Two more days.

The mountain gate of the moon true school.

Head of the house.

Yulan supported her cheeks with both hands, and looked at the little white tiger writing with a resentful expression with a smile.

As soon as the little white tiger's furry palm was raised, it catapulted out with its claws, and it took the second longest nail and dipped it in ink on the polished inkstone.

Then he lightly began to write crookedly on the paper.

"I'm not allowed to be locked up in the future."

"It's so dark inside."

"I'll be angry."

Yulan read it out very emphazardly, then sneered, stretched out her hand and rubbed the little white tiger's head vigorously.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, little meow, I'll leave you alone next time. It turns out that the spirit beast can't see anything in the spirit beast bag.

Then you used to stay in the spirit beast bag for twenty years, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to die?

What a poor little meow. ”

"Meow."

Seeing Yulan's compromise, the little white tiger raised his head proudly and shouted.

Who knew that Yulan would say next: "But it's useless for me to say it, it's Xianggong who wants to send you into the spirit beast bag, otherwise it won't be convenient to take you with you."

Who made you so weak, if you don't put it in the spirit beast bag, you will be lost by accident. ”

Hearing this, the little white tiger suddenly wilted.

And then it continued on paper.

"I eat meat every day, and I'm going to get better in the future."

I saw the little white tiger screaming, the muscles on his body bulged, and the fur was angry, just like a strong big cat, and as soon as his paws grabbed on the table, he saw sparks splashing everywhere.

Stone chips flew on the stone table, and a paw print appeared.

"Wow, meow is amazing."

Magnolia praised perfunctorily.

"Meow."

The little white tiger returned to the appearance of a kitten, but his eyes were very proud.

Right now.

"Miss Yulan is so interested, Yu Keqing is nowhere to be found, you still have the leisure and elegance to tease the cat here."

At the entrance to the courtyard walked a young monk.

Behind him were the two elders of the Zhao family, as well as seven or eight Zhao family cultivators, all of whom were above the middle stage of Qi cultivation.

Yulan picked up the little white tiger and said vigilantly:

"I don't know you."

"My name is Zhao Jia, Miss Yulan, we met at the auction in Shangyang City, and you were laughing in Yu Keqing's arms at that time, probably because you didn't pay attention to me, the monk sitting in the corner."

The young monk was the Qi Cultivation Consummation Monk that Zhao Laozu brought back from Shangyang City, but now his aura had broken through the foundation building realm.

"Miss Magnolia, please come with us." Zhao Jiadao.

Yulan said: "What if I don't go with you?" ”

The ghost tiger that had been lying on her stomach also stood up at this moment, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in its dark pupils, and black ghost mist emerged from its eyes.

The momentum of the second-order demon beast gradually rose.

"Then offend."

Zhao Jia sneered, and as soon as he turned his palm, he saw a transparent jade bottle appear, and inside was a drop of red blood with a hint of pale gold.

"This is the second-order body cultivation essence blood specially prepared for you by Zhao, suppressing demons and destroying evil spirits, and specializing in breaking ghost spells!"

He crushed the jade bottle, and the essence blood seemed to break free from the fence and shoot directly towards the ghost tiger.

Sou!

The essence blood was like a small sun, and the ghost mist that emerged from the eyes of the ghost tiger was melted by the essence blood before it had time to gather on a large scale, and then exploded directly.

The ghost tiger let out a terrible sound, his eyes closed and opened, and the whirlpool inside had disappeared, leaving only two lines of blood and tears.

"Come on!"

Zhao Jia didn't know where he saw this way of dealing with the ghost tiger, he actually made a miraculous feat, and with another pinch of his hand, a blue sword flew out from behind him, and then turned into more than a dozen flying swords, and at the same time made a wave sound.

I saw that the sword light turned into a huge wave out of thin air, and each flying sword was like a wave, suppressed together, bringing infinite pressure.

The tide of the waves of the sword!

When!

A red sword light descended from the sky, blocking in front of the waves, and the castration did not decrease, directly breaking through the waves of the Dao Dao, until Zhao Jia was in front of him.

Zhao Jia's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly pinched the trick again, and the waves rolled back, stopping the red sword, and he felt extremely difficult.

The power of this flying sword has exceeded the power of the early stage of foundation building.

"Who?!"

Whoosh!!

One by one, the array flags rose into the air, turning into pillars of light, and then intertwined in mid-air, and the array patterns appeared, turning into a network of light.

Heavy fog rose in all directions, and it didn't take long for it to spread.

Second-Order Heavenly Luo Array!

Second-Order Great Cloud Array!

"It's not good, it's a trap!"

Zhao Jia suddenly felt bad, and shouted at the Zhao family monk behind him:

"Follow me, I'll break the formation and rush out!"

He can also be regarded as a talent of the Zhao family, and he has been instructed by Zhao Laozu many times, and he has a certain understanding of the formation.

