Chapter 147 Li Huayuan: Silver-armored Horned Python, don’t come over! I don’t want to show my timidity.

"Brother wants to give it a try, so naturally I will do my best to satisfy you!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows.

Yi Jue slapped her up, and Nishang was stunned.

The red clouds suddenly filled the air, and Nishang's entire face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching an extreme level of redness. The crimson color spread all the way to the back of her ears and down her neck.

On the one hand, I am ashamed, on the other hand, I am angry.

"This slap is a repayment for the whip you just gave me. We have no enmity or enmity, and we are even allies."

"Is this how you treat your allies?"

Yi Jue took out the Thousand Machine Fan, opened it, shook it, and pretended to be sanctimonious.

Nishang didn't know what to say for a moment.

If she keeps pestering her, she will always suffer from this kind of thing, but if she doesn't reply, it will be easier for her to see her own weakness.

Although he saw himself vomiting blood just now, he had no way of knowing how badly she was injured. After all, she was a fake alchemy monk. As long as her flaws were not exposed, she was confident that it would only take a while to regain her ability to protect herself.

"In that case, this matter is settled!"

"It's better to go under the cherry blossom tree now. The treasures must be there."

Yi Jue nodded.

After all, this person is in the fake elixir realm, and Yi Jue doesn't know how strong this fake elixir realm monk who was born as a disciple of a major sect is. It is not necessary to be afraid, but it is basically impossible to say that he can easily compete with him. .

Don't underestimate any monk in the world of immortality. No one knows how many years they have lived and how much they have seen.

"What's your name, friend Daoist?"

"We have been chatting for so long, and none of my fellow Taoists seem to have given me a name, just a nickname. Sword Master, haha, you are so brave, you dare to call me by any name."

Yi Jue shook his fan and smiled nonchalantly.

"Song Yu, the Song Dynasty of the Song Dynasty, the jade of jade, the stranger is like jade, the gentleman is unparalleled in the world."

Nishang smiled so brightly, "I thought you were a sword cultivator before, but now I don't think so."

Yi Jue's previous sword intent had not been restrained, and there were many people outside, so he was able to deceive others.

There is no need to pretend now.

The sword intent on his body is still there, but when he pulls out a folding fan, and with his face that is both good and evil, he does look a bit like a young master from a troubled world.

Unfortunately, the sword intent on his body diluted this feeling.

On the contrary, it is a bit nondescript.

"Then Nishang means, what do I look like?"

Nishang calmed down her expression.

"You look like a demon!"

"Charming appearance, ruthless methods, and cunning heart!"

Yi Jue was startled.

The two fell silent.

Driving slowly all the way, the two of them adapted to the increasing pressure on their consciousness. At the beginning, they were not prepared, and on the other hand, they were both trying to commit suicide. Yi Jue wanted to test how strong the pressure was, and Nishang was Just try to see if the physical body will eliminate the pressure immediately.

As a result, the two of them didn't recover for a while.

Now the two of them are afraid of each other, but they don't dare to make any mistakes.

After walking for a while, Yi Jue suddenly stopped.

"It disturbed your mind, but you deceived me!"

Nishang Qiao smiled sweetly at this time and said, "Little brother is not too stupid, he has realized it now."

"You were seriously injured just now!"

"It seems that that whip has indeed touched the source!"

Nishang smiled, he was not a fool.

But Yi Jue quickly regained his composure.

"It's okay, you smell good, I like it very much."

Nishang's face turned slightly red, but she quickly covered it up. "You bastard, why are you so shameless?"

The two of them were noisily moving forward, and the journey was not so lonely.

But on the other side, that's not the case.

Li Huayuan looked at the cherry blossom trees in the distance, which were within reach, but he could no longer bear the weight of his soul.

He walked too fast, too hastily.

But he really doesn't want to miss it, this is his opportunity, opportunity.

He only came out once and was bullied by several people.

And he was still seriously injured.

The three-yang body really hurts the origin.

The fire of the three yangs cannot be used at all now.

But he doesn’t accept it. He’s come this far and he doesn’t accept it! He never wants to be bullied again!

So he gritted his teeth and walked in.

Not only that, he also obtained a sword technique. The price of that level was so high, but he was not at a loss.

This sword technique is a powerful offensive technique, and it even has a fatal blow that shatters everything in the end.

It’s so powerful! Moreover, this is the true inheritance of the Sword Immortal.

The regret in Li Huayuan's heart was diluted a lot by this sword technique, but the greatest anger was still here.

There is no danger here, only the oppression of spiritual consciousness that gradually increases along the way.

This is what Yunlu did, just to tell everyone not to worry.

Give him some time alone with Hong Fu.

Unless in the secret realm, for the last treasure, few monks are willing to waste their time.

But this time, it has actually been several days.

After all, what seems close is actually very far away.

Moreover, while the cloud dew was still oppressing the spiritual consciousness, it confused things up and down. Everyone thought they were walking in a straight line, leaning against the cherry blossom trees bit by bit. But in fact, it was possible to go forward, backward, left, right, up and down. Under the pressure of divine consciousness and the formation, no one felt anything.

Moreover, the cherry blossom tree disturbed my vision.

It is just a trap in itself.

But Li Huayuan was too impatient.

He overestimated himself and underestimated the power of spiritual oppression. Now he was in a dilemma.

But at this time, the house leaked and it rained all night!

A giant python flew over.

Shuttled through the clouds, the majestic scales emitted sparkling light, and the two snake eyes were as big as a baby's fist, flying towards Li Huayuan with great momentum.

With such speed and size, Li Huayuan would probably die on the spot after a collision.

But now Li Huayuan really doesn't have the extra energy to deal with this giant python.

Moreover, even in its heyday, it may not be possible to deal with it.

Li Huayuan could see that this was at least a fifth-level monster, a monster with alchemy cultivation! And with such a huge body, I am afraid that the combat power is far beyond what ordinary pill-forming monks can contend with.

Thinking of this, Li Huayuan was even more horrified!

"Don't come here!"

Unexpectedly, the silver-armored horned python really stopped.

The sudden sudden braking caused waves of wind and waves. Only when Li Huayuan saw this huge beast up close did he realize how majestic it was! The eyes are bright and lively, and there are two small horns on the head, like a dragon. Yes, these are the dragon's horns!

It’s a pity that Li Huayuan doesn’t know him!

However, this strange beast was not obedient at the moment. Although it stopped for some reason, after stopping, the silver-armored horned python opened its big mouth and roared! "Hi!~"

Li Huayuan collapsed on the ground with weak feet.

(End of this chapter)