Chapter 142: A Shadow Fan's Heart
Pang Yong opened his mouth to ask, and suddenly saw that Guo Longzhen's face was the same, his face was calm, thinking of the strength that the other party showed when he killed the Heavenly Ghost Real Man, he should not mess around, so he forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and listened to the conversation between the two. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"When I was in Taiyuan City, I heard some rumors from a friend of Lanruo Temple, I didn't expect to meet Yan Daxia here, if Yan Daxia can join forces with me, I will definitely be able to eliminate harm for the people and kill this demon!" Guo Longzhen answered the other party's question just now, smiled, and invited Yan Chixia to act together.
"Do you know that the Tree Demon King has already cultivated into a primordial god, and is about to advance to the second realm of the three realms of refining gods, the realm of heaven and man! The strength is unfathomable, with your current strength, finding the door is purely to send you to death, even if I promise to help you, I am not completely sure, Guo Gongzi, I advise you to leave early, don't do stupid things like hitting stones with eggs!"
Yan Chixia put away her expression, seeing that Guo Longzhen didn't listen to his advice, she couldn't help but have a slightly cold face, and gave a warning, lifted the wine gourd and took a sip, walked to the main hall in the back, and got out of the way, he had already said what he should say, and there was no way for these people to stay in Lanruo Temple and not leave him. He's not a virgin, and he's willing to worry about a few strangers they've just met.
Guo Longzhen didn't care about Yan Chixia's attitude, he knew the other party's character, if he and Ning Caichen were in danger, this powerful hot hand judge would not stand idly by.
"I'm about to advance to the realm of heaven and man! The strength of this tree demon is even stronger than I imagined!" When Yan Chixia entered the side hall of the dilapidated Buddhist temple, Guo Longzhen's face was brushed down, thinking in his heart, he greeted Pang Yong, and found a dilapidated house with less serious air leakage.
Before refining the god realm, there was a clear difference between martial artists, warlocks, and Taoist priests or other cultivators, but as the cultivation deepened, no matter what kind of cultivation direction they had, they could not escape the scope of the body and soul, and they would all end up in the same way! In the end, they could touch the essence of life, and through cultivation, they would continue to transcend. Eventually attaining eternal life.
After reaching the realm of refining gods, all cultivators must begin to cultivate their spirit and soul, transform their soul essence, and the martial artists cultivate the martial arts primordial gods, constantly nourish and grow, and when they break through various calamities, integrate the primordial gods into their own bodies, comprehend the laws of space, use the physical body as the universe, and open up their own small world.
The martial arts masters who can open up a small world have all reached the legendary realm of refining the void, and they are great supernatural powers, who can use the power of the small world in their bodies to burst out with unimaginable destructive power.
Yan Chixia's Liaozhai world does not have such a powerful master, the top demon Black Mountain Old Demon, it is said that he is also trapped in the peak of the Divine Soul Realm in the Three Realms of God Refining and cannot break through.
The cultivation of the tree demon grandma is close to the realm of heaven and man, second only to the old demon of Black Mountain, without Yan Chixia's help, Guo Longzhen is not the opponent of this demon at all.
"The three realms of refining gods, phantom gods, celestial beings, and divine souls! The difference in strength between the three realms is too big, fortunately, the tree demon is at the peak of the illusionary god realm, and there is still a gap between the heavenly and human realms, if this monster breaks through the realm, even if Yan Chixia, Xiahou swordsman and I join forces, there is no chance of winning!"
After Guo Longzhen entered the side hall, he didn't pay attention to Pang Yong's expression, frowned, and kept thinking in his heart.
In the side hall, after knowing the purpose of coming to Lanruo Temple this time, Pang Yong's face changed several times, he knew his ability, and he would definitely be unable to escape death against the mysterious Tree Demon King, he didn't say anything in the end, sighed secretly, and thought in his heart: "Guo Gongzi saved my life, it's a big deal to return my life to him!"
Suddenly, a sound of clothes flying faintly came outside, Guo Longzhen and Pang Yong were both masters of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and they were very sensitive to breath, and the direction from which the voice came, there was a familiar fierce sword intent hidden in it.
"It's Xiahoulin!"
Pang Yong said in a low voice, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, he thought that Xiahou Lin had listened to Yan Chixia's kind persuasion and was ready to rush back to Guobei County overnight. Including Yan Chixia, who was in the other side hall, also thought the same way.
Guo Longzhen came back to his senses, his face changed, if there was no mistake in the plot in his memory, Xiahou Lin was confused by Nie Xiaoqian's beauty, and he was about to die at the hands of the tree demon.
"To deal with the old demon of Montenegro whose strength is several times stronger than in memory, you must win over the masters of the Liaozhai world, and gather everyone to have a chance of winning! Xiahou Lin can't die!"
Guo Longzhen made up his mind in an instant, jumped into a leap, and the avatar electric light jumped out of the window, chasing in the direction where Xiahou Lin disappeared.
"Guo Gongzi, where are you going?" Pang Yong couldn't help but shout, a little confused, I didn't know what he wanted to do when he suddenly used his body to rush out, paused, and stepped out of the room with a knife, following behind.
Under the moonlight, wearing a white veil, quiet and beautiful, like water, her eyes are like crying and complaining, it seems to hide the long past, Nie Xiaoqian is like an elf on a moonlit night, like a dream, people can't help but immerse themselves in her eyes.
Beauty is like water, and the steel will also turn into a finger twist, at this time, Xiahou Lin did not see the previous fierce momentum, his eyes were obsessed, and soon after seeing Nie Xiaoqian, his mind was shrouded in a faint mist, and he unconsciously followed forward, wanting to take this Qianying into his arms.
As a martial arts powerhouse at the peak of Qi training, Xiahou Lin has a firm will, and when he fights, he will not blink even if he is hit hard, and after his mind is blinded, he subconsciously feels that something is wrong, and his fierce sword intent is ready to be released, wanting to break the illusion in front of him.
But at this time, his eyes met Nie Xiaoqian's resentful gaze, and from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to hurt the beautiful woman in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, Xiahou Lin followed the other party out of the scope of the main hall of Lanruo Temple, and was about to enter the back mountain forest.
Nie Xiaoqian's wrist, there is a string of delicate copper bells, the copper bells make a pleasant sound, a faint sound wave in the air, a light breeze blows, blowing the dark mountains and forests, a black shadow got the signal to shuttle in the mountains and forests, and can't wait to rush towards the direction where Xiahou Lin is.
Nie Xiaoqian stopped suddenly, slim, standing on the edge of the woods, unable to see her expression clearly, a blood-red long tongue suddenly pierced out of the mountain forest, and swept in with a smoky bloody aura.
The long tongue is like a poisonous python out of a hole, which contains infinite strength, as long as it is rolled by the tongue, no matter how the warrior struggles, he can't escape, at this moment, Xiahou Lin instinctively sensed great danger, and his sword intent was full of strength, and he woke up from the foggy state in an instant.
"Not good!" Xia Houlin exclaimed, pressed his right hand to his waist, his face suddenly turned pale, he was so confused just now that he even forgot to bring a long sword, as a swordsman, he had no sword in his hand, and his strength was instantly reduced by three percent. (To be continued.) )