Chapter 57 A gift for my disciple From a high position, he looked down at the old Jiang Chong.
He Niansheng said slowly:
"There is bitter lotus powder in the ice cave, and ordinary tears are hidden in the ice-condensing talisman. The erysipelas is just a cover up, so you can let down your guard and take the medicine."
"Ha...ahem...ok! What a wonderful He Niansheng! I almost forgot that the alchemist is a poison master! Can you tell me what kind of medicine this is?"
Looking at Jiang Chong quietly, He Niansheng slowly shook his head.
As long as it's delicious, that's it. You old boy still want the recipe?
Simply too much! Then, without any warning, He Niansheng swung the long sword in his hand.
A sharp sword light directly cut off Jiang Chong's right arm, which was wearing the Qiankun Bracelet.
The wound is covered with frost, and it is no longer necessary to stop the bleeding.
With a big hand raised, Jiang Chong's right arm was directly taken into He Niansheng's hands.
After taking off several Qiankun bracelets, He Niansheng actually weighed Jiang Chong's right arm amid Jiang Chong's gnashing of teeth and howling.
As the frost spread, He Niansheng looked thoughtful.
If it is returned to this old guy, it may be able to be connected without affecting its use.
But it was obvious that He Niansheng would not do such a thing.
Looking at this arm, He Niansheng thought of his sick disciple again.
Come out and bring him some gifts.
Maybe I can get some weird stuff out... and I can also make that kid happy.
Thinking of this, He Niansheng directly hung the frozen arm around his waist.
Then, his cold eyes looked at Jiang Chong who was lying limply on the ground.
In Jiang Chong's fearful gaze, He Niansheng threw the Black Peak sword in his hand.
With a thud.
The sword trembled, almost tearing Jiang Chong's throat apart.
Looking at the Black Peak Sword so close at hand, Jiang Chong couldn't help but feel his throat well up.
If it were moved just a few centimeters further, the Black Peak Sword could directly cut off his head.
He Niansheng... didn't kill him? When Jiang Chong was shocked, He Niansheng's voice sounded again.
"The person who killed Jiang Xiong was not my He family, Nian Sheng, but the Dahe Hai family."
"Impossible! He Niansheng! You are lying to me!"
Quietly looking at the roaring Jiang Chong, He Niansheng didn't defend himself, he just watched quietly.
In He Niansheng's stagnant gaze, Jiang Chong's voice became smaller and smaller.
During the silence, another roar suddenly came from the distance.
"He Niansheng! How dare you!"
Boom.
Like a howitzer, the strong sea dragon tore away the black mist and smashed it directly to the ground.
He was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and he looked very vicious.
Hailong arrives first, can Haiyan be far behind? For the Hai Brothers, this was a huge loss.
Haiguo ran away, and Dahe Sect was also in disgrace.
This huge gamble turned out to be in vain.
And all of this... is all because of that ink-blooded dragon that spurts blood crazily!
In other words... the culprit of all this is the white-haired man in front of him! Supreme Qingdan... He Niansheng!
The moment he saw Hai Long, a disdainful smile slowly appeared on the corner of He Niansheng's mouth.
Then, he turned and left without looking back.
"you!!!"
He looked at He Niansheng's retreating back, and then looked at Jiang Chong who was lying on the ground with a confused look on his face.
In the end... Hai Long still didn't dare to catch up.
He Niansheng is too sinister.
If you chase him, something will happen.
Walking out of the black mist, He Niansheng directly activated the lotus seed.
The Dahe Sect's cage was finally broken, and He Niansheng was about to start his great career of becoming an immortal.
After roughly sensing Xia Ming's position, He Niansheng was about to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hu Changqing beside him.
With a slight frown, He Niansheng threw a Qiankun bracelet to Hu Changqing.
"Old Mrs. Hu was kind to me back then, and I will repay you today. Hu Changqing...I will come to you if something happens. I also know what Jiang Chong knows."
