Chapter 263

Feng Yin stared at the golden monkey, but slowly retreated in the direction of the blood jade.

Qianqiu naturally saw Fengyin's intention. He was ready to take the blood jade and leave here, but... Qianqiu tightened the green sword in his hand. How can he easily let you take away what he like?

"Do you want to run away after killing so many monkey descendants?" The golden monkey's voice is breathtaking, like a shocking thunder that hits people's hearts.

Obviously, it was Feng Yin's intention to be more than Qianqiu. Feng Yin saw that the intention in his heart was seen, so he quickly turned around and swept towards the blood jade.

"Although the effect of this unformed blood jade is not good, it is still not to be underestimated. In this way, I will accept it." In the blink of an eye, Fengyin has appeared beside the blood jade, and his left hand has been caught on the blood jade.

"Bold." Seeing that Feng Yin was still so rampant preparing to take the treasure and leave in front of him, the monkey shouted angrily, his whole body soared, and hit Fengyin with a punch.

The wind and clouds surged above the nine heavens, and a huge fist slowly formed, carrying the momentum of the cracked mountain and gravel.

"Even if you are in the late stage of feathering, can you control me with one move?" The blood jade itself has great power. As soon as Feng Yin grabbed the blood jade, it was shaken away by an invisible force. The blood jade was not fully formed, and naturally there was a mysterious power to protect it.

"Three thousand wandering souls, eight thousand evil spirits, break it!" The sad cry suddenly sounded, making all the people who heard it upside down.

A trace of resentment mixed with huge evil spirit rose to the sky and hit the mysterious power outside the blood jade with a 'rumbling'.

A sound like a broken ice broke out, and the mysterious power was immediately broken by the wind's full force.

Then, the strong wind hit, and the wind shook all over, and the breath of death surged out of the body, forming an invisible protective light in an instant.

With a loud bang, the golden monkey hit the wind mask with a punch. Fengyin spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face became paler and paler.

But after all, this body-protecting spirit is not a third-rate spell. Under this punch, although there was a silk crack, it also held up, and finally it was slowly repaired.

"Hmm?" The golden monkey looked at Fengyin in surprise, and then pressed his right hand down slightly.

Fengyin's body continued to sink down, clenching his teeth and supporting it bitterly.

"Are you still holding on?" The golden monkey's heart is a little strange. According to reason, he just added some strength and did not restrain it. As long as Fengyin tried his best to counterattack, he could get out of trouble and play well with him. After all, he hasn't been out of the customs for hundreds of years, and he also wants to try how far his cultivation has reached.

From the beginning of the feathering period, the most basic life expectancy is 400 years. Not to mention those strong and profound monks, the life expectancy accumulated by acquired factors such as elixir alone is not less than 300 years, that is to say, the minimum life expectancy of the feathering period is 600 years.

"It's not good." During the doubt, the golden monkey who suddenly felt a strange power fluctuation said secretly.

At this time, Fengyin's left hand tightly pinched the blood jade that would fly out at any time, put his right hand in front of his chest, and his fingertips spread a strange energy fluctuation.

The wind changed its momentum, and a force gushed out of the body, instantly shaking the golden monkey that had not exerted all its strength.

The 'buzz' waved out like the space ripples on the surface of the lake, and the wind finally laughed.

"Hahahaha, the king of this account should remember it first, and I will return it later. I will accept this blood jade first." After saying that, Feng Yin turned around and entered the ripples formed behind him.

"Bunuch, it's the ghost of the underworld." The ghost gate is the magic power that every Pluto has. It can pass the magician back to the ghost hole previously set. The ghost hole is generally located in the core of his clan, or a safe place.

"It's late." Feng Yin shouted that his whole body had entered the ghost gate, but the arm holding the blood jade was held outside due to the huge power of the blood jade and had not yet fully entered the ghost gate.

Suddenly, a sword sounded, accompanied by a cold sound. Silence!"

Silent sword spirit, and it is not pure silent sword spirit. There is a trace of red light attached to it, and the breath of silence dissipates, and even the golden monkey in the distance feels this breath and his eyes become solemn.

