Chapter 75 Fisherman (Congratulations to the favorite leader of Xiaoqin)


    "What?"


    The old man surnamed Long''s face turned red and seemed unbelievable.


    He casually threw away the wreckage in his hand, looked at the corpse of the bull demon again, and quickly searched: "No...how could there be no demon pill?"


    The old man surnamed Long suddenly turned around and said, "Bitch, are you lying to me?!"


    "Haha...Long Lao Gui, I just lied to Zeng Yi." Su Ye responded with a sneer: "And you will be a ghost soon..."


    "I...be a ghost?"


    Old man Long sneered twice, and was about to continue speaking, a sword sound suddenly came from his ear: "Gengjin sword energy, not good!"


    He hurriedly raised his shield, holding a few talismans in his hand.


    But the golden light came too fast!


    Almost as he raised his shield, a sword light pierced the shield and penetrated into the chest of the old man named Long.


    "You... aren''t dead?"


    He had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he turned around with difficulty, and saw Mi Wei, who was charred in his clothes.


    "My surname is Long, I actually attacked me with a second-level thunder talisman behind my back while I was not prepared!"


    Mi Weidao sneered: "If I hadn''t had the ''life escape talisman'' given by my master, you would have succeeded!"


    With his magic power, countless Gengjin sword energy exploded from the body of the old man surnamed Long, instantly cutting him into countless pieces.


    "Cough cough... Thank you for your help, senior brother."


    Su Ye stood up, his face pale, and his chest was stained with blood, like duckweed in the wind.


    "Where are there... I just can''t stand this person so stupid and just do stupid things to buy a box and return a bead."


    Mi Weidao bounced casually and a fireball fell on the wreckage that had just been thrown out by Long Lao Gui.


    The wreckage was burned instantly and turned into ashes.


    In the ashes, a dusty storage bag was exposed.


    "It is worthy of being a storage bag that is difficult to damage to the low-grade magic weapon. If you can persist in the stomach of Qingyan Bull for so long, it is naturally hard to do with the first-grade low-grade fireball technique..."


    Mi Weidao held this storage bag in his hand, sighing: "Thank you for your hard work, junior sister, junior sister, you are obviously familiar with this corpse and know that the other party has a storage bag, including treasures... No wonder the junior sister is so anxious. Although the storage bag magic weapon is difficult to hurt, it may still be corroded in the stomach of the second-level monster..."


    The storage bag in this world is precious, and it can be equipped with either the foundation-building monk or the perfect qi cultivation.


    Once the storage bag is damaged, the things inside will directly return to the void.


    Of course, there is another possibility, which is to be excreted and piled up with cow dung.


    But no matter what, this Qingyan Bull cannot be avoided!


    Since the owner was dead, Mi Weidao easily refined the storage bag. When his spiritual consciousness penetrated it, a hint of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face: "It''s this thing? Hahaha... My Tao has been accomplished!"


    A jade bottle suddenly appeared in his hand, and there was a ball of red Yuan liquid inside the bottle, and the light even overflowed through the jade bottle!


    "Qianyuan Fire Evil! It turns out that the junior sister knows the whereabouts of this Qianyuan Fire Evil. No wonder she has to fight to the death... Compared with the less than one-percent benefit of Dingzhen Pill, Qianyuan Fire Evil is the real opportunity to build the foundation!"


    Mi Weidao looked at Su Ye: "Hahaha... Do you really think I will help you for a mere Dingzhen Pill that I am uncertain whether I can be refined? How could there be such a stupid person like you in the world!?"


    Amid the laughter, he suddenly turned into a sword light and quickly retreated for a distance.


    Shit!


    Two black flying swords were stabbed in the place where Mi Weidao was originally located.


    Su Ye''s skirt was flying all over his skirt, and the dark iron-feathered sword appeared one by one: "The way is ahead, I have to fight. Senior brother offended... Iron-feathered sword, come out!"


    Seven iron feather swords came and went, turning into a small sword formation, trapping Mi Weidao in it.


    "Your cultivator''s trick, junior sister, you are not a sword cultivator, you don''t know how powerful the sword cultivator is!"


    Mi Weidao waved the flying sword in his hand and saw a golden rainbow soaring into the sky. The sword was brilliant, and its momentum was like a rainbow!


    In the air, a golden red and seven black lights fought fiercely, and the sword energy was everywhere.


    It can be clearly seen that although there is only one golden rainbow, it is dead and lively, with a cold sword energy, and it cuts down one iron feather sword after another...


    Obviously, even though they are both cultivators who have achieved perfect qi cultivation, the true teachings of Qingxuan Sect are definitely not comparable to Su Ye.


    "Today I send my junior sister to the road, I have a clear conscience for my brother. Why am I ashamed of the foundation-building road?"


    Mi Wei made a sword technique with Taoist hands, and a golden flying sword soared into the sky, rushing the original iron feather sword formation to pieces.


    As soon as his mind moved, his spiritual consciousness wanted to control the flying sword and penetrate Su Ye into his heart.


    "I''ll fight with you!"


    Su Ye''s body was shining with his spirit, and his blood and evil spirits were faint, as if he wanted to use some desperate trump card.


    Seeing this scene, Mi Weidao immediately did not dare to neglect.


    But at this moment, several fireballs suddenly exploded behind him and were blocked by a Vajra Talisman.


    "Um?"


    He suddenly turned his head and saw Han Qingyun: "You are not dead?"


    At this time, Han Qingyun was wearing a veil that could cover up the breath, and bombarded Mi Weidao with various low-level talismans in his hand as if they were not worth money.


