Two rays of light rushed into the cave, and at the same time screamed, turning into a green dragon and a fire lion. The green dragon and the fire lion glanced at each other, and at the same time stopped the light, and looked towards the ordinary with a brush. However, in the eyes of the two strange beasts, there was a look of disbelief in each other at the same time, and neither of them stepped forward first. Yu Zhenzi's spiritual sense swept away, and he had already recognized these two strange beasts: the green dragon head had no horns on it, and its face was like a green indigo, which must be the remnant of the ancient dragon clan, commonly known as the green face Jiao; Yu Zhenzi sneered slightly, and quickly read to judge the situation:

"Although these two strange beasts are fierce, they are only the cultivation of the Jindan period, and they are not afraid at all. Even if Lao Tzu can't achieve mana, it is not difficult to kill these two demon beasts. If I don't save him when I see death, this kid will inevitably be frozen by the cold air of the white jade and zhuguo, and he will be killed in an instant. Whether this kid is dead or alive, Lao Tzu doesn't care at all, but as soon as he dies, Chixiao will lose his master, and it will only be one hundred and eighty years at most, and the machine spirit will disperse on its own. At that time, Lao Tzu's soul will also be scattered, and he will not be able to be reborn forever. Let's go, for the sake of us riding in the same boat, Lao Tzu will save you. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and immediately transported his mana, and flew towards the ordinary vest with Chixiao.

How do ordinary people know that the wild fruit that they are hungry and eat with relish is actually a rare famous species in the world - white jade vermilion fruit. The white jade Zhu fruit is surnamed Qihan, and it only grows occasionally in the extremely cold places outside Mobeisai. This fruit blooms in 50 years, bears fruit in 150 years, and ripens in 300 years, I don't know how much cold air between heaven and earth has been absorbed. Ordinary people ate in a hurry, but they didn't refine with their own cultivation, and the infinite cold qi in the fruit erupted, how could he bear it?

Just when the ordinary was full of panic and thought that he was going to die, suddenly Chixiao let out a long groan, turning into a dazzling red light sticking to his back. Ordinary was touched by the red light, and the vest was blazing for a while, only to feel a stream of heat flowing along the vest and all the way to the whole body. Wherever the heat flowed, the cold cleared, but as soon as the heat receded, the cold current surged up again, freezing him to the point of shivering. Yu Zhenzi secretly scolded the stupid, stepped up the mana, and immediately suppressed the cold air. Yu Zhenzi suppressed it with mana while peeking at it with his spiritual sense, wishing that the two spirit beasts were fighting endlessly, and it would be good if both were defeated.

I don't know how long it took, the blue-faced Jiao and the Huoyun Lion glanced at each other, and at the same time pounced on each other. It turned out that they had such a thought in their hearts at the same time: "The one who devoured Zhu Guo was just a mortal." Since Zhu Guo was swallowed by him, he would be a dead man sooner or later. It's better to fight this fight back first, so that I can have it alone. ”

These two beasts are all cultivators of the Jindan period, and they have long had a deep grudge against each other in order to compete for this Zhu Guo, and at this time, life and death are at stake, so they have to go all out. I saw that the green dragon shook its head, and a five-colored auspicious cloud was born under its feet, supporting its body and rising. It's just that in the clouds, it can't help but have a layer of light gray, which looks mixed and impure. Yu Zhenzi swept it with his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but secretly praise: "It is said that dragons give birth to nine sons, each of which is different." Although this blue-faced Jiao's blood is not pure, after all, it is also a natural dragon species, and since it was born, it has the magic power to control the clouds and control the wind and thunder. This guy has no one to guide him, and he can actually condense into a golden pill, but I am afraid that it took countless years and countless hard work. Wouldn't it be a pity if it was slashed with a sword?"

