Chapter 312: Qi Xun's suspicions

Looking at Du Qi's disappearing figure, a flash of thought flashed in Qi Zixiao's eyes, just at the last moment, he saw the other party's three swords in one, at that moment, a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart, however, looking at the other party's appearance, it seemed that the price was very high, and he only held on for a moment and couldn't continue.

"It seems that other states are also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and one Duqi has such ability, and the two above him will only be stronger."

Qi Zixiao muttered to himself in his heart, however, he was not afraid of this, but instead raised a strong fighting intent, if above the Shenzhou Continent, these people are the ceiling, then it is too unchallenging.

"One day, I will travel all over China to comprehend the peerless pride of all parties."

After making a decision in his heart, Qi Zixiao immediately looked at the others, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Qi Zixiao's expression, the disciples of the Snow God Palace and the other people were all startled, and without saying a word, they left immediately.

Seeing that the surroundings were emptied, Ye Hongling stepped forward and asked with a concerned face, "Are you okay?" ”

"A Dudge can't hurt me."

Qi Zixiao spoke softly, looked at Ye Hongling's pale face, and shook his head, "There's no need to hold on just now, even if you let them in, they won't dare to do anything to me." ”

As a member of the imperial court, Du Qi and the others did not dare to be cruel to him even if they saw that the drunken god wine was used by themselves, otherwise, the first one who did not let them go was the imperial court.

However, Ye Hongling shook his head, "Since I have given you the Dharma Protector, as long as I am not dead, no one will be allowed to approach you." ”

Qi Zixiao was dumbfounded and didn't say anything more, "Let's go." ”

"Drunken spirits have run out of wine?"

Ye Hongling asked curiously.

"There's one pot left, and I've put it in."

Qi Zixiao said with a smile.

As he spoke, he patted the water bag on his body.

Ye Hongling was speechless, so many drunken spirits were all solved by Qi Zixiao alone, I really can't imagine how strong his foundation is.

Thinking of this, she asked with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, "Zixiao, has your Yuan Shen broken through the fifth rank now?" ”

"Wupin, not yet."

Qi Zixiao said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Hongling stared at him suspiciously, "But I see that you seem to be very happy." ”

"Because, I have a more important harvest than the Yuanshen breaking through the five products."

Qi Zixiao smiled faintly and spoke happily.

He was not deceiving the other party, but he was happy from the bottom of his heart, and after absorbing almost all the drunken spirits, he finally used that huge power to perfectly visualize the figure in the golden palace.

In the consciousness space, a miniature version of the Yuan Shen sat in the void, his whole body releasing a trace of pale golden light, a pair of eyes slightly closed, and his hands pinched a strange seal.

Compared to before, his Yuan Shen didn't know how many times stronger at this time.

But, more importantly, a huge figure appeared behind him at this time, and his whole body was intertwined with a trace of pale golden light.

This figure still looks a little illusory, but the facial features are clearly outlined.

No one can describe this face, like a masterpiece of heaven and earth, perfect to the extreme, without a single flaw, anyone who sees it at first glance will be deeply attracted and unable to extricate themselves.

While sketching this face, Qi Zixiao also found a shocking phenomenon, that is, no matter which direction he looked at, he could clearly see this face.

He didn't understand what this meant, but he vaguely felt that the person in the Golden Palace was probably terrifying.

As this perfect figure emerged, he felt that his consciousness space had become stable to the extreme, as if he had a needle to fix the sea.

Moreover, he also noticed that his Yuan Shen was growing at a slow rate, obviously not deliberately refined, but it was constantly growing.

Even, the flute curse that he suffered before dissipated silently at this time, as if it had never been the same.

In the golden palace, in the vast starry sky, the figure sitting cross-legged chuckled, and then continued to look at the stars in front of him.

……

As they left, there was only a mess left in the same place, and I don't know how long it was, a figure appeared, and it was Qi Xun.

Standing on the ground, Qi Xun noticed the residual sword intent and sword intent in the air, and the corners of his mouth lifted an arc, "Yes, it seems that there are indeed some geniuses." ”

He was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped, looked at the ground with a frown, and faintly, he saw a trace of scorching, as if he had been struck by thunder.

"The power of thunder is rare, there are very few forces on the Shenzhou Continent that have the power of thunder, could it be the one from Leijiabao, no, if I'm not mistaken, the two sides should be masters who are good at using swords......"

He carefully examined the traces of the battle left in the void between the two sides, and the more he investigated, the more doubts in his heart became.

"This thunder power, how does it feel a little familiar......"

He muttered to himself, his mind wondering where he had been before.

Suddenly, he froze, and thought of a picture, that is, he had gone hunting with the three princes, and in the process of hunting, he had seen the three princes release the thunder power in their blood.

"This kind of thunder power, it seems to be ......"

Qi Xun muttered to himself.

