"What the hell is this?"

Wang Chan's eyes narrowed, and before he could see what it was, Liu Jing unceremoniously smashed it on his head.

Shocked, Wang Chan hurriedly summoned a magic weapon to protect herself, but then she was surprised to find that this thing did not seem to have attack power, but it had another mystery.

In the blink of an eye, the black thing caught Wang Chan off guard, and wrapped his whole person tightly.

At this time, Yan Ruyan and Lian Feihua saw that the black object turned out to be a huge black wire iron net, which tightly imprisoned Wang Chan and the magic weapon with the magic weapon, unable to move a bit.

After Liu Jing succeeded in the first blow, he hurriedly turned his target to Lian Feihua.

Because Yan Ruyan saw that her husband was bound by a black iron net, and her face was discolored, she must go to check Wang Chan's safety as soon as possible.

As for Hongyan, Liu Jing could also see that the guy had some anger in his heart because Wang Chan didn't give him face, and he would definitely not help him at the first time.

At the moment of his move, Liu Jing had already taken all the factors into account, and also planned to make a move towards Lian Feihua as soon as possible after temporarily restraining Wang Chan.

At this moment, Lian Feihua finally realized that the person in front of her was by no means an ordinary Jiedan monk, and had incredible magical powers.

"Boy, don't want to go wild in the territory of our six factions!" She said stiffly, and hurriedly summoned her natal magic weapon, a stinge-colored whip.

Lian Feihua raised his hand and threw a whip, with a fierce momentum of breaking through the air, Liu Jing understood that if he was whipped on his body by this whip, in addition to the skin and flesh and pain, the shining thorns on the whip were probably mostly coated with some poison.

His face did not change, and he raised his other hand and threw the clenched turtle shield over.

Thunderbolt~

The purple whip slammed into the turtle shield, and sparks burst into the air, leaving shocking whip marks on it.

Liu Jing's palm was opened, and the small hanging sun emperor bell appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air, the fire on the body of the bell flickered, and there were flames floating in the bell mouth.

"Want to play with fire?"

Lian Feihua frowned, and with words in her mouth, a cyan fireball appeared on her fingertips.

"Qingyang Demon Fire?" When Liu Jing saw this familiar scene, he couldn't help blurting out.

At that time, during the fierce battle in the wasteland mine cave of the Yue Kingdom, it was this Qingyang Demon Fire that forced Han Li and the other disciples of the Seven Sects to flee.

Disciples in the foundation building stage need several people to join forces to release this Qingyang Demonic Fire, and it will be at the cost of reducing their own cultivation.

However, Lian Feihua can not only complete it alone, but also be more powerful, and she doesn't have to consume her own cultivation, but it will consume more than half of her mana, temporarily leaving her body in a weak state.

This is the territory of their six sects, and Lian Feihua felt that her safety would not be a problem, so she boldly cast the Qingyang Demon Fire, feeling that she should be able to subdue Liu Jing with one blow.

From then on, her reputation will only become louder in the second generation of the six sects.

"Good time!"

After Liu Jing saw the "Qingyang Demon Fire", his heart also ignited a fighting spirit.

Last time, he hid and didn't go head-to-head with the "Qingyang Demon Fire", but this time he had the idea of meeting for a while.

Liu Jing pointed his finger, and the Hanging Sun True Fire condensed by the small Hanging Sun Emperor Bell also flew from the air and touched the Qingyang Demon Fire.

Suddenly, the flames were shining, and the two mysterious flames were entangled with each other, not giving an inch.

"This Qingyang Demon Fire is worthy of being a prestigious Demon Fire among the Six Sects of the Demon Dao." After Liu Jing saw the turn, he couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

Although the Hanging Sun True Fire had a slight upper hand in this encounter, the Qingyang Demon Fire was also extremely tenacious.

Although the latter is retreating step by step, it moves as slowly as a snail crawling because of its stubborn resistance.

In this way, even if the Hanging Sun True Fire finally defeated the Qingyang Demon Fire, this speed would not hurt the Poor Feihua.

In fact, this result did not exceed Liu Jing's expectations.

Although the ancient treasure of the Little Hanging Sun Emperor Bell ranked high in ancient times, its condensed Hanging Sun True Fire was extremely mysterious and could restrain the world's demonic skills, but its power was also closely related to the cultivator's own cultivation.

Liu Jing summoned the Hanging Sun True Fire, and it did not consume too much of its own mana, so its power has an upper limit, but the Qingyang Demon Fire summoned by Mercy Feihua at the cost of most of his own mana, and its power can be imagined.

In this case, the Hanging Sun True Fire can still have a slight upper hand in the duel with the Qingyang Demon Fire, which shows its strong restraint on the Demon Skill.

"What kind of flame is this, I'm not afraid of Miss Ben's Qingyang Demon Fire!" Pian Feihua looked surprised.

In the past, as long as she used the Qingyang Demon Fire, she would be invincible, but today's situation made her unexpected.

Liu Jing stared at the extremely strange cyan flame, and there was a chilling feeling.

His heart suddenly moved, and his eyes flashed with a sly look.

"Go!"

The Little Hanging Sun Emperor Bell suddenly spun rapidly, and then rushed to the position of the duel between the Hanging Sun True Fire and the Qingyang Demon Fire, and couldn't help but say, regardless of whether they were friends or enemies, they actually directly put away these two flames.

After succeeding, Liu Jing was overjoyed and directly recalled Baozhong.

