Chapter 638 Immortal Gate Final Test 62 Mysterious Lingzhu
Grand Ancestor Tai Rong bared his teeth and was about to get up when Tian Jiu Shengsheng pushed him down on the stool.
"God, you are here! Just come, I will give you my seat!" Ancestor Tai Rong showed a flattering smile.
"Tch! I want to ask you, have you turned into a naked pig?"
"Oh, God, it's okay if you don't ask. When I ask, my eyes will be full of bitter tears! That Lei Nielong will rob me of my wealth and sex. I have long been a naked pig, and I am an old naked pig!"
Tai Rong Patriarch said, wiping the corners of his eyes with his hand, looking sad.
"Robbery of wealth and sex?" Tianjiu was stunned, sneered again and again, and then lowered his head and said: "That's not right! She only told me that she robbed you of some wealth, but not of sex? This damn girl also vowed to keep her body as pure as jade.
, could it be that she has eaten this wild food like you?"
"Ah?" Grand Ancestor Tai Rong gasped with excitement, his face was as black as coal, and he trembled as he spoke: "God, Lei Nie... what is the relationship between Fairy Lei and you?"
"It's nothing. I just had some fun on the jade couch and exchanged some tokens with each other. At the same time, she told you how much money she had robbed you. Ancestor Tai Rong, what do you think our relationship is?" Tianjiu
He patted Patriarch Tai Rong on the shoulder and transmitted the message.
Ancestor Tai Rong lamented and smacked his mouth: "I deserve to die, it's all such a bad mouth. God, don't think blindly. Fairy Lei really only wants a little thing from me. It's not a disaster. Absolutely."
No color!"
"Bring it here, old rules!" Tianjiu waved his big hand.
"No, God, this is the palace of the Ice Jade Fairy. You can't just rob other people's territory, right?" Patriarch Tai Rong shouted while looking at the misty jade couch.
"Hehe! Does robbery have to be divided into territory and time? Mr. Tai Rong, I just don't like you. As long as I meet you on this road, I will rob you no matter what! Hurry up, otherwise I will not be polite!" Tianjiu!
He yelled loudly and slapped the ice crystal stool under Tai Rong Ancestor's body so loudly that it made a loud noise.
"God, can't you give it to me?!" Patriarch Tai Rong cried mournfully, handing a bulging storage bag into those nasty big hands.
Tianjiu glanced at it briefly, then walked up with a smile and sat down unceremoniously in the big ice crystal chair on the left side of the center stage. Suddenly, streams of pure and colorful spiritual dust flew out of the big chair.
It went up and entered his veins like a blue dragon.
At the same time, deep in Tianjiu's dantian, as the blue dragon submerged, a milky-white cold current quickly swirled out. In one breath, it turned into a transparent white chilong. The chilong roared, as if a huge force was pulling it towards the dantian.
It flew away. But just as it reached the entrance wall of the Dantian, the purple pearl suddenly appeared. The white chilong hit the purple pearl with its head and let out a wailing sound. It scattered around and turned into white mist again, sinking into the depths of the Dantian.
The changes in Tianjiu's body were naturally unknown to outsiders. However, Tianjiu snorted coldly in his heart and slowly narrowed his eyes.
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At this moment, the white mist on the jade couch was violently disturbed. After a few breaths, all the white mist shrank toward the center of the jade couch, and then, a graceful figure slowly emerged.
She has black silk stockings reaching her waist, a white scarf covering her face, and a snow-colored palace skirt with a satin ribbon tied around her thin waist, which outlines her graceful figure. A pair of jade hands are crystal clear, and the strips under her breasts are vaguely visible like ice crystals.
Her blood is as thin as hair. She doesn't carry any pressure on her body. From a distance, she looks like an icy beauty who doesn't eat the fireworks of this world.
A multicolored vortex swirled deep in Tianjiu's eyes, and through the layer of white gauze, he could vaguely see a jade face as beautiful as a fairy.
She raised her head slightly, a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, she glanced at the four people in the hall, passed directly past Mr. Tai Rong, then paused for three to five breaths on Tianjiu, and finally set her eyes on the standing figure.
On Nan Zhantian and Dongfang Qingqing.
"Little girl Bingyu, why don't you two sit down?"
Dongfang Qingqing quickly took Nan Zhantian's arm and squeezed out a smile: "Qingqing and her husband Zhantian came to the ice jade fairy's palace. The fairy didn't speak. How could Qingqing sit down at will?"
"Oh? He is your husband?" The Ice Jade Fairy was slightly startled, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"That's right! Senior Sister Qingqing is Zhan's Taoist companion." Nan Zhantian nodded in response.
The Ice Jade Fairy looked at Nan Zhan Tianshuxi again with her eyes, and asked with a smile: "Master Zhan's body is like a mysterious blade, and his sword intention is extremely majestic. He should be on the fifth level, right?"
"Ice Jade Fairy has good eyesight and is not talented in Zhantian. She has just advanced to the fifth level of Sword Intent." Nan Zhantian's sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed and he cupped his fists in reply.
