Chapter 948: Chuan
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The Magic Outfit
- Crash through the south wall
- 1805 characters
- 2021-03-02 02:12:27
Boom ... Dao Jin has hit Su Tang. Su Tang was caught off guard and flew out in a roll.
Although the middle-aged man in the white robe heard the back cry, he was desperate for everything. His brain was full of thoughts to kill Su Tang and occupy the Lingbao, and when his companion hit it, his confidence was also Following the skyrocket, the figure swooped down, and raised his hand to release a flying sword, striking Su Tang with lightning.
Su Tang, who was in a sudden fall, stabilized his body suddenly, withdrew his Qinglian stick, flicked it gently, and a green lotus rose to meet Jianguang.
Boom ... In the sound of the explosion, Qinglian not only twisted the sword light easily, but also crushed the body of the flying sword. Everything was completed in an instant. The middle-aged man in white robe had no time to react. When he was trembling and spitting out blood one after another, he didn't know what was happening, and then he saw splashes of debris.
"You juniors, think that if you are injured, will you let you squeeze? Die?" Su Tang swept up and waved the Qinglian stick again.
A green lotus floats out, it seems that the speed is not fast, but it is as fast as thunder. The middle-aged man in white robe has not recovered from the heavy damage. The green lotus has penetrated into his body, followed by his The body exploded like a firecracker.
The strong man was so scared that he turned away and fled, and then he saw a green lotus floating towards him in the corner of his eyes.He wanted to swing his long knife out to block the deadly lotus, but the long knife in his hand had just moved In response, Qinglian had penetrated his front door.
The practitioner who "walked" the great holy land in the distance gave a roar, and then he set an example and turned to plunder.
Su Tang's body flashed, and in a blink of an eye he approached the Great Sacred Realm Practitioner who fled, and raised his hand again with a stick. A splash of flesh and blood, the headless body rushed forward more than ten meters, and then fell to the ground weakly.
The remaining two practitioners immediately left and left, fleeing to the sky desperately, Su Tang gave up chasing and plundered back to the top of the mountain.
"What the are you doing?" The young man became more puzzled. "If you want to get rid of them, kill them, why bother with so much effort? And you deliberately let go of two."
"I'm looking for a reasonable excuse." Su Tang said: "You will know in a moment."
The young man's eyes fell on the Qinglian stick in Su Tang's hands: "You changed Lingbao? This Lingbao's power is not very good."
Su Tang smiled, he kept the Qinglian stick for his own reason, because this was left by the ancient true god, he never believed that the great god-level existence would store the useless spirit treasure in the Nahua, The present Qinglian stick is performing unsatisfactorily because he has no time to temper.
Su Tang believes that Qinglian sticks will release a splendid color someday, which is his instinctive feeling.
"Wait for a while and wait for them to flee back, then we will pass by again." Su Tang said.
"It's up to you, anyway, I have nothing else to do now. Look at the excitement." Said the young man.
Su Tang put all the Lingbao on the mountain into the ring, and then remembered something. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to the young man: "If you have a chance, buy some ore for me and bring it to me. I will buy it at a high price. "
"Oh?" The young man reached out and took a closer look: "You are all the ore needed to smelt Lingbao."
"Your knowledge is good." Su Tang smiled.
"Nonsense, what do you think I am doing?" Said the young man. "Do you need me to buy some more ideas?"
"No, I have my own thoughts," Su Tang said.
"Do you have?" The young man froze: "Why didn't you take it out?"
"You can't afford it." Su Tang said.
"Just kidding, how can I ... can't afford ..." The young man's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally closed his mouth in amusement.
Just now, Su Tang said that he couldn't buy all the Lingbao. He reluctantly argued that he had been beaten once, and he did not have the tendency to be abused. Why bother to fight again?
From the top of this hill, seven hundred miles to the east, where the eastern guard is guarded, the two escaped practitioners rushed into the hall in disgrace and shouted: "Sir, something went wrong ..."
Their panic made the surrounding guards feel nervous. No one dared to step forward to stop it, for fear of delaying major events.
"What's the panic?" With a loud shout, an old man in red robe strode out of the temple. When he saw the two practitioners, he was stunned for a while, and then he was furious: "Why? Fan Jiazhuang's old dare dare Disrespectful to you? "
The two practitioners took a breath, and then you spoke about what happened after me, as Su Tang estimated, they are not the cause of the dispute, they don't need to lie, they mostly talk about it. It is a fact. It is exaggerated only in describing those spiritual treasures, because they have never seen so many spiritual treasures, and they have never seen the treasure light in the sky. I am afraid that they have not described it enough.
