Chapter 1437： Tu Sheng! (1/2)
Green fire door.
Suddenly a few dazzling curtains of light loomed above the sky, alternating blue and green, as gorgeous as the aurora in the dark night.
The brilliance was radiant, and a woman in a blue pigment dress who could not see her age walked out of the light curtain, under her feet, there was an ancient pill furnace.
”Little friend, it's not easy for Nianzai to cultivate to the holy realm. Is it okay to spare both of them?” The Qingyi woman asked.
”The master...”
Both the sloppy saints and the white-browed robe saints looked embarrassed. They had countless calculations, but they hadn't calculated that they would be embarrassed to such an end, and they had to ask the sect master to come out to intercede. They really wanted to find a hole to get in, so as not to be embarrassed.
Su Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and said, ”Your holy monk, cultivation is not easy, so Lao Tzu's cultivation is easy? Just now when Lao Tzu was about to be killed by your hard-working saint, where were you? Why don't you come out and say that my practice is not easy, and it has spared my life?”
The woman in Tsing Yi was silent.
Rough words are not rough, no matter how high you are, no matter how powerful your cultivation is, you must be reasonable before the monks in the world!
”What do you want? My Qinghuomen is willing to take all the costs to exchange the lives of these two people.” The Qingyi woman asked calmly.
”All the costs? It's too fake! If I ask you for the ”Nine Sun God Furnace”, the sacred treasure of Qinghuomen, are you willing to give it?” Su Jin raised his eyebrows.
”Impossible.” The Tsing Yi woman shook her head.
”So what you said is fart! Now, let's be clear. You want me to spare both of his lives and I will send you two words!”
Su Jin paused, and said resolutely: ”No!”
As soon as the two words fell, Su Jin struck his foot and instantly came to the white-browed robe saint, his right hand that had already covered the dragon scales, and he patted him again...
”No!” The white-browed robe saint shouted.
At this moment, he felt the real fear of death, and the six claw marks slapped them, directly cutting the void around his stone body. He immediately instinctively urged the Holy Power to resist, but it was too late!
”Kaka——”
The white-browed robe saint dropped several pieces of stone, including his legs and lower abdomen. There was no breath in his pupils. He did not expect to die in this way until he died.
”what!”
The sloppy old man hurriedly distanced himself from Su Jin and yelled directly: ”The doorkeeper saves...”
Before the last word was spoken, the sloppy old man was stagnant, spurting blood, looking down at the red light that passed through his heart from behind...
Su Jin moved quickly to the point of dazzling, just after killing the white-browed robe saint, he stepped behind the sloppy saint who was fleeing, and Liying red light in his hand was vomiting, giving the opponent a chill!
”puff!”
Su Jin was cruel, and Liying's dagger glowed with majestic red light, directly crushing the sloppy old man's saint body, turning it into a stone and falling...
Two Saints...dead!
The audience was silent.
The woman in Tsing Yi had a sense of coldness in her eyes, she seemed to be holding back, and there was no attack...