Chapter 135: Greed

Those who know Li Yuanying know that when he really laughs heartily, it is when he is really angry.

"Pus moth, what's the use of the sect worshipping you for so long?" Li Yuanying's laughter stopped abruptly, he suddenly turned around, looked at Liu Qingtian indifferently, and waved his sleeves slightly.

A tremendous coercion suddenly emanated, causing the Jiedan monk to kick back, and the disciples of Zhuji even collapsed directly to the ground!

A blue streamer flew towards Liu Qingtian, whose face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

Liu Qingtian screamed, and under the operation of spiritual power, three black light shields with the thickness of walls hurriedly appeared in front of him, blocking his body, and at the same time, all the spiritual weapons he had accumulated and refined over the years were protected in front of him.

In front of this Supreme Elder, Liu Qingtian couldn't have the slightest courage to resist, he just hoped that through these means, he could save his life.

"Bo Bo" made a few soft sounds, and the blue light passed, and the three black light shields easily shattered and opened, without any resistance.

Then, the blue streamer slammed into the spiritual weapons that protected Liu Qingtian in the center layer by layer, and several loud noises emanated.

The spiritual weapon that protected Liu Qingtian's chest exploded with a bang.

At the point where the two collided, a tangible sound wave diffused out.

Li Yuanying snorted contemptuously, and a blue misty light mask appeared in front of him that seemed to be weak, but easily swallowed up the sound waves.

In the other direction, the sound waves passed through, and the dark clouds disappeared silently!

The blue streamer finally weakened a little bit, and it bombarded Liu Qingtian's body fiercely.

Blood spurted out of Liu Qingtian's mouth like no money, and his breath was even more sluggish to the point of nothingness.

Where the blue streamer bombarded, the armor that flashed with golden light was exposed, and it was obvious that if there was no armor, Liu Qingtian would have fallen directly in Li Yuanying's understatement!

A trace of sorrow appeared in Liu Qingtian's eyes, and as soon as his consciousness moved, a red pill floated towards his mouth.

The black light on the surface of Liu Qingtian's body flashed and disappeared, and his breath suddenly stabilized for a few points, but he was already seriously injured.

Li Yuanying, who was standing not far away, did not stop Liu Qingtian's movements, and said lightly: "I didn't expect you to be wearing the best armor, since you blocked the old man's blow, the old man is too lazy to make a move, let the sect law enforcement department punish itself." ”

After Liu Qingtian heard this, a look of joy appeared on his face, his little life was saved.

He Xiaoshi, who was in the distance, looked at all this, and his heart was shocked, and he had a clearer understanding of the strength of Yuanying's great power.

Such a casual blow is enough to kill the elixir, these primordial infants are powerful, and with all their strength, I am afraid that they have the magical power of moving mountains and reclamation.

After Li Yuanying sent a blow, his hands were behind his back, and he didn't see how he moved, and his figure appeared in front of Mo Xiaoyao and the other Jiedan monk, and he said a few words to the two Jiedan monks with a serious face.

Mo Xiaoyao and the others listened respectfully and nodded constantly.

After finishing the order, Li Yuanying's eyes turned around on the other disciples, and said lightly: "When the sect encounters that thing, it is considered bad luck, you don't have to be sad, once you win the quota for the sect, the benefits will naturally be indispensable, and the old man will also be rewarded."

This faint voice, which seemed to contain some kind of magical power, reached the ears of the genius disciples, and the faces of these disciples suddenly appeared belligerent, and at the same time, they all shouted respectfully: "Yes, Elder Taishang!"

Li Yuanying nodded slightly, glanced at He Xiaoshi inadvertently, and with a wave of his sleeves again, a dark blue flying boat much smaller than the black giant boat appeared on the side of the almost transparent giant boat.

Li Yuanying's eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as he closed his hands without saying a word, all the disciples felt a strong surge that they could not resist, leading them to the blue flying boat.

After everyone left, the almost transparent giant boat sank slightly, and then disappeared into a white light as if it had a spirit.

Seeing this, Li Yuanying stood in the air without any movement, but his eyes flashed with a complicated look of envy and jealousy, and then he told the two Jiedan monks a few words again, and then held Liu Qingtian with a miserable face in his hand, and turned into a blue light and flew in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

After Li Yuanying disappeared from the end of his sight, everyone looked at the two Jiedan monks with a sigh of relief, waiting for the instructions of the Jiedan monks.

The middle-aged man with a flat nose whose face looked like Li Yuanying seemed to like such a scene very much, his eyes flashed with excitement, but his face was extremely serious and said a lot of words to the disciples, the content was nothing more than asking the disciples to cultivate their bodies and minds and prepare for the big competition in the near future.

This person talked for half a pillar of incense for a long time, and did not stop until a look of impatience appeared on the face of a disciple.

Mo Xiaoyao, who was standing next to him, saw a faint sneer on his face, and said with a smile: "The old man has nothing to say, you just have to do your own thing."