"Treasure Qi ... you say they are star kings ..." the old man murmured.
"It must be Xingjun," a practitioner said with a bitter face: "Yi Zhenwu's mighty power didn't even hold up in one ..."
"Since annoying Xingjun, how did you escape?" The old man frowned.
"We haven't spoken, there is no place to make him angry, probably ... that Xingjun is too lazy to care about us generally." Said another practitioner.
At this moment, a wave of terrifying spiritual power surged from the sky.In just an instant, they were approaching them.At the next moment, countless large and small holes appeared at the top of the temple at the same time. Fall in the hole.
Then, the whole hall began to collapse. The old man roared and released his body protection thoughts, hitting the wall straight, and the wall was knocked out of a big hole by him. Then he swept out of the big hole and swept away.
Two Qinglian followed silently. Although the old man had tried his best and remained highly vigilant, when he sensed danger, it was too late to react. Qinglian hit his knee, and then Exploding, his legs were amputated, and his body fell to the ground in wailing.
The old man saw a figure falling towards himself, struggling to get up, and then his forehead was held up by something. He only felt that he was cold all over, and he dared not move.
"Forget it, it's just a bunch of idiots with no long eyes. Why do you kill them like this?" A voice came.
"Lao Zi has been in the star field for eight thousand years, and he has never suffered from such birdiness." Another voice shouted: "How could it be so easy to let them go?"
"You have almost ruined this place, what more?" The previous voice said: "Forget it, the business matters, this place is under the control of the Wuxing House, and they may be in trouble if they are alarmed."
"Every star house, I don't think about it yet," said another voice.
"You've been hit hard, don't stop fooling around at this time, okay?" Said the previous voice: "Go, let's leave this place quickly."
"What's the hurry? There's a huge opportunity on the coast of the East China Sea here." Another voice said, and the old man suddenly felt a loose forehead, and the things that were holding him seemed to have moved away, but he was very alert. There was no disturbance, the eyes were still tightly closed, and the pain from the legs was endured, and the breathing stopped, just like a dead person.
"What chance?" The previous voice asked.
"Hey ... It is said that it is related to a real dragon prince." Another voice said, and then, two spiritual forces waved up and flew towards the east.
The old man waited for a moment and sensed that the two spiritual power waves flew towards the sky and disappeared without a trace. Then he dared to open his eyes and then screamed, "Come here, come here ..."
Several silhouettes dared out of the ruins and rushed to the old man. He picked up the old man with all his hands and feet, and the old man looked at his missing legs, and looked at the surrounding plains, sadness. Xin Xin almost couldn't help crying, but he understood that it wasn't time to cry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry, take me to the study, find out the charm, hurry ..."
Suo Wuxing House, a strong man stood up and shouted, "Treasure Qi is sky-high? Is he right?"
"It shouldn't be wrong." The monk kneeling under the steps replied softly: "He's definitely not afraid to deceive the lord.
The strong man frowned and walked around the hall.
"Master, shall we send someone over?" The monk kneeling on the steps asked.
"I'm afraid it won't work with us." The strong man shook his head.
"The prince is too arrogant and extinguishes his prestige, but it is just a star who has been hit hard, and there is a traveling merchant." Said the monk kneeling down the steps.
"Do you know, who is the hardest to mess with in Starfield?" The strong man smiled bitterly.
"Who?" The monk kneeling down the steps asked.
"It's those travel merchants who run single orders." The strong man said slowly: "They have been rushing around in the Starland Middle East all day long, specializing in buying those things that are not visible, because that is the most profitable, so they risk being hacked at any time The risk of blackness, without any unexpected stunts, has long been lost. "
"Master, then ... we don't care anymore?"
"The tube must be managed, but we can't just rely on us." The middle-aged man said: "You go to light the incense burner, spread the stars, let them all send people over."
In the Dust Gate Star Mansion of the Phaseless Star Realm, several monks were chatting in a garden, and a guard hurried in, anxiously said: "Master, there is a change in the lock dance Star Mansion."
"What happened?" An old man wearing a purple dragon robe stood up.
The guard quickly told the news he heard, and several monks looked at each other.
"Bao Qi can touch the sky ... This is a rare vision." The old man in a purple dragon robe whispered.