The power of the ancestral bloodline of the Great Qi royal family is born to control the thunder, but it is often only obtained by the direct line, and a certain chance is also required.

His father, the Prince of Great Qi, harnessed the power of thunder.

Unfortunately, neither he nor his two brothers gained this ability.

However, he then shook his head, "How can the inheritance power of the Great Qi royal family be lost, it is estimated that which lucky person accidentally obtained a Thunder Dao inheritance." ”

Having said that, however, a seed of doubt had been planted, and he suddenly became more interested in the genius of the Snow Mystic Realm.

As time went on, many of the Heavenly Stars in the Snow Mystery Realm became even crazier, and a large number of strange treasures were discovered.

Even, many people are starting to fight, just for some treasures.

There are also some people who also choose to take action because of regional bias.

In a valley, two waves of people stood opposite each other, swords rattling, as if they were about to move at any moment.

On the side, a sloppy Taoist priest looked at the two waves of people and continued to persuade, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, harmony generates wealth, in case of a good fight, everyone will not be able to get over their face." ”

"Get out, you stinky Taoist, how can you speak here."

A crowd shouted.

"Dare to say that my people in Lingzhou have no brains, let me see how powerful your Tianjiao in Qingzhou is today."

On the other hand, Tianjiao in Qingzhou was also extremely angry, "You dare to say that our Qingzhou is a place where etiquette and law are out of order, let you fools see if this is really the case." ”

Saying that, I don't know who made the first move, the battle suddenly set off, only to see the sword light and sword shadow, the true qi is vertical and horizontal, the ground is shattered in an instant, the strong wind is howling, and the blood stains the ground red.

In just a short period of time, many people were seriously injured.

The sloppy Taoist priest looked at this scene, shrugged helplessly, and then set up a stall on the side, not knowing where to take out a banner.

"A panacea, a cure for all diseases!"

Eight big characters are horizontal, and it seems to be very maverick on this battlefield.

A figure who was beaten into a pig's head retreated from the battlefield, saw the Taoist priest's stall, and hurriedly stepped forward, the sloppy Taoist priest thoughtfully took out a porcelain vase, and said, "This is Lingxin San, external use, put it on the face, and a few breaths can heal the external injury." ”

"How much?"

"Not much, a hundred taels of silver!"

The sloppy Taoist priest opened his mouth with a smile.

The man was about to take out the money, and when he heard this, his face froze, "What, one, one hundred taels, you robbed the money!" ”

"Your Excellency really likes to joke, how can you rob money so quickly."

The Taoist priest said with a smile.

A flash of anger flashed in the man's eyes, "Old thing, dare to take advantage of the fire to rob, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

When the words fell, his whole body exploded, and he slapped his palm at the Taoist priest, who stood there with a smile and did not take the slightest action, but the next moment, the man was a flower in front of him, as if he had entered another world.

This is a lava hell, the burning flames, the blazing temperature, so that the man is instantly frightened, and there is constantly screaming.

The flames touched him, and in an instant they covered him, and feeling the sound of the burning body, he cried out, "I give, I give, let me go." ”

As soon as the words fell, the flames on his body disappeared instantly, and the lava hell also disappeared, and he stood in front of the stall, tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Donor, do you want to buy it?"

The sloppy Taoist priest opened his mouth with a smile.

"Buy, I'll buy."

At this time, the other party looked at the Taoist priest with a frightened face, and didn't know what to say, but tremblingly took out a silver ticket from his body, handed it to the Taoist priest, and quickly left with the bottle.

After putting away the silver ticket, the sloppy Taoist priest stood there with a satisfied face, looking at the two sides who were still fighting frantically.

I have to say that although he asked for a ruthless price, the things given were also worth the money, and the man just smeared a little, and his swollen face with a pig's head was restored.

He glanced at the place where the sloppy Taoist priest was, shouted, and continued to rush to the battlefield.

The battlefield was chaotic, and another figure withdrew, with several knife cuts on his body, more than a foot long, and he looked terrifying.

"This donor, seeing that your injuries are so serious, hurry up and have a bottle to stop the bleeding, otherwise you will bleed to death."

The sloppy Taoist priest opened his mouth with an enthusiastic face.

He also held a red bottle in his hand.

"The price is not expensive, only a hundred taels of silver."

The man was about to take the bottle, when he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and looked at him with cold eyes, "What are you talking about, one hundred taels of silver, stinky Taoist, are you playing tricks on me!" ”

The sloppy Taoist priest sighed helplessly, and after half a cup of tea, the man left a silver ticket with a frightened face and left with the bottle of ashes.

With the use of hemostasis, the man's wound began to heal rapidly, and he immediately entered the battlefield again.

In the distance, when someone saw this, they all shook their heads, one with a knife on his back and an indifferent gaze, and the other was a young man with purple hair.