Chapter 139 Yu Yu Tian Shang
"Dead, not dead; dead, not dead, soon. Is this thief dead or not?
The light heartstrings of the wings are pulled back and forth by two completely different contradictory ideas, and it is difficult to rise and fall from time to time.
The river is magnificent, and the purple and red fog shakes the sky and the earth, but you can't see the fierce battle underwater.
Yi Qingyang is a well-known family, and has long heard of the name of Bai herbal immortals.
She was originally formed by the cultivation of the thousand-year-old red lotus, and the Taoist line ranked among the top among the Eight Immortals in Nanmu, and she was above the blood-feathered immortals killed by Lin Yingxu. In particular, she is full of poisonous skills. She hates all parties, but there is nothing she can do.
If I hadn't met Chu Tian this time, I would have been very difficult to escape the claws of the witch.
Counting the time of Tongcheng Inn, Chu Tian has saved her twice in a row.
But even if he saves himself a hundred times or a thousand times, he will never forgive what he has done.
The light-winged heart was entangled together. She subconsciously, her slender hands clenched on the cold hilt of the Su Nvxian sword, and she felt that her forehead and palms were full of sweat.
At the same time, underwater.
The duel between Bai Herbal Fairy and Chu Tian has entered the white heat.
With the idea of contemptating the enemy, the herbal immortals showed the strong strength of the holy master. The green vines under the ribs fluttered in the river, transforming into countless insegregible light and shadows, rushing to Chutian from all directions.
Originally, the first person she wanted to kill was not Chu Tian, but Yi Qingyang.
If your men are dead, you can recruit them again. My daughter is unique.
However, this boy has repeatedly destroyed the magic treasure she has forged with her own blood, which is unbearable.
She tried several times to poison Chu Tian with water as a medium. But whether it is "three thousand feet of white hair", "spring sleeping begonia", or even how many righteous people talk about the tiger's color of "Qianqiu chaotic red", they all teach the ancient unchanging printing to devour and refine, and can't hurt Chu Tian at all.
On the contrary, the teenager fought more and more bravely with his sword across the river. His majestic momentum is unified with heaven and earth, and he continues to grow like a snowball.
The herb fairy was secretly frightened. She wanted to retreat and was unwilling. She suddenly scolded and burned Zhenyuan and displayed the unique "tongue lotus flower" at the bottom of the box.
"Wow--" A pink and white demon lotus glittered out of the red sandalwood mouth of herbs, and it swelled like a plate between its fingers, emitting a blazing heat wave. The surrounding river rolled and quickly evaporated into strong water vapor, as if half of the Jinjiang River had been boiled.
Chu Tian was like a falling copper stove, and the fierce and raging invisible fire poison pierced his body like a steel needle. The magic gas running in the meridians was like lava restlessness, and the whole body was about to be burned to ashes.
"Be careful, this is the 'red lotus industry fire' transformed by the witch with blood!" Dong Tianji, who has been paying attention to the war situation, opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you go down and have a rest? My old man will take action to beat her off for you. Don't worry, I won't charge your wages."
"This is called Honglianyehuo, isn't it? Take a rest and see how I deal with this witch!" Chu Tianning thought about the work and shouted in a low voice: "Oh!" Pinch the seal with your left hand and sacrifice the seal of the real dragon and emperor.
However, I saw a magical and powerful underworld dragon rising from Chu Tian's body, and the whole body was full of dazzling ice and blue flames. The cold smell of the underworld fire instantly expanded in all directions. For example, the spring sun melted the red lotus industry fire instantly, and the underwater world returned to cool.
The dragon of the underworld roars with its head held high and roars more vigorously, and the flames are burning fiercely, pressing on the herbal immortals.
Under the strong pressure of the dragon of the underworld, the pink and white demon lotus is like a wild flower swaying in the wind and rain.
"This boy, I really got the true biography of the sword demon!" Hundreds of herbal fairy rode the tiger difficult to get down, and suddenly urged Zhenyuan to spray a mouthful of blood on the heart of the demon lotus.
The demon lotus was moistened by the essence and blood, and Huo Ran's trembled light soared, and the layers of petals shot out in the air. The competition for beauty was spectacular, with as many as eight, eighty-sixty-four pieces, forming a "lotus landing" that runs the innate killing of immortals and demons, covering hundreds of squares.
The herbal fairy is real.
It takes at least 20 years of retreat and hard work to restore the old view, which can be said to be the cost of blood. But she has lost her eyes, and if she can get many sword magic treasures such as Cangyun Yuanchen Sword, this loss is also worth it. Don't say that breaking through the state of simplicity in 20 or 30 years is to attack and guard a realm until it reaches the peak of the holy level.
The waves shake, and the river reflects the strange pink, which makes people feel that they are in a beautiful dream.
Sixty-four lotus petals are as sharp as a blade, cutting open the roaring waves, dragging long light and shadow, each with its own path changing, full of the terrible murderous intention of destroying heaven and earth.
"Does the witch want to play with me?" Chu Tian smiled coldly, and his body did not retreat, but faced the lotus without fear.
This is what he is least afraid of.
A long time ago, he had almost nothing but this life. Along the way, I don't know how many critical moments have been experienced, and there is no need to talk about a herb fairy!
His mind was highly concentrated, and he gradually entered the innate realm of washing his heart and dust. He unfolded the sinking fish and falling geese body method vertical sword and dragon broke into the lotus array.
