The first thousand two hundred and tenth chapter Yueer protects the short
Chapter 1,210 Yue'er protects the weak
Rumbling explosions kept reaching the ears, but for Baixuan Pavilion, the defeat was just a matter of time. The sects were fighting, and high-level combat power was often the main deciding factor. They suffered losses at the beginning, unlike the Nascent Soul cultivators.
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"Little girl, be good and tie your hands. I can let you live." The face of the young-faced old man with black hair was full of lust.
Lu Ying'er's expression was extremely ugly. The other party was in the Nascent Soul stage, and her cultivation level was not comparable to hers. However, she was unwilling to do it even if she was beaten to death.
Being used as a cauldron by the other party would be worse than losing your soul.
I just regretted that I was impatient for a moment, but ended up with such a life-or-death ending.
Thinking about how I had mediocre qualifications when I first set out on the path to immortality, if it weren't for Young Master Qingyan's care, it was unknown whether I would be able to establish the foundation of the Golden Elixir Path, let alone the Golden Elixir Path.
Lu Ying'er was grateful from the bottom of her heart, but before she could repay the young master, she was already in a certain death situation.
"Little girl, what are you thinking about? I don't have time to spend time with you." The old man had a look of impatience on his face and looked at the girl unscrupulously.
Lu Ying'er's face was full of disgust. With a flick of her jade hand, a delicate and small bracelet flew out. It was snow white, but it also contained some light cyan lines. The style was simple, and magical powers were not mentioned for the time being. Just from the perspective of decoration.
, is a rare treasure.
Jasper green light bracelet!
This treasure was given to her by Lin Xuan. Although its magical power is not as strong as the magic weapon she uses, even an old weirdo in the Nascent Soul stage will be greedy and eager after seeing it. Lin Xuan is not a stingy person, and he appreciates Lu Ying'er extremely.
, so the treasure given to her is naturally first-class.
The old man was stunned, and a greedy expression flashed across his face.
A handful of immortal cultivators who are in the middle stage of condensation actually have such a treasure?
God really treated me well. Not only did I get a fine cauldron, but I also got this thing.
"Little girl, since you don't listen to the teachings, don't blame me for destroying the flowers with my cruel hands. Let you see the power of the Nascent Soul monk."
Before he finished speaking, the old monster took action. I don't know if he wanted to show off, but he didn't offer a treasure. Instead, he shot out a magic formula, a spiritual light flickered in mid-air, and a beige hand about a foot long appeared.
With majestic pressure, he grabbed the girl hard.
Lu Ying'er gritted her teeth. Although she knew she was outmatched, she couldn't just sit back and wait for death. She also fired out a spell. At the same time, she slightly opened her lips and yelled: "Fuck!"
The jasper green light bracelet flashed, and clear shadows emerged one after another. This was originally a water-attribute treasure. Lu Ying'er matched it with the "Jade Girl's Seven Hearts Art", and countless ice crystal particles appeared in the air.
At first glance, it looks a bit like the Ice Rain Technique, but the power is not of the same order of magnitude.
The sound of hissing through the air reached my ears, and those ice crystals seemed to be fired from a strong bow and a crossbow, whistling like they were being shot at each other.
The big beige hand was riddled with holes, and the lustful old man couldn't help but look shocked, which was later replaced by anger. He, a dignified Yuan Ying stage immortal cultivator, was actually at a disadvantage in a fight with the Ningdan cultivator. Although he was slightly
It's because of carelessness, but this old face doesn't know where to put it.
However, his anger turned back to anger, and his heart became even hotter. The jasper green light bracelet was indeed no ordinary treasure.
"I have pity on you, you ignorant maidservant. You don't know how to reciprocate kindness, but you still dare to fight me without knowing what's going on. Okay, I'll let you experience the pain of soul refining."
When the old man said this, a faint black air appeared on his face, and his eyes became extremely blood-red. What was even more frightening was that his forehead actually grew an inch-long horn. Needless to say,
Some kind of weird magic was used.
Lu Ying'er's face turned paler, but at this moment, a familiar voice came into her ears: "Your Excellency, you are just a good-mouthed loser. To deal with an immortal cultivator in the Dan Condensation stage, you actually have to summon the demonic energy from the upper world. Lin
I have never seen any Nascent Soul cultivator who is as rubbish as you."
This sentence was extremely harsh, and the voice was even weirder. However, Lu Ying'er's whole person seemed to be suddenly rejuvenated. Her face was full of surprise, and she quickly turned her head and said, "Master."
I saw a flash of blue light on the horizon in the distance. It was obviously still dozens of miles away, but it was in front of me in an instant.
Such magical power was simply jaw-dropping. The light converged, revealing an ordinary-looking young man.
Wearing a green shirt, his appearance was unremarkable, but there was an astonishing coercion released from him.
"Which guy dares to tease me?" The lecherous old man was already furious, but when his consciousness swept over Lin Xuan's body, his expression changed drastically.
A person who cultivates immortality in the later stage of Nascent Soul?
There was a look of disbelief on his face, and he turned pale.
What did that little girl call him just now...young master?
Could it be that the other party came to help?
Thinking of this, his expression became extremely gloomy. Although he was in the Nascent Soul stage at the same time, there was a huge difference between the early stage and the later stage.
The corners of the lustful old man's mouth turned bitter, and he vaguely felt that this sect might be in serious trouble this time.
Lin Xuan was not in a hurry to take action, but the terrifying pressure enveloped the entire mountain.
The rumbling and crackling sounds have stopped.
Faced with the power of the monks in the later stages, the immortal cultivators in the Condensation Stage also felt short of breath. As for those in the Foundation Establishment Stage, they were even unable to stand in mid-air and fell down with a thud.
"Master, it's great that you're okay."
Lu Ying'er was surprised and happy, and bowed to Lin Xuan. She was already in a desperate situation, but she didn't expect that things would turn dark and bright again in an instant.
Baixuan Pavilion had been defeated like a mountain, but at this moment, its morale suddenly boosted.
For those who are cultivating immortals in the late Nascent Soul stage, one person can turn the world around.
"Xuan'er has met her master."
A flash of inspiration occurred, and another beautiful girl appeared in front of her, but her body was covered in blood, especially on her thigh, where there was a white wound that was about a foot long, which was shocking.
"Xuan'er, what's wrong with you?"
Before Lin Xuan could speak, a sweet call reached his ears, and Yue'er came to Zheng Xuan like a whirlwind. The two were called master and apprentice, but in fact they were almost close friends.
He only has this one precious apprentice, and Yue'er is very protective of his shortcomings. His face is full of anger: "Xuan'er, who hurt you?"
As she spoke, Yue'er turned her left hand over, and two jade bottles appeared in her palms. This girl was generous to the young master, and inside they contained the elixir refined by Lin Xuan.
"White for internal use, green for external use, and who hurt you? Be good and tell the master."
Lin Xuan couldn't help laughing when he heard these words, but I have to say that the little girl is indeed a good teacher.
"Him." Zheng Xuan pointed to the side. He was a thin, dark monk in his thirties, with pockmarks all over his face.