Chapter 129: The Fire, the Dragon

The camp established by Ximen Xia around the cold gate is really big, Ximen Xia out of caution and ghost fire, six fingers and others hid in the back of the cold camp, and the cold night groped for half a night to find three people, and a few people killed at the main gate in half a month, and they couldn't find the cold night in a short time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The cold night didn't expect the fat man and the others to help him, the two months of no fighting did not make the cold night hands, the black and white diagram yin and yang in the body slowed down the surging qi and blood, covered his mouth and coughed twice before he felt good, and the three people opposite him were like a big enemy.

Ximen Xia's arm was bleeding, and he shook his shoulder with his fist and shook the iron nail nailed to his arm flying, "Let me ask one last thing, does the lord of the cold door want to stop making peace or will the fish die and the net will be broken?" ’。

'Fish dead and broken? You don't deserve it! ’。

It's useless to say more, you can only live and die against each other, Ximen Xia ran to refine qi, green smoke roamed on the surface of the body, a pair of exquisite armor condensed on his chest, his bare arms were full of dark green light, the sixth little finger of the six-fingered right hand shook faster, the white light on the fingers became more and more brilliant, and the ghost fire still sat cross-legged at the back of the two, but there was a small leather bag in front of him, which contained lancets, iron nails, copper coins, and all kinds of hidden weapons.

Cold Night's face did not change, with a mask-like smile on his face, he hid the military thorn behind him and approached Ximen Xia step by step, Ximen Xia and Six Fingers glanced at each other and greeted them.

The cold night for no reason said coldly, 'Without my permission, you are not allowed to do it', after speaking, he flew up and pressed up, and his body was still refining qi in mid-air, and he had already come out of the cyclone and pushed it to all parts of his body after the rotation of the black and white diagram yin and yang, and every pore on his body swallowed out black smoke the size of a fingernail, and the two arms formed armor at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the strange thing was that the purple big qi on his body was also integrated into the armor, making the armor of the cold night more resilient than Ximenxia and others.

Ximen Xia has no weapons, what he is most proud of is his own pair of fleshy palms, the palm contains a dark green vortex of disillusionment and Han Ye together, Han Ye holds the military stab behind his back in one hand, and meets the enemy with the other hand with Baji Fist, six fingers are waiting for an opportunity on the side, and the ghost fire is healing while responding in the distance.

The cold night was unmoved, the right hand clenched his fist like an awl, and responded to it with the second potential of King Kong's eight potentials, each punch was fierce and domineering, the whirlpool in Ximen's palm could not shake the refining qi of the cold night, but was almost spread by the cold night's beating, and the six pointed out that the timing was not right, but he still rushed up, if he couldn't let Ximen Xia breathe a sigh of relief, he was really fierce and lucky.

The momentum of the cold night fist changed, and the momentum of the dragon suddenly became the silk winding hand of Taijiquan, and he stepped backwards with the six-fingered wrist, and waited until the six-finger strength was old, and the cold night wrist turned and grabbed the six-fingered forearm, and pulled it into his arms, and the six fingers couldn't help but stumble forward with a panicked face, and the cold night smiled maliciously, and handed the military thorn hidden behind him forward, and the six fingers bit the tip of the tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and the qi refining armor on the palm of the hand instantly collapsed into a filamentous air flow along the essence blood and turned into half a finger to bounce the cold night army thorn, and the six fingers took this opportunity to stride back.

Ximen Xia didn't understand, it was obviously the same realm, the three people on his side were all upper-average masters, and the mountain village man on the other side who didn't know where he came from was really difficult to defeat? Ximen Xia didn't believe it, even if it was the concubine of the four major families, the Ximen family also had an almost fanatical pride, he would never allow anyone to trample on his self-esteem, thinking of this, Ximen Xia made a trick, and the qi refining armor on his chest converged into a trickle of meridians and swam along the meridians to the Tianling Gai Baihui acupoint, the skin on his face became greener and greener, but his eyes were full of red, and the momentum of the Changhong Perfection Realm on his body began to go crazy, and he was only one step away from crossing the bottleneck and reaching the peak of Changhong. But looking at his irrational eyes, he knew that Ximen Xia now had a body of qi refining but didn't know how to use it, in other words, he just had the body, speed and strength of the Changhong Peak Realm.

Six fingers followed closely to show their housekeeping skills, and the ten fingers like normal people clenched their fists, and the extra little finger flicked three times in a row, and a white beam more than one meter long burst out from the fingers, and a buzzing sound kept coming out of the beam, and the six commanders moved their fingers, and the beam seemed to cut through the air.

Although the ghost fire is no longer fighting with the cold night in close combat, it does not mean that he is out of the battlefield, on the contrary, he is the most active one, the hidden weapon in the leather bag is thrown out of most of it, and at this time he does not hesitate to use the killer weapon, the palm is weak, and a basketball-sized fireball appears out of thin air, and then the ghost fire touches his eyebrows, and a beating miserable green light jumps into the gray flame, the flame is more compact, and the flame burns straight to the soul.

