Chapter 658: Immortal Gate Final Test 82 Some Are Crazy And Others Are Sweet
"Junior brother, your so-called fifth-level sword intention is broken! Now it depends on your sword!" Bei Baifeng smiled confidently, and once again set his eyes on Dongfang Qingqing, whose jade face was flushed, and was filled with evil thoughts.
The color is clear at a glance.
"You are seeking death!" Nan Zhantian gritted his teeth and roared, the big hand holding the sword shaking slightly.
"Haha! Junior brother, you have to think about it. The whirlpool on the head of this golden armor is the divine realm where the golden armor refines corpses. Although it is only ten feet long now, if your sword falls into it, it will be destroyed. Oh, by the way, let me tell you
You, the Tai Rong Ancestor, were swallowed by this whirlpool, and soon became the fertilizer of the divine realm, expanding the original nine-foot-long vortex to ten feet."
"Did you kill Tai Rong?" Nan Zhantian asked in a frightening voice.
"Oh, they have been squeezed into pigs by the plague god. What's the use of keeping them? It's better to turn them into fertilizers and make some small contributions to Bai. If junior brother insists on drawing the sword, he might become Bai's.
Fertilizer!" Bei Baifeng said, with endless aloofness emitting from his body.
On the nine-star painting scroll in Beibaifeng Dantian, the white star flashes violently. On the white peak, a middle-aged beautiful woman sits cross-legged. One of her jade hands is shooting out a white flame. Above the flame, a
The gray mist twisted and howled. Listening to its voice, it was the voice of Patriarch Tai Rong.
The middle-aged beautiful woman squinted her eyes at the mist and bared her teeth: "Young Master, Bai Ji begged you to kill that bitch, no! It's best to catch her and torture her to death, and give her soul to Bai Ji to extract."
Refining!"
"Hehehe! Bai Ji, why do you hate her so much?"
"Because she is good, Bai Ji hates her! The better she is, the deeper Bai Ji hates her!" the middle-aged beautiful woman said lonely.
"Really, wasn't she once your best friend? You two are like sisters..."
"Okay! What kind of best friends, what kind of sisters? On the road to immortality, there is only life and death. If she hadn't slipped away, Bai Ji would have dealt with her long ago! And this old man Tai Rong, if it hadn't been for him
Mind your own business, can that bitch Dongfang Qingqing escape?" The beautiful middle-aged woman said harshly, the flames increased a bit, and the mist howled violently again.
"Senior Sister Bai, my aunt! Please let my soul go. I'm obsessed with it. I wanted to take Dongfang Qingqing into my own. I didn't want to save her, let alone go against you!" The soul of Tai Rong Patriarch begged.
road.
"Old pervert, I call you pervert! If Bai Ji doesn't refine you for a hundred years, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart! Let you go and live your daydream. Just wait, that old bitch will soon
I will meet you, and when the time comes, I will blend you together, and you can moan in pain together! Gaga gah!" The beautiful middle-aged woman laughed like crazy, with a ferocious look on her beautiful face.
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"You old bitch! You old pervert! You seduce your nephew and have sex with your nephew every day. You have to die a good death. Sooner or later you will be punished by God...ah~!" Tai Rong Patriarch's soul energy
Extremely, he just cursed loudly.
However, before the scolding ended, the white fireworks in Bai Ji's hand suddenly shot up, instantly swallowing up less than half of the soul. Tai Rong Ancestor's wail also increased by three points again.
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At the same time, behind Nan Zhantian, Dongfang Qingqing was already shivering. She whispered: "Zhantian, you run away! This madman can even kill an old man who has lost all his dagger teeth. I only want to deal with you."
I'm afraid I won't be merciful. Senior sister has decided, if you run away, I will cut off your queenship!"
"Queen? Why do you have that?" Nan Zhantian asked through a message.
Dongfang Qingyu waved his hand, and the Heavenly Proverbs Thunder was wiped out again. With a slight injection of spiritual power, waves of violent aura shot out.
"That's it! Since Qingqing has loved you, he has no regrets. This pervert must have never refined Longjiao Rong, and his Dharma body is definitely not as good as yours. When the Tianzhen thunder explodes, he will collapse to the ground even if he doesn't die.
Minions. Now that you have entered the sea of clouds, you still have a glimmer of hope."
"Nonsense! Who do you think Zhan Tian is?!" Nan Zhantian couldn't help but said, he grabbed the Tianzhen Lei, turned it over with his big hand, and put it in his pocket.
"No... Zhan Tian, senior sister can live until now, thanks to you and Boy Tian, senior sister has everything. Now that senior sister is here, she is just a burden. But senior sister wants you to live and pursue the great road, hurry up and get Tian Zhen
Give me back the thunder!" Dongfang Qingqing said with tears in her eyes.
"No! Zhan Tian can't let senior sister come to cut off the queen. Zhan Tian still needs senior sister to add a queen to the Zhan family. Don't worry, that divine realm has not yet been formed at all and cannot withstand Zhan Tian's fifth-level sword intention!"
Dongfang Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, her face turned red and white, and she muttered angrily: "Damn it, how long has it been since then, and you still have the heart to say this! Okay, as long as Qingqing can get out, I'll give it up."
This kind of cultivation will also provide your husband with a future wife!"
"Hahaha! Okay, okay! Senior sister, don't break your promise!" Nan Zhantian laughed out loud.
