Chapter 432 (1/2)
”What's your plan for a friend of the pure and empty way?” Asked the leader of Taiqing mountain, empty son.
Shangqing Valley, Taiqing mountain and Yuqing hall are among the nine immortal cultivation sects. They inherit some Taoist traditions of Sanqing Tongtian, Taishang and primitive.
Sanqing was originally a division brother, so the three sects had excellent relations, often moving forward and backward together.
Qingxuzi looked at Song Yandao in the eye field: ”this son's real Qi is extremely special, almost invincible. Ordinary three level treasure tools can't stop his real Qi. We can pick out nine people, and then we can lend their four level treasure tools to them for use. I don't believe it. Nine people can't kill him with four level treasure tools!”
”That's a wonderful plan!”
When the other eight heard the words, they all showed their approval.
Soon, each of the nine foundries recruited a disciple with eight innate skills, and took out his own attack magic weapon to help them refine.
Ten minutes later.
The nine disciples who have obtained the master's magic weapon step out of the field with full confidence.
”Tut Tut, there are nine more dead!”
Seeing these nine people, song Yan said disdainfully.
”Little thief, don't be arrogant. We nine will join hands and you will surely die!”
”It's true that you, a little ordinary warrior, dare to challenge our fairyland people. You're just tired of living!”
”Kill my immortal disciple, I will break you up!”
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These disciples of fairyland have obtained the four treasures handed down by the master. It can be said that they are full of confidence and speak ill of each other. It seems that they can cut off the song inkstone in an instant.
And song Yan is impatient to dig out ear, toward nine people scold: ”grass, you are to fight, or to scold?”? There's so much bullshit! ”
”The thief wants to die!”
”Bastard, I'll give you a ride!”
In the light drink room, nine immortal disciples offered the magic weapon handed down by their master one after another. It was very beautiful for a while.
”Go!”
Nine people pinched the formula. Suddenly, nine magic weapons burst into a terrible momentum and shot at Song Yan.
”Come on!”
Song Yan murmurs, and the alloy sword splits nine swords continuously.
”BAM BAM bam!”
With a series of impact sound, nine magic weapons were all split back by his sword.
”It's impossible!”
Seeing this scene, the nine foundation building masters all changed dramatically. Although their disciples could not fully activate the power of the four treasures, they could also kill the nine treasures in a second. Moreover, the nine four treasures were attacked together, which was dozens of times more powerful. How could they be split back by a man who gave the eight treasures to ordinary people.
And the nine disciples of the Royal emissary's magic weapon were also surprised. They hurriedly urged Zhen Yuan to continue to manipulate the magic weapon to kill song Yan.
”Whoosh!”
All of a sudden, song Yan disappeared, but came back to a fairy disciple.
As soon as the sword was raised, a head flew up.
Suddenly, a flying sword in the middle of the air lost its brilliance and fell down. But immediately, the flying sword bloomed more brilliance and expanded into two Zhang giant swords in an instant, and beheaded to song inkstone.
”Damn it! Shameless! ”
Dark scold, song Yan body shape quickly dodge.
”Boom!”
The huge sword fell on the ground and made a big pit with a depth of five or six meters and a length of more than ten meters.
When he failed, the flying sword turned into a foot long sword again. It fell into the hands of immortal Qingxu, the leader of Shangqing valley. Obviously, it was this guy who shot in the dark.
”Haha, I'm shameless. I'll find you again when I cut off your disciples!”
Song inkstone set up a middle finger directly at qingxuzi.
Seeing that song Yan dare to disrespect himself, immortal Qingxu can't help getting angry. He has lost his face when he stealthily attacked song Yan. If he starts again, that old face can't be pulled down.
In the field.