You don't need to work hard before the mountains and rivers are exhausted. Then step back."

Xu Ziqing only felt that he was being pushed back by an invisible object. He couldn't help but take two steps back. Just as he stood firm, all the spiritual energy that had been brewing for the final blow was scattered into his dantian, filling it immediately.

All the limbs and bones were nourished by spiritual power, and all the pains and injuries disappeared, but a trace of impatience appeared in his heart.

"Brother Yun, you—" Xu Ziqing opened his mouth to call, a little fear came to his heart, and then he strode forward, still blocked by the sword pressure, completely unable to enter the cold and cold area! And several collisions were useless, and his original restless blood also cooled down.

Xu Ziqing knew that Yun Lie's aura was astonishing, and he was probably unusual in his lifetime, but now he only has a trace of his soul left, but he took the initiative to stand up for him and this dying person... This kind of deep friendship can't be repaid, and Yun Lie is reluctant to Let him shoot together, and he will wait patiently.

Regardless of the outcome, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie will live and die together!

But the next moment, Xu Ziqing's excitement turned into shock.

That white-clothed phantom had a straight back, like a sword soaring to the sky, rigid and indestructible!

"Whoosh-"

His whole body was overflowing with sword energy, and he couldn't tell if there were hundreds or thousands of them.

In the countless sword qi package, Yun Lie is still.

The sea breeze was violent, like a tornado, but his hair did not flutter even from the corners of his clothes.