Chapter 192 Seven Leaves Stepping Immortal Liquid II

Seeing this scene, a young man's eager voice said, 'You, you, you, you are really a tyrannical thing! Taste slowly, taste slowly. Then came a lifetime of sighs. The voice of the young man was a little disappointed and said, "Big brother, you have given all these good things to a kid, it seems that Sister Feng and I will really have no luck in the future." ’

Another woman's voice said leisurely, "Third brother, you are too greedy, something is effective for our use, although it is the essence of the rare seven-leaf stepping immortal grass, but it is only so faint for us, and the difference between it and the four-leaf stepping immortal tea is not big, let you drink that is really a tyrannical thing? It's very small, okay, this kid is the Five Elements Spiritual Root is complete, I hope the road can go further, right?'

The voice of the middle-aged Confucian scholar from Qishan was also heard, 'Alas, it's all up to him.' I also gave what should be given, and I also gave what should be given, and I also changed my attention, he doesn't get married, I won't show up, everything depends on his Zhaohua. If he is given so many benefits, he still can't live to the realm of Yudan, which also means that the master of Kun Tianding should not be him, so we are choosing another master! ’

Ren Xiaochen listened to the conversation between the three of them, and at the same time, he took out his sword and empty ring of Qingfeng Shan, and hurriedly recognized the lord with a drop of blood, and a burst of blue light flashed, and he immediately wore it unceremoniously. It was again from the sword space realm that he took out the spirit feather of the colorful glow, which was also dripped with blood, and then it was Ren Xiaochen's soul that flew away, because he found that he was already unable to move, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to open his mouth to speak, not to mention anything else, seeing that the colorful spirit feather was the colorful glow that shrouded him, and a breeze blew through his body, as if he was cut into his body by thousands of invisible blades, and what was even more terrifying was that it seemed that there was a force in his body that began to stir, making Ren Xiaochen worse than dead, but he was feeling it with his eyes, holding everything, unable to move, and unable to shoutAt this time, Ren Xiaochen's face also appeared colorful, and the color kept changing.

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian appeared in front of Ren Xiaochen and looked at him with a smile. At the same time, there was also a beautiful woman in red, and a handsome young man in green clothes.

Ren Xiaochen looked at the three people in front of him in pain, and wanted to scold the three of them in pain, but unfortunately he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't speak, so he could only stare at the three people opposite him with painful eyes.

At this time, the beautiful woman in red giggled with a peach blossom smile and said, "Isn't it painful to see how it is?" As soon as she said that she wanted to take back what was given to you, she immediately started to recognize it. With the pair I'm wearing now, I don't feel a little inappropriate, a little too inappropriate? It's okay? I actually forcibly want to recognize my divine spirit feather without authorization, you are so bold, you are not afraid that a careless little life is a life! Now is it like the pain of ten thousand blades splitting, and you can't move, you really deserve it, and the Seven Leaf Stepping Immortal Liquid is so easy to bear. I didn't expect it to seem cowardly, but it was extremely bold. If you only listen to us explain the purpose of these things, you really dare to use them. ’

The young man in Tsing Yi also looked at Ren Xiaochen with a sneer on his face. But he didn't say anything, but the schadenfreude in his eyes was unmistakable.

The middle-aged Confucian took a step forward with a smile and said, "Little guy, I'm too anxious, second sister, let's suppress your nerve spirit feather, I'll help him dissolve the seven-leaf stepping immortal liquid first." After speaking, the middle-aged Confucian stretched out his big hand, and Ren Xiaochen is seeing that a big hand suddenly turned into a golden light, and went deep into the colorful glow, and grabbed the colorful Shen Yu that flowed towards it, and easily pulled it back, and the Shen Yu was stripped off and shrouded in the colorful glow, and then shot at the woman in red.

The woman in red is smiling Qianqian jade hand bullet, a red light is shot out, hit on the Shennian phoenix feather, a drop of bright red raindrop-sized blood bead was forcibly condensed from the same colorful phoenix feather, suspended in the air, motionless, the woman in red is a pop-out finger, one hand unfolded, a white jade divine feather has been invited to fall into the palm of the woman in red.

