Chapter 41: The Dead Prison Barren Forest

The pagoda is a god, obviously it is just a god form, not a real weapon, but it can bloom immeasurably and suppress the monks, with Jingyi's current cultivation, it is more than enough to fight against the monks of the four heavens, but it is still suppressed by it, which shows its power.

The woman in the yellow shirt held the purple gold gourd in her hand, poured out all the jade liquid in the gourd, looked at Jing Yi who was suppressed, and raised her hand proudly.

"Little thief, see if you dare to go wild!" the woman in the yellow shirt scolded with a smile.

The pagoda suddenly shook the sound, and its sound shook the sky, causing the surrounding stones to tremble, boom! Another dull sound came, and the pagoda was like a substance, and it was beaten loudly by Jingyi.

"What!" The woman in the yellow shirt covered her cherry lips, her white posture changed, and she looked down in disbelief.

Rumble!

The treasure light splashed everywhere, and Jing Yi punched again, without any fancy, like a thousand blows, the force was heavy, and the pagoda was shaken out of a crack.

"It wasn't suppressed. The delicate little face of the woman in the yellow shirt showed surprise.

Clang!

Shenwei was mighty in all directions, Jing Yi attacked strongly, a punch penetrated the pagoda, rushed from the ground below, jumped to the ground, the pagoda turned into a misty light and flew away, and was finally shattered by Jing Yi.

"Good students are unreasonable. Jing Yi was extremely angry, standing in place and staring at the woman in the yellow shirt.

The yellow shirt woman's long stick moved, covered with the secret pattern of gold sè, and if you looked closely, it was a little like a dragon, shining brightly, highlighting the extraordinaryness of this stick.

"Hmph, shameless thief, you steal my jade liquid, and you dare to speak disrespectfully, you should be beaten. The woman in the yellow shirt shouted, raised her long stick, and slammed it down.

With a bang, the shadow of the stick fell, but the person was no longer there, Jingyi was extremely fast, and he had already dodged the sharp blow and flashed behind the woman.

Jing Yi gently patted the woman's fragrant shoulder, and said nonchalantly: "It's too slow." ”

"Hmph!" the woman in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, and the long stick moved again, sweeping up the divine power and flooding it, like cháo like a yang, as if under one blow, it hooked the power of heaven and earth.

Rumble!

A divine beast appeared, and the shadow of the fierce figure stood between the heavens and the earth, with a deafening roar, a huge lion head, and bloody eyes, which made people's hearts palpitate.

The rocks pierced through the air, the earth shattered, and the girl in the yellow shirt was startled, and turned from attack to defense, but she didn't have the confidence to take the fox's attack.

Xi Rì Jingyi's victory over that Yu Shang was also a coincidence, which was regarded as breaking through the weakness and holding the fighter tightly, so that he could be killed with one blow.

The fox disintegrated the yellow-shirted woman's offensive, and even the green sè long stick was knocked away, and the fox raised the huge ball of her foot, and when she was about to step on it, the figure dissipated violently, but it still startled the yellow-shirted woman, her body was unstable, and she fell into the sky.

Jing Yi's heart moved, he jumped into the sky, stretched out his arm to hold the girl's thin waist, and a refreshing fragrance came, which was really wonderful.

Boom!

Jing Yi stretched out his right hand and caught the long stick, while looking at the woman in the yellow shirt with clear eyes.

The two of them landed slowly, time froze, as if to stop, the girl was still a little timid, she didn't dare to open her eyes, and when she felt that her body was stable, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

Immediately, a terrible cry filled the mountains and forests, startling thousands of birds in the forest.

"Yín thief!"

Where does Jing Yi know these people, he is only sixteen years old, how do he know that a woman's waist can't be hugged, at that time, she was just afraid that this woman in yellow shirt would fall and shatter her bones, and save people with good intentions, but how could she think so much.

The woman in the yellow shirt screamed, and the frightened Jing Yi hurriedly let go of her arm, took a few steps back, and asked, "Yín thief, what is that?"

Jingyi, who has no father and mother since he was a child, how could anyone teach him this, even Taiyi, he would never teach him this, he couldn't understand what the woman in the yellow shirt was screaming, and he saved him, he didn't know how to repay him, and he looked at himself murderously.

"It turned out that this green stick was powerful, but I didn't know if this stick had a name. Jing Yi ignored her and asked with a smile, but at this moment, in the eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt, she became a prodigal son and a prodigal son.

The original simple smile has also become a symbol of shamelessness in the woman in the yellow shirt.

"Give me back my green dragon stick!" The woman in the yellow shirt shouted, stretching out her jade hand, white and delicate, soft as boneless, and every onion finger was as crystal as jade, which was really magical.

