(244 Not Afraid of Thunder Pool)

Now that this opportunity is in front of him, he is especially excited. He was like a cat staring at a mouse, walking carefully step by step. He was so excited that his palms were sweaty, but his hands were empty. Although there were weapons and magic weapons, he didn't take out any of them. Because the other party is just a mortal with a weak body, and he is a monk who has built a fivefold foundation! If you need to use magic weapons to kill the other party, it will be really ridiculous. He even wanted to catch this imperial brother like a cat and mouse, torture him, then let him go, and then catch and torture again...... Kill him again until you get tired of playing. Only in this way can he sweep away the depression he has been living in the shadow of the two royal brothers for many years.

King Yun didn't seem to be afraid of his approach, but waited for his arrival with an indifferent face.

"Your Highness, you and I are both Xuanmen monks, how can we do it to a mortal? Where is the fairness?" Suddenly, an elegant and soft female voice came into the ears of King Xia. Only then did King Xia see that there was already a woman in a wide white robe standing in front of him, and a fat face opened his eyes. His consciousness swept away, this person was only a threefold foundation, and he couldn't help but be furious: "Presumptuous! Who are you? This king is acting and needs you to interrogate?

This fat woman is Murong Qing. Murong Qing was born in a scholarly family, and he best recognized the death of a bunch of three outlines and five constants. And once she recognizes it, the nine cows can't pull it back. As soon as she heard King Xia's threat, she didn't care, and retorted: "I'm polite to call you Your Highness! Since you have entered the Self-Born Monument training, you are no longer the prince, but an outer disciple of the Jade Palace like me." When you see me, you have to call out to Senior Sister! Otherwise, are you here to train or to be the king? Pick mortals to attack, you are still not a man? Draw your sword, and my sister will have a fair duel with you!"

King Xia was dumbfounded by her, his heart was furious, the white light flashed in his hand, and a three-foot-long sword was already horizontal in his hand. He drew his sword, and the scabbard was lost, revealing the blue blade of the sword. The sword has no gauntlets, and the hilt is topped by a sharp blade. The blade of the sword looks as thin as paper, with blades on both sides, resembling an elongated willow leaf.

"Okay, fair duel!" King Xia roared angrily and jumped up. But he secretly sneered in his heart. The other party was holding a Xuantie Wood magic sword that was common in the Jade Palace, and although it was planted with spirit seeds, there was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations. He knew at a glance that the spirit seed was just a decoration, and it had not been fused at all. Such a magic sword is no different from the iron sword of a mortal. And the sword in his hand is called "Lei Mang", which is a magic weapon created by the master of the Yin Yang Sect Lei Dun, where is there any fairness at all? As long as the two swords intersect, he will casually release some Lei Dun, which is enough to turn this fat girl into a roast pig.

Seeing that the two swords were about to intersect, Murong Qing's sword moves were strange, and he took the side side, and the two swords seemed to be close but never touched, but the move slashed towards Haoqi's wrist. Haoqi's sword was invincible, he was depressed in his heart, and he was too lazy to wait for another opportunity, so he directly injected a wisp of true qi into the sword. Suddenly, the blue light on the sword exploded, and a ray of thunder burst out, attacking Murong Qing directly. Murong Qing obviously didn't expect the other party to have this move, and he had nowhere to dodge, so he had to block it with a magic sword.

Haoqi smiled secretly, aren't you looking for death if you use the magic sword to block the lightning strike? This thunder is enough to penetrate the hilt of the sword along the body of the sword and go straight into the human body.

But the spectacle he had hoped for did not happen. Instead, this bright blue thunderbolt clearly hit Murong Qing's magic sword, but disappeared without a trace, as if the power of this thunder and lightning had been inexplicably absorbed. Murong Qing was safe and sound.

It was the Lei Xuanmu species of her sword body, and Huo Ran brightened. She suddenly felt a wisp of powerful aura rushing straight into the sea of qi, but there was no malice, but it was as if this Thunder Xuanmu species had taken the initiative to ask for the merger of the master.

She couldn't believe it. You must know that the more precious the spirit seed, the more difficult it is to fuse. Moreover, she has not reached the fourth level of foundation building, so it stands to reason that she cannot fuse the spirit seed at all. So when they gave her this precious Lei Xuanmu, she just inlaid it on the sword and slowly recuperated, planning to fuse it when she cultivated enough. But she didn't expect to be hit by the other party's Lei Mang, but this Lei Xuanmu species would take the initiative to find her to confess the master?

