Flower bloodstained, dead?

The people outside the Cheng family ancestral hall beat drums in their hearts, and inside the Cheng family ancestral hall, the blood stains were undecided. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bang~!"

Cheng Gang casually threw away the flower blood stains, looked at the Demon Mountain God, and smiled: "The Demon God, you see, isn't she not dead with the blood stains!"

The Demon Mountain God glanced at the bloodstains and said with a smile: "Cheng Gang, it really deserves to be a Xuan Immortal of the Great Perfection of the Yuan God Realm, it is indeed powerful!"

Cheng Gang smiled and said nothing.

The blood stains were thrown down heavily, and the whole body tingled for a while, and the whole body seemed to fall apart, and it was a little powerless; finally stood up, but the blood stains felt a cold air that froze through the heart, and the whole person shivered, and couldn't help but turn his head to look, but saw an ice sculpture with a vague appearance standing in the center of the lobby: "He, who is it?"

As soon as he turned his head, Hua Xueji suddenly became excited, and immediately said respectfully: "Hua Xueji, meet the Demon God!"

The Demon Mountain God snorted coldly and said, "Come here." ”

"Wow. Hua Xueji cautiously walked behind the Demon Mountain God, looked at Cheng Gang who was smiling with a smile on his face, and said secretly, "King Chu Jiang really didn't guess wrong, the Demon God is really here, and the strong man on the opposite side is probably the hole card of Cheng Jiaxian Village-Cheng Family Ancestor!"

Cheng Gang glanced at the bloodstains and said with a smile: "Demon God, your subordinates are all a group of grass, trees, mountains, and stone spirits, and the King of Chujiang is a group of ghost cultivators, and the Lord of the Dragon Island is really unfathomable!"

The Demon Mountain God smiled and said, "Cheng Gang, you know a lot! Whether it is my Demon Demon Hall or the Chu Jiang Hall of King Chu Jiang, they are actually just dispensable. ”

Of little consequence?

Cheng Gang sneered for a while: "Is it? I'm afraid it's not likely! King Chu Jiang's strength is extraordinary, and he can overwhelm ordinary primordial gods and Xuan Immortals;

The Demon Mountain God smiled slightly and said, "We are all working for the dragon head, just do our duty!"

Duty?

Cheng Gang smiled coldly.

Hua Xueji glanced at Cheng Gang, and then at the ice sculpture, although she had a guess in her heart, she was not sure: "Is he really the legendary dragon head?"

Zhang Li held the Dragon Divine Sword in his hand, and he couldn't let go of it and was frozen by the mysterious orb, and a white cold air rushed straight to Zhang Li's Mud Pill Palace, and directly appeared in front of the Dragon God Palace.

"Yin~!"

Zhang Lishen merged with the god of the dragon, and across the Dragon God Palace, Zhang Li's eyes suddenly condensed into a white-robed old man with a pair of cold eyes, which made Zhang Li's eyelids jump wildly.

"Click~!"

The white-haired old man twisted his neck, glanced at the Dragon God Palace, looked directly at the dragon god inside with his cold gaze, and actually spoke: "Qinglong, a green dragon god with a trace of green dragon blood!"

Zhang did not respond.

The white-haired old man continued: "The Green Dragon God, it is actually placed in a human body, interesting! interesting!"

After some investigation, the white-haired old man was surprised: "The third layer of the Jindan Realm? The cultivation is still the Dragon Clan's exercises, so as to condense the strong mana! The curious spiritual root can actually exist outside the body, this is a legendary existence! Good guy, such a strong body, comparable to the body of an ordinary Yuan Shen Realm demon beast!"

Zhang Li's pupils narrowed slightly, staring at the white-haired old man vigilantly.

The white-haired old man looked at the dragon god and said in amazement: "It's incredible that an ordinary human being can be so 100% compatible with the dragon clan's green dragon god!"

"Huh?" The white-haired old man suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in astonishment, "No! This is not the Green Dragon God! I have seen the Green Dragon God before, very strong and domineering, not as fierce as this! Strange! It's really strange!"

"Whoosh~!"

The white-haired old man tried to enter the Dragon God Palace.

"Bang~!"

With a roar, the white-haired old man bumped into a cyan barrier enchantment, causing heavy ripples, and said in astonishment: "Enchantment? This Dragon Divine Palace is actually condensed with the power of divine consciousness and merit and luck, amazing, amazing!"

The white-haired old man didn't continue to break in, looked at the dragon god inside, and said with a smile: "The newborn green dragon god? There is so much power of faith and merit and luck, little guy, it's not easy!"

Zhang Lixi still didn't respond.

The white-haired old man turned his head, grabbed his hand, and with a buzz, the dragon sword suddenly appeared in the white-haired old man's hand, he looked at the dragon sword, and said with a smile: "An ordinary magic weapon, it was baptized by you with mana, divine power and merit luck to such an extent, it is comparable to the lowest-level merit magic weapon, amazing!"

Meritorious magic weapon?

Zhang Li's eyebrows furrowed, and he glanced at the Dragon Divine Sword that exuded a golden halo, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled.

The white-haired old man played with the Dragon Divine Sword for a while, shook his head and said, "Not enough, not enough, not enough! Little guy, you must already have the position of Heaven and Earth Karma - True Person, right? Although this Divine Sword has been refined into a magic weapon of merit by you, it is still too fragile, and your merit and luck are not enough. ”

Glancing at Zhang Li, the white-haired old man smiled and said, "You must be very curious, who am I, right? It doesn't hurt to tell you, my name is Han Peng, and I am an elder of the Cold Spirit Holy Land." However, now I just want a wisp of remnant soul, trapped in the Cold Spirit Bead, and I have not been able to get out of the predicament, I didn't expect that this divine sword of yours can actually contain the Cold Spirit Bead, it's amazing!"