Han Ye naturally understands that if he cuts hard with the three of them, then the grass on his grave next year will be nearly half a meter long, and the ancestors will have clouds.

The same is the Changhong consummation realm, but there is also a difference between each other, the ghost fire refining qi has not condensed the armor, the cold night can only budget for his ability, he guessed that the ghost fire is the lowest strength among the three, the six-finger qi refining armor can only wrap the palm, which is slightly inferior to himself, as for the Ximen Xia qi refining armor to wrap the chest, it is stronger than himself by more than a star and a half, and the persimmon has to be pinched softly.

Thinking of this, the cold night rushed towards Ximen Xia and the two, Ximen Xia did not hesitate to collide with the cold night, the two of them had their heads against their heads, and the four hands were held together and began to wrestle, Han Ye's face was flushed, but he still couldn't stop the crazy Ximen Xia, who was pushed back by Ximen Xia, and the cold night took three steps back in succession before stopping the retreat, and his left foot stepped forward between Ximen Xia's legs, his elbow against his chest, and he snorted. Rouran', and then the left foot and elbow together exerted force, and threw Ximen Xia over the shoulder, and before Ximen Xia got up, a dragon descending force hit him in the chest, Ximen Xia vomited blood and retreated, his face was pale, his eyes were scattered, and his steps were vain.

The six fingers just caught up, the right hand stabbed forward, and the white beam on the fist went straight to the heart of the cold night, at this time the cold night had just completed the action of falling back, and it was too late to dodge, so he had to turn sideways a little to avoid the fatal parts, and the white light of the six fingers did not pierce the heart of the cold night, but pierced his shoulder.

Cold Night gritted her steel teeth, didn't look at it and waved her hand with a punch, the six-fingered cang's queen retreated, Cold Night turned around and followed, her shoulders shook and grabbed the thorn of the Immortal Army, and she stabbed thirteen times in one breath, the six fingers sneered again and again, the sixth finger of her right hand clenched into a fist, and the other five fingers opened, and the white light seemed to have received traction, and began to become shorter and thicker, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a white shield, blocking all the fast attacks of the cold night, but he really took seven or eight steps back.

This is the outermost Ximen Xia finally regained his senses, and the momentum of the dragon descent only caused him a lot of injuries, but he continued to choose to charge when he was not delirious.

The cold night knew that his time was running out, and after forcing back the six fingers, the word trick flashed behind the ghost fire sitting on the ground, and the military thorn turned around in the palm of his hand and stabbed it from top to bottom, the ghost fire smelled the breath of death, but it was still trapped and the beast was still fighting, one palm slapped the little remaining lancet, and the other palm slapped his lower abdomen, forcing out a big mouthful of essence blood, and the essence blood and flame fused to meet the storm and rose into a blood-colored light curtain as thin as a cicada's wings, hoping to block the cold night for a moment, but these were undoubtedly in vain.

How could the cold night be ruthless to kill the ghost fire empty-handed, ignoring the lancet that turned the corner and aimed at him, refining qi poured into the thorn of the thorn immortal army, the black army thorn immediately hung a layer of frost, and gently spit out two words in his mouth 'frozen', the thorn immortal army pierced through the blood-colored light curtain and then penetrated the ghost fire head, pierced from the heavenly spirit cover and stabbed out from the chin, this is the blood-colored light curtain fell to the ground like ice and shattered.

Those willow leaf knives lost their accuracy after the ghost fire died, and they just scratched the typhoid night, the wound was not deep, but the blood kept flowing, and they chose to turn a blind eye to these cold nights.

Ximen Xia continued to charge regardless of the life or death of the ghost fire, and looked at the miserable death of the ghost fire with six fingers, and couldn't help but have some feelings of sadness for the rabbit and the fox.

Han Ye smiled, shook off the military thorn, pointed to the six fingers and said, 'The next one is you', and then rushed to Ximen Xia with the military thorn, Ximen Xia seemed to not know the pain and the cold night hot hand-to-hand fight, Han Ye carried the military spur left and right, and hit the arm of Ximen Xia from the bottom to the top, Ximen Xia's arm hung weakly, and the other hand clenched his fist and fell straight to the cold night face door, the six commanders danced with white light to join the battle group, and the cold night punched Ximen Xia again,' Hades', Ximen Xia's other hand bone shattered, broke the palm, revealing Bai Sensen's bone stubble, at this time Han Ye abandoned Ximen Xia, stretched out his fist and lightly imprinted on the chest of the six fingers, the white light on the six-finger fist was less than three inches away from the arm of the cold night, 'three points of hand'.

When the six fingers opened their mouths, they spit out a lot of blood mixed with internal organs, but they still stubbornly said, "Hades has three points, what a domineering foreign fist."

