Chapter 13 Jiang Tianzun was scared to death?

Jiang Jianchuan was practicing meditation skills in his villa, which made Qinghe Zhenren, who couldn't see his figure, anxious.

I saw that he was carrying a long list of vicious magic weapons of the two realms of evil demons that had been refined or had not yet been refined, and looked at the few people on the field with a gloomy face.

There is no trace of the demeanor of a righteous monk at all, and the anger in this expression and the evil qi and demonic energy contaminated all over his body are like a demonic evil cultivator who urgently needs the blood and soul of a living person.

Seeing that Li Yanqing and the Lord of Rongyue Palace were worried.

In the end, Li Yanqing couldn't hold back and stood up:

"I've seen Zhenjun, I don't know what we should do next? Please also show it to the true king. ”

However, Qinghe Zhenren, who was deeply stunned, did not pay attention to his meaning, but instead used his divine sense to search everything around him with a gloomy face.

"None? How could there not be? I was teleported here without even noticing when I was teleported by this chat group, how could I resist such a great force with that Jiang dog thief who can only play tricks? ”

The madness in Qing He's real person's expression gradually revealed, and the aura of the riot was uncontrollably revealed, which frightened the two who were already a little nervous even more uneasy.

The next moment.

"Ahhh River dog thief, river evil thief! You come out for me, you come out for me!! ”

A flying sword shot out from an unknown place, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed the surrounding rocks and trees in all directions, and the burst of debris even smashed in front of Li Yanqing, looking at the pit close at hand, he was frightened and retreated.

At the same time, the fingers were pinched, and under the interweaving of the fiery flames like a furnace of the Dao, he was about to use a powerful spell to flatten the surroundings, but was interrupted by Li Yanqing's shout:

"Zhenjun! Maybe the Jiang dog thief is dead, so he wasn't teleported with us! ”

Hearing this, Qinghe Zhenren, who was already on the verge of going mad, just woke up from a dream.

Sensing that his state was wrong, he hurriedly took out a jade bottle, poured out a few fresh pills from it, and after taking it, the madness in his eyes gradually receded.

After closing his eyes and calming down for a while, he turned his head with a look of indifference, looked at Li Yanqing, and asked:

"What were you talking about? You repeat! ”

"Small...... The small one is that maybe the river dog thief is dead, so he didn't teleport with us. ”

Li Yanqing had a flattering look, and the crutches in his hand matched his ugly face burned by fire, which was indescribably funny:

"You think! Not only do you have the divine power to destroy the mountains and mountains, but you also prepared so many magic weapons to torture the Jiang dog thief, he is a harlequin who can only talk nonsense, he knows that he has to face you directly, and he has seen so many wonderful magic weapons, so he can't crack his liver and gallbladder? ”

"In the past few days, he has been living under the fear of being stripped of his skin and bones and his soul refining by you, he is a mortal without any cultivation, how can he resist such pressure, he would have died of fright a long time ago!"

The Rongyue Palace Lord on the side hurriedly stepped forward and echoed: "Oops! The prince of Yanqing is right, even if the Jiang dog thief was not scared to death, I am afraid that he would choose to commit suicide in fear of sin under fear! At least it would leave a whole corpse behind. ”

"Damn!"

As a Jindan monk, Qing He heard this, and his mind had already thought through everything, and what followed was deep chagrin.

"It's so hateful to let this dog thief die so cheaply, it's extremely hateful!"

Thinking that this little thief was scared to death because of his actions in the group, causing him to be unable to peel his skin and bones and refine his soul with his own hands, Qinghe Zhenren couldn't help but regret it.

Wouldn't it be better to know that no news would be revealed at all, and then come to this world to slowly concoct him?

But it has come to this, and it is useless to regret it, and the dog thief is already dead anyway.

Qing Hezhen's eyes flickered, and he finally remembered the task on his body, and was about to ask Li Yanqing and the Rongyue Palace Lord on the side, but saw the man in white standing on the side.

"Who?"

The sudden appearance of the man startled Qing He, who had just relaxed his nerves.

You must know that you have used your divine sense to inspect the surrounding area for ten miles dozens of times, but you have not found the slightest figure of this man.

