Chapter Seventy-Three: Means

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of Su Heng's mouth, "Scattered Immortals are worthy of being Scattered Immortals, and the extraordinary ability to attract the qi of heaven and earth is enough to make the monks of their lower realm unreachable. ”

With a curl of his fingers, the magnetic force swirled around his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, an inexplicable aura spread out, enveloping his whole body.

In an instant, the sense of crisis in my heart that the emperor was about to fall and the future was about to be overturned disappeared.

Mobilizing the Qi of Heaven and Earth to exert pressure on the enemy, this is a unique ability of the Scattered Immortals and above realms, otherwise you will not be able to have this kind of ability, even if Su Heng is the prototype of the Innate Yuan Magnetic True Body!

At this moment, Meng Jie was trying to restrain Su Heng with this.

Realizing that his obscure methods were useless to the young man in front of him, Meng Jie was shocked and became more and more vigilant. A veteran master like him, who has lived for decades, is well versed in the truth of "lion fighting rabbit", and naturally will not take it lightly.

The mana was vast, filling a large space, and a dull and oppressive aura swept across the ten directions like a tide, and everywhere it passed, countless demon beasts bowed down.

The coercion of scattered immortals can be seen.

The two chased and fled, and gradually, the terrain in front of them began to undulate. Looking at the familiar terrain in front of him, Su Heng's eyes kept flickering, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes, this was the first time he had fought alone with the Scattered Immortals!

"What a place of water. The tip of his nose fluttered slightly, feeling the increasingly rich aura of water and clouds around him, Meng Jie couldn't help but sigh, this kind of spiritual vein is simply heaven for water creatures.

"Boy, I want to see how you escape my palm today. Meng Jie said coldly: "At a young age, he is so ruthless, he will definitely be a big devil in the future, and the old man will do the right thing for the sky today!"

"Old ghost, you're shameless. Su Heng snorted, and without bothering with the other party, he waved his hand and slapped the leyline below.

A big hand of spiritual power condensed out of thin air, like the hand of God, descended from the sky and suddenly imprinted towards the mountains and rivers below.

Thundered!

The rocks were shocked, and before the big hand fell, it caused the mountains and rivers to tremble. At the same time, under Meng Jie's shocked gaze, Su Heng's figure suddenly became ethereal and illusory, and scattered as soon as he puffed up, turning into a puff of white light smoke and merging into the hands of the spiritual power.

"Little thief, where to escape!" Meng Jie didn't think about it, pinched the seal and pinched the trick, and blasted out with a punch, smashing it into the spiritual power big hand.

At this moment, a violent and angry roar suddenly sounded in the valley surrounded by water clouds, and the water vapor was agitated, and the momentum was even higher than the two.

"Dare!" The strong sound wave rushed up into the sky, shaking Meng Jie for a while. Then, he saw the sound wave easily tear through the big hand formed by Canglan's palm, and then rushed towards him.

Meng Jie's heart suddenly, at the moment when the spiritual power hand was torn, he didn't even see any trace of Su Heng.

With a sharp turn of thought, Meng Jie faintly felt that something was wrong, so he decisively closed his fist and turned around to leave.

"Humans, come as you want, go as you want, when there is no strong man in Zegu?!" A magma-like column of fiery red water rose into the sky, blocking Meng Jie's way, and the blazing tongue of fire erupted, not only was it not exclusive, but it could be perfectly blended, which was very strange.

"Not good!" Meng Jie's heart jumped suddenly, "It's a plan to kill people with a knife! Good boy, such a deep city!"

Meng Jie's face was ugly, and with a wave of his big hand, with the blessing of mana, the soft sleeves of his robe were suddenly as solid as steel, and all the attacks were hard to follow.

"It turned out to be a scattered immortal, no wonder he was so arrogant. A lazy voice came from the magma, "But even if you are a beginner-level scattered immortal, when you get here, you have to bow your head to this seat." ”

"Daoyou misunderstood, Fang Cai's palm was not done by the old man, the old man only strayed into the precious treasure land to chase and kill a demon, and he didn't deliberately offend and provoke. The magma breath was strong, and Meng Jie, who had experienced a hundred battles, quickly judged that the cultivation of this demon was higher than his own, and he was patient and kind to explain at the moment.

"Oh, as you say...... Huh?!" The magma slowly squirmed, suddenly trembling violently, and then the combination manifested into a sphin-tailed demon beast, "It's you!"

The red melting beast is more than ten zhang high, the four thighs are like the giant pillars of the sky, standing imposingly, there is a domineering momentum that does not move like a mountain, stepping on the nine days, and the head raised high shows the wind of the beast king, and subdues the demons.

