Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 33: Rising waves again

"This sword is ice blue, which is the color that the person likes, and the style is beautiful and exquisite, and the attribute is ice, which is suitable for that person to use. Tsk tsk, if I am not wrong, don’t take it lightly, are you? Want to use this sword to please your wife?"

The beautiful girl smiled playfully, looking at the handsome boy with beautiful eyes playfully. "I Dedication"

Hearing this, Mo Qinggui's handsome face suddenly became gloomy, and said coldly: "Yue Lianhan, if you want to fight, you should be with me, please don't make jokes about my wife."

Don't take it lightly?

Madam?

The Ling Xian on the side was slightly startled, a little familiar with the name, but for a while, he couldn't remember the memory of this person.

"Oh, the lover is angry."

Yue Lianhan gave a smile, not caring about the threat of Mo Qingli, jokingly said: "Knowing that your wife has a high status in your heart, you can't tolerate others to laugh, but I just said, you can take me How is it?"

"Yue Lianhan, you are looking for death!"

Mo Qingyue is no longer the usual gentle and elegant, his face is so gloomy that it can drip.

Seeing that he moved the real fire, Yue Lianhan's mouth was slightly tilted. She seemed to like to see Yunzhou's recognized demeanor and demeanor, but she did not continue to entangle on this topic, and the conversation turned around. : "Mo Qingbu, do you really want this sword?"

"Huh!"

Mo Qing flicked his sleeves. Although he didn't say anything, there was still a trace of desire in his eyes.

"Very well, in that case, you do me a favor and I will help you get this sword, how about?" Yue Lianhan said his purpose.

Mo Qing hesitated for a while, and asked: "What is busy? You can talk about it first."

Yue Lianhan smiled faintly, did not speak, but looked at Ling Xian, a trace of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

"Are you asking me to help you deal with him?" Mo Qing frowned slightly, thinking about whether the deal was worthwhile. On the one hand, he was pleased with his beloved teacher, and on the other, he was offending a mysterious and powerful arrogant. Worry about his life, this makes it hard for him to choose.

"No, my goal is to get that volume of scripture. If this person robs him, you can help me stop him." Yue Lianhan smiled slightly and said to Ling Xian: "I know you are very strong. , But I advise you not to compete with me for that volume of scripture, otherwise, two Tianjiao join forces to besiege, I don’t believe it, you can resist it."

After hearing this, everyone present immediately turned their eyes to the sixth platform, where there was a golden book floating there, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, it looked plain and ordinary, so at the beginning, no one hit the idea here. On Wu's head, now listening to Tianjiao Yue Lianhan say this, these talents set their sights on the golden pages of the book. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

"It turns out that your goal is it." Ling Xian frowned slightly, and he didn't see this thing surprisingly with his insights, but since Yue Lianhan could not hesitate to win over him, he would also get something. There must be something extraordinary.

But he was very strange. Since no one could see the extraordinaryness of the golden pages, why didn't she take the opportunity to take them away, but instead said it in front of everyone, whether it was deliberately to attract everyone's attention, or unintentionally Ever, just a few words for a while?

"Don't take the burden, how are you thinking about it? For you, this transaction has more advantages than disadvantages. As far as I know, your sister-in-law wanted a sword with the attribute of ice a long time ago." Yue Lian Han Ming smiled, using words to instigate Mo Qingli. The appearance of the faint smile holding the winning ticket didn't look like a simple girl at all.

Mo Qingming groaned for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I promise you."

"A wise decision."

Yue Lianhan exclaimed, his pretty face slowly turned serious, and he said solemnly: "Do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, she turned into a stream of light, and instantly swept to the sixth road stage, and Mo Qinggu also moved with it, coming to Lingxian's body, a tyrannical momentum slowing down. Slowly gushing out.

At the next moment, the eyes of all the people present showed fiery colors and rushed towards the sixth platform. Although I don’t know the magic of the golden page, since it can be valued by a tianjiao, there must be Its outstanding.

Therefore, these people plan to fish in troubled waters to see if they have a chance to get this thing, but they don't know that they happened to fall into Yue Lianhan's scheme.

A melee began. Yue Lianhan opened up and fought alone. Although she would not be able to solve the battle for a while, she killed these nine-level Qi-refining cultivators with her tyrannical cultivation skills. , It’s just a matter of time.

"Don't take a slap in the face, you want to stop me?"

Ling at the elegant young man in front of him, Ling Xian finally remembered his memory.

Mo Qinggu, is an outstanding descendant of Haoran School, one of the nine sects. His appearance is handsome and elegant, romantic and suave, natural and upright, gentle and polite. He is a well-known gentleman in Yunzhou and a model of righteousness.

Moreover, he is very infatuated, and he is one of the same. He was given the nickname Lover Son, one of the Seven Sons of Yunzhou.

In the hundred years of the fantasy world, Ling Xian once represented Qingyunzong and fought him once at the Tianjiao Conference. The result of that battle was evenly divided, and the outcome was undivided.

Later, Lingxian's aptitude was contaminated by the Moxin Pill and gradually fell, but Mo Qinggong was shining in all directions, disregarding the heroes, and becoming one of the most powerful in Yunzhou!