    ‘No, even if this person is alive, what can he do in the early stages of Qi training? ’


    Mi Weidao''s thoughts changed sharply, and the flying sword in his hand turned sharply, slashing towards Su Ye. Su Ye finished his gesture at this time, a red blood flag appeared in his hand, and a green-faced and fanged evil ghost suddenly jumped out of the blood-colored spiritual light.


    The evil ghost looked ferocious and stretched out his big hand covered with black and red scales, and actually grabbed the sword light!


    At this moment, Han Qingyun threw out several low-level talismans and exploded behind Mi Weidao.


    "A mere low-level talisman... Huh? Is this... a second-level thunder?"


    Mi Weidao sneered and suddenly found a translucent thunder ball hidden among the many talismans, which was emitting a terrifying aura, and a terrifying look appeared on his face.


    Dan Lei is a special product of alchemists. It takes the power of thunder explosion and condenses it into thunder pills, which has powerful destructive power.


    The second-level thunder **** are still above many second-level low-level attack talismans!


    He wanted to recall the flying sword to protect himself, but the flying sword fell into the hands of the evil ghost.


    It is obviously too late to cast other spells at this time.


    And his life-saving trump card has been used before...


    It sounds very slow, but in fact, in just a moment, the second-level thunder exploded.


    The lightning tore the Vajra Talisman, destroying the Qingxuan robe on Mi Weidao''s body, and then blowing his upper body away...


    Pa!


    The storage bag was held in one hand and fell next to Han Qingyun.


    Han Qingyun didn''t even look at it and bowed respectfully to Su Ye: "Thank you, Miss, for giving the ''illusion talisman'' to protect the young man'', and also sponsoring Dan Lei to help the young man''s revenge..."


    Where are there so many oriole birds in the world?


    Even if these monks who have achieved success in Qi training are both defeated, Han Qingyun can’t get any missed at all!


    He was able to survive because of Su Ye''s secret help, and he gave him the second-level illusion talisman from the beginning!


    This talisman is an illusion talisman, which can forge an illusion body and confuse the enemy for half an hour.


    Han Qingyun used to rely on this talisman to pretend to die, and then rely on the veil that could restrain his breath to avoid it, and finally came out to make a decision.


    "There is a foundation-building opportunity in the broken hand storage bag next to you. Do you want it?"


    Su Ye pinched his hands and took back the evil ghost. Her breath became even weaker, and she suddenly asked.


    "Of course I want... If I were in the late stage of Qi training, I would act without hesitation, but now I am only in the early stage of Qi training..."


    Han Qingyun smiled bitterly: "What''s more, the lower spiritual root has a low qualification and no longer has the hope of building a foundation... The young lady has great kindness to me and Sister Hua. I, Han Qingyun, are not the kind of person who is obsessed with greed..."


    "Okay, I finally saw it right."


    Su Ye took out a blue, round pill and swallowed it down.


    Through the lifted veil, Han Qingyun could see a cherry-like mouth, but not much blood.


    He was about to say something, but his expression suddenly moved.


    A man in green clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, came to the sidelines at some point and was picking up Long Lao Gui''s storage bag.


    "Is it you? Fang Yun?!"


    Su Ye screamed and quickly approached Han Qingyun.


    "The rules for casual cultivators, please share one when meeting. Since I have taken this person''s storage bag, I will naturally not attack you for no reason."


    Fang Xing showed a gentle smile.


    But in Su Ye''s opinion, it is more terrifying than anything else.


    After all, this is a ruthless man who destroyed the Thirteen Taibao of the World Gang, and he has absolutely perfect combat power for training Qi!


    It’s still physical cultivation, with a strong survivability!


    The ability to appear quietly here as a yellow bird is even more terrifying!


    "Brother Fang... If Brother Tai wants it, I am willing to..."


    Su Ye looked at Fang Xing and couldn''t help but gritted his teeth and prepared to suffer the loss.


    The battle with Long Laogui and Mi Weidao has already exhausted her mental and magical power.


    Now, if you fight with "Fang Yun" in good condition, you will definitely lose.


    "I don''t have much interest in this foundation-building spirit, but at least it has a market price of over ten thousand spirit stones... I wonder how many bottles of ''boiling blood'' are worth?"


    Fang Xing stared at Su Ye until the other party twisted his body uneasyly, and then he smiled.


    He is not a monk at all, and the foundation-building spirits are useless to him.


    What''s more, he cooperated well with Qingdanfang, and Su Ye was kind to his younger brothers Han Qingyun and Hua Feiyue...


    Well, although Hua Feiyue will definitely not recognize who this "Fang Yun" is when she comes, he is still ready to release some kindness.


    "Boiling blood?" Su Ye blinked, wondering how there would be such a monk in the world: "The foundation-building spirit objects are counted as ten thousand spirit stones, and half of them are given when meeting each other. Fellow Taoists can be divided into five thousand, and two hundred spirit stones are worth at least twenty-five bottles!"


    "Very good." Fang Xing knew that Su Ye calculated the foundation-building spirit objects as spirit stones equally - uh, Han Qingyun''s strength was too low and he was not considered a human.


    "So, how can you ensure that fellow Taoist don''t regret it?"


    He asked another question.


    After all, Su Ye had to pay some price to plan for him before.


    "There is a second-level spiritual contract in Long Lao Gui, and I am willing to sign it!"


    Su Ye immediately said, "I swear with my heart of Taoism, and I will give you satisfactory compensation to fellow Taoists... If you are lucky enough to build the foundation, you will definitely lead fellow Taoists to escape from Qinglinfang City!"


    This kind of second-level spiritual contract will pay a significant price even for foundation-building monks to violate this kind of second-level spiritual contract. The monks who just built foundation may regress to practice qi.


    "Sounds good... By the way, let this kid be a witness."


    Fang Xing pointed at Han Qingyun, and the corner of his mouth slightly outlined a trace of arc.


    (This chapter ends)