Chapter Two Hundred and Five
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He couldn't care so much about being scorched, and the first time he saw such a scene, he laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
There were a total of twenty-one thunder tribulations of the Second Tribulation Jindan, and the heavens favored him, only six of them landed on him, and the remaining fifteen fierce and hateful ones all fell on this man's body.
Shen Qian is now deeply sympathetic, and the words can no longer fully express his feelings.
No, how could he sympathize with him?
Didn't this guy still want to kill him just now?
Shen Qian spit on himself, looking gloomily at the man who was chopped and temporarily unable to move.
I thought about at least a thousand ways to get revenge on him, but he could only think about it, and the reality was very skinny.
Although he was cut less, he also suffered heavy internal injuries.
At this moment, the aura between heaven and earth converged again, forcing Shen Qian to come down and inherit this aura.
The aura poured in from the top of his head like a whirlpool, and this time it was a little too fast, and he couldn't bear it a little, and his face turned slightly pale.
However, this situation did not last long, and it took about a quarter of an hour for the aura empowerment to stop.
After stopping, Shen Qian's realm had already reached the middle stage of the Second Tribulation Jindan.
The man had just recovered and couldn't help but marvel when he saw such a spectacle, as well as Shen Qian's realm.
"You are really very powerful, such a cultivation method, I am afraid that the Six Tribulations Golden Pill will not be a matter of too long for you. ”
Shen Qian was irrigated by the aura, and his spiritual power and injuries had already recovered.
I feel that my hearing, eyesight, and body lightness are much stronger than before.
However, before Shen Qian had time to rejoice, his first reaction was to jump up and run.
He can't stop that guy now, and if he kills again, he can only say goodbye to this world.
When the man reacted, Shen Qian had already scurried out of the distance like a rabbit.
He hooked his lips weirdly and smiled, his hand was sent to the front, and then he pulled, and the suction of the spiritual power gathered grabbed Shen Qian, who had almost become a small dot, back.
Shen Qian was about to run to Feng Mian's side, but who knew that this sudden burst of suction would suck him back.
Feng Mian and the others were pushed to a very far place by that too powerful aura, and they had just turned around.
It was also just now that he saw Shen Qian, but it was that moment, he went back again, something must have happened.
Is there anyone over there?
And it will be bad for the young master?!
Feng Mian's heart tightened, and he hurriedly rushed to the direction of the Evil Spirit.
The people in the back don't know what's going on, they also saw Shen Qian just now but didn't think about it so much, now that they think about it, it doesn't seem to be like that.
Something must have happened on Shen Qian's side.
Their hearts also tightened suddenly, and they rushed to that side.
After Shen Qian was pulled back, the man was also the master who didn't talk nonsense with Shen Qian, and slapped Shen Qian directly.
Seeing this tiger and tiger palm, Shen Qian's heart suddenly thought: It's over, this time I'm going to die young, Master, you have to keep your promise and fish me out of the underworld!
Shen Qian's heart was cold, and he collapsed slightly.
However, things did not go as he imagined, he did take a slap and vomit blood, but the man did not want his life.
"Boy, think about it again, either you worship me as a teacher, or I kill you, choose for yourself. ”
Shen Qian raised his hand to wipe the blood on the side of his mouth, got up, looked at him proudly, and said, "If you want me to worship you as a teacher, you are not worthy!"
When the man heard this, he didn't laugh angrily, and said, "You little doll, your heart is higher than the sky, I'm so powerful, isn't it enough to be your master?"
Shen Qian said: "I already have a master, if you want to find an apprentice, please do another." ”
"What? Do you have a master? Who is your master? Wei Jin, Ling Xu, or Qin Ju?" The man was slightly angry, feeling that Shen Qian was simply too ignorant, he was such a master as his master, he even dared to pick and choose.
Shen Qian sneered: "Don't waste your thoughts, my master, you will never be able to compare to him." ”
Do you still want to be his master? Let's take a mirror and look at my own frustration.
Hurt him like this, and want to kill him.
Is this how all the apprentices have been worshipping all these years?
It's still unreasonable?!
"Who is your master?!" The man was completely angry, and he had to say one, two, three.
What kind of person is he, and who can compare to him?
Shen Qian smiled and said, "You listen to me, my master is, often hate!"
The man was slightly stunned and said, "Impossible, how can you be his apprentice?"
Shen Qian brushed his sleeves, pinched a dusting trick, and cleaned his whole body.
The blue robe, snow-white hair, and delicate face are the most striking marks on his forehead.
In the Three Realms, no matter which monk sees it, he will recognize the flow pattern.
Netherworld Flame Flow Pattern, in this world, there is only one person who can leave such a mark on his apprentice.
When the man saw this mark, he believed that Shen Qian was not lying, but when he looked at Shen Qian's eyes, they were full of murderous energy.
"Since you are his apprentice, it is even more difficult to keep you!"
As he spoke, the man slapped Shen Qian.
Shen Qian's heart is calm at this moment, the master has been saved, he is worthy of his heart, even if he dies now, he can be regarded as a well-deserved death.
If he was afraid of death when he first crossed over here, then at this moment, he was not afraid.
People will eventually die, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai.
Such a death can be regarded as heavier than Mount Tai.
This palm spiritual power came extremely fast, and Shen Qian didn't even have time to blink his eyes before he was already in front of him.
Before the palm power arrived, the wind had already blown Shen Qian's face a little painful.
Fortunately, the clothes he was wearing were excellent, and such a palm wind did not really hurt him except for blowing the hem of his clothes backwards.
Just as he was about to make a move, someone suddenly pulled him, and with a bang, he crashed into one of his arms.
Shen Qian raised his head and looked at the beautiful young man in blue suspiciously, but he didn't recognize anyone for a while.
Among his friends, there doesn't seem to be such a person.
The young man protected him tightly, raised his chin to look at the man, and said, "Hongyu Sanren, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still so cheap." ”
Hearing this voice, Shen Qian was shocked.
It's Master!
Shen Qian suddenly wanted to cry a little, and he became a little excited.
And when Hongyu Sanren heard the words of Chang Hate, his face was extremely ugly.
Chang Hate pulled Shen Qian behind him and said, "Little apprentice, you stay here obediently, Master will kill the dog that doesn't have long eyes, and then take you home to heal." ”