Chapter 211: The Burial Ground of the Dragon (Part II)

Tianya gritted his teeth and firmly blocked the wooden door of the bamboo house, although he was hesitating, whether to call Qi Tian to come out and inform Qi Tian that it was now the appointed day, but he must not let outsiders break into the place where Qi Tian was!

"Do you want to die?" Bai Zhanji's words were frivolous and threatening, "If you want to die, I will fulfill you! There has never been an ant that can stand in front of me and survive!"

Qi Tian heard the conversation indoors, and naturally saw Tianya's performance, he was still very satisfied with what Tianya had done recently, and although Tianya now has cultivation, but because of the curse, he can't use it, this kind of effort to kill a miscellaneous matter, Qi Tian doesn't mind making a move.

Just when the white fighter was about to kill him, there was a "squeak-" sound, and the door of the wooden house actually opened!

Bai Zhanji naturally glanced at the room, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "What kind of master should I be? Sure enough, I am selling my reputation and reputation! Uncle Ben hasn't done much tricks yet! You are now soft? You are good at being soft, and you know how to judge the situation, and you can also be a lackey by Uncle Ben's side." ”

"Brother Bai has his own majesty, which makes people frightened! Who dares not to surrender to Brother Bai?" A group of minions behind him hurriedly patted their assemblies when they saw this scene.

Actually, who is the White Fighter?

The most famous of the great man is his holy son, who embarks on an expedition. But no one had ever heard of a White Fighter.

But within the Ten Thousand Bodies Sect, Bai Zhanji is a person who can walk sideways! He is most famous for three points: first, he is the only junior disciple on the expedition, and secondly, his father is the personal master of the expedition, and finally he is famous. is that he is really an idle, unlearned, and bullying man and woman.

This time, for the matter of the burial ground of the Great Sage of the Descending Dragon, almost one-tenth of the young generation of the entire Ten Thousand Bodies Great Sect was dispatched, and the white fighters were naturally idle.

What's more, Bai Zhanji's father, Bai Qi, knew that he had an expedition to follow his sad son, and he was not worried.

Unexpectedly, the white fighter who had just come to Wulai Town. Because he can speak well on the expedition, it has attracted the pursuit and flattery of a large number of monks.

Unconsciously, Bai Zhanji heard about the most rumored thing in Wulai Town in the mouths of these dogs--Qi Tian was killed by one person and flew up to the monk in half a step! Everyone unanimously pushed Qi Tian to the same height as the four stars of the Demon Cultivation Sea!

As far as the white fighters are concerned, no one is allowed to challenge the majesty of the expedition! Not to mention how can a small mountain and wild man who does not know where he came from be on a par with the expedition?

Just taking advantage of the expedition to meet with other forces and have a meal, the white fighter plane came here to look for Qitian's trouble!

The white fighter saw that the door that was opened was dark, and there was not the slightest light in this bamboo house!

And a few strands of purple are especially mysterious against this black background, it is as fast as a lightning bolt, and it does not even blink an eye. It seemed that he had just appeared in the field of vision of the white fighter, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, like an illusion!

And after this illusion, Bai Zhanji saw his body that began to melt!

"You! You poisoned me, you dare to harm me!" Bai Zhanji said in disbelief, but the movements of his hands were very fast, and he didn't know when he took out a lot of pills from the storage ring!

His purple melted flesh and blood were stuffed into his mouth along with various life-saving pills, "If you still want to live well." Then give me the antidote! Do you know who I am? I am a white fighter, and I am my senior brother when I go on an expedition. Bai Qi is my father!"

The medicine that Bai Zhanji took did not reduce the effect at all, and because Bai Zhanji did not feel pain when he saw his flesh and blood melt at first, he was not very afraid, but at this moment, he saw a big hole appear between his chest and abdomen, and he instantly felt the threat and fear of death!

The white fighter can't even speak at the moment!

"Who is the expedition, and what is Bai Qi?" Qi Tian walked out of the bamboo house. "Those big people and geniuses in your eyes are just dung in my eyes, and they don't even have the qualifications to be my stepping stones!"

I don't know if it's because Bai Zhanji has taken a lot of genius earth treasures, and Bai Zhanji still has a head left at this moment.

"You, why are you so arrogant!" Bai Zhanji realized that he might be certain to die this time, but he was not so frightened. Instead, a question arose in his heart, "My senior brother, that's a rare immortal cultivator for a thousand years!"

"What is a rare sight in a thousand years, what is a rare sight in ten thousand years?" Qi Tian glanced at Bai Zhanji contemptuously, just contemptuously, but without mockery, "In this way, your so-called geniuses abound on the road to becoming immortals, and even those who are born immortals also exist in this world." But what are they in front of me?"

"Raw...... Whereas...... For immortals?" Bai Zhanji didn't even have the slightest strength, he couldn't see anything, and the divine consciousness that could survive even after his physical body was destroyed in the past also withered to the extreme.

Seeing that the white fighter had held out for a moment and a half, and the group of people behind him had already turned into a puddle of purple, Qi Tian's eyes couldn't help but show a different color, he looked at the white fighter carefully, and found the slightest clue!

In the purple flesh and blood of this white fighter, there is a trace of red! This red is actually under the effect of the god-killing insect, and there is still a little bit of resistance power! Although this is also because the god-killing insect is only in its infancy at this moment, it also proves that the bloodline of the hungry white fighter is extraordinary!

"You and Senior Brother...... It's a kind of person, a person I can't learn......" There was a hint of bitterness in this faint thought.

Qi Tian stretched out his hand and summoned the god-killing insect back at once!

At this moment, Bai Zhanji's faint divine thought was like a soybean-sized flame, and even a gust of wind could blow him out!

Qi Tian held the remaining divine thoughts of the white fighter in the palm of his hand, and he stretched out one hand to the top of the purple flesh, only to see that in the purple flesh, a trace of red the size of a hair actually appeared!

This red color is the bloodline that exists in the body of the white fighter that can resist the ability of the god-killing insect.

And Qi Tian integrated this bloodline into that trace of divine consciousness, and carefully put this divine consciousness into a wooden box, "It turned out to be his third body, and he was almost killed by me...... It's ridiculous. ”

Tianya stood aside calmly, he didn't think that Qi Tian's move would bring any bad consequences, after all, no matter what the problem, Qi Tian always had a way to settle it!

Qi Tian raised his head and looked in the direction of the Dragon's Back Mountain Range, "Let's go! Today, everyone is almost here, and it is time for me to start this scene." (To be continued.) )