Then, Mo Xiaoyao turned his gaze to He Xiaoshi, who was standing inconspicuously in the crowd, and said with a smile: "You come here with me." ”

When He Xiaoshi heard this, although he was reluctant in his heart, he walked over calmly on his face.

After the rest of the people saw it, they thought of the rumors that Mo Xiaoyao had a "special hobby" a few days ago, and they couldn't help but look at each other, and some even had some kind of unfathomable expression on their faces.

He Xiaoshi looked like he didn't realize it, and walked in front of Mo Xiaoyao in three or two steps.

Mo Xiaoyao coughed lightly, his spiritual power turned slightly, and a large area of black gas suddenly appeared around the two, and in an instant, these black gases surrounded the two of them tightly.

The man with the collapsed nose in the Yudan realm, as if he hadn't seen this, shook his body and appeared at the bow of the boat, his eyes looking ahead, his eyes flashing slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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He Xiaoshi glanced at the sticky black gas around him, and knew that Mo Xiaoyao had temporarily isolated the space to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping, so he didn't say anything, and his figure became a little respectful and stood in place.

Mo Xiaoyao took a deep look at He Xiaoshi with cloudy eyes, and the old man's voice sounded without any emotion: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that your cultivation has improved again, it seems that the innate divine beast is really innate and short-lived, and there is a hidden sword intent in your body, is it because you have cultivated some kind of sword cultivation supernatural power?"

He Xiaoshi's heart moved, and he replied in his mouth: "Senior Mingjian, this is indeed the case, it is a technique passed down by the Supreme Elder. ”

Mo Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, and he nodded: "Sure enough, but the sword cultivation inheritance possessed by this Supreme Elder, I heard that not anyone can practice, so you should be careful." ”

He Xiaoshi nodded with gratitude on his face, but he had some doubts in his heart, the other party would never speak in such a posture before, could it be that he was warned by the Supreme Elder, or did he have something to ask for himself?

Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Xiaoyao's fox tail was revealed: "The old man is waiting for the mission of escorting you this time, but there is blood, do you know the purpose of the old man's coming here?"

He Xiaoshi was silent.

A strange smile appeared on Mo Xiaoyao's face, and he said to himself: "The refining of the old man's Blood Infant Pill has reached the most critical moment, due to some kind of abnormal change in the earth fire, the blood you gave the old man is no longer enough, so the old man took the initiative to escort you and other tasks this time, mainly because you need your blood to warm the Blood Infant Pill, those Blood Infant Pills that have not yet been formed, the old man has brought them with him." ”

Speaking of this, Mo Xiaoyao stretched out his right hand, and the big black bowl appeared in his hand, and the meaning was extremely obvious.

A touch of anger appeared on He Xiaoshi's face, before he set off, he had already put enough blood for this person, but he didn't expect that in just two days, this person would be greedy to find himself again.

He Xiaoshi didn't speak, and he didn't stretch out his wrist as before.

"Do you think that if your wings are stiffer, you can ignore the agreement between you and me?" Mo smiled sympathetically, a wisp of black light appeared on the tip of his index finger, and then gently hooked it.

He Xiaoshi only felt that his heart was being slammed, and the blood suddenly rushed straight to his voice and brain, and the severe pain made him bend down.

A wisp of golden blood, oozing from the corner of her lip.

Mo Xiaoyao retracted his fingers and sneered: "Don't forget, the old man has placed a ban in your body." ”

He Xiaoshi was silent, his divine sense looked inward, and found that the countless black lines wrapped around his heart were flashing with uncertain black light.

A moment later, He Xiaoshi's expressionless face deepened his wrist.

Mo Xiaoyao said lightly: "That's right, if you cooperate with the old man, life will be much better, don't forget that you can have today's achievements, but the old man's credit." ”

After finishing speaking, Mo Xiaoyao stretched out his two fingers and swiped lightly on He Xiaoshi's wrist, and a small crack suddenly appeared, and pale golden blood flowed out.

"Tick Tick ......"

Pale golden blood fell into the big black bowl, and strands of golden chains of order were wrapped around the pale golden blood, exuding some kind of immortal divinity.

Mo Xiaoyao looked at the slowly increasing amount of blood, and his eyes exuded a fiery color that he disdained to hide.

After the tea, the big bowl was finally filled with He Xiaoshi's blood.

Mo Xiaoyao said with a satisfied look on his face: "It's okay." ”

When He Xiaoshi heard this, under the operation of spiritual power, the wound disappeared, but his face was slightly pale.

"This is the Blood Returning Pill, which is enough to make up for your loss of blood qi", Mo Xiaoyao flicked his fingers, and a red pill shot towards He Xiaoshi.

He Xiaoshi unceremoniously put away the pill.

At this time, a gentle expression appeared on Mo Xiaoyao's old face, and his voice became as warm as a spring breeze: "The old man's move is also a last resort, I hope you can understand, if you have any questions about your cultivation today, you can ask the old man." ”

This Mo Yao's temperament can be said to be faster than turning a book.

He Xiaoshi was silent.