"It turns out that this thing is called the Qinglong Stick, no wonder your offensive is so fierce, I'll use a few rì first, turn around and return you, remember my name, Jingyi." Jing Yi smiled, stepped on it, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared here.

The woman in the yellow shirt didn't expect Jing Yi to say that she would leave, and before Jing Yi left, the purple gold gourd went to the pool to get a bottle of water by itself, and flew to the sky with Jing Yi.

"Jingyi! this girl has written it down!" The woman in the yellow shirt gritted her teeth, eager to break Jingyi's body into pieces, a pair of flowing and colorful eyes, full of anger, Miaoman's body continued to rise and fall, and she was not lightly angry.

"Senior sister!"

A shout came from afar, a figure came through the ancient tree, and the remnants of the road appeared in the forest.

"Senior Sister Feng Yao. ”

The person who came was a man, well-dressed, with sword eyebrows, handsome appearance, and a chic demeanor, this person was a master, in the Purple Mansion Six Heavens, but twenty years old, and his talent was good.

"Senior Brother Jinghua. Feng Yao looked at Jing Hua with an aggrieved look, the green stick she was carrying was not there, and Jing Hua knew that her little junior sister must have suffered a big loss.

"What about people?" Jing Hua asked directly.

"Ran. Feng Yao hung her head, a little depressed.

"I'll chase after you, you go back to Taixu Peak first, if Taiyi Zun finds out that you and I sneak into his barren peak, it will be troublesome......" Jinghua advised.

"I know, Senior Brother Jinghua is the best. Feng Yao burst into tears, and in the blink of an eye, her face changed, making Jinghua shake her head secretly.

After saying that, Feng Yao set up a long sword, walked in the air, and disappeared into the sky.

Jinghua's peaceful aura is like cultivating some kind of special attack method, and his body is full of an intimate atmosphere, his smile is very gentle, and he can give people a good impression.

I saw that Jinghua turned his hands, his ten fingers were like stroking the qin, and as soon as he moved in the sky, a light curtain appeared in front of him, and the fighting method that had happened here before, as well as the direction where Jingyi flew away at the end, were all mastered by him.

There was a sonorous sound behind him, and a sword of light jumped out, and the flames of light were soaring, and he took the sword and walked in the direction of Jing Yi's left and far away.

Jing Yi was still heading towards that treasure que, two rì time, he was climbing the first mountain, he wasted half a rì time, his time was running out.

"The material of this long stick is good, and although the attack power is strong, it depends on who uses it. Jing Yi said happily, there is indeed a green dragon painted on this stick, but the shape of the dragon is carved with gold patterns.

Jing Yi guessed that the girl in the yellow shirt was probably the descendant of a certain big man, so she would be rewarded with such a good weapon, and since these rìzi, Jing Yi has seen some weapons, and has not seen a spiritual treasure, which is really rare.

In the blink of an eye, Jing Yi refined this green stick, the ghostly light flickered on it, and a hideous green dragon came to life, as if it was about to take off the stick and soar for nine days.

Jing Yi stepped on the long sword, rotated the long stick, and slammed it into the ground, and immediately there was a terrifying deep hole.

"It's a pity that it's a little thinner, but if it's longer, it would be good to be able to use it as a battle stick. Jing Yi said.

Swish!

The long stick changed, and it was more than one person tall, which was just right for use.

"Can it be big and small?" Jing Yi was a little surprised, it seems that this long stick is really not a mortal thing, ordinary monks, they don't dare to take it for fear of taking it, and it will be a big disaster if they go out and be seen.

But Jingyi is bold and doesn't care about this, when it comes to his hands, it is naturally his.

At this moment, Jing Yi can fly, completely with the help of the divine power of the green dragon stick, otherwise his divine power will be cut by Taiyi, and he will not be able to use any strength, so it can save a lot of time.

When passing through a dense primeval forest, Jing Yi seemed to be familiar with it, and after observation, he found that he had walked through this dense forest, why he walked back again.

Jing Yi didn't think much about it, maybe there were many similarities in the dense forests in this deep mountain, and he continued to fly with the divine power of the long stick.

"In this stick, will there also be a divine beast, like that sinister, otherwise how can there be Dao power for me to use, and I can also resist the sword. Jing Yi thought in his heart.

But the next moment, his face was full of sorrow, and he found himself back in the dense forest, and he had not gone out at all.

"What kind of place is this!" Jing Yi fell from the sky and entered the dense forest, looking at the cold forest, there were black ancient trees everywhere, terrifying and cold.

It was like a dead place on the side, without any life, and it was difficult to feel even a little life qi, and Jing Yi didn't know where he had come.

"Human, you dare to break into my Death Prison Forest!"

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