When I looked at the fire cloud lion again, I saw it on all four paws on the ground, looking up to the sky and roaring fiercely. Everywhere the roar passed, the mountains and forests shook, and the wind and clouds changed color. The Fire Cloud Lion roared, and shook the red hair that was like fire all over his body, and countless firelights shot out, creating a huge circle around his body. When Yu Zhenzi saw it, he couldn't help but secretly applaud: "No wonder they all say that the wind is from the tiger, the cloud is from the dragon, the lion and the tiger, etc., he is born to be the king of beasts. I'll let them fight for a fight, and when both sides are exhausted, then I'll be able to get there. ”

Thinking of this, Yu Zhenzi felt a great peace in his heart, and he no longer made reservations at the moment, and poured a body of mana into the ordinary body continuously. Ordinary people were poured into his incomparable mana, and the cold in his body disappeared in an instant, as if he was in a furnace, and his whole body was hot. Although he didn't know that Yu Zhenzi was using his own cultivation to help him refine his medicinal power, his whole body gradually warmed up, and he was also very grateful in his heart. After another moment, the medicinal power of the white jade and zhuguo diverged, and gradually merged with the mana of the jade Zhenzi, and the true qi contained in the dantian lost its mastery, and it was in a daze, and when it came, it seemed that he was in a furnace, and he couldn't help but whisper.

After a while, Ping Fan gradually realized that there seemed to be countless true qi surging in his body. However, some of these true qi were extremely cold, some were extremely hot, and they could never be fused. In other words, as long as he meditates for a while, he can be like a calm heart, and his breath is smooth, but at this time, the more lucky, the more uncomfortable the limbs and bones, it seems that there are countless knives in every tendon and vein acupoint. Ordinary people were afraid that Yu Zhenzi would be surprised, so they could only bite their lips and endure it desperately. But at this time, his whole body trembled, sweating like rain, but how could he hide it?

Ordinary people naturally don't know that this white jade vermilion fruit is not only extremely cold, but the medicinal power of the fruit can help cultivators increase their cultivation for more than 100 years. It's just that this Zhu Guo medicine is extremely fierce, even if it is a Jindan stage monk, he only dares to take it after refining. Now that he swallowed it in a daze, how could he resist it? If it weren't for Yu Zhenzi's help, he would have froze all over his body and become a real zombie.

I don't know how long it took, the two streams of cold and heat in his body attacked endlessly, and his body was like a battlefield, constantly entangled and impacted. Although Yu Zhenzi's cultivation is deep, he can only suppress this cold qi and never be able to eliminate it. Gradually, the two air currents became tighter and tighter, as if they were being held tightly by two invisible big hands, squeezing desperately. Pingfan opened his mouth wide, desperately trying to exhale the airflow in his body, but as soon as the airflow reached his throat, it naturally flowed back, and he fought endlessly in the dantian. Ordinary people were tormented by these ten thousand needles and thorns, cold and heat, and couldn't help but be frightened and angry, and secretly scolded: "Your grandma, if you want to die, you will die, and if you live, what is the matter with such an immortal?"

Suddenly, Ping Fan suddenly thought: "Today's scene is somewhat similar to the appearance of my foundation." It's better for me to regulate the mind of the Qing School, and maybe there is a glimmer of life. Master Qing Xuan only said that I was not allowed to use the spells of the Shangqing Palace, but he did not say that I was not allowed to use the mental methods of the Shangqing Palace. ”

Thinking of this, Ping Fan reluctantly supported himself and slowly guided these two air currents to carry them in the tendons and veins. Although these two airflows are not refined by themselves, they have been stored in the dantian, so they are in harmony with their own breath, and they can also be used. As soon as the two air currents were guided, they gradually flowed from the dantian towards the limbs and hundreds of remains. Wherever the two air currents flowed, the muscles and veins were all heated, and as soon as the heat passed, another ice line immediately rushed in, canceling out the heat. In this way, it was carried for twelve weeks in succession, and the cold and hot air currents seemed to disappear out of thin air and merged into the dantian.

Ordinary people naturally wouldn't know that the collision of the two cold and hot air currents in his body was equivalent to Yu Zhenzi using mana as a medium to forcibly help him refine the medicinal power of the white jade zhuguo.

