Chapter Twenty-Four: The Fisherman's Profit
The Peach Blossom Ancestor recited the mantra, only to see the yellow light on the feather fan in an instant, and in the yellow light, runes of different sizes flashed, and they hit Song Tao!
Song Tao hurriedly waved Ziyang and left the fire, and a silver-white sword light formed a light curtain, .com
This yellow light is so powerful, wherever the yellow light goes, Song Tao's sword light actually collapsed little by little...... Song Tao was a little surprised, and without saying a word, he sacrificed the Qiankun gourd!
As soon as the Qiankun gourd came out, I saw that the peach blossom ancestor who only had one eye left suddenly had a green light in his eyes, and he couldn't care about his bleeding face, so he looked at the Qiankun gourd and said, "Good baby!" Good Enough Reiki ...... If I have such an anti-heaven treasure in my hands, why do I need to turn into a demon cultivator! ”
Song Tao smiled slightly, stretched out two fingers and flicked lightly on the Qiankun gourd, only to see the green light on the Qiankun gourd float out and slowly form a small green phoenix in the air, stretching out its wings and flying towards the yellow light elegantly!
Everywhere he went, the green light floated, and in an instant, the yellow light and runes collapsed little by little!
As the phoenix advanced, the yellow feather fan trembled and retreated little by little.
Seeing this, the Peach Blossom Ancestor knew that the magic weapon was not low, so he hurriedly put away the yellow feather fan, and his figure also shot backwards.
Who knew that as soon as he flew out a few steps, the Peach Blossom Ancestor felt a chill in his chest and abdomen, and he looked down to see that he was actually pierced by several thick vines that were the thickness of adults......
Peach Blossom Ancestor trembled and turned his head, only to see that not far behind him, a long-haired woman wearing a green shirt and a silver belt around her waist was sitting leisurely on a thick vine, shaking her exposed snow-white feet, looking innocent, but it was the person who had just killed him!
This woman is Wisteria, she listened to Song Tao's orders and quietly walked behind the Peach Blossom Ancestor, and at this moment, she was optimistic about the timing and sent a fatal blow!
No matter how high the Peach Blossom Ancestor is, he is just a human monk, and his physical body is still fragile, and he can't sustain it no matter what, he can't sustain it after encountering such a fierce attack at this moment, and I saw that his whole body slowly slumped, sliding down from the vines like a puddle of mud, and falling towards the sea below......
Song Tao was not careless at all, he knew that the death of the physical body did not mean that everything was over! With the cultivation of the Peach Blossom Ancestor, there is only one Yuan Infant left, and he can insist on doing a lot of things, and his Yuan Infant has not left his body until now, which means that there must be a conspiracy, and he seems to want to do something!
Sure enough, at the moment when the flesh came into contact with the sea, suddenly, the sea moved!
Song Tao showed a faint smile on his face, he had already prepared, only to see his fingers move slightly, a silver-white sword qi net rushed out from under the sea, and a strange-shaped Yuan Ying was tightly bound in the net, and at this moment, he was desperately trying to break free from the shackles of the sword net like a trapped beast, but he could only add a lot of scars to his body......
Wisteria also flew over at this moment, lifted the storage bag she took from the Peach Blossom Ancestor, and handed it to Song Tao.
Seeing that he couldn't break free, the Peach Blossom Ancestor stopped his movements, looked at Song Tao breathlessly and said, "Fellow Daoist, you and I have no grievances in the near future, and no enemies in the near future, so I have lost my eyes!" I also hope that there are a lot of Taoist friends, let me live. ”
Song Tao played with the storage bag of the Peach Blossom Ancestor, and his divine sense probed into it and looked at it, not to mention that there were really a lot of things. "Let you live? Yes, is it beneficial? ”
Song Tao asked with a smile.
The Yuan Infant of the Peach Blossom Ancestor suddenly became angry, and his storage bags were all in the hands of the other party, leaving such a bare Yuan Baby, and people still asked themselves for benefits? Do you see something!
Song Tao looked confident, but he didn't break it, he just looked at the Yuan Ying of the Peach Blossom Ancestor playfully, although Song Tao couldn't see the existence of a touch of spiritual light in his body, but he couldn't escape the wisteria's heavenly rhino eyes, she had already discovered it and quietly told Song Tao.
The Peach Blossom Ancestor saw that if he didn't hand over this today, he wouldn't be able to escape, but he was reluctant to do anything, thinking about it, if Yuan Ying was killed by Song Tao, it would be really over! When you are ruthless, you open your mouth and spit out.
I saw a colorful glow flying out of his mouth, with his identity as a demon cultivator, this glow did not contain any demonic energy, on the contrary, it was actually full of aura, which really surprised Song Tao.
I saw that the glow slowly opened in mid-air, revealing a flat kernel the size of an apple, which looked non-gold or jade, non-earth or wood, and could not be seen to be made of any material, but it was smooth and abnormal, and the glow on the skin was circulating, which was very good-looking!
Suddenly, Wisteria let out an exclamation, but she covered her mouth tightly and didn't say anything. But looking at her expression, Song Tao knew that she must know this thing.
The Peach Blossom Ancestor said with a frustrated face: "There is only one thing I got from entering an ancient immortal tomb in the early years, strictly speaking, I don't know what it is, but I feel that it seems to be full of immortal energy, but I can't export it......"
Wisteria gave Song Tao a look and nodded. Song Tao understood what she meant, yes, it was this thing, and he was unceremonious at the moment, and with a big hand, he took this fruit core. Holding it in the palm of his hand, he only felt as warm as jade, and it was vaguely elastic.
Song Tao gently held the kernel, stretched out his right hand, and with a slight click, a pure true qi flew out from his fingertips and pointed towards the kernel. I saw that his aura trembled, and the surface of the core of the fruit quickly collapsed, and he couldn't enter it at all.
Sure enough, there is a big surprise.
Wisteria on the side couldn't help but whisper: "This thing doesn't play like this, you put it away first, and I'll teach you later!" ”
Song Tao did as he was told, and originally wanted to put it in a storage bag, but when he thought that this thing was so valued by the Peach Blossom Ancestor, it must be very valuable, so he stuffed it into the Qiankun gourd.
The Peach Blossom Ancestor saw Song Tao put away the kernel, and his face was immediately full of frustration, but he still brisked himself and begged: "You also took the things, just let me go!" ”
Song Tao smiled faintly and refreshed the sword net.
Peach Blossom Ancestor's Yuan Ying looked extremely weak, but he glared at Song Tao viciously, as if he wanted to keep him in his heart. I turned around and wanted to leave quickly......
Unexpectedly, I saw a flash of silver light, and a huge green sword stabbed down from the top of Peach Blossom Ancestor's head, and immediately pierced the little Yuan Infant like a rock sugar gourd!
The Peach Blossom Ancestor trembled and used his last strength to say, "You...... It's not ...... to talk."
Song Tao loosened his shoulders: "It's not me!" ”
Wisteria showed a sweet smile from behind him and said, "I didn't say let you go!" With that, he waved his hand lightly, and the green sword flew back. The Peach Blossom Ancestor's primordial infant was torn into patches of light, slowly dissipating into the air......
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