Chapter 66 War, Misunderstanding

Volume 2 The Second Yuanshen

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"Zhong Daoyou? An old friend?"

Zhong Yuan naturally knew that the person talking was the red-haired ancestor, but the name of the red-haired ancestor really made him a little confused.

He said that he had the intention to show good. The behavior of collecting Wuyuntao uāmiasma just now was obviously pulling back. If it hadn't been for him, it would have been easier for him to do his best. At least, he wouldn't have to rely on "ròu fight" like now! However, it is not right to say that he is ulterious, because Zhong Yuan did not hear any sarcasm from it.

Immortal, if you make a mistake in this little thing, it will be a joke!

mí paste is the most realistic portrayal of Zhong Yuan's heart at this moment.

However, since the red-haired ancestor opened his mouth, Zhong Yuan naturally couldn't take it! To be honest, although he has lost a lot of strength now, he is really not afraid of turning against his red-haired ancestor with the benefits of fire and magma. After thinking about it for a while, Zhong Yuan still decided to go out for a while. Let's see what he means?

But it is possible that Zhong Yuan does not want to be opposed to the vein of Hongmuling. After all, it is the result of Hongmuling that he can come to this day and achieve immortality.

The Qinglong Yuanshen, whose body was bruised, shook and dispersed, becoming a green rainbow. Then, it changed again and turned into the Qinglong Yuanshen. There were no injuries on his body, as if he had never been injured at all.

This method is the unique ability of the second yuan god method. It is not only the ròu body, but also the yuan god. When the two are completely integrated, it can really be completely iried, and then reorganized. In this way, no matter how heavy the injury is, as long as the vitality is not exhausted, it can be quickly recovered. The irisification of ordinary immortals is only the result of the manifestation of mana in the body. If the body is damaged, it must also be treated.

With such magical power, it is naturally not without cost. It consumes a lot of vitality. The strength of the earth immortals is strong, and it is also very difficult to accumulate vitality in the body. After a war, it is normal to recover after a few years or even decades of cultivation.

Because of this, there are few big fights among the earth immortals, which is not worth the loss! Zhong Yuan estimated that if he wanted to make up for the vitality of his disaster, it would take at least three or five years to repair it completely by himself.

The injured Qinglong Yuanshen changed and turned into the appearance of Zhong Yuan. With a wave, a blue light shrouded Zhong Yuan's head and firmly protected him. Then, he reached out and pointed to the ground fire magma, and the huge fire formed a black and red auspicious cloud, rising slowly.

As soon as Zhong Yuan flew out of the crater, the red-haired ancestor shook the sleeves of his robe, a three-foot long, and a strand of blood came straight out and killed him.

As the saying goes: You can't have the heart of harming others, and you can't have the heart of preventing others!

Zhong Yuan is a cautious person, so naturally he will not be unprecautionary. As soon as the blood light appeared, Zhong Yuan pointed out, and a thick and equally red light of his fingers came out, facing the blood light.

The two have not yet touched each other, and the blood light changes, one to two, two to four, four to eight,... In a short moment, there were thousands of bloody lights flying in the sky, strangling Zhong Yuan.

This blood light is obviously the red-haired ancestor's heavenly demonized blood knife, which he is the first treasure in his life! In the face of this treasure, Zhong Yuan did not dare to neglect it. At that time, he opened his mouth and spit it out, spit out the inner elixir that had been cultivated for hundreds of years, hanging on the top of his head, red ynyn, like the sun, releasing thousands of rays of light.

This light is not the release of ordinary elixir fire, but the elixir of life.

If the monk uses the magic weapon as the strongest combat power, the monster is the elixir. The cultivation of the elixir of monsters is more difficult than the refining of magic weapons. Therefore, once it is cultivated, it will change spiritually, such as the finger of the arm. If you practice to a high level, you can also rely on it, and tens of millions of miles of people will kill their enemies.

The elixir of the elephant dragon is the condensation of the pure and pure power of the earth fire, which is not only extremely sharp, but also contains powerful flame power. It can be said that every elixir is equivalent to a powerful fire flying sword. Therefore, Zhong Yuan was not afraid to meet him head-on.

In the void, thousands of red lights are crisscrossing, two or two strikes, breaking up one after another, turning into infinite light and rain, colorful and falling.

Zhong Yuan did not dare to take it lightly, because he knew very well that the differentiated sword light was condensed by Yuan's power and would be crushed, but the body of the heavenly demon blood knife would not, so he paid close attention to it.

Sure enough, the void light did not break up, and a blood light expanded rapidly. In an instant, it turned into a huge knife a hundred feet long and a few feet wide, and cut it down.

Zhong Yuan also did not give in. Above the inner elixir above his head, there was also a thick red elixir, and the dragon generally collided with it.

At that time, there was a shocking noise, and the invisible wildness turned into a substantial bō pattern, rippled in all directions. Fortunately, there is a void, otherwise, it is definitely a mess.

In the colorful rain of blood, the huge blood knife turned back into three feet in size, flew back, and was re-entered into the robe sleeves by the red-haired ancestor. And Zhong Yuan's blazing elixir was also taken back.

Seeing that the red-haired ancestor had no intention of continuing to fight, Zhong Yuan did not fight back, but the inner elixir was still hanging overhead and did not take it back.

"Red-haired ancestor, my disciples have a lot of practice. It should be a happy thing for the school. As the suzerain, it's okay if you don't help. On the contrary, it's a failure. Is it because of jealousy?" Zhong Yuan also wanted to talk to the red-haired ancestor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out, he was naturally angry, so he couldn't help but have a little sarcasm in his words.

"Ancestor? Hum--" The red-haired ancestor snorted coldly, "Old friend, face to face, do you want to continue to hide it? I can't believe that you are a bald donkey!"

It's an old friend again! But this time, Zhong Yuan felt a little different. And the bald donkey, what is this? The bull's head is not right. After listening to this, Zhong Yuan was even more confused. The original anger in his heart ran out of the sky.

Zhong Yuan's mí image, in the eyes of the red-haired ancestor, became the best appearance to cover up. At that time, his face changed greatly and he said angrily, "Elephant dragon! The second god! Do you want me to continue to talk?"