There Is A Dragon In My Well

"I calculated with my fingers that you are destined to my sect, so I am here to save you!"

Hearing these words from Chu Qiu's mouth, Taoist Qianhe couldn't help but be stunned.

I immediately realized, isn’t this what those bald donkeys in Western religions always say?

"Good fellow Taoist, I was about to come to see you, but I didn't expect you to come uninvited. I want to see what you are capable of and how dare you threaten to save me!"

Taoist Qianhe was already angry. When he heard that Chu Qiu actually wanted to learn the Western religion to enlighten himself, he was immediately furious and felt a trace of murderous intent.

"Don't be busy. You will see my abilities soon. Since the Black Crane Spirit has become my disciple's mount, you, the ancestor, please condescend and serve as a legion for my wife!"

Chu Qiu said with a smile, not taking Taoist Qianhe seriously at all.

"The realm of Xuanxian, well, it's qualified enough."

"You seek death!"

With a fluttering word, Qianhe Dao's popular Three Corpse Gods jumped violently, and with a little white crane under their feet, they fiercely pounced on Chu Qiu.

There was a stabbing sound in the void, and a terrifying air current was set off, which was thousands of feet in size and swept up countless huge rocks and trees.

Moreover, this is just the power of the white crane at Taoist Qianhe's feet. Taoist Qianhe stands with his sword in hand and has not yet made a move.

"That's right, that's right. This white crane is also in the realm of heavenly immortals. It just happens to be a pair with that white crane. Let's keep them together as mounts for my disciples!"

Chu Qiu's smile did not diminish. He stretched out his hand and a ray of light shot out, hitting the white crane. It was instantly shrunk by Chu Qiu's magical power and knocked down.

Taoist Qianhe didn't care about the white crane. He roared loudly, his figure flashed, and his fly whisk glowed, turning into billions of silk threads and winding towards Chu Qiu.

At the same time, he took out the sword with his other hand, released a stream of white energy, and stabbed it straight at the top of Chu Qiu's head, trying to poke a hole in Chu Qiu.

"hehe……"

Chu Qiu burst into laughter. The Taoist Qianhe moved his hands with a certain sharpness, especially when the sword struck down. A chill penetrated the Niwan Palace, shaking his soul and golden body.

Sure enough, when monsters become enlightened, their fighting styles are completely different from when humans become enlightened.

Seeing that the whisk and the long sword were about to fall on him, Chu Qiu flashed his light and performed a seventy-two transformation, transforming into a flying mosquito and flying out.

Taoist Qianhe stabbed someone in the air, his face couldn't help but change, and he instinctively drew his sword and stabbed behind him.

At the same time, thousands of whiskers flickered and rolled back, covering the body to form a shield.

These two movements were completed in one go and flowed smoothly, showing extremely rich combat experience.

when!

Chu Qiu flicked his fingers, and his extremely powerful body appeared, raising the long sword, and then punched out with a powerful punch, knocking Taoist Qianhe away with a bang.

However, the silk whisk was indeed a treasure. In one move, Chu Qiu's fist strength was removed, and he took the opportunity to break away from the battle circle and fly hundreds of feet away.

"This guy has such a strong body, he dares to take my White Crane Sword with his bare hands!"

Taoist Qianhe stepped back from Baizhang and looked at Chu Qiu with a look of surprise.

The White Crane Sword in his hand was taken from his own strongest wings, mixed with many materials, and carefully practiced for more than ten thousand years.

Although it is not a spiritual treasure, its power is not weaker than that of a spiritual treasure, and it is especially sharp!

Unexpectedly, Chu Qiu had no choice but to use his bare hands.

However, Chu Qiu did not give him time. He flashed his figure and used the Emperor Jiang Technique. He was so quick that he hit Taoist Qianhe in the face with an ordinary fist.

But this ordinary punch caused Taoist Qianhe's expression to suddenly change, showing an incredible expression.

Because this punch hit, the entire world was filled almost instantly, and a terrifying feeling of oppression and depression surged crazily from all directions.

It was as if this punch encompassed the entire world.

"kill!"

After all, Taoist He was an old monster. With a sharp shout, he suddenly struggled out of the mental pressure brought by this punch. He raised his long sword and slashed hard.

"I don't believe your fist is really that strong, and you dare to fight my White Crane Sword head-on!"

As Taoist He spoke, all the magic power in his body poured into the sword crazily. A white air became more and more condensed and became more and more dazzling. The void was split by this white air, revealing the cracks in the space.

However, the moment the White Crane Sword and Chu Qiu's fists were exchanged, a clang was heard, and Taoist Qianhe's expression changed drastically.

As expected, Chu Qiu's fist did not smash. Instead, a large cloud of sparks burst out, and his White Crane Sword suddenly broke into two pieces.

"How is this possible?" Taoist Qianhe's face was shaken and his eyes were horrified.

You must know that he is in the realm of Xuanxian. Although he is only in the middle stage of Xuanxian, with a full blow, even an iron man will be split in half.

Even those monks he met who were cultivating the Arhat's Golden Body didn't dare to let them hit him like this.

Where did the leader of Jietian Sect come from? How could he be so strong in just his physical body!

"Nothing is impossible in this world. Even the universe circle of Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, can't break my physical body, let alone you?"

Chu Qiu's smile did not fade, and he punched again. Even his body became a little higher unconsciously, and a wild and domineering aura swept out, bringing with it a bit of the witch clan's fighting skills.

The world couldn't help but shake under this punch, as if it was in this punch.

Taoist He was horrified, and he quickly sprayed a breath of vitality on the long sword that was broken into two pieces. A burst of white energy rose into the sky with a roar, and he made a sword strike, forming a terrifying sword light and slashing down hard.

when!

Thousands of sparks burst out, and the terrifying white air shattered.

The remaining half of the White Crane Sword was shattered into pieces, leaving only the handle. On the other hand, there was not even a trace of white mark on Chu Qiu's fist, which was so despairing!

Taoist He couldn't help but take a breath of air, knowing that he had kicked an iron plate this time.

At the moment, I couldn't care less about the magic weapon. I didn't even dare to hesitate. I abandoned the handle of the sword, turned around, set up an escape light, and ran away like crazy.

Many of the little demon minions in Wuxia Mountain were also dumbfounded. The powerful and domineering Baihe Ancestor just now had already had a strong influence on them.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the magic weapon was broken after just a few encounters, and it was broken with bare hands.

He had made a solemn vow just now, but ran away in despair in the blink of an eye. The gap between them made everyone dumbfounded.

"Your karma has been determined from the moment you arrived, so how can you escape?"

Chu Qiu looked at Taoist He who was running away like crazy, and smiled calmly. Then he stretched out his hand, and countless lightning flashes filled the air. It wrapped around his palm and expanded crazily, becoming extremely huge, covering mountains one after another. Taoist He caught it in the palm of his hand.