At this time, Lian Feihua showed a look of shock, and because of the relationship that consumed most of the mana, her body was very weak.

Liu Jing waved his big hand, and a figure suddenly appeared in his sleeve, and flew towards Lian Feihua, and under the other party's surprise, a hand knife fell.

Under the pain, Pian Feihua was directly subdued by Liu Jing's clone.

Yan Ruyan was trying her best to get Wang Chan to break free from the black wire net, but before she could react, the black wire wire wire net wrapped around Wang Chan actually flew up, and was directly rolled up by Liu Jing and taken away with the net.

The doppelganger Yun Wei also directly picked up Lian Feihua and followed Liu Jing, and the two rushed to the door of the auction house together.

At this time, Hongyan finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

He never expected that these three immortal second generations would be subdued by this nameless scattered cultivator in a few breaths under the joint efforts.

Hongyan was furious, and there was still a bit of schadenfreude in his heart.

But even so, Hongyan still chased after Yan Ruyan together.

Liu Jing's movement speed was extremely fast, and he ran to the door of the auction house in a few breaths, but this door was made of fine metal materials, and a protective formation was laid out, so it would be difficult to break through the door for a while and a half.

However, his face was calm, without the slightest panic, looking at Yan Ruyan and Hongyan who came over, Liu Jing opened his mouth slightly, and the black flying needle broke out, directly aimed at the throat of Lian Feihua.

With just one needle, this woman will die immediately!

This pink flying needle magic weapon is famous in Tianluo Kingdom, but the flying needle magic weapon at that time was pink, and it has turned black after being refined by Liu Jing with the Hanging Sun True Fire, so no one can see the clue.

At the same time, Liu Jing stretched out his left hand, grasping the black wire iron net, and at the same time constantly injecting mana into it.

The black wire iron net wrapped Wang Chan inside more and more tightly, and Wang Chan let out a heart-rending scream under the crazy squeezing.

"Ah~"

"Stop! Brother, stop! ”

"The body is going to be crushed, the bones are going to be crushed!"

"Spare your life, your predecessors spare your life! The villain knows that he is wrong~"

Wang Chan, who has been smooth sailing since she was born, has ever been so humiliated.

"If Miss Yan doesn't want to become a widow, she will remove the magic circle at the door!" Liu Jing said coldly.

After Yan Ruyan heard Wang Chan's miserable scream, her face turned pale, and she was stunned for a while, not knowing how to respond.

Yan Ruyan is a heavenly spirit root, and since she was born, she has been a heavenly lady who has been loved by all people.

Her life, like Wang Chan, can also be said to be smooth.

Because of this, Yan Ruyan did not have a lot of experience in fighting techniques, and it was the first time she had encountered such a situation as now, and she was at a loss when she stood in place.

Seeing this, Liu Jing shook his head secretly.

The so-called Heavenly Spirit Root qualification, although it is very rare and precious, and is highly valued by the sect, it often lacks experience.

For a monk, how far his path of cultivating immortals can go is part of his qualifications, but his heart is also equally important.

For example, Li Zibo, who had just married the Dan, or Han Li, who was still in the Fake Dan, had a better heart than Yan Ruyan who had a Heavenly Spirit Root.

"Fellow Daoist, if you have something to say, you really killed these two people, and in the future, Tiannan will not have your body." After Hongyan arrived, he took the lead in speaking.

His coping experience is still much richer than Yan Ruyan's.

"Hmph, who said that he is a person from Tiannan, Daoist friends might as well think about Tiannan's mid-stage cultivators, who can have supernatural powers below!" Liu Jing laughed, even more arrogant than Wang Chan before.

"Becoming an Immortal"

Of course, he did it on purpose.

"Could it be that Daoyou is from the Great Jin of the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land!" Hongyan showed a sudden look, no wonder this guy's magical powers were so amazing, and he subdued Wang Chan and Lian Feihua, the two young masters of the Six Sects of the Demon Dao, in three or two clicks.

Even if he does it himself, he probably doesn't know much with confidence.

Maybe I could barely fight 60 years ago.

"Da Jin? Then Da Jin, Da Jin is a good shield. ”

Liu Jing muttered in his heart, but he didn't deny it, and said again: "The strength of the lower sect is much stronger than the six sects you have here." ”

"Disrespectful and disrespectful, it was indeed our two young masters who were reckless just now!" Hongyan hurriedly lowered his posture.

The monks of Tiannan have a little awe in their hearts for the Great Jin of the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land, in addition to yearning for it.

Liu Jing looked at Hongyan, thinking in his heart that it had only been sixty years of hard work, and this old devil of Hongyan could only look up at the beginning, but now he can talk on an equal footing.

"But you must understand that this is Tiannan after all. The two assets in your hands are backed by Elder Yuanying, and I still hope that Your Excellency can act cautiously. Hongyan continued to persuade, "After all, this place is a little far away from the Great Jin. ”

"Hmph, there is an ultra-long-distance teleportation array in my division, which can teleport between Tiannan and Zongmen at any time, and there is no need to cross the Mulan Grassland at all. Do you demon path six sect primordial old monsters, dare to chase after me and teleport to my master together? Liu Jing snorted coldly disapprovingly.

"This ......," Hongyan was speechless for a while.

"As long as the Taoist friend releases the husband, the little woman will compensate the Taoist friend, and there is a lot of offense in what happened just now." Yan Ruyan, who came back to her senses, finally spoke.

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