"Boom."

The silver chopper chopped out and collided with the attack from the Burial Blood Saint.

A circle of silvery energy ripples stunned, causing Zhang Ruochen and Zhu Qingyi to fly backwards, crashing giant trees and flying beyond ten miles before falling to the ground.

"puff!"

Blood was spitting out of Zhang Ruochen's mouth, and even though he used defensive measures in advance, he still suffered some trauma.

Zhu Qingyi was also uncomfortable, kneeling on one knee with his palms over his chest and spitting blood in his mouth. The blood was not so red, but was covered with a touch of golden light.

After being poisoned by the golden bat python, the blood in the monk's body will gradually become golden. When the blood becomes completely golden, it is time to die.

The Burial Blood Saint was beheaded.

His holy body was torn apart by the power of the silver kitchen knife.

Seeing Qing Mo carrying a **** kitchen knife out of the fragmented battlefield, I wish Qingyi feel completely miscalculated.

That little girl's strength is also too strong, she is definitely a big man who can compete with the Holy One of Heaven. Before, she was completely deceived by her harmless appearance.

"You two are really better than one."

Zhu Qingyi was very angry. I felt that Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo were both liars. They obviously had strong strength, but they were all pretending to be very weak.

"Wow"

Zhu Qingyi did not continue to fight with these two scammers, and she displayed her body style, turned into dozens of black air streams, and rushed into the white mist.

"This time is the best opportunity to deal with her. She must not be allowed to escape. In case she resolves the toxins in her body, she will suffer endlessly."

Zhang Ruochen was injured and injured. He could only bite his teeth and consolidate his final strength. He grabbed his hands forward and exhibited space distortion.

Immediately, Zhuoyi, Zhu Qingyi fell from the air, fell into the open space between Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo, and fell quite embarrassed.

Zhang Ruochen exhausted his energy and had to sit on the ground and start to adjust his breath.

Qing Mo's hands were pressed forward, and her ten fingers and arms turned into vines, burning with the blue infinite flame, entwining Zhu Qingyi.

"Will I be a **** general, how can I lose to you?"

Zhu Qingyi was pretty good. The red light burst into the body, and all the vines were broken with a bang, and he pointed out and hit Qing Mo's chest.

"Well."

Qing Mo's combat experience was inadequate. He was beaten up and spit out blood. He flew straight backwards, suffered severe trauma, and fell to the ground.

Of course, after Zhu Qingyi struck this blow, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, fell to the ground, gasped for a few times, and struggled several times, but he failed to stand up from the ground.

All three suffered serious injuries, which can be described as three defeats.

Zhang Ruochen sat on the ground, unable to move, but his mental strength was not affected. A spherical lightning bolt condensed and struck Zhu Qingyi's body, knocking her out.

When Zhu Qingyi woke up again, he found that his arms and feet were wearing a heavy, cold iron chain.

Her arms were working hard, trying to break the chain.

"Well."

In the iron chain, a thunderbolt burst out and hit her.

Zhu Qingyi curled up on the ground and twitched in pain, but her willpower was strong and she didn't scream.

The voice of a young man passed into her ears: "This is the iron chain that your undead bloods used to deal with the holy saints. Now it should be very uncomfortable for you, right?"

Zhu Qingyi looked up and looked at Zhang Ruochen, and said coldly, "Why didn't you kill me directly? You know, it is impossible for me to ask anything of value in my mouth."

Zhang Ruochen sat on a stone with a faint smile: "Do you think I don't kill you, do you want to ask the secret of the undead blood from your mouth?"

"Is not it?"

Zhu Qingyi was a little surprised, and then a sarcastic smile appeared in her eyes, saying, "Did you care about my body?"

"Are you beautiful?"

Zhang Ruochen reached out a hand, touched her ear, and took off the black veil, revealing a cold, charming, and charming face.

She is indeed a beautiful woman who has chosen one thousand miles. Among the undead beauties who Zhang Ruochen has seen, almost no one can match her.

"Not bad," Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

Zhu Qingyi didn't particularly care about her appearance, but when she heard Zhang Ruochen's evaluation, she was still very annoyed.

The first beauty of the Qingtian tribe was only evaluated as "not bad".

Zhang Ruochen added: "I have killed a woman who is more beautiful than you, so your appearance and body are not so attractive to me."

"That said, there are still some appeals." Zhu Qingyi chuckled coldly.

Zhang Ruochen did not deny it, saying: "The beautiful appearance is inherently an advantage, at least it will make people look pleasing to the eye."

Zhu Qingyi said in a deep voice: "Save my life, what is your purpose?"

"Of course I intend to sell you, maybe a good price." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhu Qingyi did not believe that Zhang Ruochen just wanted to sell her so simple, and asked, "Who is it for?"

"Stu Fengcheng."

Zhang Ruochen said solemnly, not as if joking.

