Chapter 131 The embarrassed Zhao Qing

The three people in the center of the ruins each occupied one side to adjust their breath and recover. The three tried their best to swallow the atmosphere of heaven and earth to bring whirlwinds. None of the monks watching in the distance just came up to disturb. Just as they recovered, the treasures in the Mausoleum of the Drought were born, and the treasures rose to the sky, and even the stars in the sky were dim.

The three people sitting in the momentum of horns ignored the outside world, and the killing did not interfere with them. In the war, the elites of Chudi were all obvious. The immortals in their hands were extremely lethal, and they were killed and injured. Ordinary immortals chatted blood, and the immortals dominated an area one by one, and hundreds of miles of treasures were plundered by them. In the range.

"Xiang Cheng, get out of this ruins if you don't want to die!" A shout spread out for more than ten miles, and finally some people were dissatisfied with the scope divided in the tacit understanding and wanted to grab more treasures and ancient medicines.

Xiang Cheng, whose mana covers a radius of ten miles, is not a soft egg. On the contrary, his power is one of the strongest among these people. His clothes fluttered and he glanced at the earth fairy. At this moment, the dignified momentum of the three immortals around Xiang Cheng slowly pressed him.

"Rat people also want to possess Hua Tianbao, which is ridiculous!" Xiang Cheng looked at the people surrounding him, and the disdain in his eyes was a great insult in the eyes of those people.

"Xiang Cheng, don't think that you can do whatever you want!" One person crossed the boundary and went straight to Xiang Cheng, accompanied by three fairy weapons, and the heavy treasures were showing their extraordinary.

"Look for death!" Xiang Cheng roared, and a ferocious halberd swept between his clothes, and the momentum of killing the four directions was not weaker than the momentum of several people. Go!" The man who wanted to sound the most brought a trace of fairy spirit between the roars, and a great fairy skill cut at the man. The other two who did not take action moved when they heard the wind. The fairy art in their hands shot out, and the fairy weapon turned into a golden light and shot at Xiang Cheng far away.

In the four-person war, the killing sound was shocking. More than a dozen immortals in the distance were looking at their battle from afar, and their consciousness was also intertwined in the air, fear of being killed by others.

The ruins of the Drought Mausoleum were full of wars, and the treasures coming from the wilderness made people crazy. Just as everyone's eyes focused on the war in the sky, the cave opened by the immortals slowly trembled, and the sound of mosquitoes whined.

"What?" Jinyang's ears, which were urging "Taisu's way, immortality", moved. At the same time, the three of them opened their eyes and looked at the cave not far away. The three of them were solemn. Ten thousand immortals are not the ones who can compete with each other. Now they can't even walk in the hands of the immortals.

With a roar, the breath of the emperor gushed out of the cave, and a charming figure jumped out, covered with blood. The "Emperor's Sword" guarding her body did not burst in an instant. The silent "Emperor's Sword" could not perfectly resist the penetrating force. Zhao Qing, who stood in the air, was seriously injured, and his delicate face was dim.

A pair of fierce stars looked at the shadow of the ancient medicine that kept flashing in the sky. Zhao Qing immediately made up her mind that her whole body was injured when she was attacked by Tianxian, and the blood of her body was about to run out. Even the yuan god was injured and full of cracks.

Looking gloomyly at the monks fighting for ancient medicine in the sky. Although there are more than a dozen immortals, there are more ordinary immortals. They all want to grab a treasure and run away. The flying objects in the sky are shrouded in a layer of brilliance. The fast-eyed ordinary fairy picked it up and turned around and ran away. The immortals who wanted to intercept wanted to catch up and stop. Maybe it will follow the baby again.

This scene is staged everywhere, with hundreds of miles of ruins overflowing with chasing figures everywhere.

Zhao Qing stood in the air, and when she was seriously injured, she rushed to the battlefield with the "Emperor's Sword" to kill all sides and grab those ancient medicines that could make up for the consumption of the genuin. Nine golden swords rushed into the battlefield, and a hundred miles of land were penetrated in less than a quarter of an hour. The bodies were everywhere, and the ancient medicine chased them all fell into Zhao Qing's hands.

The earth fairy guarding one side immediately turned his attention to Zhao Qing, and even the four people in the war stopped to prevent Zhao Qing's attack.

Jinyang, who was sitting in the ruins, was hidden under the pillar, tightly wrapped in his body, without any appearance, even Zhao Qing, who rushed out of the cave, did not find it. The woman in black and the man in blood looked at Jinyang and didn't understand why he was so cautious.

"enemy!" Jin Yang gritted his teeth and recovered 80% of his body, which made him think a lot. Looking at the two people sitting together, they shook their heads and had just fought desperately. It was simply a delusion to use their power.

"I am the descendant of the Holy Demon Sect." The man in blood seemed to have the intention of making friends with Jinyang. Everyone can clearly see the battle just now. Jinyang not only has the inheritance of Mingzong, but also the blood of the Jinwu Gu clan flowing in his body. The strong potential makes people look forward to it.

"Are you the descendant of the Holy Demon Sect, the ancient Holy Demon Sect?" The woman in black exclaimed, her eyes were incredible, "Isn't the Holy Demon Sect suppressed there? How can it appear in the world?"