In fact, some spirit species are undisciplined, and once they are violently integrated, they will leave such a hidden danger, called "enemy master". After Haoqi seized this Thunder Xuanmu Seed in Qingyang Town, he forcibly fused it on top of the Ten Thousand Flames Thunder Cover. At that time, the danger of the "enemy" was buried. Once this spirit seed has the opportunity to break out of the control of this lord and fall into the hands of others, and if it encounters the old master in the future, the enemy's nature will be stimulated, and he will take the initiative to recognize the enemy as the master and wait for an opportunity to take revenge on the old master.

was hit by Haoqi Lei Mang, this Thunder Xuanmu Seed immediately woke up, instantly recognized Murong Qing as the master, and then shined brightly, and perfectly fused with this magic sword. Immediately, an even more earth-shattering snow-white lightning erupted. Although this is a long story, it happened in an instant, just like the blue thunder just now was rebounded, and the power increased several times.

This is the ruthlessness of this Thunder Xuanmu Seed Spirit, against the tyrannical old master, being poured out! Haoqi hurriedly threw out a defensive magic weapon, but he still couldn't resist this furious blow. Hearing a thunderous sound, Haoqi was scorched black, and was knocked out several feet away, and landed on the stone platform.

Murong Qing turned around at this time, but saw that Yun Wang Haozheng and Lian Ping in the root marrow pool had disappeared together. Gu Wentian shattered the crystal array besieging him with a loud bang, and stood up, but instead of looking at Lian Ping's disappeared root pool, he stared at the top of his head, his face full of anger.

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When Murong Qing stopped Haoqi, of course Haozheng was not stupid enough to go up to help, what he was thinking about was how to rescue Lian Ping.

All the people here together can't beat Gu Wentian alone. So if Lian Ping is not rescued, they are destined to die.

Although Gu Wentian was under siege by the spar, he seemed to be unharmed. And Lian Ping's complexion is obviously gradually declining. If it goes on like this, Lian Ping will die. Lian Ping is dead, and all of them are finished.

Lian Ping's position was not far from the stone platform, only three to five steps away. However, these three to five steps are like a moat for Hao Zheng, who is a mortal.

The turquoise root pith in front of me is a liquid that glows green, and what's worse is that it's boiling, like a real pot of magma, but the color is different. At the edge of the pistern, there is another blue glow floating.

Hao Zheng carefully probed his fingers into the pistern. Although this kind of root marrow obviously did not cause much harm to a monk like Lian Ping, there was no guarantee that the effect on mortals would be exactly the same.

He immediately couldn't help but let out a scream. Fingers probing over the green liquor, he felt no different from reaching into the boiling oil. It was only for a split second that he withdrew his hand. It was like the pain of boiling oil and it disappeared immediately.

He looked at his fingers. Although it feels similar, there is a difference between this liquid and boiling oil. If it was piping hot oil, my fingers would have been blistered or even peeled off by now. But after being soaked in this pith, his fingers were unharmed, except for a few inconspicuous little red dots on his fingers.

"It seems that it is just pain, as long as you can endure it, you can get through this hurdle. ”

Time is running out, Lian Ping may die at any time. Hao Zheng no longer hesitated, and suddenly passed through the blue ghostly fire. Luckily, he only felt in a trance for a moment, and then jumped straight into the turquoise root marrow juice.

Originally, he thought that the thick Taoist robe on his body could isolate this intense pain a little. But he was wrong. This fluid is full of life and can break down anything that is not alive. His Dao robe was immediately dissolved into countless holes, and as soon as the root pulp fluid swarmed in, his whole body immediately seemed to be soaked in boiling oil. The pain was so severe that he almost fainted.

This real pain was 10,000 times clearer and stronger than the fear brought about by the coercion of the other party's divine consciousness in front of Liu Hui! But he knew that the powerful Gu Wentian was sitting behind his back waiting for Lian Ping to die, and there was no turning back at all.

In fact, the root marrow pool left by Qin Zunyang was filled with the Aoki True Qi that Qin Zunyang had refined. These true qi itself has no owner, as long as any monk enters, it will enter the body and recognize the master, and can be controlled freely. If you can't accept it for a while, you can easily turn it away, and it won't cause any damage to the monk's body.

But for Haozheng, a sickly and frail mortal, it was completely different. He has no true qi of his own, and he has no control over the true qi of the ownerless. Therefore, for him, this pool of marrow is a large pool full of miasma. These "miasma" penetrated into his every pore, soaked his body, and made him feel painful. Although it will not cause him to die in a short time, these miasma contaminates his body, which can be said to add fuel to the fire of a sick and weak person, and the future troubles are endless.

He also vaguely felt that this matter was not good. But he couldn't think about it, so he could only put all his mind on resisting the pain, but at least he could move his steps.

In just three steps, it seems like he has walked for more than three years!