Chapter 272: The Ginger Lamp That's Not Picky Eater
Bai Sizhen lowered his head and glanced at the hairpin in his hand, and said inexplicably: "This is the hairpin I bought for a thousand high-quality spiritual stones. What does it have to do with you?"
"You ask, what does it have to do with this emperor?"
Xiao Chen laughed softly, and then became furious. The hairpin he made for his master with his own hands, what do you think it has to do with him?
I just didn't expect that the master would turn around and sell the hairpin that he worked so hard to refine to someone else?
Doesn't this trample all his sincerity underfoot?!
Or... the master already knew that this man was her son, so he wanted to give him all the good things?
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen looked at Bai Sizhen with jealousy in his eyes, "I want to see if she will be sad if I kill you!"
"You, what are you going to do..."
Bai Sizhu's face was full of fear.
Didn't this senior chat and laugh with him before? Why did he suddenly want to kill him now?
"Hehehe..."
Xiao Chen's cold and weird laughter continued, "Before I kill you, I will destroy your face first! Do you, a little bastard, deserve to look so similar to her?"
As soon as I finished speaking, a strong wind blew by!
Bai Sizhu's face was immediately left with a scar that was as deep as the bone. The scar ran horizontally from his left ear to his right ear, completely destroying Bai Sizhu's originally bright and beautiful face.
In particular, there was ghost energy attached to the surface of the wound, which was eating away at his spiritual power and flesh and blood crazily. Bai Sizhu couldn't help but tremble in pain.
"My face! My face!"
Bai Sizhen subconsciously covered his face.
I realized that if I stayed here any longer, I was afraid that I would really die...
Bai Sizhen gritted his teeth, poured most of his spiritual power into the hairpin, and shot it straight above his head!
"Go to hell!"
The hairpin, as red as blood, suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Although the opponent was not hurt at all, the energy that the opponent seemed to have exerted on him in order to deal with the hairpin disappeared?
Bai Sizhen quickly took advantage of this gap, activated the only remaining teleportation talisman, and left.
Ignoring Bai Sizhu who escaped, Xiao Chen just stared at the hairpin that he made with his own hands.
It was obvious that he could easily smash the hairpin with just one thought, but...he still didn't.
The next moment, Xiao Chen's figure appeared out of thin air.
He sucked the hairpin into his hand and looked down at the hairpin, as if he saw another person through the hairpin.
"Master..."
Xiao Chen said affectionately and bitterly: "You have really hurt my disciple's heart... The accounts between the two of us will not be settled until the Tianmen opens."
After sneering, Xiao Chen also disappeared out of thin air.
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Black Valley Mountain, Lighting Sect.
"A sneeze!"
On the way back to the main cave from the ancestral hall, Jiang Deng suddenly sneezed unexpectedly.
A Tu's voice filled with laughter sounded in the sea of consciousness, "Jiang Deng, what's the matter with you?"
Jiang Deng rubbed his nose and said, "I must have caught a cold."
Ah Tu laughed mercilessly, "Don't lie to yourself! You are already a strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm. How could you get a disease like typhoid that only mortals can get? Maybe you injured some strong person.
Heart, people will come to settle accounts with you soon, right?"
Hearing this, Jiang Deng felt a little confused.
She has always been clear about grievances and grievances, upright and kind, so no one should hold grudge against such a good person like her, right?
Just when Jiang Deng was thinking about something, he suddenly heard Nangong Xiangrui's scolding sound in his ears.
"Jiukui, you are indeed here!"
Jiang Deng subconsciously looked up and saw that they had arrived at the main cave. What came into view was the head of the Lamplighting Sect, Jiukui, sitting cross-legged on the ground!
There were still a bunch of corpses of evil cultivators piled in front of Jiukui. However, these evil cultivators had clearly died not long ago, but the flesh and blood on their bodies had disappeared, replaced by numerous bones...
On the contrary, it was Jiukui. When he raised his head, his mouth was full of blood and his expression was ferocious.
Jiukui actually relied on devouring flesh and blood to refine the remaining power in the bodies of these evil cultivators!
Such bloody methods indeed prove that he is an evil cultivator...
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but frown.
Nangong Yanming felt nauseated and couldn't help retching several times.
Jiang Deng was calm, but he was not sure what Jiukui planned to do.
After all, she originally thought that Jiukui had run away a long time ago, but she didn't expect that this man didn't run away, but stayed here. Isn't this looking for death?
It was obvious that Jiang Deng's side had a large number of people, and now only Jiukui was left in the lamp-lighting sect, but he was not afraid at all, and instead stared at everyone with a stern look on his face.
"I didn't expect that Shi Tongling's formation couldn't kill you. It seems that I have to take action myself!"
Jiang Deng was amused, "Uncle, are you right? You can't even beat me, so you have the nerve to say you want to beat a group of us?"
"The current leader is no longer the same as before!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiukui stood up abruptly, and his whole body's aura changed.
It turned out to be a real state of transformation into gods!
Jiukui didn't know when he had left the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm and entered the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm!
"When did you enter the realm of transformation into gods?"
Nangong Xiangrui and others, who were originally confident of winning, also changed their expressions.
The old housekeeper is also in the God Transformation Realm, but unfortunately he was severely injured by Shi Tongling. Now his combat power is equivalent to nothing. Among the remaining people, there is no strong person in the God Transformation Realm...
"Ha ha!"
Jiukui smiled proudly, "You are only focused on fighting for the Purple Netherworld Flower, but you have not forgotten the remaining branches, leaves and roots of the Purple Netherworld Flower! Although its effect is not as strong as that of the flower, after taking it and refining the flesh and blood,
It’s better to help this leader enter the state of transformation into gods!”
Jiang Deng sneered and said sarcastically: "You have only just entered the realm of transformation into gods, and your realm is not yet stable. Why are you so proud?"
"Hmph! After I kill you and leave behind the flesh and blood of you, the proud men of heaven, I will slowly refine it and stabilize my realm."
As soon as he finished speaking, streaks of gray evil energy flew out from Jiukui's body, attacking everyone directly, "If you have ruined my master's plan, then I will spare your lives!"
Seeing countless evil spirits flying towards them, everyone gritted their teeth and quickly raised their swords to deal with them.
Nangong Xiangrui held the Red Plum Sword, and while cutting down the evil spirits, he suggested: "Kill all these evil spirits first, and later we will besiege Jiukui together!"
"No need to bother." Jiang Deng's faint voice sounded behind him.
Um?
Everyone looked back and saw Jiang Deng staring at Jiukui, not only his eyes were shining, but he also licked the corners of his lips hungrily, "Get out of the way, let me eat, oh no, kill him!"
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Nangong Yanming said with a look of disgust: "You don't want to eat this smelly old man's meat, do you?"
"How is that possible?" Jiang Deng said with a look of disgust: "Do I seem to be such a picky eater?"