Chapter 56

The green-robed prince Sun Shushen is like a green-robed god, floating to the ground.

Jasper swims in the dragon sword, returned to the sheath.

After Sun Shushen landed, he didn't have the joy of killing with one blow, and instead of looking at the shocking hole, he looked lazily at the place where the Yunlong spear was inserted.

When climbing the Qingyun Ladder, Xu Xiaoxian had already heard of the mysterious body method of climbing the mountain before climbing the mountain.

Whether it was Da Kunlun's Zhenshan Divine Power 'Fractal Scattering', he didn't want to know. He just wanted to know that this young man who had not yet attained the Pill in the Primal Realm of Tiling was still enough for him to perform his body technique a few times.

Once, twice, or three times?

Sun Shushen, the green-robed prince, felt that Xu Xiaoxian's performance again was already the limit.

In the initial realm of Tiling, he couldn't touch the threshold of Xiao Changsheng, and no matter how strong the true yuan in his body was, he still couldn't reach the level of condensation of the true yuan knot pill.

Being able to raise the Jasper Dragon Sword in the Tower of Babel, a green-robed boy who has been raising it for forty years, has never lacked patience, and he is willing to wait.

Willing to wait for the moment when the young Huangting Palace is exhausted.

At that moment, he raised his hand and dropped the scissors.

He wanted to look at the young man who devoured his natal beast in the ten-mile peach orchard, and was used by himself with golden scissors, one gate, two sections.

Dead.

Dao Elimination.

He also wanted to see the splendour, brilliance, and silhouette of the vermilion bird that lived in the boy's body when he left.

Sun Shushen was like a lazy, arrogant orange cat, indifferently looking at the place where the cloud dragon spear was inserted.

As he expected.

A phantom shadow appeared next to the cloud dragon spear, gradually condensing into an entity, which was Xu Xiaoxian's figure.

Xu Xiaoxian grinned at Sun Shushen before he showed his figure, and then slowly pulled out the cloud dragon spear and stood with the spear.

The two looked at each other again, a hundred feet away.

Xu Xiaoxian is full of energy, and the true yuan in his body is still like a gurgling mountain spring, endless.

The green-robed boy's eyes flew down, lazy to indifferent, indifferent to cold, and a trace of murderous aura rose between his eyebrows.

Unsuppressible.

Sun Shushen's eyes became more and more gloomy, like a vulture hidden in the night.

"Xu Xiaoxian, this son will see how long you can dodge with your body!"

Before the words fell, the jasper dragon sword was sonorously unsheathed again, the dragon roared, the green light flashed, and the green-robed prince Sun Shushen was already on the jasper dragon sword.

The sound of swords roared.

In just half a breath, the green-robed prince Sun Shushen crossed a distance of a hundred zhang, turned into a claw with one hand, and grabbed the void.

A large turquoise paw print fell like a cage.

There are very few people in the little immortal cultivators who can cultivate the supernatural powers.

The void becomes a claw, and the ground is a prison.

The cage made of huge paw prints was only six or seven zhang away from Xu Xiaoxian.

The space was distorted, and the monstrous coercion was surging in all directions, and Xu Xiaoxian seemed to have walked into an airtight box, as if he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Xu Xiaoxian did not retreat but advanced, and the true yuan in his body was overwhelming, and he threw the cloud dragon spear with one hand, stepped on the gang fight, and raised his fist to meet the attack.

The left hand opens the mountain, and the right hand catches the tiger.

Seventy-two Ways of Ground Fist!

In an instant, Xu Xiaoxian threw three hundred and sixty punches.

The fiery red fist shadow in the sky condensed into a huge fist and hedged against the turquoise paw prints, and between the lightning and flint, the short arms were connected.

The fiery red fist was crushed by the turquoise paw print, and the fireworks were scattered in an instant.

The emerald paw prints only trembled for a moment, and the air seemed to crack through a crack.

There was only a faint tremble, a crevice for the wind to blow.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoxian's figure was like a swaying wind blowing through the canyon, with the whimper of the wind blowing the canyon, and it came out of the enveloping range of the emerald paw prints.

