Mr. Junya was very displeased when he heard Fatty Wang’s remarks and stared at Jiang Heng and narrowed his eyes.

"Old Wu, please advise these fellow Taoists."

The old man bowed and agreed, and his body rose from the ground as his white beard floated.

He slapped out with one palm with his right hand and banged at Fatty Wang who was arrogant.

The surging magic power is like an ice dragon patrolling the sky, and the frost is cold and cold.

Before he reached Fatty Wang, he had almost frozen him.

Jiang Heng frowned slightly, his wrist flipped, and the Chaos Green Lotus Seed was hidden in his palm, jumping in front of Fatty Wang.

Bang!

The old man with white beard shook his body and took a step back. A bloody hole was pierced by the Chaos Green Lotus Seed.

Jiang Heng groaned, blood burst out from the corner of his mouth, and he retreated three feet away.

The five internal organs are trembling and the abdominal pain is unbearable!

After one move, the two of them instantly understood their respective cultivation levels and were very surprised.

The strength of the old man with white beard is at the ninth level of the spiritual seed realm!

Depending on the situation, his original cultivation should be in the Kunlun realm.

It was just to protect that handsome young man that he killed himself from the realm to the ninth level of the spiritual seed realm!

When Jiang Heng was half full of Yaochi, his cultivation level could not be treated as an ordinary Qi Condensation Realm monk!

"This is the immortal fate order of Lanke Mountain. You can join our sect by holding this. You are very good, don't waste your qualifications!" Mr. Junya threw a white jade pendant to Jiang Heng.

"Thank you. It's not rare." Jiang Heng took the white jade pendant, activated the Chaos Eternal Life Skill, and instantly extracted the essence of the spiritual aggregate inside.

"Young man, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, so you can do it yourself!" The old man with white beard stared at the jade pendant powder floating between Jiang Heng's palm, and almost fainted in anger.

You know, this is a gift that many people kneel in front of the mountain gate and pray for a hundred years, but it is difficult for them to get!

And now, this arrogant guy actually refined and absorbed him as a treasure of heaven and earth...

"The stuff is very good. Brother, can you give me a few more dollars?" Jiang Heng burped, and said unsatisfiedly.

He has refined the newly born layer of golden spiritual liquid to recover internal and external injuries!

"Puchi!" Chen Lingwan was laughed out loud by Jiang Heng's insatiable greed.

Fatty Wang said carelessly: "Have you stuffed your ears into a donkey? I would like to advise you and take it out quickly! My Holy Son wants your things, so he respects you..."

"Looking for death!" Mr. Junya's face turned red with anger, and was scolded by Fatty Wang for one second.

But later, he was attracted by Chen Lingwan's peerless face, shaking the white folding fan, and coming to the beauty.

"Song Wuque, who is down the Lan Ke Mountain, dare you ask the girl's name?"

When Chen Lingwan heard Song Wuque's voice, she looked up at the Junya Young Master, and was stunned.

"My name is Chen Lingwan, a cultivator of the Blood Evil Sword Sect..." Chen Lingwan's mechanical voice sounded beside Jiang Heng.

"Zhong Ling is beautiful, clear and elegant, a good name!" Song Wuque ignored Jiang Heng's existence and gracefully showed his diligence to Chen Lingwan.

Fatty Wang was stunned and sent a message to Jiang Heng indignation, "I didn't expect that Senior Sister Chen was so unloved. After taking a look, the soul was hooked away..."

Jiang Heng's face turned pale and walked to Chen Lingwan calmly, "Song Wuque, how dare you use evil magic on my friend... Don't worry, I will definitely kill you."

After saying that, Jiang Heng's eyes suddenly showed bloody murderous intent, and his eyes pierced the depths of Song Wuque's eyes.

This is the mysterious pupil method, [Blood Killing Light] that Jiang Heng realized when he was studying the Demon Swallowing Heaven!

Unprepared, Song Wuque was invaded by Jiang Heng, and red bloodshot from the corners of his eyes, almost getting into a devil.

He gasped and hurriedly raised the white folding fan to block Jiang Heng's eyes from attacking.

Hiss!

The white paper fan shattered into several petals, and spontaneously ignited without fire!

"Kill him, I'll count it!" Chen Lingwan's face became extremely cold, and the murderous intent in her heart was no less than Jiang Heng.

"And I!" Fatty Wang slapped the hilt of the sword and flew the sword directly!

The old man with white bearded middle finger and thumb were intertwined, and with a "dou" sound, he broke Fatty Wang's long sword from it!