"In that case, please take a seat. Originally, Fairy Qingqing could only sit on the jade stool, but since she is your Taoist companion, and a wife follows her husband, the two mysterious jade chairs on the right are yours."
"Thank you, Fairy!" Dongfang Qingqing smiled brightly. He quickly pulled Nan Zhantian onto the center stage and sat down on the two big chairs on the right. Immediately, a look of horror appeared on their faces.
"Oh? A mysterious jade chair? What's the point?" Tianjiu laughed out loud from the large chair on the left.
The Ice Jade Fairy glanced back and said with a sweet smile: "The mysterious jade chair is a top-level spiritual treasure that reaches the sky. It gathers the energy of the five elements of heaven and earth into the body of the chair and transforms it into dust. For thousands of years, the spirit dust in the body of the chair has been as thick as
Spiritual stone. When different people sit on it, spiritual dust of different sizes and attributes will emerge. Sitting on it for an hour is equivalent to a day of hard work, which is much more than the spiritual spring."
"What about the jade stool down there? Is it also a heavenly spiritual treasure?" Tianjiu asked, pointing to the stool under Patriarch Tai Rong's bed.
"No, it's just an ordinary treasure. The spiritual dust is like silk, which is better than nothing."
"Better than nothing! Gah gah! Ancestor Tai Rong, you are so at a loss. It doesn't matter how many hours you are early. It's still not worth one hour!" Tianjiu Thief smiled and winked at Ancestor Tai Rong.
Ancestor Tai Rong looked depressed, looking at the only remaining jade chair with a look of envy.
"Hahaha! Yes, yes! Ice Jade Beauty, could you please discuss and lend me the one next to me for fun?" Tianjiu grinned, and without waiting for the Ice Jade Fairy to answer, he waved his hand and directly lent the one next to him to me.
The empty ice crystal jade chair was stored in the Qiankun Ring.
"You must be Tianjiu, right? No problem, whatever treasures you like in this hall, just take them!" The beautiful eyes of the Ice Jade Fairy stared directly at Tianjiu's eyes, with infinite tenderness in her eyes.
"Ouch! Not good!" Tianjiu secretly screamed in his heart and hurriedly looked away. His whole body couldn't help but tremble. He clearly felt a spring breeze entering his body, making his heart full of excitement.
"Hey, I'm the plague god Tianjiu! Ice jade beauty, this is our first time meeting, how come the beauty knows Tian?" Tianjiu smacked his lips and asked with a sneer.
Fairy Bingyu paused for a few breaths, then suddenly chuckled: "Sir Yan said, whoever intercepts the God of Plague will be rewarded with a top-quality spiritual stone and a mysterious treasure. How can Bingyu not recognize the God of such great worth?
Master, you can take it, but you can’t take it away, haha!”
"Hehehehe! Fairy is joking. Lord Yan is a powerful person and the referee of this Fairy Sect selection. How can he issue an order to kidnap and kill this kid alone?! It's a rumor, it must be a rumor!" Tianjiu's expression changed slightly.
"It's not a rumor, Bingyu has just received an instruction from Master Yan from the eyes of the stars in the formation. As long as he is the God of Plague, he must stay."
"Star eyes? What star eyes?" Tianjiu took a deep breath.
"This... God, Bingyu will tell you slowly when I have time in the future. Lord, will you take the initiative to follow Bingyu yourself, or will Bingyu take action?" Fairy Bingyu said with a smile, her jade hands shook slightly, and a
Palm-sized transparent crystal beads appeared in the jade palm.
The crystal bead is as translucent as water, with no pressure or any light. On the surface of the bead, strands of milky white cold threads are flying around. When the cold threads pass by, the space is slightly distorted, and bits and pieces of collapsed black holes appear.
"Wait a minute, Ice Jade Fairy, Brother Tian is Zhan, a certain brother, I hope Fairy Haihan!" Nan Zhan Tian stood up suddenly, his right hand quietly resting on the hilt of Nan Yu's sword.
"Mr. Zhan, do you want to challenge Bingyu?" Fairy Bingyu smiled sweetly.
"Don't dare! But since Zhan recognizes this brother, he will treat him as a brother. If you deal with him, you will deal with me!"
"Really? Xuan Lingzhu, take it~!"
The Ice Jade Fairy snorted softly, and just as she said the word "accept", the transparent crystal bead suddenly shot out thousands of white lights. The white lights only condensed slightly, and turned into a bag about ten feet in size, which was wrapped around the head.
Xiangnan Zhantian is where he stands.
"Uh? Broken~!"
The moment Nan Zhantian saw the white light burst out, he swung his right hand out.
Layers of sword shadows appeared, numbering in the thousands, like a curtain of swords, shooting towards the white Kabuto who had teleported in front of him.
The sound of cracking silk was heard endlessly, and the white bag collapsed quickly, but then fell out again; the sword curtain collapsed piece by piece, and was gradually submerged by the white bag. Without a breath, with a bang, the sword curtain collapsed
No trace.
"No! Escape!"
Nan Zhantian was horrified, his figure was like a sword shadow, wrapped around Dongfang Qingqing and disappeared. (To be continued.)