"No, who doesn't know that when Chen Daoyou and Fairy Li faced each other, they fought for three days and three nights. With such a huge consumption, Chen Daoyou actually won. Fairy Li's softness is notoriously difficult, and this newcomer is only afraid that he will suffer a big loss!"

The monks beside him gloated, and the monks who had taken Yan into the air turned blue. This Yan volley is too light for the enemy, and he didn't inquire about Chen Jiefei's affairs clearly before he went on the field, which is a big loss.

Yan Lingkong looked at Chen Xie Fei with cold eyes, he was just a little arrogant and not stupid, how could he not understand the enemy's situation clearly before going on the field. The reason why he did this naturally has his reasons. Just when Chen Jiefei gradually became familiar with the attack routine of the iron armored corpse and dealt with it more and more easily, Yan Lingkong's eyes flashed and he took out a small black flag.

"A Thousand Ghost Flags!" Su Qingyan's eyes flashed, and he secretly sighed in his heart, he thought that among the cultivators of the same level, his divine sense was already extremely powerful, but he didn't expect that it was still a few points worse than Yan Lingkong. The Iron Armor Corpse Array, looking at it, knows that it consumes great divine sense, and this Yan Ling Kong actually has time to use other magic weapons, or a thousand ghost flags that also consume divine sense.

With a wave of his hand, the Thousand Ghost Banners floated into the air and turned into a black cloud. Chen Jiefei's pupils shrank, and he was faintly excited in his heart, and he roared, his fighting intent was even stronger, and the Tianluntong Treasure Stick under his hand was even more majestic. Yan let out a low cry in the air, and ten souls flew out of the black clouds.

Su Qingyan was suddenly startled, her fists clenched unconsciously, those ten souls, if she was not mistaken, half of them were actually monks in the Yin Corpse Sect. Although she had only glanced at the monks that day, the monks had a very strong memory, and it was this glance that had already made her remember who they were. What did this Yan Lingkong do, he would actually refine the fellow monk into the Thousand Ghost Banners.

"He!" Yan Ling shouted in the air, and the ten Yin Spirits screamed, rushing into the iron-armored corpse, merging with the iron-armored corpse. The ironclad corpse made a move, and there was a sudden brilliance in his empty eyes, but this brilliance was fierce.

Chen Jiefei's pupils shrank, and the iron-armored corpse monster screamed, and rushed over with a "boom" under his feet. At this time, the iron-armored corpse was no longer simply punching and palming, but the hands and legs and the claws containing the poison were closely coordinated, and the attack was suddenly doubled, and Chen Xie Fei was immediately a little caught off guard.

Su Qingyan's eyes were full of brilliance, and he kept comparing himself in the position of the two of them, how would he deal with this situation if he was in this situation, he might be as comfortable as the two of them.

"Sure enough, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if the Yin Corpse Sect has been destroyed, Yan Lingkong's worth is not comparable to that of ordinary monks. Where can these ten Yin corpses ordinary monks get together, and the silver bells are really extraordinary, not to mention the three ghosts of Buddha poison that have not yet been used. If you face him, in the absence of a natal magic weapon, you are only afraid of losing more and winning less. I don't know what Yan Lingkong's natal magic weapon is, if his natal magic weapon is refined, against him, the victory or defeat should be between five and five. ”

Su Qingyan quickly made a comparison between himself and Yan Lingkong, as for Chen Jiefei, Su Qingyan always felt a little incomprehensible. The strength is very strong, this is Su Qingyan's only evaluation.

"If it's against him, if there is a natal magic weapon, it's also a number of five or five, or if you already understand his moves. But if you really face him, you can use the method of dragging, and you don't know that you are drunk and forgetful, and in three days, he will definitely die. ”

After the time of the half-pillar incense passed, Su Qingyan had already discovered the difference between Chen Jiefei and Jiang Yansha. Jiang Madsha's exercises focus on explosiveness, while Chen Jiefei's exercises focus more on control. With powerful control, it skillfully compensates for the weaknesses that the body refining cultivators need to solve quickly.

This is an advantage, but Chen Jiefei seems to attach too much importance to this advantage, so that there are some places where he should make a move, and he habitually chooses to retain his strength. This is still very effective for most monks, because after a long tug-of-war, the explosive power he retains at the last can give his opponent a fatal blow. But if you face Su Qingyan, you will be asking for your own death.

Su Qingyan nodded with satisfaction, his own exercises were still extremely restrained to the body refining cultivators, but they were still slightly insufficient for a cultivator like Yan Lingkong who cultivated divine sense.

In the arena, Chen Jiefei became more and more courageous, and the iron-armored corpse was also fierce, and the monks in the stands were shocked, no wonder this little-known monk would arrange a battle with Chen Jiefei, this iron-armored corpse array was really terrifying. However, the more terrifying was still to come, seeing that Chen Jiefei and the iron armor corpse array were in a stalemate, Yan Lingkong pursed his lips, and a dark red skull appeared in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Su Qingyan's pupils shrank: "I actually chose the three ghosts of Buddha poison as the natal magic weapon, but this skull has a strange color, and it seems to be very different from what I saw when the Yin Corpse Sect was destroyed that day." No, the three ghosts were taken out of the storage bag at the beginning, not the natal magic weapon, but there was more than one of the three ghosts in his hand?"

