Chapter 69 What do you want Bai Yujing to do
? The wound on his back was burning with pain, but Mo Shougui still used his Qinggong to pass through the underground palace.
There was a wisp of spiritual energy in his dantian, and with the help of the spiritual energy storm caused by the self-explosion of the ancient Qi cultivator, he successfully drew the energy into his body and truly experienced the wonders of immortal fate.
So... he doesn't want to die.
Originally, he coveted the elixir left behind by the self-detonation of an ancient Qi-refining master. That thing looked like a good thing, with wisps of spiritual energy surrounding it.
If he could obtain it, perhaps it would allow him to further advance his cultivation.
However, he might not be able to take it by himself. After all, the strength shown by Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing far exceeds his.
Therefore, he wanted to instigate Xiang Shaoyun to fight for it. If both sides were defeated, he could gain some benefits from it.
result……
Xiang Shaoyun, this upright guy, actually gave up the fight for the treasure just because someone saved his life! Instead, he was targeted by Nie Zhangqing.
Mo Shougui wanted to curse loudly in his heart, but escaping was the most important thing.
The sound of breaking through the air came whistling.
Nie Zhangqing's butcher knife flew over.
Mo Shougui turned around and took out a sword. The sword in his hand collided with the butcher knife and immediately broke into pieces.
The base of his arm was cracked and blood was splattered.
Mo Shougui was horrified and fled in a panic, heading out of the underground palace.
…
Outside the underground palace.
All the county governors have evacuated. They have all witnessed the horror of the Immortal Palace. Without the Heaven and Earth Qi Order, no one can enter without permission, and even a pile of human lives cannot give them the qualification.
Therefore, they could only send people to search the world for the Heaven and Earth Qi Order.
There is no point in just staying in Wolong Ridge.
However, the county governors retreated, but they all left spies behind.
Mo Ju stood among the mountains, gently waving a feather fan, looking quite unrestrained.
suddenly.
The peaceful fairy palace suddenly shook.
The immortal gate opens.
Three figures rushed out from the Immortal Gate, covered in blood.
Mo Ju's lazy eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at the three people, "It's not Xiang Shaoyun and the others. It's someone else who was sucked into the Immortal Palace with a Qi Order."
Looking at the situation of these people, it doesn't seem good.
The forces these people belong to all have people guiding them.
After coming out of the fairy palace, these people left silently and quietly.
However, many people's eyes fluctuated, because they could see that something was wrong with these people, and there was a special airflow flowing around them! "These people... must have found immortal fate!"
Mo Ju clenched his feather fan and took a deep breath.
Just when he was feeling complicated, the door of the fairy palace opened again.
A figure fled in a panic.
Five miles outside the Immortal Palace, many people were suddenly startled.
"It's Mo Shougui from the Mo family! Why is he so embarrassed?"
"How tragic! Is the situation in the Asgard so dire?"
"No, it seems someone is chasing him!"
…
Many people were talking about it.
The next moment, many people looked intently. In the fairy palace, there were people with fluttering white skirts and white clothes as white as snow.
Two figures came out together.
Ning Zhao had a blank expression on his face, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, and he held a cicada-wing sword in his hand.
Nie Zhangqing was dressed in white, but with his weathered face, he looked a little weird.
Mo Shougui turned around and saw Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao standing in front of the immortal palaces, and his heart suddenly tightened.
"Big man, save me!"
Mo Shougui roared towards the fairy palace five miles away.
"These two people have obtained the greatest immortal fate in the Immortal Palace, the immortal elixir of an ancient Qi-refining master who died and ascended to immortality in one step!"
Mo Shougui ran wildly and shouted.
"court death!"
Nie Zhangqing frowned. Although he knew that they couldn't hide the news of obtaining the Ningdan, but... Mo Shougui's move still angered him.
This made him want to kill Mo Shougui.
Sure enough, what the young master said was right. For those who are unreasonable, just execute them, just like we dealt with those Confucian scholars in the past.
Mo Shougui's words were undoubtedly like a bombshell, shocking everyone outside the Immortal Palace.
The elixir left by the ancient Qigong master after his death? !
Can you ascend to heaven in one step? !
These news made many people's eyes turn red.
They all knew how terrifying the abnormality in the Immortal Palace was, so the preciousness of this elixir was naturally self-evident.
Many people have begun to feel restless in their hearts.
Mo Ju waved his feather fan. He knew that Mo Shougui was trying to attract a shield, but...
The bait he threw out, the ancient Qi-refining elixir that could make one ascend to immortality in one step, was indeed tempting! Mo Ju narrowed his eyes, looking at the peerless Ning Zhao, and hesitated in his heart, and withdrew the order.
Boom! Nie Zhangqing moved, and the butcher knife suddenly chopped down as fast as a meteor in the night.
Wrapped in a wisp of spiritual energy, it formed an arc in the air and slashed towards Mo Shougui's head at high speed.
Sword Controlling Technique! Nie Zhangqing's white robe fluttered, and spiritual energy surrounded him.
