Chapter 61: Colorful Tokens

I saw that in the blood-red eyes of Qingzun, the spiritual light continued to flash, and the demonic aura on his body soared to the sky, and he naturally did not dare to provoke the four spirits in ancient times, I am afraid that the four spirits can make him die if he sneezes!

After the nourishment of countless blood and qi, he finally broke through the god transformation period and reached the god transformation stage, at this moment, these four spirits are just condensed with the help of the formation, and the strongest cultivation is no more than Jin Dan, how can he be afraid as a heavenly beast!

He was full of demonic energy, and suddenly waved his big hand, and a blood-colored vortex formed in the palm of his hand, and he saw the blood mist that permeated the heaven and earth quickly converged towards his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The blood mist was accompanied by the aura, forming a huge blood-colored vortex, and in an instant, the entire sky seemed to be covered with blood, and the monks in the formation oppressed by the powerful demonic qi spat out blood in a big gulp.

After the demon beast cultivates to the Heavenly Beast, the chaotic demonic qi will condense in its body, and this chaotic demonic qi has a huge oppressive power on human cultivators.

I saw that Qingzun's eyes kept flashing with cruel eyes, and he shouted: "Go!"

Immediately, the blood-colored storm condensed in his hand was fiercely thrown towards the formation, and the blood-colored storm was like a raging dragon, mercilessly hitting the formation, how could the monk in the formation be the opponent of the powerful power of the divine transformation period!

In an instant, the formation kept trembling, and one by one the monks kept falling from the formation, falling to the ground fiercely, spitting out blood, and some monks even turned into blood mist and died at that moment.

Without the maintenance of the monks, the formation was naturally self-defeating, and in the face of such a powerful enemy, not to mention the six true beasts of the Yuan Infant level, a deep despair surged in the hearts of the monks!

Su Xuan was always ready to enter the small world, Su Xuan's eyes showed a fierce color, staring at the so-called Qingzun, at this moment, his determination to become stronger further became extremely firm.

If he had a strong cultivation today, he might not have watched his compatriots being torn apart by demon beasts, even though he joined the monk army for profit, but after so many days of bloody fighting, he did not leave a sincere emotion in his heart!

The demonic aura on Qingzun's body became even stronger, and with a wave of his big hand, ten huge wolf heads emerged, bloodthirsty, and his eyes looked a little scary, and he pounced on the monks with a furious roar.

The monks seemed to have made up their minds, and they would die violently, and at the moment when ten wolf heads opened their bloody mouths and were about to devour the monks, at that moment even many monks' bodies swelled rapidly!

Between the lightning and flint, "Alas......!"

An old sigh came from between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the ten huge wolf heads snapped, like thin ice that could not withstand heavy blows, and shattered with a bang!

"Who? who is it!" said Na Qingzun in a bit of a panic.

He was already a heavenly beast, quite a power at the level of human god transformation, and that old sigh seemed to be weak in his twilight years, but it was his spell that shattered!

How could he not be frightened? That old sigh made him tremble, he was originally a silver wolf spirit in the Dan furnace, he had become a demon for ten thousand years, absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and had cultivated for ten thousand years to reach such a realm.

How could he not tremble! Not afraid!

At this moment, the human monks couldn't help but be taken aback, they thought that they would definitely die, but they were saved at this moment, how could they not be surprised, how could they not be surprised!

In a moment, the space continued to shook, and I saw that the space was torn apart, and out of it came an old man dressed in gray, followed by a scholar.

The moment the gray-clothed old man appeared, Su Xuan was stunned, and looked at all this with his mouth wide open, because he found that the gray-clothed old man who came out of the tearing space at this moment was the gray-clothed old man of the Pill Pavilion.

He once thought that there would be an old man who was peerless, but he never thought that this old man in gray would have the ability to tear through space!

The gray-clothed old man stood quietly, and at this moment there was a meaning on his body that could not be expressed in words.

There is no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if there is no difference between humans and demon beasts in his eyes!

When Qingzun saw that the gray-clothed old man was so unfathomable, he immediately turned into a white light and kept fleeing into the distance.

In a few moments, the figure of Qingzun disappeared.

The gray-clothed old man did not panic, and then threw out a silver light in his hand, and his eyes emitted a fine light, and he looked into the distance motionlessly.

After a while, the silver light flashed and appeared in the hands of the gray-clothed old man, the gray-clothed old man's fingers were gently pinched, and in an instant, the invincible Qingzun turned into blood mist!

It was remembered that the old man was included in the sleeve.

Then the scholar behind the gray-clothed old man came in a crisp but majestic voice: "The culprit has been ambushed, and the remaining demon beasts are not ready to leave, and Tianzun disdains to kill you!"

The demon beasts in the battlefield listened to the words of the scholar, as if they had obtained a life-saving straw, and in an instant, countless demon beasts instantly fled in all directions.

The demon beast retreated, and the monks cheered, and at this moment they wept, and they cried for the dead hot-blooded monks!

At this moment, the scores on the score boards of all the monks skyrocketed, and the mechanical voice in Su Xuan's mind came again: "One hundred thousand points, which can be exchanged for one Zhuji Dan, ranking ninety-ninth!"

The three words "Tsukidan" kept exploding in Su Xuan's mind, and at that moment, his whole heart had irrepressible excitement, Tsukidan! That's right, it was the Tsukidan he dreamed of!

Just when Su Xuan was ecstatic, suddenly Su Xuan was pulled into an unknown space by the old man in gray, in the space, the stars were twinkling, Su Xuan felt that this was somewhat similar to the starry sky of the purple-robed man, what did Su Xuan think.

The figure of the gray-clothed old man flashed, and when he came to Su Xuan, the voice of vicissitudes came: "Little friend, we meet again!"

Su Xuan respectfully hugged his fists and called out to his seniors.

I saw that the gray-clothed old man threw Su Xuan a colorful token, with a heavenly character on it, which was particularly dazzling.

Then the old man in gray said:

"This Tianzhen Star has nine sub-stars, if you have the ability to leave this Tianzhen Star in the future and come to that Muran Star, this colorful token can help you find the old man, and the old man can accept you as a disciple, at this moment you are nine thousand one hundred and two registered disciples for the old man!"

Without waiting for Su Xuan to react, suddenly the space ceased to exist, and the old man in gray disappeared!

Seeing that Su Xuan was in a daze, Qin Fatzi couldn't help but snort and said, "Brother Su, what are you looking at!"

Hearing Qin Fatzi's voice, Su Xuan's whole body shook suddenly, and he said with some embarrassment: "Huh...... It turned out to be Brother Qin! I don't know what to do!

The fat on Fat Qin's face kept trembling and laughed: "Of course I, Fat Qin, am here to see if Brother Su is dead, you stand there alone and don't move, I still think you have no soul!"