Xue Peng tried hard a few times, and every time he used his hand hard, the lock spirit ring rebounded with a powerful force and bounced him away.

However, Xue Peng was not surprised, the greater the elasticity, the more valuable the spirit stone this thing is!

Xue Peng remembered that it was said in the overhaul codex that this aura and spiritual treasure were spiritual objects, and they were most afraid of being defiled by filth.

What is filthy?

Pee,?

Neither.

The most filthy thing in the world is blood.

The fierce beast like the tiger eats everything, and its blood is even more filthy.

At that moment, Xue Peng cut open the skin of the tiger with a hand knife, and the palm of his hand was stained with a little blood, and touched the lock spirit ring, and then the thunder in his palm burst out, instantly breaking through the defensive prohibition of the lock spirit ring, and a drop of blood touched the surface.

Zizizizi.

The drop of blood suddenly boiled, a wisp of black smoke came out, the blood steamed dry, and a small black dot appeared on the soul lock ring.

At that moment, Xue Peng sensed that the resistance of the Lock Spirit Ring had greatly decreased.

Xue Peng dripped a few more drops of blood, and with a chaotic sound, the light of the Lock Spirit Ring that no one controlled suddenly dimmed.

Xue Peng didn't use much force, so he took the spirit treasure off the tiger's head.

Seeing this, the cultivators outside either scolded or were heartbroken, scolding Xue Peng for being a loser.

"This bastard, in order to obtain a spiritual treasure, actually used such filthy means. ”

"Lingbao, that's a Lingbao, if you don't practice well for a few years, I'm afraid it will become a piece of scrap iron. ”

"Even if the sacrifice is good, in the end, it can only be reduced to a top-level spiritual weapon, and in the end, it will be difficult to refine it into a spiritual treasure, this damn bastard has ruined a spiritual treasure!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to go in and beat this bastard to death. ”

At this time, beside Xue Bingwen, some cultivators suddenly said angrily, "Brother Yuanshan, you nephew"

Before the cultivator finished speaking, Xue Bingwen scolded angrily, "I'm angry, I'm really angry, this damn little bastard, I will teach him a good lesson." ”

"Fellow Daoists, you must not stop me again this time. ”

Xue Bingwen was indignant and scolded, but said in his heart, "My nephew is worthy of the leader, yes, I have to do this, the spirit treasure belongs to someone else, but if it can become my own, even if the spirit treasure transforms into a spirit weapon, it doesn't matter, it's my own." ”

As Xue Peng took off the lock spirit ring, the demonic power around the tiger suddenly increased tenfold.

The tiger's body grew much taller again, and then it stood up sharply.

Xue Peng was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly retreated.

The tiger glanced at the lock spirit ring in Xue Peng's hand, then looked at Xue Peng, slowly retreated back, and then turned around and ran wildly.

Now, even if its demonic power has recovered somewhat, it already has a shadow in its heart, and it doesn't dare to claw casually.

Seeing that the tiger ran away, Xue Peng was also relieved.

Fang had just forcibly used the thunder method again, and his injuries had already aggravated a lot, and if the tiger fought to the death with him, he would definitely not be an enemy.

After wiping the blood off the lock spirit ring, Xue Peng put it into the Qiankun bag, and then walked towards the distant exit.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped.

Before his eyes, flakes of snow fell.

The snowflake fell on his shoulder, and suddenly a cold air that was more than ten times colder than the ice bird invaded his body, so cold that he couldn't help but shiver, and the operation of the spiritual power in the spiritual veins slowed down, and it was only by relying on the support of the wine and spiritual energy that he was not frozen.

Xue Peng suddenly raised his head, and saw a figure in the sky in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the figure was in front of me.

The person who came was none other than the first person of the younger generation in Qingqiu, Luo Yingzong Tianjiao Mei Yingxue.

Mei Yingxue and Chu Madsheng fought before, and fought several viciously, and finally ended with Mei Yingxue defeating Chu Madsheng.