Since the medicinal power has dissolved, the ordinary no longer has to suffer from the cold and heat attack, the ordinary closed his eyes and looked inward, only to see that his own essence was stabilized by the medicinal power, and it was not damaged at all, and even the eight veins of the Qi Jing that had been broken gradually became stable at this time. However, in the dantian, it is still empty, and it seems to be no different from ordinary people. With a fist in his hand, with a "bang", he smashed a stone the size of a grinding plate, and Ping Fan stretched out his tongue, but he was happy in his heart: "Although I have no mana now, fortunately, I still have the strength." Now that I am healthy and young, as long as I practice diligently, there will always be a day of recovery in the future. Compared to the previous appearance of being covered in pain and struggling to walk, now it is really much better. ”

When the ordinary came back to his senses, he suddenly saw a flash of lightning crossing the night sky, and then he heard a loud "boom", and the Purple Cloud Cliff was hit by the electric light, falling dozens of stones the size of tables and chairs. Seeing the stone coming, Huoyun Tiger didn't panic at all, not only did he refuse to reflexively retreat, but instead jumped into the air, cut the two-foot-long giant tail, and greeted it upwards like a soft whip. I only heard a few loud "bangs" and "bangs", and all the boulders that smashed overhead were swept by the tiger's tail and scattered to the ground one after another. The Fire Cloud Tiger smashed the boulder, castrated himself, opened his mouth in mid-air, and spewed out a pillar of fire the thickness of a basin!

The pillar of fire exited, and it became like a cannonball, and it shot at the blue-faced Jiao in the air. The green-faced Jiao let out a long groan, lowered his head in the ground, and a column of water of the same thickness greeted him. The column of water and the pillar of fire touched in the air, making a light sound of "snort", and in the middle of the air, there was suddenly a curtain of green smoke. As soon as the green smoke dispersed, the water column and the fire column all disappeared, and the sky returned to clarity in a blink of an eye.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, looking at this rare fighting method, he was a little stunned for a while.

After another moment, the blue-faced Jiao suddenly swung its tail and flew high, and then suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and the dragon had disappeared. Seeing this, Ping Fan couldn't help but be surprised, and thought to himself: "It turns out that this Jiaolong will still be invisible! Huoyun Lion is on the ground, and he has already suffered a loss when he fights the Fa, and now that even the enemy is gone, isn't it inevitable that he will lose?"

Before he could think about it, he saw the Fire Cloud Lion raise his head and let out a long roar, and he ran wildly with his legs in the Purple Cloud Cliff Sword. Pingfa stared intently, and saw that the Huoyun Lion turned in a huge circle from west to east. Seeing this, Ping Fan couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "This dragon hides in its shape, obviously trying to take advantage of your unpreparedness and come behind you." Why are you going around in circles here without trying to get out?"

was muttering to himself, but he saw that the fire cloud lion was running faster and faster, and gradually turned into an afterimage, blowing a whirlwind on the purple cloud cliff. Seeing this, Ping Fan suddenly realized, and said to himself: "Yes, that dragon is good at concealing its body, and when the Huoyun Lion is unprepared, it can occupy a favorable location and launch a thunderous sneak attack from a high altitude." This Fire Cloud Lion refused to be fooled, just like I said to deal with Senior Brother Mo, relying on his body to dodge his attacks. Once the dragon strikes, it can accurately judge the opponent's position and launch a pillar of fire to attack the enemy. The dragon must have known its countermeasures, so he was reluctant to take action. I can't imagine that the world is so big, it's really strange, it's these two chusheng, and they also have such powerful minds!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a flash of lightning in the air, and more than a dozen arm-thick lightning bolts rushed down with rumbling thunder!

(Well, this chapter is really badly written, it was in a bad state last night, it was like sleepwalking, it was written in a mess, and Junli just rewrote it.) Well, Junli apologized to everyone! The next chapter, let the little white children's shoes be powerful, hehe! Anyway, let's drop the little white children's shoes have been in the bag for a long time, it's time to let it out to breathe, isn't it? This foreshadowing is buried deep enough, right?