Su Qingyan's guess was right, there was indeed more than one of the three ghosts in Yan Lingkong's hands. Su Qingyan knew about the three ghosts, and he still got it from the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts. After all, the Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts was only a foundation building monk, and he was obsessed with refining Yin corpses, so his understanding of the three ghosts was only general. In fact, these three ghosts of Buddha poison can not only grow, but also serve as a complete set of natal magic weapons.

That is, the three ghosts of Buddha poison can be refined into a natal magic weapon by the monk together, and they do not need to be refined into a natal magic weapon at the same time, but can be refined one first. If you can refine the other three ghosts in the future, you can complete the other refining. Of course, refining separately is definitely not as compatible as refining together, and it also requires a lot of precious materials.

But it is very difficult to refine one of the three ghosts, let alone three, so after Yan Lingkong became a pill, he first refined the one ghost in his hand. And when the Yin Corpse Sect was destroyed, Yan Lingkong happened to refine a new ghost, and he had not yet had time to refine it into a life magic weapon. Now, more than a year later, another ghost has been refined, and the skull has turned dark red as a result.

"Sigh for the red dust!" the skull snapped open its eyes, their eyes glowing a dazzling red.

"Hey. With a sigh and a sad knot, everyone, including the monks in the stands, was stunned, and an inexplicable feeling rose in their hearts. Looking at the skull again, it seems to see a beautiful woman like a painting, sighing by the railing, looking at the flowers in the air, but there is only a gloomy heart in my heart.

Su Qingyan's heart twitched, as if there was some empty place, only to feel that the woman was herself, her nose was sore, and she almost burst into tears. Just when it was about to fall, Su Qingyan's heart suddenly made a loud alarm, and he suddenly sobered up, where was there any woman in front of him, only a strange skeleton.

Looking at the other monks on the stage, the female nuns were all teary-eyed, while the male nuns were unbearable, and they couldn't wait to rush up immediately to hold the beautiful woman in their arms and comfort her. Fortunately, the formation in the arena was really extraordinary, and most of the power of the dark red skull was blocked by the formation, so that everyone could control themselves and not really rush forward.

And Chen Jiefei within the formation was not so lucky, although the moment the red light was emitted, Chen Jiefei quickly turned on the defensive magic weapon, but this skull was not as simple as red light. Everyone in the stands just glanced at it, and then they had an illusion, not to mention that Chen Jiefei was so close.

Everyone just saw the beautiful woman on the railing, but he really went behind the woman at this time, in the restaurant.

"Chen Lang, are you really so ruthless, do you want to abandon me? It's been seven years, it's been seven years, and you're still not coming back?!"

Chen Jiefei was confused, he had obviously never seen this woman, but he always felt familiar, this Chen Lang seemed to be talking about himself. But since he stepped into the immortal cultivation world at the age of ten, he has never had any love, not to mention that this woman is still a mortal. But the voice was so familiar, as if it was in the bottom of my heart.

"Chen Lang......" The woman called in a low voice again, Chen Jiefei's face suddenly changed, and a name seemed to be on his lips, but he couldn't say it. The woman sighed softly and turned slowly. With only half of his peerless face exposed, Chen Jiefei's face suddenly changed greatly, he shouted, raised the long stick in his hand, and killed the woman.

Yan Lingkong's eyes flashed, he snorted coldly, and made a magic decision, and the red skull monster laughed. Su Qingyan frowned, when the woman came out before, Su Qingyan was already eight points sure that this must be the foolish ghost among the three ghosts of Buddha poison. But this laughter made her a little suspicious, this laughter was extremely obscene, and it was far from the word "idiot".

"Could it be that coveting women is also an idiot?" Su Qingyan frowned suspiciously, and everyone in the stands was also confused, only to feel that the beautiful woman in front of him suddenly turned into a rich child with a yellow wax face, and only Chen Jiefei could see everything clearly. It was a wicked-eyed gentleman who came up from downstairs.

When he saw this person, Chen Jiefei's face was pale, and his teeth were clenched. The gentleman walked up to the woman with a shaky smile and said, "Sister Rou, we meet again." ”

"Li Gaozheng?!You, how did you come up, I obviously ......"

"Hahaha, Sister Rou forgot that this moon full building is my Li family's property, who can stop me. It's Sister Rou, you are sitting alone on the upstairs of my Li family, aren't you waiting for me?" Li Gaozheng walked towards the woman with a lewd smile.

"You, don't come here!" the woman was shocked.

"Hehe, Sister Rou, you have also reached the age of marriage, and you haven't decided to marry yet, aren't you still waiting for that stupid boy?!I said don't be stupid, that stupid boy has already died, if you know each other, you will be from me now, I can still give you the identity of a side room, otherwise ......"

Li Gaozheng said, and suddenly pounced on the woman.

"You're looking for death!!" Chen Jiefei's eyes showed a fierce light, and he rushed forward with a loud shout, Yan Lingkong's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a sneer...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to readnovel. com) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. readnovel。 com read. )