Ning Zhao's figure also flashed out early, like a fleeting moment.
Mo Shougui suddenly felt a fierce wind behind him, as if a tiger was attacking! However, Ning Zhao, with a cold and indifferent face, held a cicada-wing sword in her hand. There was a light blue airflow on the cicada-wing sword, and she swung it lightly towards Mo Shougui's neck.
In the dense forest.
There was a loud explosion.
A silver crossbow claw whizzed out.
He suddenly grabbed Mo Shougui's waist and pulled him away with great force.
However, Ning Zhao's sword suddenly accelerated, and one of Mo Shougui's arms flew up, with blood spilling on the earth.
Mo Shougui's painful forehead was covered with sweat.
However, he did not shout out loud, but just stared at Ning Zhao with cold eyes.
Nie Zhangqing's butcher knife whistled towards him.
From the dense forest, a thick crossbow arrow shot out again and collided with the butcher knife.
The crossbow arrow exploded.
The butcher knife was knocked away by the huge impact force of the crossbow arrow.
Nie Zhangqing grabbed the butcher knife and stood beside Ning Zhao.
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Mo Shougui was pulled into the dense forest by the flying claws and disappeared.
"Mohist mechanism..."
Nie Zhangqing stared.
Ning Zhao held the cicada-wing sword, with a strand of black hair tied up, and her beautiful face had no expression.
"Quick and decisive, if you wait too long, you'll get angry."
Ning Zhaodao.
Nie Zhangqing nodded, and the two of them mobilized the spiritual energy in their Qi Dan and slowly walked towards the Immortal Palace five miles away.
Five miles away from the fairy palace.
There were nearly a thousand soldiers and horses left behind from various counties surrounding the palace. They were all staring at the two people in snow-white clothes who walked out of the fairy palace.
They have the elixir of the ancient Qi Refiner...
Greed made these people ready to keep Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing.
The wind gradually rises.
A thick bloody smell was stirred up in front of the fairy palace.
Wolong Ridge was a bloody place. Once the Immortal Palace was shaken, countless dead souls and bones were buried there.
Shouts of killing rang out. The moment Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing stepped five miles outside the Immortal Palace, soldiers from various counties and military commanders on duty all took action.
Today, the white robe is destined to be stained with blood.
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan leaned leisurely in the wheelchair, feeling the condition of his body.
After adding 5 points of disposable attributes to the physique column, Lu Fan did not feel any special changes. If he had to say there was any, it would be that... the blood in his body became stronger and his skin... became thicker.
The membrane strength is not weaker than that of ordinary masters.
If I add hundreds of attribute points to my physique in the future, will I really be invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and be able to sit in a wheelchair and not be killed by the enemy even if they chop me...
Thinking about that scene, Lu Fan fell into deep thought for some reason. That... seemed like a good idea too.
30 points of attributes were added to the soul strength, and Lu Fan felt that his vision suddenly became clear again. Indistinctly, he seemed to be able to catch the sound of fish blowing bubbles in the lake.
Perhaps, in the near future, with enough soul strength enhancement, Lu Fan will really be able to condense the mythical primordial spirit.
On the island.
There is a gentle breeze.
The setting sun pulled out rays of light, reflecting on the lake surface with narrow waves, like a crushed flame.
Ni Yu and Jing Yue were chatting to each other in whispers.
The assassin Mo Liuqi sat cross-legged and drew the energy into his body, while Yi Yue was still struggling to find the sense of energy.
Ten chrysanthemums swayed in the wind.
suddenly.
Jing Yue and Ni Yu, who were chatting, turned their heads and looked towards Beiluo Lake.
But I saw a solitary boat gently floating on the lake.
"It's Sister Ning and Old Nie who are back!"
Ni Yu ran to the lake excitedly, her pretty face flushed in the afterglow of the setting sun.
However, soon, the excitement on her face gradually disappeared.
The lone boat is approaching.
There was a strong smell of blood floating in the wind.
But I saw two figures standing on the lonely boat.
Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao looked normal, but their white robes and skirts were stained blood red.
The second-floor terrace of Baiyujing Pavilion.
Leaning on the railing, Lu Fan looked at Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao, who were covered in blood, on the lonely boat, and slowly narrowed his eyes.
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Wolong Ridge.
Mo Shougui, whose arm was broken, looked pale and knelt on the ground with big drops of sweat rolling down his forehead.
In front of him, there was an octogenarian with his hands behind his back, his black robe drooping and his white hair, listening quietly to Mo Shougui's description of the situation in the secret realm.
After a long time, he sighed.
"Shao Yun has been blinded by the fate of the immortals. He is the overlord of Xijun and the future emperor of the world. His goal should be to achieve great success..."
"Shaoyun, what a pity..."
The octogenarian shook his head and looked towards the depths of Wolong Ridge, where there was a vague fairy palace emitting colorful rays of light.
"Beiluo Lu is safe, Baiyujing disciples..."
"The world is already in chaos. The existence of various schools of thought is enough. Why do we need Baiyujing?"
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