"Do you do this to completely build a bond with Lan Keshan?"

"So what?" Jiang Heng refused to comment.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet. Even if you sect leader sees my mountain master, you will have to kneel down and bow down!" The old man Baiyu said with confidence.

"I don't believe it!" Fatty Wang raised half of the long sword and continued to stab forward.

He has practiced the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique in every way and has already mastered it!

Several strands of hair were peeled off from Song Wuque's shoulder by Fatty Wang.

"Kill him, Mr. Wu, you kill him now!" Song Wuque ordered sternly.

"We will kill you first!" Chen Lingwan said without hesitation, and also urged the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique to form a link with Fatty Wang.

"How can I be missing me?" Jiang Heng smiled boldly, raised his sword finger slightly, and used the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique!

In an instant, Song Wuque's arm was almost cut off by Jiang Heng, and a half-foot-long hole was cut through the exquisite Taoist robe.

"You have completely angered me!" Song Wuque was almost crazy, and a ray of withered yellow light overflowed between his eyebrows, "Old Wu, set up a formation to kill the enemy!"

"Young Master, look at the bottom of the valley. That mysterious spirit seed has been born!" The old man with white beard murmured, and even forgot to join forces with Song Wuque to set up a formation.

The withered yellow Dao light formed a magical array, which firmly stuck Jiang Heng and the other two.

The magic circle looks very similar to half a chessboard.

As visible to the naked eye, Chen Lingwan and Fatty Wang's mana drifted quickly.

On the chessboard, black and white pieces gradually condense and precipitate.

"Absorb the spirit stone quickly!" Fatty Wang reminded him, holding a handful of spirit stones in each hand and desperately absorbing, refining and replenishing cultivation.

Although Jiang Heng had no magic power to pass away, he was bound by the magic array so hard that it was difficult to break free!

"Not to mention you, even the masters of the Stargazing Realm, after being hit, they have to stay honestly for five hundred years before they can get out!" Song Wuque pinched his hand and said with a smile.

The name of this magic circle is called Chess Restoration!

Song Wuque's strength is also the Qi Condensation Realm!

He originally planned to cross the Spiritual Seed Realm in Xianluan Valley and strongly announce the existence of Lanke Mountain in the world!

Jiang Heng took advantage of Song Wuque's distracted moment and kept marking the sword finger with his right hand, using the magic circle that was controlled by others.

The Immortal Clip Formation!

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The blue light collided with the withered zodiac light, and the storm created tore out several space cracks!

Chen Lingwan and Fatty Wang escaped successfully and almost fell out of place.

The battle between Jiang Heng and Song Wuque was tied!

At this moment, in the Xianluan Valley, a masterpiece of thunder and a peerless secret treasure appeared!

A golden light, like a headless fly, rushed left and right at the bottom of the valley.

Judging from the situation, the golden light seemed to be dodging Jiang Heng!

"Young master, kill them, there is time in the future! Now, hurry up and grab the spirit seeds!" The old man with white beard shouted loudly, slapped his palm and hit Jiang Heng's Danzhong point.

The blood-colored sword on the middle of Jiang Heng's eyebrows and the jade slip given by Chen Wuxian were in aroused, and he actually wanted to turn Jiang Heng to reach out to grab the golden light!

Fortunately, Jiang Heng withstood the psychological hypnosis and did not completely collapse!

"Be careful! Defend quickly!" Chen Lingwan shouted, and did not wake up Jiang Heng who was stunned.

Frowning, he tried hard to stand up, and protected Jiang Heng.

At the same time, a piece of jade white lotus arm stretched out, and five fingers formed claws.

Attitude to the things in the golden light, and after a breath, a suction force emerges from the palm of your palm.

Bang!

Chen Lingwan was hit by the old man with white beard, and she grabbed a golden yellow in her hand, like a kite with a broken string, and her delicate body fell into the distance.

"Jiang Heng, let's go quickly, fat man... This time, it seems that I can't beat it..." Chen Lingwan sent a message to remind him, his face was sallow and as thin as gold paper.

Song Wuque took the remaining things and was slightly disappointed, "Old Wu, what is this piece of wood?"

"It seems... it is the legendary laurel spiritual root?! Young Master, please put it away!" The white-bearded old man trembled.

The most precious thing is naturally the Laurel Spirit Seed!

But now, it is snatched away by Jiang Heng and the other two who arrived last. How can it not be annoying?

"The Laurel Spirit Seed was stolen by Chen Lingwan. Master, come and chase me!"
To be continued...