Chapter 67: Don't slap your face, slap your face...
Is this the strength of the Merge Realm?
Lin Beichen's hands were very sore and a little sleepy.
He locked Lu Tianxiong for most of the day, from dawn to dark.
Lu Tianxiong couldn't move, and could only fight to the death through the blood-red defensive cover!
In the afternoon, Chu Mengmeng, the four ghost cultivators, Murong Qian, and Liu Yuanqing took turns on the field and launched a **** offensive against Lu Tianxiong.
And then the egg...
Lu Tianxiong's blood-red defensive shield just can't be broken!
"Senior sister, are you really eating?" Lin Beichen looked at Murong Qian's head full of black lines.
Can't you think about my feelings?
Murong Qian shrugged helplessly, her expression seemed to say.
What should I do?
I can't beat it, what can I do!
"Yuan Qing, are you eating too?"
"Childe, I'm hungry. β
"Here, take the storage bag from my hand, and the storage bag still contains five storage rings. One ring is for pills, one ring is for heaven and earth spiritual treasures, one is for magic weapons, and one is for pills.... You find the storage ring where the magic weapon is placed, take out the Immortal Killing Sword, hold the Immortal Killing Sword in your left hand, and hold the Zhuxian Sword in your right hand. β
"Cut him !!"
After Lin Beichen finished speaking, his stomach growled.
I'm hungry too!
"Xiaoyou, why don't you let me go, how about this matter be over?" Lu Tianxiong had already given up struggling.
He couldn't break free from Lin Beichen's shackles at all, that golden light was too weird, and his defensive power was amazing!
It's hard and long-lasting, and it's tough!
Lu Tianxiong decided to take the initiative to compromise and talk to Lin Beichen.
"Little friend, as long as you let me go. My Qingyun Sect has a treasure trove, and the treasure trove holds the good things that my Sect has collected for thousands of years. I'll give it all to Xiaoyou, what do you think?" Lu Tianxiong proposed.
"Good thing, are there any spirit crystals?"
Lin Beichen asked.
The spirit stone could no longer satisfy Lin Beichen, and when the cultivation torch was passed on, Lin Beichen found that only the spirit crystal could satisfy him!
"Yes, there are spirit crystals, of course. There are 100,000 spirit crystals in this sect's treasure house, little friend, this is 100,000 spirit crystals, enough for you to squander your cultivation for a lifetime!"
Lu Tianxiong said proudly.
What is the concept of 100,000 spirit crystals?
100 million spirit stones!
Qingyun Sect can also be regarded as a second-rate sect, and over the years, Lu Tianxiong has wantonly reined in the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure, in order to wait for the matter to be exposed, and he ran away with the money.
But in order to survive, Lu Tianxiong decided to give all 100,000 spirit crystals to Lin Beichen!
"One hundred thousand?"
Lin Beichen's expression was strange.
When Lu Tianxiong said that there were 100,000 spirit crystals in the treasure house, he was quite proud?
Is 100,000 spirit crystals a lot?
The master sucked it clean overnight!
"Cut him, Yuan Qing, cut him hard!" Lin Beichen suddenly lost interest in these 100,000 spirit crystals.
Besides, if you kill Lu Tianxiong, the 100,000 spirit crystals will not run away, Chu Mengmeng has completely overturned the entire Qingyun Sect!
Jingle Bell β
Liu Yuanqing held the Zhuxian Sword in his left hand and the Immortal Sword in his right hand.
You have a sword, I have a sword, and I will send you to see the gods immediately!
Not to mention, the two swords are not the second of the four fierce swords of the ancients, Liu Yuanqing did not use any spiritual power, purely with the sharpness of the two swords to slash the blood-red barrier!
"Ahhhh
Seeing that the only hope was shattered, Lu Tianxiong roared as if he was crazy.
Black hair mixed with white hair, and blood flowed from Lu Tianxiong's eyes.
"Is the old man wrong? Is the old man wrong to live? Why, why do you have to let the old man die!"
"When your life goes by day and you can't do anything, when you feel your body aging day by day, you are helpless!"
"I just want to live, live!"
Blood and tears appeared in his eyes, and Lu Tianxiong roared in the sky.
"It's unfair, God is unfair to me!"
Lin Beichen was silent.
"You're not wrong, but are those innocent babies at fault?" Lin Beichen asked rhetorically.
"Hahaha!"
"Mortals are ants, how much is their life worth? Their life is dung, worthless dung!"
"The weak are not qualified to live in this world, their death allows me, the strong, to continue my life, they should feel honored and glorified!"
"The weak are not qualified to live in this world, but it's a pity that now you are the weak, Yuan Qing, kill him!"
Lin Beichen said coldly.
The Zhuxian Sword stabbed into Lu Tianxiong's chest, and the blood fell down the sword body!
Dingββ
Lin Beichen was surprised to find that the dragon scale armor had been pierced through a small hole, and the dark armor deeper was unharmed.
"Keep stabbing!" Lin Beichen didn't let go, blood splattered on his face.
Another sword!
"Go on, although he has no breath, what if he plays dead!"
One more sword!
"Go on, don't stop, keep stabbing me!"
Or a sword!
Soon, Lu Tianxiong was poked with countless bloody wounds, and Lin Beichen kicked Lu Tianxiong's body away.
"Still want to run?"
Blood Demon Flame Mountain, which is also one of Chu Mengmeng's four major ghost cultivators, snorted coldly.
When a monk reaches the Yuan Infant realm, he can cultivate the Yuan Infant.
Yuan Infant is very useful, you can discard the body Yuan Infant out of the body, but it is extremely harmful to the monk's own cultivation, and you also need to find a complete fit of your own body.
Blood Demon Lieshan threw out a magic weapon in the shape of blood droplets, and slashed Lu Tianxiong, who was out of the body in vain trying to escape, halfway, the blood droplets were withdrawn, and the Blood Demon Lieshan directly devoured Lu Tianxiong's Yuanying, his face was full of enjoyment!
The purpose of Chu Mengmeng's trip is to absorb the souls of injustice, and now that the matter is over, the four major ghost cultivators are hovering in the air to absorb the souls!
"Little junior brother, your acting skills are very good, you deceived me. β
Murong Qian looked at Lin Beichen with a smile.
Lin Beichen: "......"
"Seventh Senior Sister, I was forced to do it, how could I kill Lu Tianxiong if I didn't do this!" Lin Beichen explained with a blushing face.
"Then just nowβ" Murong Qian pointed to her lips.
Lin Beichen swallowed.
You kissed me just now, otherwise I'll kiss you now, and the two of us will be clear?
"Miss Murong, you kissed my son-in-law just now. I think so, you can't let my son-in-law suffer, or my son-in-law will kiss you, what do you think?"
Liu Yuanqing said seriously.
Lin Beichen: "......"
I'll just think about it, do you really dare to say it?
Isn't it stupid!
"Liu Yuanqing, if I'm not mistaken. Are you the personal disciple of the Holy Lord of Shushan, the Holy Son of Shushan, and the successor of the Holy Land of Shushan in the future?" Murong Qian shifted her gaze to Liu Yuanqing.
"Yes, yes, Miss Murong has such a good memory!"
Liu Yuanqing's chick pecked the rice and nodded.
"Well, in that case, if I beat you, the Holy Lord of Shushan shouldn't say anything. Murong Qian took a sip of wine and said.
"I'll give you another chance, what did you see just now?"
"I saw Miss Murong kiss just now..."
"Don't, don't hit someone, don't slap your face, slap your face hurts your self-esteem!"
Liu Yuanqing's pig-like screams pierced the night sky...