Silently put away the Qiankun Bracelet, and looking at He Niansheng's retreating back, Hu Changqing clenched his fists tightly.
In such a short moment, Hu Changqing suddenly no longer wanted to cultivate it comes to calculations, he doesn't care much about Niansheng and Jiang Chong.
In terms of courage, he is not as good as Hai Long and Hai Yan.
In terms of talent, he is even worse than the sect master Hai Guo.
If he hadn't relied on the accumulation of his ancestors, how could he, Hu Changqing, have climbed to the late stage of pill formation.
……
The war in Black Qiu Forest has been decided, and the Zi Lei Ancestor's side has gradually entered a fever pitch.
Taoist Zi Lei is getting old after all, and he has become a little lazy in controlling the sword formation.
If he had been so many decades younger, this black-blooded dragon would probably have been ripped apart from its flesh and bones by him.
Gradually, Taoist Zi Lei also noticed something was wrong.
The beast in the sword formation seemed to be crazy, burning blood and essence like crazy.
The scales are rising and the blood is spurting out.
Keep up the good work!Squirt blood again!
The body, which was dozens of feet long, shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The body is shrinking, but the beast's strength is increasing.
Turn the tide!Open the mountain!Kill the dragon!
spring breeze!Mu Yu!Thunder!
The sword strike was fierce, the sword light was like the sea, and above the purple sea, the dragon had shrunk to the size of a python.
A dignified look gradually appeared on Taoist Zi Lei's face.
He could be sure at this moment that the black-blooded dragon must have been tampered with, and it was burning its essence and blood at all costs.
What's even more troublesome is that the bloodline of this dragon seems to be very unusual. If it continues to burn like this, something big will happen.
As his mind moved, Zi Lei Taoist pinched his sword finger with his hand, and his soul connected with heaven and earth.
"Sword rises! Open the river!"
Back then, Taoist Zi Lei had realized the Nascent Soul and once drew a sword to cross the Baicang River.
And today, that magnificent sword light came to the hinterland of the river again.
In front of the sword light, the black-blooded dragon was as small as a loach.
When all the cultivators were horrified, the sword light cut into the ground.
With just one sword, the river can be cut across!
……
The cultivators of the Bamboo Sword Sect looked from a distance and saw only the endless sword light.
The ancestor of Nascent Soul has a spirit that connects the heaven and the earth. His level of spiritual energy is far beyond the reach of his alchemy cultivation.
"Ancestor is so mighty! If Ancestor takes action, he will surely be captured!"
Hurrying slowly, Xu Weizhou finally arrived in front of the sect leader Xu Xuan.
First he bowed respectfully, and then he flattered Taoist Zi Lei.
"Wei Zhou, thank you for your hard work."
"It's Wei Zhou's duty to work for the clan leader without working hard."
Hearing Xu Weizhou's flattery, Xu Xuan was very happy. Feeling comfortable, he patted Xu Weizhou's shoulder again.
Being patted on the shoulder by someone from the younger generation of the Xu family, Xu Weizhou not only wasn't angry, but instead had a charming smile on his face.
Shame?
nonexistent.
The sect leader’s father is the ancestor of Nascent Soul!
Without the support of Zi Lei Ancestor, Xu Weizhou would not be where he is today.
After smiling charmingly, Xu Weizhou bowed respectfully.
"Sect Master, there is a method in Weizhou that can use the blood of wild beasts to refine the body. Dragon is the best."
"Although it cannot be forged into a body of steel, it can still give the sect master more children..."
"Now that the Bamboo Sword Sect has merged with the two sects... the Xu family's mountains and rivers are still guarded by the Xu family."
Hearing Xu Weizhou's words, the expressions of the several alchemy monks behind him suddenly changed.
Only the sect leader Xu Xuan was very happy.
"Okay, okay! This time Elder Xu Weizhou went deep into the river. He deserves a reward! A heavy reward!"
Standing with his hands behind his back, Xu Xuan looked at his father's back, as if he had everything.
(End of this chapter)