Han Ye smiled and pushed to the struggling six fingers, and the line of words pierced Ximen Xia's throat before he could calm down, and then collected the thorn of the Immortal Army and asked, "What?" ’。

Tie Qing, who had not shown up all this time, thought for a long time before he said, "Surprise and surprise are indeed the essence of the Assassin's Creed, but is such an open battle really suitable for the Assassins?" ’。

"Haha, Boss Tie asked knowingly, whether it is suitable or not depends on how far I can go in the future, you always look at it."

After the cold night searched the storage bags of the three people, after walking out of the camp, he saw a firelight coming straight towards him, but he was startled by the cold night, obviously took a step back, and the thorn immortal army appeared in his hand in less than a second, although through the fire light that was flickering and uncertain, the cold night still saw the face in the firelight clearly, it was the resoluteness of the water chestnut, the bright red fire rat robe, and the hidden dragon sword hanging under the waist, who else would this person be if it was not Mo San?

I don't know if Mo San is still sober, and after seeing the cold night, he stumbled, and then sat down cross-legged, letting the flames on his body burn.

Looking at the crimson flames in the cold night, I don't know what to do, and then the Ice Emperor in my body said, "Boy, don't touch the flames on his body, it's not something you can hold, if the emperor is not mistaken, this is the karmic fire of Buddhism, what did this kid do to cause the karmic fire to burn himself."

'You mean the third brother is in danger?' ’。

'The fire of Buddhism's karma is the fire of sin, if there is danger, he would have been burned to ashes, can he still run around like a torch?' The emperor guessed that this should be his chance, but I don't know if he can survive it, if he doesn't die, it will be a great creation, and the emperor remembers that you don't have a stone that is too hard to work! Throw it in and see what the hell that stone is. ’。

The cold night then threw the ordinary-looking round stone between Mo San's legs, and after making a gesture to the air, he sat down cross-legged like Mo San, and after listening to the sea rose put the restless body in order, there was a big change in the dantian, the ancient realm of the gods was contaminated with the breath of the cold night, the color became more dark, and occasionally a little purple light appeared, the ice emperor did not change, the corpse poison did not change, the bronze gate did not change, except for the extra black and white map, only the fish Jiao Yuan God in the ancient realm of the gods changed, Somehow the Yujiao Yuanshen fused with the divine beast eel, after the fusion of the eel, the Yujiao Yuanshen did not have four claws, but was more like a dragon, and the cold night also discovered another use of the dragon-shaped Yuanshen, which could fly out of the body to peep into other people's dantian, he used the dragon-shaped Yuanshen to see the corpse poison of the Yin servant Ivan, which was less than the size of a fingernail, very small but very tenacious, and could not be driven away with Ivan's strength.

At this time, Han Ye closed his eyes, and a ray of ghost light flew out of the center of his eyebrows, before the words of the Ice Emperor's persuasion were spoken, the ray of ghost light rushed into Mo San's mind, and the dragon-shaped primordial god who had just entered his mind was wrapped in a ball of flames, and Han Ye immediately felt the feeling of pain into the bone marrow, which was the feeling of heat and pain mixed together, and he couldn't help but roar, maybe this roar made Mo San feel a familiar taste, the flame was not as hot as before, but released a trace of warmth, but the dragon-shaped primordial god was still wrapped in flames.

Han Ye knew that this was Mo San's protection for him, and said, "Third brother, I'm Ah Ye, how can I help you?" ’。

Mo San didn't answer, but the fire eye that wrapped the cold night dragged the cold night to the dantian, and the cold night didn't resist, and after a while, he saw the source of the karmic fire, it was a dazzling red ball of light, the light ball was covered by a burning flame, and the shrunken Mo San inside the red ball of light sat firmly in the center like an old monk, and there was a golden dragon hovering outside the body, it was a real dragon, not a half-hung dragon like the cold night god.

For some reason, the cold night began to envy the golden dragon, and the golden dragon, which was a hundred times more majestic than his own Yuanshen, hovered around Mo San, unspeakably mysterious.

This is Mo San's voice sounding, 'Just protect the Dharma for me, Ah Ye, it's good that you can come back'.

'Whew', after opening his eyes after exhaling a breath of turbidity in the cold night, the flames on Mo San's body were still burning, but there was no more aggressive heat before, the fat man and the others followed the firelight to find them, everyone smiled and nodded, the fat man, the thunderstorm, and the cold night hugged each other tightly, and they didn't say anything, but they all understood their respective greetings.

Han Ye patted the two of them on the shoulder and asked, "What's the matter with the third brother?" Could it be that he really dug up people's ancestral graves and caused karmic fire to burn himself'.

Half Moon wanted to laugh but couldn't, and said with an ugly face, "Maybe it's really related to the grave, Ah Ye, have you ever heard of the Fire Devouring Golden Dragon?" ’。

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