"You...still call me senior sister?" Dongfang Qingqing hummed shyly.
"Eh? It's madam, madam!" Nan Zhantian patted his head and replied with a silly smile.
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"Oh, what a love for a concubine! Nan Zhantian, it seems that if Bai doesn't beat you down completely, you still have illusions." Bei Baifeng was very angry when he saw Nan Zhantian and Dongfang Qingqing's entangled appearance.
laugh.
Nan Zhantian raised his head and looked at Bai Feng, who was full of evil spirits. The tenderness on his face slowly solidified: "Okay! Bai Feng! You and I, two geniuses from the south and the other from the north, who call themselves Yuzhou, will fight to the death here today!"
Let’s see if your golden armor is tougher, or if Zhan’s sword is sharper!”
"Hehehehe! Wrong! It's not the golden armored corpse, but also Bai's Heavenly Treasure! No, it should reach the level of Xuanbao now."
"Xuanbao?" Nan Zhantian's heart suddenly trembled.
"Nine-star paintings, come out~!" At the foot of the Baizhang steps, Bei Baifeng sneered again and again, and then waved his big hand, and a three-foot-long scroll appeared quickly. On the scroll, nine-point paintings were dazzling.
Just when the nine-star painting scroll was about to unfold, the sea of clouds suddenly changed, and bursts of lotus fragrance overflowed. All the rolling clouds suddenly stopped, and among the clouds, thousands of lotus flowers bloomed. Red, orange, yellow, green, and blue.
Purple, layers of colorful brilliance burst out, illuminating the entire sea of clouds in dazzling colors.
"Eh? What's going on?" Bei Baifeng looked at Yunhai with squinted eyes.
"It seems someone is coming from Huanxian Pavilion!" Nan Zhantian also glanced at Yunhai, with a hint of joy on his face.
Immortal music sounded, and then a colorful cloud of clouds shot up. On the clouds, stood a female cultivator in a green skirt. The female cultivator was in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Her face was covered with green gauze, her hands were empty, and her figure was slightly haggard, as if she was seriously ill.
The appearance of recovery.
The colorful flying clouds stopped a hundred feet away from the cliff, then glanced coldly at the three people below, and shouted hoarsely: "Are you going to the Dragon Gate Formation?"
As soon as Nan Zhantian clasped his fists, Bei Baifeng below laughed evilly: "So what if it is, what if it is not?"
The female cultivator in green skirt frowned slightly: "Yes, just stop fighting, cross the Baizhang Longmen Valley honestly, and Qing'er will take you to the pavilion; no, you stay away, we will fight to death or alive."
As you wish, Qing'er will return to the pavilion right now."
After the female cultivator in the green skirt finished speaking, she briefly glanced at the three of them, turned around, and was about to leave.
"Fairy, stay here. Baifeng, I really want to rush to the Dragon Gate Formation. Please ask the fairy to take Bai to the Huanxian Pavilion!" Bei Baifeng forced out a smile and said with cupped fists.
"Where are you two?" The female cultivator in green skirt looked at Nan Zhantian and asked.
"My dear Zhantian, this is Madam Dongfang Qingqing. She is also going to the Longmen Formation. How much of a bother!" Nan Zhantian bowed and replied.
"In that case, come together! Remember, no fighting is allowed in the sea of clouds. Once you violate the rules, the Feixia Trail will collapse immediately, and you will all fall into the sea of clouds at your own risk!" The female cultivator in the green skirt did not show any emotion.
Said coldly.
As soon as the female cultivator in green skirt finished speaking, those extraordinary powerful clouds surged up again in the sea of clouds. Their speed was much faster than before, and it was still increasing. Above the Huanxian Pavilion, a huge cloud appeared.
The lotus is rising slowly, with seven petals in bloom, each with different colors. On the seven-color lotus, bursts of fairy clouds surge, accompanied by sounds of wonderful fairy music.
Nan Zhantian glanced at Bei Baifeng: "Baifeng, should we fight in, or go in and fight again?"
Bei Baifeng frowned slightly, examined the sea of clouds for a few seconds, shook his head and said: "Forget it, Bai has to do something important. This sea of clouds is unpredictable, and its power is still increasing. I'm afraid it will double in less than half an hour.
As long as you don’t hinder Bai’s progress, Bai will spare your life for the time being!”
As Bei Baifeng was talking, Bai Ji whispered urgently in the Nine Star Painting Picture: "Young Master, kill Dongfang Qingqing!"
"Bai Zhanying?!"
Behind Nan Zhantian, Dongfang Qingqing raised his head in shock and glanced at the nine-star painting floating above Bai Feng's head in disbelief.
Bei Baifeng's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! Bai Ji, do you want you to arrange my actions?"
"But... Young Master, Bai Ji has only one request. If you want Bai Ji to serve you, you must fulfill this wish for Bai Ji, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what? Do you want to do the opposite? Well, if there is no enemy tonight, I will go to your white peak, and you will serve me!"
Bei Baifeng said absolutely, waving his hand to cut off the connection between the Nine Star Painting Picture and the outside world. Then, he quietly put away the Nine Star Painting Scroll and the Golden Armor Refining Corpse. In a flash, he crossed over to Nan Zhantian and Dongfang Qingqing, and stood quietly on the edge of the cliff.
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In the nine-star painting, the beautiful middle-aged woman was quietly weeping, sitting on the top of the peak, looking ahead, like a white statue.