"Ah! No!" The wind that has completely entered the ghost gate naturally can't come out again, and he can't return, but he can still feel the breath of destruction coming towards his arm.

The sword chanted loudly, a wisp of blood bloomed, and the wind's arm was cut off from the shoulder.

"Little bastard, you wait for me!!!" The ghost door gradually closed, and there was a voice of anger and resentment.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Qianqiu grabbed Fengyin's arm with his left hand and shook it slightly. A sword spirit gushed out of his palm and instantly shattered his arm.

The blood jade was firmly caught in Qianqiu's hand.

The huge power of 'buzzing' makes Qianqiu's arm sink, Qianqiu's breath sinks into Dantian, and a wisp of spiritual force enters the arm to fully hold the blood jade.

Looking at the gorgeous blood jade in his hand, a trace of brilliance flashed in Qianqiu's cold eyes.

"With this blood jade, my cultivation will definitely rise to another level within a month... Or, within ten years... No, within five years, I am confident to break through the feathering period!!" Qianqiu's body suddenly emerged with a strong confidence, just like his sword spirit, which was sharp and pointed straight to the sky!

The golden monkey looked at Qianqiu, his eyes were colorful, and he saw a very interesting thing.

At this time, Qianqiu came to his senses and remembered that the blood jade and the golden monkey had also exerted some strength. If the golden monkey wanted to compete with him, he would never have any ability to resist.

As if he could see Qianqiu's thoughts, the golden monkey laughed loudly. Hahaha, don't worry, your blood jade is useless to me. We monkeys have their own inheritance, but those things are on the path. Human bodies are fragile, and the effect of blood jade is also effective for you humans and the underworld, and its effect on us is not so great.

"Thank you very much." Although the golden monkey said so, Qianqiu still knew that although the effect of blood jade on them was not so great, it could not be ignored. After thanking him, Qianqiu Yun used his skills and sent the blood jade into the purple house. ;

Blood jade entered the body, and Qianqiu instantly felt that his blood was thicker and more active at this moment.

"Huh? As far as I know, such treasures cannot be put into the mustard space. How did you put them away? The golden monkey asked doubtfully that if it could be put into the mustard space such as the storage ring, the wind would not have to be beheaded by Qianqiu in the end.

Qianqiu was stunned. He had a Taiji map to suppress Zifu. As long as he ran the "Hunyuan Sword Tips", he could accommodate the blood jade, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Qianqiu didn't say anything, the golden monkey also knew that the monks had their own secrets, so he stopped asking and said directly, "My name is Yuan Tong. How about you, little brother?"

"Qianqiu." Qianqiu replied.

"Haha, good name." Yuan Tong laughed twice, and then hid the golden light on his body and turned into a simple middle-aged man.

Qianqiu did not have any surprise. When the spirit beast is cultivated to the feathering period, it can turn into a human form, but after turning into a human shape, because the body is not a human, its cultivation will be weakened.

Yuan Tong was dressed in a cloth shirt. At this time, he looked like an extremely ordinary middle-aged man. He was restrained and showed it at a glance. Yuan Tong was afraid that he could break through the Golden Gate with a little opportunity. Even if there is no opportunity, they can break through Jinmen within 50 years. For these monks who often live more than 600 years, it is very fast to break through in 50 years. You know, by the Golden Gate period, the life expectancy can be increased by at least 500 years.

"Brother, you..." Yuan Tong looked at Qianqiu and was suddenly stunned.

Qianqiu didn't know why, so Yuan Tong made a move with his right hand and saw a large amount of clear water suddenly guing out of the lake below. The clear water was easily grasped by Yuan Tong, forming a mirror.

Qianqiu looked at it and was stunned in an instant. At this time, Qianqiu's face was delicate and ruddy, and the skin on his neck was whiter than before, and there were strange blood-red rays in his eyes. White clothes are better than snow, and the green silk is like ink. Such a face, if it is a daughter, it can also be called peerless in the immortal world...

"This...!!!" Qianqiu looked at herself in astonishment and was speechless for a long time.