Chapter 21: The Girl Yunxi
Hongluo didn't expect that there were still people practicing illusion.
And she and Black Wind also fell for this little illusion.
Hongluo said angrily, "When I catch that little fox, I will definitely peel her skin!" β
In the distance, Jin Chao couldn't help sneezing, she touched her nose and ran faster.
Although they used illusion to create footprints, making the scattered cultivators think that they had made a trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, they would react and find that they were running along the east.
The speed of her third-level qi refining will definitely not be able to outperform their sixth- and eighth-level qi refining.
Today, he turned the spiritual power in his body and increased the speed of his flight, but he didn't dare to fly too high, for fear of being discovered.
I don't know how long it took, after she felt that she should get rid of the two of them, a red figure stopped in front.
"Why don't you keep running?"
"The cunning thing that kills a thousand knives, actually plays the old lady as a monkey, if I didn't go to the west, I suddenly reacted on the way, and I really told you to escape."
The red snail was in a hurry, and at this time, his chest rose and fell slightly, and the red yarn on his body swayed, like a stretched flower.
In her heart, she looks delicate, but in the eyes of today, she is no different from that crazy woman.
It's really hateful to come up and scold her.
The red snail's eyes locked on Jinchao, and she accidentally found that the magic robe on her body was extraordinarily good, and she chuckled, "It seems that there is really a fox skin for me to peel." β
Jin Chao hurriedly hugged his chest, gritted his teeth and said, "Dead pervert!" β
Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated, don't you understand!
Of course, you can't kill.
Hongluo's attention was attracted by the jade ring in Jinchao's hand, she looked at her white hand, if she wore that jade ring, it would definitely look good.
Red Snail didn't see that it was a storage ring.
When alchemists refine storage things, they generally refine them into storage bags, and monks often use storage bags.
Because it is the easiest and the least expensive, if you want to refine it into other shapes, the materials required and the requirements for the refiner will be much higher.
Hongluo looked her whole body up and down, but she was not interested in the broken bamboo around her waist.
As soon as she raised her hand slightly, tens of thousands of wildly growing vines and grasses appeared on the ground, and in an instant, they surrounded Jinchao.
The vine grass was close to Jinzhao's ankle, and suddenly, when it touched something that could not be avoided, it disappeared in an instant.
The firelight reflected the red snail's face, as if it was covered with rouge, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Are you the fire spirit root?" β
Ignoring her today, he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and released the flame technique, and the goose-yellow clothes fluttered in the wind, but they were not stained with the slightest spark.
Hongluo knew that this little fox was cunning, and after being fooled twice, she didn't dare to take it lightly, she didn't hesitate to cast a water spell, and the water flow was pouring and hanging, forming a water barrier.
Seeing this, he tried to turn the spiritual power and compress the flames into arrows, urging them to shoot at two or three times the speed of the original.
The tip of the arrow pierced out of the water curtain and went straight towards the red snail, she glanced at Jin Chao with a smile, raised her hand, and clamped the arrow.
With a slight force in her hand, the arrow feather she condensed with her spiritual power clattered and shattered.
"Little fox, you and I are still a little too tender in terms of magic."
The red snail sarcastically did not give Jinchao a chance to react at all, and a little spiritual light popped up from his fingertips, and Jinchao hurriedly took off the Qi Tian stick, and quickly knocked it off.
Rumble!
A stout tree fell to the ground with a bang.
The rows of trees behind it were drilled through a round hole, and light shot out of it without hindrance.
Jinchao touched her eyebrows, and she was afraid for a while, but fortunately she was accurate, otherwise there would be a bloody hole on her forehead now, right?
"It's kind of interesting."
The red snail hooked his lips and smiled, thinking a little teasing, his fingertips were shining, and the rain fell like scattered flowers.
Today's mind is racing, and he is thinking about countermeasures.
A little spiritual light can penetrate the body of the tree, so much spiritual light falls, there is no way to avoid it, doesn't she have to be beaten into a sieve?
Jinchao glanced at the red snail, gritted his teeth, mobilized most of his spiritual power to protect himself, and rushed out of the spiritual light and rain.
I didn't dare to look back today, but when I heard the sound, I also knew that the ground must be full of holes.
Seeing that she was about to run again, the red snail temporarily stopped thinking about cat and mouse, and the vines rose from the ground and rolled up to Jinchao's legs.
"It's better to skin your little fox as soon as possible, so that you can rest assured."
Qi Tian's stick has no blade, and there is not much spiritual power left in her body today, and she can't break the vines, so she has to pinch the trick and burn the vine body with fire.
Several green vines flew out again, extremely flamboyant, and they were pumped brightly, so fast that people couldn't avoid them, just when they thought they would be drawn a rattan-
A little silver-white sword tip stabbed out diagonally.
The blade of the sword was sharp, and it was like a bamboo, and the vines suddenly split apart and scattered.
"Where did the sick ghost come from, he dared to meddle with your aunt's affairs, and he was impatient, right?"
The red snail scolded, suddenly paused, and his eyes radiated a fine light.
Good stuff!
This sword, this magic robe, this jade belt, this bright moon, and the hairpin on the head are all of the highest quality.
"Ahem......"
The girl coughed weakly, her face was as white as paper, her voice was weak, but with determination, "I won't let you hurt anyone!" β
Although she was moved, she was very worried about this girl, and she turned her back on her anger after speaking.
Hongluo seemed to have heard some joke, and the laughter of the silver bell resounded through the forest, and she covered her lips and said, "Sick seedling, just like you, you still want to learn how to see the unevenness of the road and draw your sword to help?" β
"Just pack up the two of you together, and I'll be developed."
Hongluo pulled out the soft sword at her waist, and her aura changed suddenly, her eyes were full of contempt, "Little girl, look at it, this is called swordsmanship, the nondescript swordsmanship you learned, don't take it out and be embarrassed!" β
The words fell, the sword led the wind away, the sound of "sigh" and the sword roared, and the sword light had come to the eyes.
Seeing that this girl was distracted, and it was as brittle as a piece of paper, she was afraid that if she pushed it, she would fall apart, so she had to pour spiritual power into the Monkey King stick and fight to the death.
The red snail was slightly out of force, and the soft sword was pressed by the purple bamboo of the current dynasty and turned around, piercing into the tree.
The red snail simply drew out the long sword, pulled a sword flower, and stabbed it directly into the heart, she was about to raise her stick to pick it up, but the sick girl stood in front of her.
The long sword was upright, against the tip of the sword, and when it was pushed forward, the red snail took two steps back, and the silver-white tip of the sword emerged from nowhere.
Jinchao reminded the girl loudly, "She is the sixth layer of qi refining, be careful!" β
The girl still had kung fu and turned her head and smiled at Jinchao, "It's okay, I'm also a sixth-level qi refiner." β
"By the way, my name is Yunxi, what about you?"
After Yun Xi asked, without waiting for Jinchao to answer, she turned around and looked at Hongluo, her expression became cold, "You can scold me, but you can't say anything about my swordsmanship." β
Her swordsmanship is in the same vein as her master's, and her slandering her own swordsmanship is slandering her master's swordsmanship.
This is something she cannot tolerate.
I actually want to say that although you are also a sixth-level qi refiner, you look weak, like papier-mΓ’chΓ©.
Wait, a string suddenly broke in her head today, what did she just say?
Her name is Yun Xi?!!
Then she, isn't she Venerable Yunhua's apprentice!