In this way, the dispute between the old and new generations can be regarded as having a result.

Mei Yingxue slowly fell to the ground.

At this time, Mei Yingxue is no longer as chic as before, her white clothes are damaged, and her beautiful face is quite pale, but the spiritual power in her body is still very strong and vigorous, her eyes are sharp and bright, and she is full of fighting spirit.

Mei Yingxue hadn't used her spiritual skills yet, just relying on the snowflakes condensed by the cold qi emanating from her body, Xue Peng was already a little overwhelmed.

This cultivation is only afraid that it has surpassed ordinary laymen.

There is no need to fight at all, Xue Peng knows, don't say that he is seriously injured at this moment, even if he has just drunk the wine for a short period of time, the golden light protects the body, and the thunder law reappears, he will definitely not be the opponent of Mei Yingxue in front of him at this moment.

Mei Yingxue put her hands behind her back and looked at Xue Peng's eyes with a strange light, "I really didn't expect that this would be Brother Xue standing at the end." ”

"Brother Xue is really hidden!"

Xue Peng's eyes flashed, he had already eaten the fat in his mouth, he was so greedy, it was absolutely impossible to spit it out.

"This fight will definitely not be beaten. ”

"What should I do?"

"What the hell should I do?"

Xue Peng's gaze turned continuously, and after a moment, his gaze was certain.

Xue Peng dusted off the dust on his body, straightened his clothes, and straightened his hair, and then said slowly, "In the mountains and rivers, there should be only you and me left." ”

Mei Yingxue nodded, "I defeated Chu Madsheng, and you defeated Ji Wuyi and Xiao Se, although you are clever, but your Lei Fa is also really strong." ”

Xue Peng laughed when he heard this, "What are Ji Wuyi and Xiao Se, they don't have the qualifications to let me show my real skills at all." ”

Saying that, Xue Peng's expression was extremely dignified Mei Yingxue, and he said word by word, "In my eyes, the younger generation of Qingqiu, only you, Mei Yingxue, can be called my opponent." ”

"Only you admire me for doing my best. ”

"Today, in the map of the hundred miles of mountains and rivers, you and I will be divided into superiors, and see whether you, the Tianjiao of this sect, are better, or I, the immortal disciple of the cold sect, are stronger. ”

Mei Yingxue smiled loudly when she heard this, and her stunning face showed a touch of appreciation, "It's a blessing to be able to fight with Brother Xue today." ”

"Brother Xue, please make a move. As soon as the words fell, Mei Yingxue's spiritual power suddenly surged, and bursts of cold air forced Xue Peng.

Xue Peng only felt that his body was about to stiffen, his face changed, and he said loudly, "Wait." ”

Mei Yingxue frowned slightly when she heard this, "Brother Xue, what else do you have to teach?"

Xue Peng said, "This time, the comparison between you and me can be said to be a century-old event in Qingqiu, and this battle will be passed on for a hundred years." ”

"Therefore, this battle must be absolutely fair and just, you and I can't leave any regrets, does Mei Daoyou think so?"

Mei Yingxue nodded, "I don't know what Brother Xue thinks is unfair?"

Xue Peng nodded and said, "It's really unfair, I see that Mei Daoyou has suffered a lot of injuries at the moment, and his spiritual power is also consumed hugely, what my brother means, Mei Daoyou will recover first." ”

Mei Yingxue smiled when she heard this, "No, Brother Xue can just make a move." ”

Xue Peng said solemnly when he heard this, "This is not possible, Mei Daoyou is injured, even if the younger brother wins, it is not a victory, if Mei Daoyou insists on refusing to recover, then, the younger brother voluntarily admits defeat, you can take this golden bell." ”

Outside the picture of mountains and rivers, the gray-clothed old man showed a touch of appreciation in his eyes when he heard this, and nodded, "Although this son is stubborn, his character is not bad!"

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