Chapter 790: Inability (see monthly pass)

On Longchi Mountain, Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Xuan and closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Finally, Jun Wushuang shook his head and went down the mountain.

"Are you not going to tell him?"

At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Wu frowned slightly, "The He family and Su family were killed silently, the other party is most likely the work of the earth fairy. Since Su Qiaoer asks for help, it will not be a trivial matter."

"If it's an immortal, you and I will solve it for him." Jun Wushuang said softly: "After ten years, I will finally step into the realm of cultivation, and I can't rely on him for everything."

"I will set off to Jiangnan to kill the immortal."

Xiao Wu looked at Jun Wushuang, and finally said slowly: "Okay, I will go with you!"

"He Yun and He Taisui have also rushed to Jiangnan from overseas!"

"After all, those are the three old ladies of the He family. They had a relationship with my parents. I would also like to see, who would dare to do such things."

...

In the milk tea shop in Jiangnan, Qin Yan'er's expression was almost ugly.

She now has a middle-grade golden core in her practice, with five inches of golden core in her body, but facing this charming woman, she is as weak as a child.

"Are you from the realm of cultivation?" Qin Yan'er stood up slowly, a gray long sword slowly protruding from her palm.

This is the casting of Shen Lin Jingshi, a magic weapon of the 9th rank.

"Do you know the realm of cultivation?" Hong Luo said with a charming smile, "It's not bad, I come from the Eight Desolate Sects in the realm of cultivation."

Eight Desolate Battle Sect!

Qin Yan'er's eyes constricted slightly, she remembered Miaohua had mentioned this sect in the past, and her expression was extremely unnatural.

Now this woman is killing people like a game, her eyes are as if she is a panacea and not a person, a blood refining furnace? Even though Qin Yan'er didn't know what the blood refining furnace cauldron was, it was definitely not a good thing.

With this woman's disposition, if Qin Hao fell into her hands, it was as if she fell into the claws.

"Sister Yan'er!"

Qin Hao's face changed suddenly. For so many years, he could vaguely know that Qin Yan'er had been hiding in the dark to guard him.

Qin Hao looked at the dark palm prints behind Qin Yan'er, his expression still faintly worried.

Comprehension world?

Is the realm of comprehension mentioned by your father?

There was a frightening light in his eyes, and the afterglow passed by the blood that looked like a skynet shrouded in all directions, and his heart became more shocked.

In seven years, he has cultivated into Xiantian, but he only now seems to understand that the so-called Xiantian is so far apart from those who cultivate.

The Red Witch hadn't even used her strength before, so she couldn't even move.

"Hao'er, find a chance to escape and return to Longchi!" Qin Yan'er said slowly, with his mind on Hong Luo.

This woman is too strong, as if hiding an ancient demon python in the opponent's body, choosing someone to eat.

Hong Luo is not in a hurry, there is joking in her eyes, as if a cat catching a mouse.

"If you want to enter this star, you should be here to attract disciples. You did the recent congenital fall in the south of the Yangtze River?" Qin Yan'er spoke slowly, her eyes condensed slightly.

"Let the disciple?" Hong Luo chuckled softly, his body trembling slightly, as if there were thousands of charming.

"A barren star, a group of ants, what qualifications do you have to enter the realm of cultivation?" Hong Luo put a smile away, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the evil spirit said: "I am here, but I am here not to attract disciples, but to cultivate. of."

"I might as well tell you that, in addition to the Eight Desolation Wars, the techniques I practiced also have blood-swallowing magic skills, which can refine all things and blood for their own use."

Hong Luo smiled lightly: "In the realm of cultivation, I don’t dare to act like this, but this star is so barren, and it’s far from the realm of cultivation by hundreds of millions of stars. Killing a few ants to replenish cultivation is good. select."

"Are those old guys called congenitals here? Tsk tsk, it's a pity, the ants are full of blood and energy. It's better to turn me into a cultivation base. When I climb the road, I can be regarded as immortal with me. It's better than being in the loess."

Hong Luojiao smiled: "Otherwise, do you think I will waste such a great effort to fight for this barren land?"

Qin Yaner's complexion changed suddenly, swallowing all things for his own use?

An angry light flashed in her eyes, "How is such an act different from a demon? Are you afraid that other cultivators will know your actions and will kill you?"

Hong Luo seemed to hear a big joke, "Do you really think that those eleven guys treat all beings on this star as humans? In their eyes, the mortals on this star are nothing but ants, as long as I What if I don’t move the person they lead me to kill 90% of the people on this star?"

"Of course, I wouldn't act like this. Mortals are low-spirited, but they have to endure karma to kill evil. I'm not so stupid!"

"I now have a great golden core cultivation base. I only need to swallow the slightly stronger person in this star, plus the little guy behind you, I will train him for ten years, and even become a god."

Hong Luo's smile became more evil and enchanting, "I know you are looking for a chance to flee here for the little guy behind you to delay time."

"But, do you really think I care?"

Hong Luo twisted his waist and came in full, "Whether it is to kill you or drop that guy, for me, it's just a matter of effort."

When the sound fell, Hong Luo's figure had disappeared.

She appeared in front of Qin Yan'er, and on her body, blood lines appeared from his body, and the blood was like a snake and python, like a river.

"The mere ants, even if they have a thousand thoughts, can they stand in my way?"

Qin Yan'er's complexion changed suddenly, she burst out loudly, and the power in her body exploded.

A huge formation picture emerged from behind her, and thousands of swords flew out of the picture, and the sword energy alone shattered the milk tea shop.

Faced with this, Hong Luo filled his eyes with a faint smile and patted a palm.

With this palm, it was as if a divine mountain had fallen, that thousand and hundred magic swords had been shaken into powder in an instant, disappearing in smoke.

Qin Yan'er lifted the sword and stabbed out, and all the mana poured into the sword.

"My battle body is comparable to the eighth-rank magic weapon. It is a mere ninth-rank, and dare to use it in front of me?" Hong Luo's voice of contempt and disdain came out of his blood. With a loud noise, the Ninth-Rank Sword was already broken into several pieces.

Qin Yan'er even sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, his face pale and indifferent.

She approached desperately, wrapped the shattered sword with mana, and swayed towards the large net of blood and energy stacked in the distance.

"Haoer, don't run away yet!"

Qin Yan'er roared, and soon she was dumbfounded, looking at the unmoving blood.

"Sister Yan'er!" Qin Hao's face became paler, he clenched his fists tightly, and watched Qin Yan'er suffered heavy injuries to protect him, tears flickering in his eyes.

His face was pale, even though he had been in this red dust for seven years, he seemed to be worse than this moment.

So powerless!