A chilling mecca?

Chill beads?

Zhang remembered these two names.

The white-haired old man looked at Zhang Li, and smiled: "Don't worry, I don't dare to take you away, the price is too great!

"Deal?" Zhang Li said with a cold look.

"That's right, deal!" the white-haired old man threw his hand casually, and the dragon sword buzzed and fell into Zhang Li's dragon claws. The white-haired old man said, "I need a body to store, and the one outside is perfect for me." ”

"Who is it?" asked Zhang Li.

"Oh, by the way, his name seems to be Zhu Qin, yes, it's that little guy. The white-haired old man turned his head, and he seemed to see Zhu Qin outside the Cheng family ancestral hall.

"Zhu Qin?" Zhang Li frowned, "The people of the Zhu family of the Great Song Immortal Island, Zhu Qin of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm?"

"Yes, it's the little one. The white-haired old man smiled, "His physical attributes match mine." As long as you give him to me, I will leave your body, how?"

"Take it?" Zhang Li's pupils shrank.

"Yes, it's a takeaway!"

"Yes!"

"Haha, good!" the white-haired old man smiled with satisfaction.

"Click~Click~~!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Li unsealed.

"Click~!"

Zhang Li moved his hands and feet, and his cold eyes swept at Cheng Gang, the Demon Mountain God and the Flower Blood Trace, and said indifferently: "The Demon Mountain God, arrest Zhu Qin to the deity." ”

Zhu Qin?

Seeing Zhang Li's unsealing, the Demon Mountain God was excited, but when he heard Zhang Li's order, he immediately said respectfully: "Oh!"

Hua Xueji immediately understood: "He, sure enough, is the Lord of Dragon Island, our dragon head!"

Cheng Gang frowned, although he didn't understand why Zhang Li arrested Zhu Qin, he saw a trace of murderous aura that froze through his soul from Zhang Li's eyes.

"Hiss~!" Cheng Gang gasped in his heart, "What is it to provoke this fierce person, Zhu Qin? No, he is still outside, it is impossible to provoke the Lord of Yulong Island!"

Let's say that the Fumo Mountain God got Zhang Li's order, only to see the Fumo Mountain God step on his feet, and boom, a huge yellow stone hand suddenly stretched out from the bottom of the mountain, and grabbed Zhu Qin, who was still gloomy and uncertain, like lightning.

"What?"

"What's that?"

"Not good!"

"Bang~!"

Zhu Qin only felt that his eyes were dark, and the big yellow stone hand quickly returned to the ground, and then, Zhu Qin's eyes lit up, but he found that he had appeared in front of the Fumo Mountain God, and the Fumo Mountain God grabbed his neck with his right hand, stared at the Fumo Mountain God in disbelief, and said in horror: "Fumo Mountain God, why are you here?"

"Bang~!"

The Demon Mountain God threw it casually, and Zhu Qin was thrown to Zhang Li's feet.

When Zhu Qin looked up, he was immediately frightened, sweating profusely, and crawling on the ground to escape from here.

"Bang~!"

A snow vine quickly wrapped around Zhu Qin and tied it in front of Zhang Li, Zhu Qin struggled and said: "Dragon Island Master, what do you want to do, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Flower Blood Stain smiled contemptuously.

The god of Fumo Mountain was expressionless.

Cheng Gang frowned, he could deeply subdue the demon mountain god and the flower blood marks, and said secretly: "It is also the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm, the demon god can pinch Zhu Qin to death in his hands, and the flower blood marks can penetrate and kill Zhu Qin with a wave of his hand, these two spirits are too strong!"

Zhang Li said coldly: "Zhu Qin, the deity seems to want you to get out of the Hundred Immortal Island, but you are still so obsessed, then it's no wonder that the deity is ruthless!"

"You?" Zhu Qin's expression changed wildly, and at this moment he felt a strong murderous aura, trembling all over, and staring at Zhang Li in horror, "You, you, you, what do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's just borrowing your body!" Zhang Li said indifferently.

"Borrow my body for a while?" Zhu Qin's whole body roared, his throat rolled, he was drenched in cold sweat, his pupils constricted, he stared at Zhang Li in fear, and said angrily, "Dragon Island Master, you, you, you can't die well!"

"Don't you want to die?" Zhang Li smiled, "There is a way: Dead Daoist friends don't die poor Dao! I'm sorry, Zhu Qin Daoyou!"

Dead friends don't die poor?

Zhu Qin Daoyou?

How many cases?

"Buzz~!"

A white light projected from Zhang Li's eyebrows, and in an instant, it disappeared into Zhu Qin's Mud Pill Palace, and then Zhu Qin's body stiffened suddenly, and a stream of cold qi suddenly erupted.

"What?"

"Takeaway?"

"Dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao?"

"I see!" Cheng Gang, the Demon Mountain God, and Hua were afraid for a while, their foreheads were drenched in cold sweat, and their eyes stared at Zhu Qin, who was exuding a rolling cold air, in disbelief.

Seeing Zhu Qin who was struggling, Zhang Li smiled coldly, his right hand suddenly waved, and a clear wind suddenly wrapped Zhu Qin, so shocked that Zhu Qin suddenly opened his eyes in white pain, and shouted in his mouth: "Zhang Li, you are looking for death!"

"Whew~!"

Zhang Li wrapped his right sleeve and said fiercely: "Looking for death?" Hmph, if you are still in the deity's Mud Pill Palace, the deity is still a little jealous, but you are so immortal that you recklessly seize the house in front of the deity, you are looking for death!"

"Buzz~!"

The cold air around Zhang Li's body suddenly dispersed, and Zhang Li's wind and clouds returned to light. (To be continued.) )