Zhu Qingyi was an extremely intelligent woman, and immediately understood what she asked, "What do you want from his hands?"

"Burning the sword."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes revealed a sharp light.

Zhu Qingyi showed a strange look, roughly guessed Zhang Ruochen's identity, and said, "Are you from the Pluto sword grave?"

"Yes, it isn't. Anyway, burning the sky sword should not be in the hands of the undead, I think it must be taken back." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Haha."

Zhu Qingyi laughed loudly, as if laughing at Zhang Ruochen, who was too ignorant, and said, "It is undeniable that you do still have a certain skill. However, if you really want to take the Sword of Flame from Stu Fengcheng, it is undoubtedly Seek death. He can press you to death with one finger. "

When referring to Stu Fengcheng, Zhu Qingyi's cold eyes revealed a look of worship and admiration.

In Zhu Qingyi's heart, Stu Fengcheng is a godlike man, and no one can defeat him at all. Therefore, she just took what Zhang Ruochen said as a joke.

"You don't kill me today, you will regret it later."

Zhu Qingyi's mouth rose, revealing a smile that was both beautiful and vicious.

Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent. In his opinion, the value of the burning sky sword was far more than a wish of light clothing.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was also very interested in Stu Fengcheng. He wanted to meet the man who could take away the burning sword from Canglan Wusheng. How strong was he?

Of course, even if you want to exchange the burning sky sword, you still have to wait until Zhang Ruochen continues to take the third pulse. Only when the injury is healed can you let go.

In the forest, a golden mist filled Zhang Ruochen, Qing Mo, and Zhu Qingyi silently.

Zhang Ruochen was alert, aware of the dangerous atmosphere, and said coldly, "Who?"

"Well."

Weird cry came out from the golden mist.

Seeing the golden mist, Zhu Qingyi's eyes showed a horrified look, saying: "It's a golden bat python, it's already nearby. With your strength, you can't beat it at all. Give me Bingchandan to me, only I refined the toxins in my body and recovered my strength before I could deal with it. Otherwise, everyone would die here. "Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to care about her, and stunned her with a single palm.

"My son ... what should I do ... won't it really be a golden bat python?"

Qing Mo squeezed the silver kitchen knife with both hands, his fingers trembling, hiding behind Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen was a little speechless and said: "Your cultivation is so strong, what are you afraid of? Even if you don't win the golden bat python, it is not difficult to escape. Really, you can use it as a food ingredient and use the golden python The dishes you make must have a taste. "

Qing Mo said: "Really?"

"The more poisonous the snake, the more delicious it is?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"That makes sense."

Qing Mo's eyes brightened, and she nodded hard, her fear disappeared, and she became energetic.

"Wow"

The green ink played an infinite flame, condensed into a wall of fire, resisting the poisonous mist that pervaded, and the silver chopper in his hand kept spinning, emitting an increasingly bright light.

Zhang Ruochen found that Qing Mo's temperament became completely different.

Seeing her appearance, it was almost as if she wanted to eat the golden bat python, and she was quite excited.

The green ink's pupils turned completely blue, like two sacred gems, their eyes penetrated the golden mist, and they saw part of the body of the golden bat python, and then they turned into a streamer and rushed over.

"The Golden Bat Python hasn't come out yet to die."

The silver kitchen knife exudes a dazzling light, bursting out of the original power, breaking the golden mist, splitting on the golden bat's python, cutting out a deep blood mouth.

The body of the golden bat python is quite large, even thicker than the grinding disc. Each golden scale is as large as a fan, raising a triangular head, making a roar, and vomiting a golden poisonous mist in its mouth.

Qing Mo has a body of immense flame, without fear of poisonous fog, carried it in a silver chopper, and chopped it over the neck of the golden bat python, trying to chop off the snake head.

In her opinion, that was the best ingredient on the golden bat python.

The back of the golden bat python has a pair of huge bat wings, with sharp claws on the bat wings. One of the paws shot out and hit the side of the silver kitchen knife. The green ink and the silver kitchen knife flew away at the same time ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Qing Mo retreated to Zhang Ruochen's side, looking at the giant object above his head, feeling Quite tricky, saying: "It won't work at all, it's fine, maybe the poisonous snake meat is not delicious. Let's run?"

Zhang Ruochen did not escape, staring at the direction behind the golden bat python, and said, "Predecessor Gu Songzi, the junior is a friend of the drunkard, he asked the junior to come to your old man, hoping that the ancestor can show up.

When he said this, Zhang Ruochen took out the yellow ancient jade given to him by the lunatic, held it in the palm of his hand, and raised it above his head.

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(Recommendation. Xiaoyu has a heart of three more chapters a day, but he has more than enough heart and can only try it. Anyway, first stabilize two chapters a day, can write a third chapter, and definitely update the three chapters.)

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