Unlimited Cultivation

Chapter Two Hundred and One

　　 "He trained, he trained!"

　　 Baolong’s square face and his cyan eyebrows have been completely distorted.

　　 yelled frantically in his heart. There were six or seven monks beside him, and they were also surprised at the power of the scarlet thunder light in the distance, and did not notice the excessively distorted expression on Baolong's face.

　　 They are far away from the place where the thunder light exploded. Therefore, they did not see that the main force of the thunder cloud, the Tianquan monk with three juniors, suffered a tragic result of three deaths and one injury.

　　"In five years, even if he has become the **** thunder of moral subtlety, he should be only a small accomplishment, not a great accomplishment.

　　 If he succeeds in building the foundation this time, it will take a few years for him to reach the realm of great morality and dignity. At that time, I am afraid that ten selves will not be enough for others to slap!

　　 Now is the last time to kill that guy and win the Moral Subtlety God Thunder Art! "

　　 The muscles on Baolong’s cheeks were bitten by him. His brain, like a rapidly spinning windmill, quickly calculated the gains and losses!

　　 I want to grab the moral subtlety and two rituals of the God Thunder Art, want to eliminate this enemy who can easily obliterate himself in the future, now is the last chance!

　　 The monks around Baolong have stopped and hesitated. No one is willing to step forward to challenge an enemy far stronger than himself. This is death!

　　 These monks belonged to different sects. They met each other in the process of traveling around the world and serving their respective sects. They had similarities and combined them into a small group like this.

　　 "Everyone, don't be afraid! No matter how great the guy from the Qingyi sect is, there is only one person! We have eight! Eight to one!

　　 We did not build the foundation, nor did he build the foundation. As long as we shoot together, I am afraid that he will be a bird!

　　 If you don’t get that kid out, relying on his black bird, I’m afraid all the Jidan building here will be for him! "

The monks present have much experience in the world, and none of them are pure-minded people. The words in front of Baolong did not have much effect on them. Even if there are eight pairs, if the other party fights hard, who knows they will kill Which ones are dead?

　　 At that time, relying on the power of the scarlet thunder light just now, the boy of the Qingyimen wants to bury someone in the funeral. No one can be the master of the eight present!

　　 But, Baolong's last sentence, but everyone hates it all!

　　 The huge peach blossom on the top of the tree does not attack the black birds, but only attacks the monks like them. What kind of thing is this?

　　If this continues, the Zhujidan in the Tiangang Peach Blossom Array will really be taken away by the black bird!

　　 "Brother Baolong, let's listen to you, please tell me how to do it! When the time comes to build the Jidan, don't forget the brothers!"

　　 The monk with a fair face and triangular eyes took the conversation with a smirk.

The meaning of 　　 is very obvious. Let's listen to your instructions and cut people. In the allocation of Jidan, you must make some concessions.

　　 "Mom, this Liu Gang is really fucking! Fortunately, I have already grabbed a Zhujidan. As long as I get another one, I guess it's almost the same!"

　　 Baolong cursed in his stomach, but his face was full of smiles: "That's not to say, when the brothers seize the foundation of Jidan, I will definitely help!"

　　 Baolong said that, basically, he announced that he had given up all the fight for Jidan in the Tiangang Peach Blossom Array.

　　 Everyone breathed out immediately, this Baolong's own cultivation base is not low, and his contacts are even more extensive. He does not participate in the competition here. For everyone, there is one less main force.

　　 "Kill that kid!"

　　 "Bake that black bird!"

　　 The monks talked and laughed one after another, eight to one, that kid was dead!

　　 The huge explosion of the **** thunder of morality and rituals exploded the ubiquitous peach blossoms into an open area of ​​hundreds of square meters.

　　 And the third peach tree with Zhukidan, but it has not appeared for a long time.

　　 Therefore, Old Qian lowered his head, and together with A Chou, among the charred pieces on the ground, he carefully searched for the storage artifacts of the three dead ghosts.

　　 Whatever you do, it is also your own trophy, and it seems that the disciples of Thunder Cloud Palace are not poor, and you can't let it go!

　　 It’s just that there are too many fragments on the floor, and it took half a cup of tea to find a storage ring.

　　 "Boss! Someone is sneaking in, there seems to be a few more!"

　　 It looks like A Chou’s vigilance is so much higher than that of Old Qian. When Old Qian was still immersed in wealth, A Chou had already discovered the danger of approaching.

　　 Hmph, that group of mobs, since their own divine thunder power made a public appearance in the peach blossom formation on this day, no one dared to approach it.

　　 This made the old Qian's heart, his evaluation of other monks lowered a lot.

　　 "Huhu, Ju----"

A large weird whistling sound rang out, more than a dozen different color countermeasures, with swords and swords, dragging a tail of more than ten feet ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ towards Qian Xing and A Chou, under the volley cover, of course, the main attack The goal is still the money-loving Lord Qian Xing!

Some light is like a lightning bolt of ten feet long, a dreadful green sword light is eight in mid-air, turning into eight spiral green drill bits, and another white sword light of ten feet long carries countless The surrounding wind whip is like a huge ginseng king with a length of more than ten feet, and countless wind whips will turn the old wallet into a big dumpling.

　　Oh, I underestimated the enemy!

　　 Old Qian’s back was all soaked in an instant, and if he exploded with a seven-epee sword, the power was obviously not enough!

　　 The left hand thunder method pinched and released, the vermillion light dragon, once again greeted the sky full of flowers and rain with a beautiful kiss!

　　 The scene of the burst of red light bursting with a width of several tens of feet reappeared again, and a thousand red lights burst into the sky again!

　　 More than a dozen sword lights of various colors in mid-air also exploded in the air without showing any weakness!

　　The white ball of light, the blue plasma, the crimson flames, and the turquoise water blade also burst into the sky!

　　 "嗤嗤嗤!"

　　 A few white wind blades and blue plasma flow, unexpectedly broke through the sky full of scarlet thunder light, and hit the surface of Old Qian's body fiercely!

　　The black cloud windshield on the body of the old money rolled over, and was immediately broken up!

　　 "You are attacked by Taoism, with an attack power of 300, the outer shield saves 260 points, and the body armor saves 40 points. The damage taken is zero!"

　　 This is the first time Qian Xing was hit by the aftermath of an enemy's attack after using the Moral Subtlety God Thunder!

　　 There are so many people and powerful, it's not fake at all!

　　 Old Qian didn't even have the time to check the number of people who attacked his monk, turned around and greeted Ah Chou, and fled madly into the dense peach blossom!