The woman in black, whose cultivation is almost the same as Jinyang's cultivation, called Shengyi's * and fell into Jinyang's ears like thunder. She turned out to be a descendant of the ancient sect. You should know that the ancient sect has disappeared without a trace, and almost no one in the world knows their whereabouts.

"I'm just a descendant from generation. I haven't entered the temple of the Holy Demon Sect, and the inheritance I have received is incomplete." Sheng Yi said that his hostility to the woman in black did not seem to be as great as Jin Yang thought.

"Li Lin, the 18th generation of Shenxingzong." The woman in black is also generous and reports herself to the door.

"What are you?" Jin Yang asked, "Align!" The two said in unison, and finally looked at each other and smiled. The strength of the three recognized each other, and the temporary alliance could still be achieved.

In this way, the three formed an alliance without paying attention in the ruins and wanted to occupy a treasure.

Jin Yang, holding the "Zongzhu Sword", walked to the two and said, "I don't want any of these treasures and ancient medicines. As long as you take action at the right time, I wish me a hand!" Shengyi and Li Lin got up, most of their injuries recovered, and they did not hesitate to agree to Jin Yang's request.

"Go!" Jinyang, who shouted, the rising blood of war turned into a streamer with the "master's sword" and jumped to the sky with a sharp sharp edge, and looked at the looted Zhao Qing with the confidence after the war. The fast-moving Jinyang is like a big jumping fish in the sky, silvery and cold. Where they passed, many monks hurriedly avoided, and those who did not react were either different heads or limbs flying across.

With the departure of Jinyang, the hurricane caused by the two people was also painful.

Although Zhao Qing's mana is about to be exhausted, her combat power has not been greatly reduced. The protection of the "Emperor's Sword" is not affordable for ordinary people, and the power of one blow is still far greater than that of ordinary immortals.

"Good luck! I didn't expect that the breath of life was immortal, and the inheritance of Mingzong was extremely profound!" Jin Yang's dim sword light shocked Zhao Qing from afar. When Zhao Qing shouted, the "Emperor's Sword" in his hand stirred up, and all his strength was concentrated on one point, hoping to end Jinyang in one fell swoop.

"Hmm! He is also a fairy, and he also wants to kill me!" Jin Yang, who rushed to Zhao Qing, did not hide it at all, and all his power used "Too plain way, immortality." The Heavenly Art and "The Undeathless Art" work to the extreme. Even Jinyang, the forbidden art in the inheritance of the Ming Sect, has the idea of moving it. In the end, it may be difficult to control it.

"I will fulfill you!" Zhao Qing disdained and waited at the same time. The two were both immortals. Zhao Qing's inheritance also had a forbidden technique of deceiving heaven and earth, but he could not meet the conditions, but he improved a lot in the rank and achieved three-level immortals.

"Kill you like a dog!" When Jin Yang shouted, the two were less than one mile apart. The golden sword light and the dim sword light were fighting, and the sound of metal kept coming out.

In an instant, the two fought dozens of times. The fierce sword spirit stabbed Jin Yang's body with a little blood, and his hand holding the "Master's Sword" was numb. After all, Jinyang, with first-class combat power, was not Zhao Qing's opponent of four-level combat power. When he retreated, he was cut off a large area of blood, and his chest was held by Zhao Qing to take advantage of the situation. Appropriate.

Jinyang, who withdrew 20 feet, looked at the two people who were already standing behind him and said, "Go together, I don't believe it today. I can't drive you away!"

Jin Yang has clearly figured out that Zhao Qing, who has the "Emperor's Sword", has a deep luck. It is extremely difficult to kill her with one blow. Even if Sheng Yi, who has 14 levels of combat power, may not be able to defeat her, otherwise the immortals under the ruins would have killed her long ago.

"Up!" Jin Yang shouted, and the two people behind him carried out fairy arts at the same time, and the sharp breath cut Zhao Qing to cover for Jin Yang. Standing in the air, Zhao Qing, whose fighting power is endless in the eyes of others and has not consumed any magic power, has suffered unspeakably. The yuan god is cracked under the blow of the immortals. If he can't find a suitable ancient medicine, I'm afraid that he will never know whether he will live or die in the end.

Jin Yang rushed up. This time, with the help of Shengyi and Li Lin, they didn't care about the squandering of their magic power. Jinyang's "Zongzhu Sword" stood on the "Emperor's Sword" again and again, and the sword spirit that came out had to take away the breath of Jin Yang's silk every time, but Jin Yang thought clearly that Zhao Qing must be the end of the qiang lu and wanted It is impossible to defeat the three of them, but it is extremely difficult for them to kill her.

In the war in the sky, the three always retain a little strength. Only Jinyang tried their best to kill Zhao Qing. The empty door opened and did not protect themselves at all. Every time, it was Shengyi or Li Lin's fairy skills to relieve Jin Yang.

"You are cruel!" Zhao Qing, who was playing with Jinyang, suddenly retreated far away and no longer entangled with him. The flying white clothes had been broken, and the jade and white breath inside began to be messy, and the "emperor's sword" in his hand trembled.

"This account will be calculated later! I will smash you into ten thousand pieces, smash your bones and ashes, and see how you live!" When Zhao Qing shouted, his figure shot away in the distance.

"Little bitch, one day I will shock you to death!" Jin Yang took a big breath and looked very happy. He didn't even care about the deep-visibly sword wound.

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