"Friends of Taoism, I am offended by being trusted by others." Mo Qing smiled apologetically.

"It's okay, there will be a battle sooner or later. Just try to see if you in your youth are as strong as ten years later." Ling Xian waved his hand and said something that made Mo Qingjian confused, but he also Without questioning, his figure flashed, and a hand suddenly patted towards Ling Xian horizontally.

The mana of the tenth layer of Qi Refining is pouring down like a waterfall. With the momentum of Mount Tai pressing on the top, all of them are rushing towards Lingxian, sweeping across the square in mighty!

This blow was terrifying and shocking!

Mo Qinggong deserves to be an outstanding heir of the Haoranzong generation. He looks like a scholar without the power to bind a chicken when he does not shoot, but when he shoots, he transforms into a humanoid tyrannosaurus, which is obviously just an ordinary blow. , But it seems to be overwhelming, unstoppable!

"Yes, there is a bit of power, but you can fight with me." Ling Xian smiled, his sleeves rolled, and the sky was mighty!

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and a huge wave of air erupted. Mo Qinggeng stepped back three steps, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

One hit!

Just one blow, make a decision!

"So strong..."

Mo Qinggang was shocked. He knew that Ling Xian was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong. The two only fought one move, and he was repelled by three steps, although this did not mean he was defeated. , But at least it can prove that in the pure mana duel, he is not Ling Xian's opponent.

"It seems that you have reached the peak of the tenth level of gas refining, and it is only half a step away from the foundation period." Mo Qing slowly said with shock in his heart under the negative pressure.

"Yes, you just entered the tenth level of Qi refining. In the pure mana showdown, you are not my opponent." Ling Xian was a little disappointed. The Mo Qing burden of this era is just breaking through to the tenth level of Qi refining. , Is worse than him.

"You are one or two years younger than me, but I didn't expect that you were walking in front of me." Mo Qingli smiled bitterly, a trace of frustration appeared in his heart, and he showed his extraordinary practice since he was a child. Talent, advancing all the way violently, like a broken bamboo, won the name of Hao Ranzong's Tianjiao, but after a trick with Ling Xian, he understood what a real Tianjiao is.

The love son is already seventeen years old this year and has just broken through to the perfect state of refining qi, while Lingxian is only fifteen years old, but has reached the peak of the tenth level of refining qi, naturally he is more than one point better than him.

"You are not my opponent, get out of the way."

Looking at the love son who had been in a tie with him, Ling Xian was a little bit distracted. Mo Qingbu's talent at this time can only be called outstanding. Although it can also be called Tianjiao, it is only the bottom monk among Tianjiao. Only when he gets that great opportunity, will his talent rise to an unprecedented level.

At that time, he was a lover who looked down upon Yunzhou and was able to compete with the best in the world!

Now he is not Ling Xian's opponent at all. If he is willing, he can even slay the future Yunzhou strongest Mo lightly within ten moves!

"Sorry, please forgive me for not letting you go." Mo Qinggu looked resolute and said: "Since I have promised Yue Lianhan, I must complete it. This is one of the gentleman's rules."

"Sure enough, he is a stubborn gentleman cultivated by Hao Ranzong." Ling Xian glanced at him lightly and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of me killing you?"

"I admit that I am not your opponent, but if you want to kill me, it is not so easy to do. What's more, my task is to block you. When Yue Lianhan comes out, I will naturally You can step back." Mo Qinggu smiled kindly, his eyes showed a confident look, he didn't believe that Ling Xian could easily kill himself.

"I'll say it again, get out of the way and don't force me to kill the genius." Ling Xian's eyes were cold. He is not the kind of narrow-minded person, so he does not intend to take him before the lover has the chance. Beheaded in advance.

Ling Xian is looking forward to a real peak duel with Mo Qingjian to make up for the regret of not being determined in the fantasy world!

Mo Qinggu had a serious expression, slowly shook his head, and said: "I can't let it. Faithfulness and promise is one of my principles."

"You idiot, that woman is obviously lying to you. Everyone here can see that you are fooled by her." Ling Xian reprimanded unceremoniously.

"Huh?"

Mo Qing frowned and asked: "Why did you say this?"

"To say you are an idiot is really raising you." Ling Xian pointed to the green jade flute on the first road stage and asked: "I'll ask you, facing the sound of the world, I will blow The frightened universe flute, are you tempted?"

"Naturally tempted~IndoMTL.com~ But what does this have to do with her lying to me?" Mo Qing was confused, not knowing why.

Looking at the dazed look of the lover, Ling Xian was irritated and said, "Idiot, how much do I want to say? If you can break the above prohibition, will you take away the flute? ?"

"Of course it will." Mo Qinggu took it for granted. Suddenly, his expression changed and finally realized that if Yue Lianhan was able to break the above restriction, then she would have put the flute in her bag long ago. Will it stay until now?

In other words, Yue Lianhan was unable to break the restriction at all. Only after seeing through the desire of the lover, did he say that he could break the restriction of the ice-blue long sword and deceive him to help him stop Lingxian.

"Yue Lianhan!"

Mo Qinggong suddenly turned around, glaring at the delicate girl who was more than capable of besieging the crowd, and paused every word.

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