And at this moment, its majestic face suddenly became hideous, and the gaze that looked at Meng Jie was extremely fierce, as if it was going to pounce on it and eat his flesh raw in the next moment.

Meng Jie's eyelids jumped violently, a strong sense of crisis enveloped his heart, and he suddenly tilted his head.

Call!

An explosion sounded in his ears, and a furry beast claw whistled past his face, and if he hadn't dodged it in time, half of his face might not have been saved.

"What are you doing?!" Meng Jie was furious, "The old man doesn't want to make a big move, so it's good to persuade him, don't think that the old man is afraid of you!"

The scarlet tongue of the Red Melting Beast licked its lips, and its bloodthirsty color overflowed, and he sneered: "What's the matter?

"Golden Crow Fire Essence?" Meng Jie frowned, and he heard it in a fog, "I don't know what you're talking about, the old man has never seen your Golden Crow Fire Essence, so how can you talk about stealing it?"

"Hypocritical human being, this seat has guarded the Golden Crow Fire Spirit for nearly ten years, can you still not recognize its breath?" the Red Melting Beast sneered, and the giant claw raised again, "That's it, this seat won't talk nonsense with you, when you are killed, this seat will naturally take the Golden Crow Fire Spirit back!"

After that, without waiting for Meng Jie to explain, the Red Melting Beast pounced on it, and the powerful power of the fire spirit gushed out, like a fish in water in the environment of the water spirit qi, and fell towards Meng Jie.

The so-called extremes of things must be opposed, and it is here that the water spirit qi reaches its peak, and fire spirit creatures like the Red Melting Beast will be born.

Generally speaking, this kind of natural creature that was nurtured by heaven is favored by the heavens, and its natural strength is superior to that of ordinary creatures. The gap between the same natural beings is also affected by the spiritual veins of the birthplace, and the stronger the living beings bred by the larger spiritual veins. In the history of millions of years, the most typical examples are the Eastern Green Dragon, the Western White Tiger, the Southern Vermilion Bird, the Northern Xuanwu, and the Central Qilin.

Although the Red Melting Beast was strong, it was far from being comparable to the Five Great Divine Beasts. Because, what gave birth to the five divine beasts were the five mountains on the five continents!

Wuyue Sacred Mountain, which is almost out of the shrouded forbidden land, is extremely mysterious and cannot be peeped into.

Of course, although the Red Fusion Beast was not comparable to the Five Great Divine Beasts, to Meng Jie, it was the enemy of life and death.

"It's too much of a deception!" Meng Jie was furious, and the rolling mana rushed out, confronting the Red Melting Beast.

With his cultivation at the beginning of the Scattered Immortals, he may not be the opponent of the mid-level strength of the Red Fusion Beast, but it is not a simple matter for the other party to clean him up. At this level, who doesn't have a few means to save his life, if the Red Melting Beast kills him, he can also make it pay a terrible price!

While facing the enemy, Meng Jie's mind turned sharply, and he didn't understand why the Red Melting Beast would insist that he had stolen some Golden Crow Fire Essence?

The battle of scattered immortals is extraordinary, and the aftermath of the battle stirs up a little bit, which is enough to cause the mountains and rivers to reverberate.

In the shadow of Zegu, Su Heng revealed his figure, looked up at the battle in the sky, and whispered: "Old ghost, I can't think of it, I will pour a few drops of the juice of the Golden Crow Fire Essence on you." Now, let this big guy have some fun with you. ”

With a chuckle, Su Heng cast a shadowless escape, turned into a wisp of ethereal clouds, sneaked out of Zegu, and headed towards the purple bamboo forest.

He didn't expect the Red Melting Beast to kill Meng Jie, as long as the big demon could entangle him and give him time to rush back. Su Heng believed that if he went back and Meng Jie was gone, anyone would think that Meng Jie had met with an accident, and then anyone who wanted to compete with him for the last place would have to weigh it carefully.

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Purple Bamboo Forest, on the seven sharp corners of the mysterious pattern, the seven major forces and the man in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged and occupied the seven teleportation positions, silently domineering.

At this time, the monks of Haiyuan Pavilion were restless, and Meng Jie was just chasing and killing a junior, but he had not returned yet, which made them more and more uneasy.

Suddenly, the breeze in the bamboo forest was blowing, and the five scattered immortals and the man in Tsing Yi opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at a bamboo tip a hundred zhang away in surprise.

There, the young man in white stood young and young, with his long hair lightly raised, like a smiling god and Buddha holding flowers, gentle and elegant, not stained with dust.