Chapter 1849 The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace who was provoked
The majestic and domineering Elder Fan was looking at the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace in the distance, but he did not dare to enter the central square area shrouded in cold air.
"Oh? Do you recognize me?"
The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace raised his eyebrows and followed the sound to look at the person coming.
He has not traveled outside for many years. In the Holy Land of Cultivation, there are very few monks who are lower than him in cultivation and can recognize him.
The coldness around the body has not dissipated, but it has not continued to increase.
Elder Fan looked respectful and hurriedly shouted, "Thousands of years ago, the Holy Son preached at Tiandao Palace. I was lucky enough to attend and benefited a lot from it! It can be considered that... I have met Senior Cui once!"
"So? You want to plead for this person?"
The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace nodded slightly, without even looking at the middle-aged monk, and asked directly indifferently.
At this time, the middle-aged monk was unable to speak. He could only turn his eyes with difficulty and cast a helpless look at Elder Fan for help.
Elder Fan glanced at the middle-aged monk Yuan with his peripheral vision, and said with a wry smile, "This bastard doesn't know how to live or die, and dares to offend seniors. He really deserves death. But now we are on the territory of Baizhangfang City, so seniors should respect Baizhang."
For the sake of Fangshi, I will hand him over to the younger generation."
The avatar of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace said expressionlessly, "Is Baizhangfang City's face? In front of me, there is no need to resort to such clumsy means. If you want someone, give me a reason not to kill him!"
Just because he hasn't walked around for many years doesn't mean he doesn't understand anything.
He could clearly see how cautious the other party was.
It is said that it is handed over to Baizhangfang City, but it is just a guarantor in disguise.
Elder Fan hurriedly continued, "To be honest, this bastard has a close relationship with the second boss of Baizhangfang City. He is the heir left by the second boss in the secular world in his early years."
"Second Boss? Haha, do you think this reason is enough?" The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace sneered indifferently, unmoved at all.
"This junior once collected a Heavenly Dao Stone in his early years. I am willing to exchange this stone for his life!"
Gritting his teeth, Elder Fan immediately said quickly with a painful look on his face.
After saying this, he quickly raised his hand and took out a goose egg-sized, radiant blue stone that contained an inexplicable mysterious aura.
"Tiandao Stone? You little guy is quite capable, and you are even more willing to spend a lot of money! In this case, it is not impossible to consider it."
His eyes fell on the blue stone in the opponent's hand. The Holy Son of Tiandao Palace raised his brows slightly, and his eyes clearly flashed with excitement.
The Heavenly Dao Stone contains the mysteries of Heavenly Dao. It is of great help to monks in the spiritual stage to understand the Dao.
In contrast, crushing an ant that provokes you will not do any good except to make yourself feel better.
"That's all! Since you are willing to spend this money, and you have had a relationship with me once, it doesn't matter if I give you this thin noodles."
As soon as he finished speaking, the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and a burst of true energy emitted, picking up the Tiandao Stone in Elder Fan's hand.
With the Tiandao Stone in hand, the astonishing cold air that shrouded the entire central square dissipated without a trace in an instant.
All the monks in the square looked at the direction of the teleportation array in shock, and hurriedly ran out of the square without thinking.
Not far from the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, the middle-aged monk who had previously spoken provocatively softened and collapsed on the ground.
He was panting heavily, his energy was listless, and his breath had dropped to freezing point.
Although there was no physical death, this experience had already damaged the foundation of his vitality.
But regardless of his own situation, facing the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace,
The middle-aged monk didn't even dare to raise his head.
"Thank you, senior! Thank you, senior!!"
Elder Fan smiled and thanked him repeatedly.
The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace waved his hand slightly impatiently and ignored it. His attention immediately fell on the jade tablet hanging in front of him, sealing the Su Twelve Demon Infant.
However, he was about to take action and continue to follow the fluctuations of the jade sign.
But at this moment, the jade plaque that was originally hanging in the air suddenly sank, as if its power had been drained away in an instant, and still fell on his waist, without any reaction.
"Um?"
When the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The true energy in the body immediately surged up again, blessing the jade plaque at the waist.
But no matter how he activated his true energy, the jade tablet remained motionless and showed no reaction at all. .??.
"Damn it! This demon baby has actually lost track of that kid?"
"Is it possible... that he just happened to leave Baizhangfang City? But judging from the Demon Infant's reaction just now, the kid is not that far away from here. Apart from the teleportation array in the central square, there is no other way to leave?
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"Or is it that he sensed something and managed to cut off the connection with the Demon Infant?"
A series of doubts flashed through his mind, and the face of the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace instantly turned gloomy.
No matter what, it is an indisputable fact that Su Twelve has lost his whereabouts again.
If it's the former, that's all. Just look for a few more places. But if it's the latter, things will be troublesome. He is well aware of how cunning Su Twelve is.
If there was really a way to detect and cut off the connection with the Demonic Infant, it would undoubtedly be twice as difficult to find it later.
The more I thought about it, the uglier the face of the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace became.
The cold air that had disappeared once again spread from his body, covering the entire central square again in the blink of an eye.
Not far away, under the direction of Elder Fan's gaze, a middle-aged monk was dragging his seriously injured body little by little towards the outside of the square.
Struck by the cold current, his body immediately shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, before he fell to the ground weakly again.
His body, which was already seriously injured, was hit hard again. His breath was weak now, and he had reached the end of his strength.
"Senior Cui! Keep your hands!"
Outside the central square, Elder Fan looked nervous. Upon seeing this, he hurriedly emboldened himself to shout loudly.
However, at this time, the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace was filled with rage.
It was a good thing that he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace immediately set his sharp eyes on the middle-aged monk who fell to the ground again.
The murderous intent in his eyes was pointed directly at the middle-aged monk as if it were real.
If the person in front of him had not provoked and interfered without any reason, he should have been in front of Su Twelve now. How could he have given Su Twelve a chance to disappear again.
The clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace became more and more angry as he thought about it. He completely ignored Elder Fan in the distance, stared at the middle-aged monk, and suddenly clenched his fists.
In an instant, the chill that shrouded all directions shrank at an alarming speed, converging on the middle-aged monk.
"You...I...Fan, Elder Fan, save...save me!"
Under the impact of the terrifying chill, a look of extreme pain appeared on the middle-aged monk's face.
But he only had time to let out a few whimpers before his body exploded and turned into countless ice shards, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.
It can be said that... both body and soul are destroyed!
"Senior Cui, you..."
At the edge of the square, Elder Fan's eyes were about to burst, and he immediately looked at the clone of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, his face full of grief and anger.