Looking back, the turquoise paw prints had gripped the earth into five shocking ravines.

Xu Xiaoxian is already two hundred zhang away.

The cloud dragon spear was also in the hands of the young man.

'Crossing the mountain and listening to the birds', one of the three supernatural powers in the "Divine Ape Enlightenment Sutra".

Five years ago, in the ten-mile Taoyuan, when Lu Youjiao, a man from the Lu family, took Xu Xiaoxian to catch the golden-winged kite, he used it once.

The boy didn't deliberately imitate it, and still did his best.

For the first realm of Tiling, it is convenient to survive in the cracks in an instant, and it is two hundred zhang away in an instant.

It's the ultimate!

The teenager who has no distractions in everything has done it to the extreme.

The green-robed prince Sun Shushen stepped on the jasper dragon sword, looking at the young man two hundred zhang away, his eyes were cloudy.

......

Somewhere in the clouds.

On a plantain leaf.

A plain woman frowned, then stretched out again.

Absolutely beautiful, stunners are not good.

She exhaled softly and whispered: "Doll, the light can hide, but it can't be a fool! A ruffian fights must have a back and forth! If you win again, you will be a man, a man." ”

......

The summit of the southeast peak.

Voices.

Only a cardamom girl stood quietly beside a man on an iron tower.

The man in the iron tower clenched his fists, the green tendons on Qiu Hong's muscles burst out, beads of sweat rolled on his forehead, and even his breathing became extremely heavy.

The cardamom girl beside him was quiet, very quiet, terrifyingly quiet.

......

In the secret chamber of the Cave of Immortality.

Li Daniu, an old Taoist with silver hair, was guarding the one hundred and eight immortal lamps, and the lanterns were flourishing, and the lamps were like the rising red sun, full of vitality.

The old Taoist asked the young Taoist priest beside him softly: "Six Zen, can you come to a hexagram?"

The young Taoist priest nodded, stretched out his four-fingered left hand to pick up the wine jar on the table, poured a few sips of old wine, and then spit out a mouthful of wine mist into the air.

The vision is abrupt.

The wine mist stayed in the air, did not fall for a long time, and slowly converged into a picture.

The picture is blurry and unreal, only four characters are frozen in the eyes of the old Taoist.

Extraordinarily harsh.

'Nine deaths, one life. ’

The four characters are like four sharp knives, and they stab at the old Taoist man with silver threads at the same time.

The old Taoist body trembled, and he rarely stood unsteadily, and the young Taoist priest supported him and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, don't worry, this is the upper hexagram." ”

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Really?"

The young Taoist priest nodded and said: "This is the 'official ghost anti-line hexagram', the auspicious place is ambushed, the evil is hidden in the auspicious, the life is close to the noble, right and wrong are inevitable, there must be three life and death disasters in a lifetime, and there is no escape."

The 'lucky line' of nine deaths and a lifetime is in the hurdle, although it is often in danger and it is difficult to die.

If the position is present, there will be a dragon out, and the skills will be overwhelming, such as the goddess Tianqiong pen, writing books and sayings, the name will be passed on to future generations, and the gospel is boundless. ”

The old Taoist Li Daniu shook his head and said, "To put it bluntly. ”

The young Taoist priest chuckled and said, "When the dragon comes out, Xu Xiaoxian will win." ”

The silver-haired old Taoist did not speak again, and fell into deep thought.

Canglong out?

How to get out of the dragon?

He didn't have an answer, but he still firmly believed in this younger and younger brother, Su Liuchan, who only had four fingers on his left hand.

......

In the battle array.

The green-robed boy's eyes suddenly converged when he looked at Xu Xiaoxian, and was replaced by an inexplicable indifference.

He asked the sky with two fingers.

The aura around the body instantly distorted and condensed.

Glimpse.

A three-zhang sword qi soared into the blue sky.

Two hundred zhang away.

The slightly thin boy seemed to be imitating him.

Two fingers.

Ask the sky.

Ask the heavens again.

Ask the sky again.

One after another, the nine-foot sword qi roared into the air.

The young man is still asking the sky with two fingers, and asking the sky again.

Never get tired of it.