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The birdsong in the early morning echoed with vitality, and in the place where the old monk who robbed the forest sat cross-legged, the flowers on the other side withered beautifully, turning into birds that had been bright all the time and flew to the sky.

The old monk's brilliance passed, and the brilliance that burned before seemed to have never appeared, and what it had experienced just now seemed to be the illusion of the dragon's sun.

Immediately, Long Jiaoyang knew that the qiē he had just experienced was not an illusion, there was an irrepressible pain on his body, his entire body was deformed, and the power of the Qi Sea Dantian and the Eight Veins of the Qi Jing was dissipating.

The heavy blow suffered in the Thousand Buddha Temple in Dizhou was forming, and Long Jiaoyang spurted out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his body sat on the ground in a dejected manner.

Chu Ling'er flew from not far away, leaning one hand against Long Jiaoyang's vest, urging pure spiritual power to heal Long Jiaoyang's injuries. Her eyebrows were raised, and she said angrily, "Brother Jiaoyang, is it the corpse of this old monk that hurts you like this?"

A sword aura flashed in Chu Ling'er's eyes, and it slashed directly at the old monk's corpse, and the old monk's corpse was once again cut into several pieces, but it seemed to be immortal and began to condense again.

"Ling'er...... Don't waste your strength, this old monk sits in the past, unless you go back to the years when he existed, you can really kill this corpse......"

Long Jiaoyang's voice was weakly stopped, the seedlings of immortal fire in his heart were extinguished, and a sense of prostration spread throughout Long Jiaoyang's body, making Long Jiaoyang like a cartilaginous animal without bones collapsed on the ground.

Chu Ling'er's bright big eyes had a look of panic, and they reflected Long Jiaoyang's gray-haired appearance.

The seedlings of the immortal fire were extinguished to the extreme, and Long Jiaoyang was already dying, turning into an old man in his seventies and eighties.

"Brother Jiaoyang...... What the hell is wrong with you? Don't scare me. ”

Chu Ling'er was anxious to cry, and Long Jiaoyang became like this, which overwhelmed her.

"Ahem...... It's okay...... Brother Jiaoyang can't die......"

Long Jiaoyang coughed loudly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and the bones in his entire chest were about to shatter, he had already sensed his bad situation, he immediately took out the Ninth Immortal Bamboo from the Qiankun Immortal Realm, and dropped a drop of immortal water on his body.

The ninth immortal bamboo is against the sky, restoring the old face of the dragon and the internal organs in the body. However, a mysterious Dao pattern was preventing the power of the Ninth Immortal Bamboo from continuing Long Jiaoyang's lifespan, and Long Jiaoyang's long black hair was snow-white, and it could not be restored to the same as before.

Long Jiaoyang thought in his heart, he was already an early stage cultivator of the emperor-level realm, and he could sense his longevity. The Ninth Immortal Bamboo couldn't renew Long Jiaoyang's life, and he felt that he could only live for another five years.

Five years later, when Long Jiaoyang was thirty-nine years old, the nine-character Tai Sui Tribulation would come.

"Brother Jiaoyang, why do I feel that your longevity is very weak?"

Chu Ling'er was very sensitive to the problems in Long Jiaoyang's body.

"I'm too badly injured and it will take some time to recover. Long Jiaoyang comforted Chu Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, her little face was slightly red, and she pointed to Long Jiaoyang's white hair and said, "Brother Jiaoyang, why don't you restore your hair to black?"

"Ling'er is a white-haired beauty, so I naturally want to be a white-haired Langjun. Long Jiaoyang chuckled and said Chu Ling'er blushed, Long Jiaoyang was stunned, and when he wanted to hug Chu Ling'er's thin waist, the mutilated immortal sword reversed and turned back at this moment and entered Long Jiaoyang's body.

Long Jiaoyang couldn't help but think of the last scene in the Thousand Buddha Temple in Dizhou, Tianzhu Zhuoma stabbed him with a dagger, and the immortal sword finally slashed at Tianzhu Zhuoma. He finally spoke out to stop him, did he save Tianzhu Zhuoma?

With endless doubts, Long Jiaoyang looked at the old monk who was sitting quietly.

A Buddha voice sounded in Long Jiaoyang's ears, "The flowers bloom on the other side, life is immortal, the Buddha Gate is in the sky, and it is also illusory and ......real."

Long Jiaoyang was bitter and speechless, he really didn't understand the words of Buddhism and Zen machines.

Chu Ling'er and Long Jiaoyang did not continue to stay at the old monk's corpse, this place was too weird, and from time to time there would be flowers blooming on the other side. Long Jiaoyang's current injuries are serious, and he needs to find a place to heal.

Before Long Jiaoyang crossed his knees to heal his injuries, he released Xiao Linglong.

Xiao Linglong was very ashamed when she faced Chu Ling'er's inquiry, after she left the area of the robbing forest, she couldn't show it, she couldn't help Long Jiaoyang at all, and she didn't know what Long Jiaoyang had experienced.

"Sister Ling'er, you don't have to worry, Long Jiaoyang's life will definitely be very long. Xiao Linglong saw Chu Ling'er's brows tightened, and comforted, "Why?"

"Because he's bad enough. Xiao Linglong said directly to the thunderbolt......

The immortal robbery trees in the forest are blooming and bombarding Xiao Linglong's side.

Xiao Linglong's frightened little face turned pale, and she squatted on Chu Ling'er's shoulder tremblingly, grabbed Chu Ling'er's hair tightly, looked at the sky with her eyes cautiously and said, "Sister Ling'er, my words are not against my will, how can they cause thunder?"

