Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 2347

[Chapter 2347 Brewing]

“Hehe, Yuanqing Swordsman!” Ying Zhuo flew over and said with a smile, “This cultivator of Quanjinshan’s surname Tu is really insidious! He actually attacked while the Swordsman had just used up his sword yuan! You can’t take it away! Execution is normal!”

Hearing Ying Zhuo mentioning the execution of Tu Hong, Yuan Qing was a little stunned again! To be honest, he really looked down on Tu Hong a little bit just now, thinking that he would play and show the majesty of the Motian Jian sect in front of many sword cultivators and bird cultivators. Get angry! But… everything seems to have exceeded his expectations!

“Hey, Yuan, you still underestimate this Daoist cultivator!” Yuan Qing had no choice but to admit with a sigh, “They definitely can’t compare to my sword cultivator in terms of fighting alone, but their unpredictable secret techniques and The trick is really a headache!”

“Not bad!” Ling Yunwu also flew over at this time and smiled, “If not so, how could there be a disciple of Yuleizong pretending to be a foundation-building cultivator? Will… all the sword cultivators be stunned? If not, Ling How could a certain invite dozens of Illusionary Swordsmen at once to deal with this Yulei Sect disciple together??”

“Yeah.” Yuan Qing was afraid that he felt a little bit of empathy. He immediately felt very sympathetic to Ling Yunwu, and asked again, “Isn’t this Jindan cultivator what Ling Jianyou was looking for?”

“No!” Ling Yunwu shook his head, “This person is dressed in military uniform, and he calls himself a Quanjin Mountain cultivator, and is not a disciple of Yulei Sect! Moreover, Lingmou has also observed for a long time that all the Taoist disciples who appeared before were not dressed in Yulei Sect. Disciple of Lei Zong Clothing!”

“How was the damage just now?” Yuan Qing glanced at Ying Zhuo and asked in a low voice.

“The old man asked the disciples in the sky to do a little calculation. Just now, the Daozong cultivator made a surprise attack. I waited for the sword field to lose about 230 warriors!” Ying Zhuo also replied in a low voice, “Also, Daozong The monks have made preparations in advance, and only the corpses of seventy monks are left this time!”

“Yeah!~” Yuan Qing let out a long breath, looked at the deep pit again, and said coldly, “Master Li Gu, how is your soil-devouring worm?”

“Senior Haojiaoyuan knows, we have to wait another hour!” Li Min replied hurriedly.

“Okay, warriors of the Sword Region! Continue to spread your anger on the underground monks!” Yuan Qing waved his hand and said, “This time, the Taoist monks will never dare to attack!”

“Yes!” Jianxiu was in a rage after being attacked by a cultivator. At this time, he heard Yuan Qing’s order and shouted loudly. He rearranged his formation and attacked the black hole!

In Quanjin Mountain, Tu Hong’s face had a pale golden color, just sitting on a chair to adjust his breath, a layer of yellow brilliance overflowed around him, emitting a faint glow.

Lan Qin watched for a moment, then quietly walked out!

After an hour, when Lan Qin quietly turned around again, Tu Hong had returned to his original appearance.

“Admiral~” Lan Qin glanced at the light curtain above the magic weapon and said in a low voice, “The strange spirit insect has been released again, I’ll wait…”

“Stay strong first!” Tu Hong sighed and waved his hand, “My Quanjinshan cultivator’s strength is far worse than that of a swordsman, first gather strength and wait for the last battle!”

“It’s too precious for the general to wound that phantom sword cultivator, so don’t blame yourself!” Lan Qinhui was wrong and hurriedly comforted.

“Hehe, Brother Lan!” Tu Hong waved his hand and said with a smile, “Although Yuan Qing is a late-stage Jindan practitioner, Tu Mou really made him slump! Although Tu Mou gave up the magic weapon, he He also suffered some minor injuries, but Yuanqing is definitely more seriously injured than Tu Mou! If a swordsman with the strength of Jindan can be broken into Tu Mou’s hands, Tu Mou would be happy even if he died!”

“Well, the little old man was also shocked when he saw it just now!” Lan Qin made no secret of his feelings and said with a apology.

Tu Hong pointed his hand to the light curtain and said, “Not only are my Quanjin Mountain disciples less numerous than the sword cultivators besieged outside, but also the high-level disciples are far worse! Look here, the light curtain can’t see it. There, there are more than a dozen Illusionary Swordsmen standing there! It seems that none of them are inferior to Yuan Qing!!”

“Ah?? Dozens of phantom swordsmen?” Lan Qin was simply stupid, “How could Jianxiu invest so many phantom swords in my Quanjin Mountain? This is unreasonable!!”

“Hey, who knows?” Tu Hong said coldly, without Lan Qin’s gaffe, “The more they come, the happier Tu will be!”

“Admiral…” Lan Qin hesitated for a moment, before he hesitated.

“What’s the matter?” Tu Hong said, “What else do you want to say, Brother Lan?”

“The cultivators of Taoism… have some criticisms again!~” Lan Qin whispered, “If the general decisively killed a Quan Jinshan disciple last time, I’m afraid they will come to the door again!”

“These goddamn monks!” Tu Hong gritted his teeth and said, “They claim to be the orthodox Daoist sect, and they don’t take me in the sky! What do they know about dispatching troops? What do they know about the truth?”

“Yeah!” Lan Qin smiled bitterly, “They said that I have too few disciples in Quanjin Mountain, and they can’t be hidden elsewhere, so they let them go out and fight for their lives!”

Hearing this, Tu Hong did not get angry but smiled and said: “These Daoist disciples, there are also a few people with discerning eyes! Forget it, tell them, let them meditate, after a few days, the sword cultivator The spirit worms devoured the soil into the defensive array, and I will fight the last battle. If I can’t wait, I will abandon the Quanjin Mountain spirit stone vein!”

“It’s not good!” Lan Qin urged in a low voice, “Weakening my morale first without fighting is not the way to win! Besides, those Taoist monks who heard this, didn’t they all flee?”

“Hey, I let them escape, but Jianxiu agrees?” Tu Hong sneered, “If they want to survive, they can only kill the enemy with all their might!”

“Yes, the little old man understands!” Lan Qin nodded secretly, turned and left!

Looking at Lan Qin’s back, Tu Hong’s eyes fell on the light curtain again, he frowned very tightly, and thought to himself: “Why do more than ten phantom swordsmen suddenly appear? It seems that these swordsmen are not in charge of this place. The Sword Sect, what are they… doing here?”

Yes, even if Tu Hong broke his head, he couldn’t know that these fantasy swordsmen came for Xiao Hua who was still at the bottom of the Lingshi vein!

“How is it?” It was a few days later, and seeing no movement from the captain token, Xiao Hua had to come out to take a look. At this time, Cui Hongshen and others had returned, Xiao Hua looked at them all with serious expressions, low voice asked.

“Junior Brother Xiao knows!” Zhen Minghui said, “I’ve looked at all four directions here, and sure enough, it’s the same as what Junior Brother said, it’s not even a cultivator, and there is no… Movement!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)