Chapter 442: Swearing!
The smile under Qian Luochen's mask froze in an instant.
Su Qing even wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Okay!
Her "hometown dialect" was learned by Qian Luochen and her master, and then used in a battle! ?
Yao Ling'er clapped her hands, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "This is incredibly entertaining! How about this, two masters, have a friendly sparring match first? Don't worry, I'm patient. Once you've decided who's better, we'll have a showdown. How about that?"
Situ Tian narrowed his eyes and suddenly cursed, "Bullshit!"
The smile on Yao Ling'er's face froze immediately.
Qian Luochen twitched the corners of his mouth and almost laughed out loud.
Master Qing'er is quite interesting.
Yao Ling'er came back to her senses, her eyes instantly becoming fierce, "You..."
Situ Tian glared at him, "What do you mean, didn't your mother teach you that children shouldn't interrupt others when they are talking?"
Several peak masters and elders of Lingyun Sect below all showed expressions of gloating.
Worthy of being the Third Ancestor!
If I'm unhappy, I'll curse even the king of heaven! !
Situ Tian secretly sighed what a pity.
If my real body wasn't here.
He had already been beaten up with a big slap!
In front of his beloved disciple, he dared to look at other women. Isn't this asking for a beating?!
Yao Ling'er said coldly, "Are you done with the nonsense?"
"roar!"
A magical beast that was more than ten meters tall and as black as ink suddenly landed not far away from the three people.
"Situ Tian, I didn't expect you to be still alive."
Situ Tian looked over when he heard the voice and said, "You are so ugly, how could I be familiar with you?"
Above the monster's head, an old man in a black robe lifted his cloak, revealing a wrinkled face.
The face had aged so much that it was difficult to tell what it originally looked like.
If I had to describe it...
It's like a thousand-year-old tree bark hanging on a person's body.
"It's not surprising that you don't remember me now that I'm in this state." The old man in black robe smiled sinisterly.
He has forgotten how many bodies he has changed before he can survive until now!
It’s a pity that the method of possessing another’s body that he used would produce great side effects every time he used it.
His current realm is comparable to that of a five-tribulation immortal, but he is still unable to attract the heavenly tribulation and ascend to the upper realm!
Moreover, the method of possessing another's body can only be used once.
That is to say.
In his next life, he will be like those monks who cannot ascend to heaven, and will eventually die of old age in this world.
No one knew how excited he was when he learned that Situ Tian was still alive in this world!
If he could obtain this method, perhaps he could live a few more lives, or even find a way to ascend to the upper realm, which is not impossible!
"This aura..." Situ Tian stared at the old man in front of him, and suddenly his pupils shrank.
The old man sneered, "Why, you think of me?"
"No!"
The sneer on the black-robed old man's face froze instantly. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's been ten thousand years, and your mouth is still so poisonous!"
Situ Tian's eyes were puzzled. This look was somewhat familiar, but there was a lot of eye mucus, so it was not very clear...
But he had been imprisoned in that forbidden place for too long.
The cultivators of his generation have either ascended to the upper realms or died of old age.
How could someone...
etc!
Situ Tian suddenly thought of something. He stared closely at the black-robed old man in front of him and said, "This is not your body!"
"That's right..." The black-robed old man stepped forward, leaning on his cane. "Why is it that only a wisp of your soul is left here, and... you still look the same as you did back then? How on earth did you do it?!"
Situ Tian stretched out his voice, "Why, do you want to know?"
Jiuyin Zhenren's eyes were full of desire. He stared at Situ Tian and said in a hoarse and piercing voice, "Will you tell this old man?"
Situ Tian curled his lips and turned his nose up, "Who do you think you are? Why should I tell you?"
Everyone, “….”
The several peak masters of Lingyun Sect also looked at each other in confusion.
How come they hadn't noticed before that Third Ancestor was so playful? Even at this critical moment, he still...
All the demon kings behind Yao Ling'er tried hard to suppress their laughter, but none of them dared to actually laugh.
"That's enough!" Yao Ling'er looked at Jiuyin Zhenren coldly, "We're here to cooperate, not to waste our breath!"
Jiuyin Zhenren did not refute.
They really have more important things to do.
If he could get his magic weapon back, his strength would be even higher. By then...
True Man Jiuyin stared at Yao Ling'er and licked his cracked lips.
He doesn't mind tasting the demon's blood...
But before that, the demon tribe still had some use for him, so it was not the time to turn against him!
"Boy, you go up first, and I will protect you from behind." Situ Tian said to Qian Luochen through voice transmission.
Under the mask, Qian Luochen's expression froze for a moment.
Such shameless words.
How could he have the nerve to say that?
"Then I'll trouble you, Senior!"
"It's a small matter!"
Qian Luochen, “….”
At this moment, within the layers of killing array, Qiu Chuji looked worried, "Master, what if these beasts don't come in?"
These killing formations consume a large amount of natural treasures every day they are maintained.
If these guys keep guarding outside and waiting for the spiritual power of their barrier to be completely exhausted, it will be very disadvantageous to them!
"Yes, Sect Master, we can't just sit here and wait for death!" Chongyang Zhenren took out his big knife, "Otherwise, let me take some people and go..."
"no!"
"metropolitan!!"
Shangguan Hong raised his head and looked at the layers of killing formations above his head. With their background, they could maintain so many killing formations and defensive formations at the same time.
I can only hold on for about five days at most. After five days...
"If you need spiritual objects, I have more here, enough to maintain the formation for some time." Su Qing put all the remaining treasures in his hands into a storage ring.
Shangguan Hong subconsciously wanted to refuse, "Xiao Zu, these..."
"It's already this time, Sect Master, please don't worry about these things!" Su Qing handed the storage ring to Shangguan Hong, then raised his head and looked up at the sky.
With the Demonic Sect here, she didn't think they had no chance of winning.
She was more worried about her master.
After all, this is just a wisp of Master's soul. If it is really shattered, it will be difficult for her to find Master's real body!
At this time, Shangguan Hong had already seen the mountains of spiritual objects in the storage ring.
He knew that the young ancestor should have a lot of spiritual objects in his hands, but he didn't expect... there would be so many!
If they use these spiritual objects to maintain the killing formation, it should be enough for them to last for half a month!
"Throw all these spiritual creatures into the killing formation."
Several elders who were maintaining the formation were stunned at first, but when they saw the resources in the storage ring, they immediately became excited.
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