"Huh! Contemptible, martial arts, Zhao Crazy Yin! ”

It wasn't until they heard this man's indifferent voice that Li Yanqing and the Lord of Rongyue Palace on the side noticed this person.

I saw that this man who called himself Zhao Madyin was dressed in silk white clothes embroidered with a faint golden dragon pattern, and on his seemingly elegant face, he had a pair of fiery eyes that seemed to burn the whole world.

And as he took the initiative to speak, a coercion that seemed to come from a higher life level made it a little difficult for both of them to breathe, and even Qinghe Zhenren on the side frowned slightly.

"Martial Realm Zhao Crazy Seal?"

At this time, the Melting Moon Palace Lord, whose breath was slightly steady, was slightly puzzled before he exclaimed:

"You're the one who recently joined the chat group?"

"Not bad!"

While Zhao Madyin nodded slightly, he also glanced sideways at the surrounding environment and several group members, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"At first, I thought it was some unknown means of the opponent, but I didn't expect that there was such a magical thing in the world, bringing us together who were separated from the heavens and all the worlds, and even this world ......"

Speaking of this, he paused, took a deep breath, and then continued:

"Even the breath of this world is completely different from before, it's really strange!"

"Humph! I don't care what kind of world you are, you still obediently cooperate with Benjun now, and completing this group task is what you should do. ”

Although this Zhao Madyin looked extraordinary, Qinghe Zhenren, who had full confidence in himself, did not take this martial artist in his eyes to heart, but stared at him with a gloomy gaze and said.

But he didn't think about it, this Zhao Crazy Yin didn't take his words to heart, just turned around and waved his hand and continued to say in an indifferent tone:

"I'm not interested in any tasks, you can just complete them, and finally get to other worlds, I want to see everywhere."

"I'm afraid it's up to you!"

Qinghe Zhenren, who had not been able to express his grievances because of his own grievances, was angry and made a move, and a flying sword slashed directly at Zhao Yanyin's shoulder.

Seeing that he was about to cut off the arm of the mortal martial artist in front of him who dared to disobey him, Qing Hezi showed a bloodthirsty smile.

Then, in the next moment, a smile fell on his face.

I saw that the Xuanyuan color in Zhao Madyin's hand was swirling, and he had already pinched his flying sword between his two fingers.

At this scene, not only Qinghe Zhenren was shocked, but even the two group members who were also martial artists on the side were shocked.

They never expected that a martial artist could be so capable, and he could actually use his flesh and blood to connect a flying sword that was enough to open mountains and split rocks.

"Although I don't know what the difference between cultivating immortals and martial arts is, the truth should be similar, and if you don't cultivate your state of mind, it's not a long-term way after all."

After throwing the flying sword that suppressed the spirit to the ground, Zhao Madyin didn't look at it, and he didn't even look back from beginning to end.

"You ......"

Qing He Zhenren looked at his abyss-like aura like a high-level body cultivator, and the pace that seemed to shrink into inches, and finally endured this breath, and then motioned for Li Yanqing and the Rongyue Palace Lord to follow him and go to find Xiong Ba's traces.

After Li Yanqing and the Rongyue Palace Lord glanced at each other, they had the heart to step forward to ask Zhao Mad Yin the way of martial arts, but he was afraid of Qinghe Zhenren's obscenity, and finally chose to follow.

Since several people are either martial artists or immortal cultivators, the journey of hundreds of miles is only an hour and the kung fu has been completed, which is still Qinghe Zhenren has to take care of these two so-called masters so slowly.

When a few people followed the video posted by Xiong Ba, they found that he was curled up in the pigsty alone, and the originally domineering long whiskers were mixed with pig feed and feces, and it was difficult to distinguish.

His flushed face and arched body in the filthy pigsty all illustrate his misery.

And what was even more tragic was the words from the mouth of Emperor Chatian, who looked at him playfully beside the pigsty, wearing a mask made of lava on his face:

"Bear Gang Leader, if you can't hold on, don't hold on, give up! If you give up, you will be liberated, and you may even be able to get happiness that you have never experienced before! ”

The single-minded tone and exaggerated hand and foot movements, as if he was really thinking about Xiong Ba.