Drunk Immortal Gourd

Of course, the benefits are not in vain. Master Netherworld cannot be killed so easily. A heavy price must be paid. However, Helanfeng is also mentally prepared. If you gain something, you have to pay for it. He can find Netherworld at this time. The hiding place of the real person is already a blessing. How can you not even pay the price?

Although his heart was turned upside down, He Lanfeng remained calm on the surface. He touched his pocket with his hand, took out a Qi-Building Pill and drank it, secretly restoring the Qi in his body. At the same time, he secretly hid the golden sword with his other hand. Talisman, ready to be used at critical moments.

Greed is indeed undesirable. If you are blinded by your power, you may do things that exceed your own capabilities. Qingyang watched Helanfeng's actions from the side and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he made the right bet this time. It seemed that Helanfeng was going to have a big fight with Zhenren Netherworld.

Qingyang doesn't think Helan Feng can win, but the strength gap between the two sides shouldn't be very big. It's best if they fight to the death. Qingyang didn't dare to take advantage, but he could sneak away while the two of them were at loggerheads and no one could care about him.

The scene immediately came to a stalemate, and none of the three people took the lead. Master Youming felt that he was not sure of victory. He was afraid of pushing too hard. Helan Feng and Qingyang joined forces; Helan Feng was recovering his true energy and secretly searching for There was a chance to kill with one strike; Qingyang was waiting for the other two to fight hard to create a chance for him to escape.

Finally, Master Netherworld couldn't help but take action. His injured leg landed on the ground and his body rushed towards Helan Peak. With Master Netherworld's cultivation level, of course it was not because he had poor concentration but because he couldn't afford to wait. All the casual cultivators in Yuling City fled. A round trip from Qiankudong to Yuling City was just a short trip away. For more than half a month, he must take advantage of this time to regain his strength as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be able to cope with what is coming next.

Moreover, the guy on the opposite side is obviously taking this opportunity to recover his energy. The longer he waits, the more disadvantageous it will be for him. He can only launch an attack as soon as possible to completely eliminate these two guys.

Although Master Youming staggered when he walked, as if he could fall down at any time, when he actually launched an attack, all the factors that were not conducive to action seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and the speed was astonishingly fast, at least Qingyang I feel that it will be difficult for him to take this move.

However, He Lanfeng is not Qingyang. His strength is much higher. Seeing that Master Netherworld has already taken action, he has already made preparations. With a shake of his hand, a judge's pen appears in his hand, and then he points towards Netherworld on the opposite side. The real person stepped forward to greet him.

Master Netherworld has gone through continuous fierce battles and suffered numerous injuries. He used to be able to exert his strength in the late stage of Qi training, but now he is barely able to perform compared to the monks in the early stage of Qi training. Especially the forbidden technique he used at the end consumed a lot of his soul potential and caused his level to drop drastically. The strength he can now exert is about the same as Helan Feng.

Although He Lanfeng was a little weak in energy, he had not been injured during this period and was able to exert 100% of his strength. Coupled with the temptation of the Jade Spirit Essence and the entire wealth of the Foundation Establishment monk, He Lanfeng became more and more courageous as he fought. You come and I go, and we are evenly matched.

Seeing the great rise of the two people on the court, Qingyang felt that the opportunity was too late to come back. He had to find a way to leave here now. Otherwise, when they decided the winner, how would he have a chance to escape?

Thinking of this, Qingyang flashed and was about to retreat out of the mine. At this time, the battle group of Helanfeng and Youming Zhenren suddenly turned that way, blocking Qingyang's only way to escape. Was it a coincidence, or did those two people do it on purpose?

In desperation, Qingyang had no choice but to look for a way out on the other side, but found that the two fighting groups on the opposite side were blocking him again. At this time, Qingyang finally knew that they did it on purpose. Although the two people on the field were still fighting, they were both on guard.

Master Nether Ming must be worried about finding other helpers. He Lanfeng is probably worried that others will find out about this place and come to share the benefits with him. It seems that the plan to take advantage of the opportunity to escape is not feasible, and they can only wait for an opportunity to escape when both of them are hurt.

Nearly a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Not only did Master Netherworld fail to capture Helan Peak, but he was forced back by Helan Peak. Even Qingyang who was watching the battle was shocked. I actually underestimated this Helan Peak. A plucked phoenix is ​​really worse than a chicken. The former monk in the foundation building stage can't even defeat a ninth-level monk in the open pulse realm. It seems that the fierce battle in the pit is really... Zhenren Netherworld was hit hard.

He Lanfeng became more and more courageous as he fought, and Master Netherworld immediately became anxious. If he couldn't defeat even a small pulse-opening monk, wouldn't he be completely ruined? The longer time passes, the greater the impact of his injuries will be on him, and the battle must be resolved as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Master Youming suddenly took a step back, took out the small black flag from his arms, and then raised his hand. The small black flag swelled in the wind, turning into a large flag that was more than ten feet long, covering the sky above his head. A space.

Then the black flag trembled, and there were sounds of ghosts crying and howling, as if countless ghosts were struggling and roaring. It seems that as long as Master Netherworld opens a gap, these ghosts may rush out and tear the enemy into pieces.

Although He Lanfeng didn't know what ultimate move Master Netherworld was going to use, he knew that once the other party finished using it, he might just be beaten. Taking this opportunity, he suddenly opened his hand, and a sword light shot out from his hand, slashing towards the real Netherworld man opposite.

Master Netherworld's methods came to a critical moment. Although he had some precautions against Helan Peak, he did not expect that the other party would use the most powerful golden sword talisman. If he were in his prime, he would not be afraid of a small piece of paper at all. Those with high-grade magic talismans had enough means to avoid it even before they were injured, but now it was too late to do anything.

I saw a flash of sword light in front of me, and the head of Master Netherworld suddenly fell off, then rolled on the ground several times, and finally stopped at the feet of Helan Feng.

After a few breaths, the headless body finally fell to the ground, and then the black flag in the air lost its power and fell down, covering the body of Zhenren Netherworld.

Qingyang couldn't believe his eyes, how could this happen? How could Master Netherworld die so easily? Aren't you able to fight hundreds of casual cultivators in Yuling City by yourself? Aren't you a former foundation-building monk? How could he be killed so easily by a monk at the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm?