Zhang Yanchong was surprised that it turned out to be a young woman who looked pretty good, but the woman's indifferent face made her less feminine and less attractive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that this less attraction is only the kind for men, and in fact, when a woman walks on stage, no one in the audience is not attracted by this woman, not only because she is the first to go on stage, from a few exclamations around her, Zhang Yanchong knows some of the identity of this woman.

"It's the chief disciple of the master!"

"That's Senior Sister Qingtian? It is said that she has already reached the realm of the late stage of foundation building, and it is said that she will be the first monk in the Dao Sect to advance to the Dan stage again in a hundred years! ”

"Why does Senior Sister Qingtian have to go down the mountain? Didn't she say she was in retreat? ”

Fine? Zhang Yanchong finally realized that a person's name must not be used as a reference to understand a person, and this sunny day is an obvious example.

What is the difference between the late stage of foundation building and the early stage of foundation building? Zhang Yanchong couldn't imagine it, but he knew that the gap must not be small, and the next scene made Zhang Yanchong even more sure of this point of view.

"Is it sunny? I didn't think you would come, hehe, so let's do it, you attack me first, show your full strength, don't worry about me......"

The last sentence of the head was obviously in vain, because when he said "go all out", Qing Tian was not worried at all and shot out dozens of blue streamers from the palm of his hand, and when the word "I" of the head landed, the streamer had already submerged the head of the head, and in the streamer, the yellow figure of the head was gone, and only a sonorous metal impact sound could be heard.

However, no one would worry about the safety of the master, because the powerful aura of the head of the sect has never disappeared there, and no one would be stupid enough to believe that a random blow from a foundation building monk can hurt a monk with a single blow.

Suddenly, all the streamers disappeared, and in an instant, they disappeared without warning, and the yellow figure of the head reappeared in people's eyes, and with a smile that had never changed, he said: "Well, okay, this is your magic weapon, take it back first." ”

Zhang Yanchong saw that the head of the door at this time was holding a finger-long water-blue sharp object between the fingers of both hands, and the shape of this object seemed to be the wall head taken from a spear, Zhang Yanchong knew that this was the true body of the previous few blue lights, but Zhang Yanchong was a little shocked that the head of the house, who usually looked like a good old man, could directly use his fingers to clamp these powerful magic weapons, and it was a relaxed and freehand look, Zhang Yanchong finally felt the power of the monks of the Dan period directly.

Zhang Yanchong suddenly felt that he had an urge to try, not only because he wanted to get the qualification to go down the mountain, but also because of Zhang Yanchong's belligerent genes buried deep in his heart to challenge the strong.

It's just that Zhang Yanchong knows that he must not rush forward so impulsively, because he has to wait until the last one comes to power, because then he can better understand the specific methods of the Yellow Robe Daoist, and the better the chance that he can pass when he comes to power.

Moreover, at this time, Qingtian's assessment was not over, and the head of the house smiled and threw a few blue spear heads back to the opposite side of the Qing Tian, who was a little stunned, and when Qingtian had just taken his magic weapon and was about to say something like thank the head of the house for his mercy, she found that she had no chance to say such things at all.

Because after accompanying his magic weapon, the head of the sect unexpectedly released a huge fire dragon, which swept towards the sunny sky with a fierce momentum.

The power of the fire dragon was overwhelming, as if it was really a Nine Heavens Divine Dragon descending to the mortal, and the terrifying power contained in the fire dragon, even those who were watching from the side, couldn't help but have a sense of Ling Ran, and even those Qi cultivation disciples who cultivated underground had to hurriedly retreat to prevent being affected by the power of this fire dragon.

Zhang Yanchong also had to hold up a shield to protect Lin Fangyan beside him at this time.

The arrival of the fire dragon is indeed a bit abrupt, no matter who does not think that this is a deliberate revenge of the master, revenge for the "don't worry" shot of the previous sunny day.

The abrupt rumble, the vigilance and lax sunny day, the figure of the sunny day is simply a sheep under the fire dragon, and it seems that being swallowed by the fire dragon is the only fate.

But the truth is always more unexpected than the plot of ordinary novels, just when the fire dragon was about to devour Qingtian's figure, Qingtian's figure suddenly disappeared.

Of course, it was not the kind of disappearance that was engulfed by the fire dragon, because after the fire dragon lost its target, it quickly turned into a little spark and disappeared into the air, leaving only the still hot air on the tip of everyone's nose to prove the appearance of this fire dragon.

Of course, Qingtian won't disappear, she just left her original position, and the speed of leaving is relatively fast, and, please imagine the word "compare" more deeply, because the speed of Qingtian's departure is no longer expressible by words, and the speed is no longer within the scope of divine consciousness, and the head of the Dan period did not really see the trajectory when she left.

At this time, Qingtian stood on the edge of the high platform with a pale face, and the indifference in his beautiful eyes was replaced by a sense of horror at this time, and his frightened eyes were looking at the center of the high platform, and he still had a smiling face.

"Hehe, Qingtian nephew, I didn't expect you to learn this kind of self-harming madness, but although the price is a little bigger, it is a good means to save your life."

Qingtian's face became more and more ugly, and anyone could see that she already had a grudge against this master, and this hatred was not unfounded.

The madness she cast before is a kind of domineering spell that uses mana to squeeze the potential of her body, once this spell is cast, the caster will have at least a month of severe pain all over the body, and all the mana is lost, and this kind of spell will not be cast in vain, unless he is really in danger of life, he has to exchange a month of inhuman pain for a life to continue.

What Qingtian didn't expect was that when she faced the dragon, she really felt the killing intent, so she would cast this self-harming spell.

Zhang Yanchong also saw that the situation at this time was definitely not good, and he quickly knew the reason why Qingtian became like this.

It's not that Zhang Yanchong suddenly gained the superpower to read through Qingtian's mind, but the head of the house himself said something.

"Everyone should have seen that the reason why Qingtian has been able to live completely until now is because she has indeed worked hard, don't think that this is because she attacked Poor Dao before, and Poor Dao treated her like this, this is just thinking that Poor Dao wants to assess your real strength, so when you make a move, although you don't have to keep your hands, in the same way, when you receive the attack of Poor Dao, don't take chances, because under Poor Dao, you will not feel sorry for your small body!"