Ren Xiaochen looked a little crying without tears, and the things that recognized the Lord were easily removed. But at this time, the feeling of thousands of invisible blades attacking the body is also suddenly of course, but it makes him a little happy, and he will not try to move his body but he can't move, look at the front of him, or the colorful glow shrouded, and then you understand that it must be related to the colorful liquid you just drank. Looking at the middle-aged Confucian who was close at hand, walking around in the same deep colorful glow, looking at himself, Ren Xiaochen's eyes also followed the movement of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, turning left and right.

Ren Xiaochen didn't want to know what people wanted to do, just when Ren Xiaochen was watching him walk around, suddenly the middle-aged Confucian in front of him was one into two, two and three, and finally turned into five middle-aged Confucian students, and Ren Xiaochen was surrounded by him.

Ren Xiaochen also thought that his eyes were looking at flowers, unbelievable, at this moment it was five middle-aged Confucian students who shot together, each with different gestures, in front of him was a middle-aged Confucian is a finger to point, the head of Ren Xiaochen, it is difficult to see the momentum of the right and wrong to pierce Ren Xiaochen's head, left and right glanced at Ren Xiaochen is heart is completely cool, left and right is middle-aged Confucian is punch is directly hit his head, Ren Xiaochen believes that if he is really hit, he thinks that his head will inevitably be blown into slag by a punch, and why bother with two punches?

At this moment, between his fingers was a little above Ren Xiaochen's forehead, and the fists on the left and right hit his temples, and there was a palmar power on his back.

The five middle-aged Confucian scholars shot almost at the same time, and hit Ren Xiaochen at the same time, and then Ren Xiaochen felt that his whole body had been opened with a few holes, and his brain was like a thunderbolt, and the sound of explosions echoed in his mind. It also made Ren Xiaochen have a splitting headache, and his eyes were still blurred.

I felt like I was being beaten like a fat man, and it was unbearable, but for a while, it was as if my body had been penetrated by some sharp weapon into thousands of tiny transparent holes, and my body could feel the wind piercing my body and come out of the body.

Ren Xiaochen couldn't see anything in front of him, he couldn't see his five fingers in the rich color of the glow, and he couldn't find the figure of the middle-aged Confucian student, but there was still a sound of slamming all parts of his body in his ears, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain from being beaten.

Ren Xiaochen secretly thought in his heart, 'Finish, it seems that he was beaten to death by the middle-aged Confucian old thing who saw Qishan. But I don't feel the slightest pain now? It seems that I may really be dead, people are dead, and I still know the pain there!"

Ren Xiaochen is constantly thinking nonsense, angry, sad, unwilling, and desperate. All the emotions came up, until at last it was calm and indifferent, and it became joyless and careless. It seems that he has seen through all the obsessions in the world, given up all the grievances in the world, and first seen through life and death. Let the colorful glow in front of him gradually become dark, silent, all he can see is endless darkness, five rice grains of the size of the faint starlight, like the light of fireflies appeared in the darkness, flickering, five faint starlight is five different colors, each occupies a self as the center is a different direction. Each has its own five colors, gold, green, cyan, red, and yellow, Ren Xiaochen is curious, and after a closer look, he found that these five points of light are constantly rising, and they seem to be close at hand.

Ren Xiaochen really wanted to reach out and grab a light and wanted to come and see, and he reached out to grab it, that is, at this time, Ren Xiaochen couldn't help but look at himself, and he was suddenly panicked, he couldn't see where his body was, his arms, torso and his legs, and he couldn't see anything.

In the panic, Ren Xiaochen suddenly returned to normal, and thought in his heart, "Since I am dead, it is estimated that there is nothing left, let alone my body?" Quietly looking at the five faint lights of different colors around him, thinking if they were the same as himself, if he was also like this, whether those five faint lights were the same as himself, the same people who had died.

At that moment, Ren Xiaochen felt that his body was like tens of millions of mosquitoes biting him, and the general numbness began to become clear. The calm Ren Xiaochen's heart was also inexplicably feeling the sound of the heart beating in the darkness, and at this moment, the dark world in front of him was suddenly transformed, and the eyes were shrouded in a rich colorful glow, but his head was able to travel left and right.

But the body still couldn't move, Ren Xiaochen looked down and saw his body, but he could clearly feel the existence of his body, and there were thousands of ants slowly crawling into his body. Ren Xiaochen breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself, "It's good that you're not dead." ’