"chi chi chi--" The lotus petal blade was crazily raging, completely swallowing up Chu Tian's figure.
Chu Tian's figure shuttled through this sad and beautiful petal, just like a dancer among flowers. A lotus flower fell into the battle and started vigorously, and it never hurt half of the corner of his clothes.
Break the array with the Tao and control the method with the heart.
He is like a drop of water in the river, bound by any power and law, and gallops like into no man's land.
Ten feet, eight feet, five feet... The voice did not move, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed.
The pupils of the herbal fairy gradually contracted, and Chu Tian's free and calm figure reflected in the depths of his eyes. He was terrified to find that the other party was just like a breeze from his fingertips. No matter how hard he grasped and clenched it, he could not grasp him.
On the contrary, the fierce sword spirit from Cang Yun Yuanchen is like a broken cone, constantly tearing the lotus array and oppressing it, which makes her chill and fighting spirit.
The herbal fairy suddenly alerted and realized that his mind had been unconsciously suppressed by Chu Tianxiong's domineering momentum, and the power of the lotus flower fell greatly. If it goes on like this, she doesn't need the other party to attack with a sword, and she has collapsed without fighting.
Escape, it's important to save your life!
An unprecedented idea involuntarily flashed through the mind of the herb fairy.
As one of the eight lords outside Nan Wuxian Mansion, sitting in Tiannan and other princes, he can hold the life and death of thousands of people. He has always thought that he can call the wind and rain as he wants, immortality and enjoy immortality, but he never thought that one day he would be slaughtered by others. Elephant.
A trace of uncontrollable fear surged into his heart, and the herbal fairy's mouth roared sadly, desperately urging Zhenyuan to release the last winner - "step by step lotus"!
Her figure quickly retreated to the river above the back, and stepped on a golden magic lotus under her feet, like a pile of mountains and spinning towards Chu Tian.
"Wow--" As soon as the light lit up in front of her eyes, she rushed out of the river and wanted to escape.
Unexpectedly, a finger wind crossed the ten-foot space, like a flash of light coming, straight to her eyebrows.
"This is..." The herb fairy was shocked, and the corner of his eyes swept over the old man on the boat with a leisurely look, and his right sleeve drooped slightly.
"Old man!" For a moment, she recognized the other party's where he came from, and her heart was shocked. She stroked her hands in a row, and ten red leaf armor blades at her fingertips interwoven a red light net in front of her.
"Bow!" The wind stirred the light net and broke, and the herbal fairy did not dare to stay at all as if they had seen a ghost, and fled to the river bank.
When the old man saw that the purpose of the delayed herb fairy had been achieved, he stopped to take action.
"Well--" A snow-white round water column broke through the river and swayed straight up, blocking the route where the herb fairy fled.
Chu Tian is like a dragon coming out of the sea with unparalleled power. Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword breaks through the thorns and breaks the mountains and rivers from the bottom up to the hundreds of herbal immortals. It is exactly one of the six swords that "changs life against the sky".
The magnificent sword is combined with the divine power of heaven and earth, like a dazzling long rainbow across the river, and the sharpness refers to the color of the sky.
The red leaf armor blade move of the herb fairy is too old to fight, and it can only rush to transport the green vine up and down to turn the lock and entangle the magic sword.
"Keng!" Unexpectedly, the Cangyun Yuanchen sword did not change at all. It was smoothly bound and entangled by four green vines and condensed in the air.
"Bum!" Chu Tian's legs bent and bounced firmly in the chest of the herb fairy.
Rabbit kicks eagles!
This is a leg method that he learned during his self-exile in the gorgeous fog mountains, which has not been used for a long time. Now Taoism clears the dust and understands the supreme true meaning of "taking advantage of the situation from the sky and asking for the method". This leg kicks out and turns decay into magic, just like a silver bottle suddenly broken iron horse protruding, and there is a master's handwriting.
"Good!" The old man on the boat applauded and applauded sincerely.
However, the feeling of the herb fairy is very bad. The protective layer of the body is broken, and the "Karala" breaks and collapses in the chest, and a sweet powder fog emerges.
She screamed and sealed the internal injury, and flew back with the help of Chu Tian's legs.
"Wo!" Chu Tianzhen's wrist toss out the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, and a white light flashed, piercing the throat of the herbal fairy without any suspense.
"Wow--" The powder fog sprayed thinly, and the body of the herb fairy atrophied and changed, and finally condensed into a withered lotus flower and fell into the river.
Yuanchen Baozhu is not polite. It will absorb all the pink essence overflowing from the body of the herbal fairy. The magic sword buzzes and trembles with excitement, and the phantom and brilliance is overflowing.
Chu Tianyun recalled the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword. As soon as he bought it, he felt a full of aura. The broken scars in the virtual world have been repaired by more than 80%, and there is a tendency to further purify and break through.
He turned his head and looked at the old man and said, "Your father-in-law can help me."
The old man said leisurely, "You're welcome. It's not an arm. It's obviously just a finger."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the clouds were light and the wind was clear.
Yi Qingyang was silent, watching Chu Tianbing kill the hundred herbal immortals who were known as one of the Eight Immortals in the South without blood. His cultivation was not the same as when it was difficult to speak at sunset, and his heart was shocked.
If only he was not a murderer, but a chivalrous and righteous chivalrous man!