Thundered......

Several more thunderbolts slashed over, and one was only a fist away from Xiao Linglong.

Xiao Linglong was stunned, she hurriedly said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't add oil and vinegar." Although Long Jiaoyang is not a good person, he is not too bad. ”

Anyway, Xiao Linglong looked around nervously, for fear that the thunder tribulation would come again.

"Hehe, Xiao Linglong, how could the Immortal Tribulation Tree target you? Chu Ling'er turned her head and smiled at Xiao Linglong on her shoulder, Xiao Linglong was stunned for a moment, looked at Long Jiaoyang, who was cultivating cross-legged and entering a state of selflessness, and said suspiciously, "Sister Ling'er, you didn't lie to me, did you?

"Because I'm Thor. ”

Long Jiaoyang said very solemnly, Xiao Linglong was instantly angry, it stood up, crossed its waist and said, "Dragon sacrifice, what do you mean by this? I accompanied you to birth and death, but you scared me like this?"

"Talking bad about me behind my back, how dare you be so arrogant?" Long Jiaoyang said that Xiao Linglong still wanted to speak, but Chu Ling'er stopped Xiao Linglong, shook her head and said, "Brother Jiaoyang needs to heal with peace of mind, don't bother him anymore." ”

Xiao Linglong pouted depressedly, "Sister Ling'er, you also bullied me." ”

Chu Ling'er was about to appease Xiao Linglong, when suddenly several people with lightning came down.

Chu Ling'er and Xiao Linglong were all vigilant in horror, these people approached, the two of them didn't even notice it at all, if the other party attacked, the two of them would definitely be caught off guard.

"Who are you?"

Among the six people who were covered in lightning, a middle-aged man with silver armor and a silver spear in his body stared at Chu Ling'er and Xiao Linglong calmly, and said, "Yan Wu, what you are asking about is not at a certain level, these people must be cultivators of the Immortal Demon Realm, and they invaded for the Thunder Pattern Immortal Stone." Another strong man who was tall and strong, holding a giant axe, said indifferently, "Anyone who covets my clan's Thunder Pattern Immortal Stone deserves to die!"

Among the six people, the thinnest dwarf man, holding two sharp daggers, stared at Long Jiaoyang, who was cross-legged and healing, and said bloodthirsty, "There is a misunderstanding here, we are not here for any thunder pattern immortal stone, we are here to find a ...... Find a sword. Xiao Linglong hurriedly explained, almost said the wrong thing, and said the killing sword of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

"Looking for a sword?" the dwarf man's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't smile, "If you are a three-year-old child, will you believe such a reason for holding back?"

"Are you from the Lightning Thunder Clan?" Xiao Linglong saw that the eyes of these people were becoming more and more unkind, she asked urgently, as soon as Xiao Linglong's words came out, a look of disdain immediately rose on the faces of Yan Wu and the others.

"Lightning ThunderClan, a group of thin-blooded sluts who have been expelled from the forest of robbery, also dare to claim to be a clan, and when the time comes, we can go out from here, and the first one is to destroy this indiscriminate lightning thunderclan. You remember for me, we are the Lightning Immortal Clan, not the so-called Lightning Thunder Clan. The strong man with the giant axe said contemptuously: "Yan Zhan, what nonsense are you talking about with these invading people? ”

The dwarf man jumped up, and with the immortal lightning directly attacked Long Jiaoyang, who was healing and recovering, and Yan Zhan, who was holding a huge axe, thundered over with an axe and slashed towards Chu Ling'er.

As soon as Chu Ling'er's sword intent came out, she slashed at the dwarf man with a sword, and duel with a huge axe with a sword.

Chu Ling'er has already turned into an immortal, and the sword qi contains immortal patterns, this blow should have been like a bamboo, severely hitting the dwarf man and the man holding a huge axe, who knew that the bodies of the two of them directly absorbed the immortal patterns cut out by Chu Ling'er like a sponge.

Chu Ling'er's ruined sword momentum only left sword moves, and there was no power at all.

"Hehe, I just said that we are a lightning immortal clan, and there is true immortal blood flowing in our bodies, how can it be effective if you attack us with immortal patterns?" The breath on the axe slashed by the strong man holding the giant axe directly cut Chu Ling'er's armor and injured her body.

Cherry red blood flowed down Chu Ling'er's shoulder.

Xiao Linglong urged the sacrificial technique, and was directly suppressed by the strong man holding the giant axe with one hand, this strong man looked down on Xiao Linglong and said, "A void god dares to be strong in front of the deity?"

"Brother Jiaoyang, be careful......"

Chu Ling'er desperately wanted to break through the strong man's giant axe suppression, but her moves were ineffective against the strong man, so she could only shout anxiously. Because the dwarf man's cold dagger had already stabbed Long Jiaoyang in the chest.

"I don't like to be captured, if I dare to invade the realm of the Lightning Immortal Clan, I must be prepared to die. ”

The dwarf man whispered in a very small voice, his eyes bloodthirsty, and the cold dagger had pierced Long Jiaoyang's clothes.

At the last moment, Long Jiaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hands and grabbed the dwarf man's hands, and the immortal slashing technique exploded, slashing through the dwarf man's hands and slashing at his whole body.

Cracking sound!

A sound of bones popping sounded, the dwarf man's bloodthirsty eyes bulged out, and blood flowed out of his eyes, he couldn't scream if he wanted to, Long Jiaoyang suppressed him with the Dao Domain of Righteous and Demon Dual Cultivation.

"Like you, I don't like to be taken prisoner. Long Jiaoyang stared at the dwarf man and said indifferently