However, in the face of a secret sneak attack in the middle of foundation building, and a series of suppressions by the second-order large array, the Zhao family monk was soon divided by the large array.

Roar!

The ghost tiger pounced out of nowhere, that is, the innate spiritual skill was broken, but the powerful body was enough for it to threaten the foundation building monks.

Zhao Jia's flying sword blocked horizontally, leaving sparks on the ghost tiger's body, cutting off a few hairs, and his flying sword couldn't break through the ghost tiger's body for a while.

There is also a red mangfei sword that is far more powerful than him, and secretly sneaks up.

Just for a moment.

The blue flying sword was picked off, and Zhao Jia saw that the flying sword stopped in his throat, and he didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

"Self-styled dantian, drop the flying sword storage bag."

There was a sound in the fog.

"I'm a monk of the Zhao family......"

Burst!

The flying sword went into the throat for half a minute.

Zhao Jia's voice stopped abruptly, and he hurriedly dropped the flying sword storage bag, and then counted the points at the dantian, and his aura suddenly withered.

A slender palm emerged from the mist, pointing at the center of his brow.

So Zhihai was sealed, and there was no power to resist.

"Who is Your Excellency, our Zhao family ......"

Zhao Jia wanted to say something, but the ghost tiger's big slap had already been slapped, and he only felt that his five internal organs were displaced, his ears roared, and then his eyes went black, and he fell softly.

The rest of the Zhao family monks were also quickly captured one by one.

……

Zhaojiafang City.

Principal Loft.

Zhao Shiwen blocked the entrance and waved her hand backwards with a cold face.

Brother Li's figure flashed behind him, and a black heavy sword like a door panel was held in his hand, and every time the sword went down, a resisting Zhao family monk turned into a pulp.

Not long ago, the old daughter of the Zhao family, who was threatening her to abdicate, was stunned:

"Zhao Shiwen, do you want to rebel?"

"Li Qianzhong, don't forget the blood contract you signed!"

Brother Li's face was cold, and without saying a word, he killed all the monks around the old woman, and smashed the old woman's dantian with one palm.

"The blood contract signed by Li is to assist the head of Fang City to maintain the safety and order of Fang City, not to be a dog for the Zhao family, and now you are disrupting the normal order of Fang City, killing you is not a violation of the blood contract."

"And you're the one who betrayed the clan." Zhao Shiwen sneered: "Wen Shu's family is old, and Sun insulted my hatred, Shiwen remembers it to this day."

He'll be back with you soon. ”

The old woman's voice was hoarse, and she begged, "Let him go." ”

Zhao Shiwen snorted coldly and did not answer.

……

Zhao family land.

The only remaining elder stayed in the ancestral hall, a little uneasy.

The old ancestor has not yet returned, and Zhao Jia, the new foundation of the clan, took someone to arrest Miss Yulan, and the old woman led someone to compete with Zhao Shiwen for the power of Fang City.

The elite of the Zhao family is exhausted.

Now the power in the clan can be described as empty, and only he controls the clan protection array as the last line of defense in the clan land.

He didn't dare to slack off.

Suddenly.

He rubbed his eyes, and saw a familiar figure slowly walking into the ancestral hall.

"Guest...... Lord Keqing? ”

The old man screamed, and quickly pinched his fingers to arouse a large array.

"How did you get in?"

The activation of the Great Guardian Array that enveloped the entire Zhao family land consumed too much, and it only maintained the basic operation on weekdays, but the consumption of the formation of the Guardian Ancestral Hall was not much.

Now his safety is related to the Zhao family's land, so the ancestral hall's guardian array has been open, even if the foundation building monk wants to attack, he can't do it.

He had plenty of time to completely awaken the Great Array and suppress the incoming enemy.

However, Yu Xian seemed to enter his own home.

"Shaohong family elder, I have to thank you for your generosity in the past, and you are willing to hand over the formation to me to control, although it is not long, it is not difficult for me to find a back door to enter.

Remember, don't hand over your own formation to outsiders next time. ”

"Are you now, trying to rebel against me?"

Yu Xian's eyes dimmed, and the old man of the Shaohong family suddenly felt excited, remembering the understatement expression and calm eyes when Yu Xian first arrived at the Zhao family.

That's what it looks like, and then the dragon dies.

He hurriedly stopped the formation and squeezed out a smile: "Lord Keqing, let's talk about something, why bother to be rude." ”

"Hand over the core of the formation."

Zhao Shaohong was about to delay, when he saw a red light on Yu Xian's fingertips.

"Try to see if you're fast, or my flying sword is fast?"

"The four-color core is here."

Zhao Shaohong's face did not change, he took two steps forward, and four bamboo knots of different colors were presented by him with both hands.

It's not the first time to surrender.

(End of chapter)