Floating Immortal Order Chapter 319: Swords and Demons

Change?

Change hair.

Someone else's stuff, what is she doing?

While eating her jerky, Lu Lingxi said slowly, "Who are you looking down on, fellow Daoist? How many of the top forces in the spiritual world will ask me, an outsider, to fight for their ancestors' treasures?"

She gave him an inexplicable smile, "Or you Bai Xiaoshan, do you have to force them to do this? Rong Daoyou, persuade him, don't go too far as a human being, the relic of other people's ancestors , people have the right of first redemption, you have to turn around like this, let them buy mine, how do I feel, you -- or you Bai Xiaoshan, are playing a big game."

This?

Tang Hua Xingjun's five people's expressions all changed.

Bai Xiaoshan silently released Rong Zheng at this time, which exceeded all their expectations.

There is something wrong with the exchange of their ancestor's relics for Wu Yihuo.

Ding...

The magic sword shook suddenly in its sheath, and all the cultivators who were close to the ring felt the blood rushing out of their blood vessels.

When they were busy taking a few steps back, Rong Zheng's hand also pressed on the magic sword, making it a little more stable, "When fellow Daoist was dealing with Song Zaiye, he was used to spreading it all over the place, so he felt that everyone was like you. Normal?"

Most of the people watching here are the cultivators of Pill Formation. He sees all of their strangeness, but Lin Xi, who is also in the ring and should be more deeply affected by the magic sword, seems to have no idea. There his mouth moved and he swung his cheeks from time to time to eat.

Rong Zheng had tasted her jerky, and at the same time of fear in her heart, the saliva in her mouth couldn't help but want to overflow.

"I'm just curious about your five different fires, especially after I heard that Song Zaiye suffered a big loss from it."

Rong Zheng put away all the five flying swords beside him, "Originally, Song Zaiye was my rival."

Unfortunately, although his magic sword is powerful, it can't overcome the three lives. "These five swords are my personal belongings, so you don't have to bring Bai Xiaoshan in for my business."

"Really? Then congratulations, you have a fortune to make."

Lu Lingxi was not moved by his words, she would not change Wu Yihuo anyway, "As long as you change the sword and look at Tanghua's seniors, your future cultivation in Nascent Soul will not be lacking. Shi, there is no shortage of medicinal herbs."

"...hehe!"

Rong Zheng didn't expect that she would return the words to him like this.

It's not that he doesn't want to change the advantage, but he must get the five different fires.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, have you ever thought that all your things will become mine in this arena?"

“…is it?”

Lu Lingxi swallowed all the jerky in his mouth and took a sip of spirit wine, "You mean to swell my throat and smash my hyoid bone in the ring, and then force me to I will give you all the things on your body in the same way?"

I heard that Song Zaiye did this in the very beginning.

"I'm thinking about this method recently!"

She said bluntly, "I won a lot of spirit stones in the two-joint gambling stall. I'm sorry to go again. I was thinking, how can I make more money in this arena."

She showed him eight teeth, looking eager to try, "Fellow Daoist Rong, be careful, it will be our ring battle in a while."

“…”

Rong Zheng has nothing to say.

Now he finally understands why the invincible Song Zaiye made many mistakes when he faced her.

The girl's mouth and mind are as sharp as her combat power.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin is so confident, Rong can only do his best." He smiled and said, "My bone age is more than double yours. I hope that after you lose, don't say that I won't win. Wu."

Yeah!

Give her a heart attack?

"Song Zaye's age is four or five times my age."

Lu Lingxi glanced at the hourglass beside the ring, "In our world of cultivating immortals, it seems very inadvisable to judge cultivation based on age!"

Countless low-level monks have never crossed the two major hurdles of foundation building and core formation in their lives.

"If you can't win the battle, you don't have to say it again."

The real chapter will come in a while.

Lu Lingxi was not untouched by the magic sword.

The feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake is too thick, too thick.

This sword seems to be several times more terrifying than its owner.

It was on her blood.

Lu Lingxi took another gulp of spirit wine and hung up the wine gourd.

When!

When the time is up, the ban in the ring starts with the sound of 'hum' when the gong rang.

When Rong Zheng stood up, he gently pulled out the magic sword.

The whole body of the sword is blood-red, giving people a coquettish feeling, but the monks staring at it from the arena quickly took a step back.

The magic sword was not clear, but after staring at it for a while, it was as if they saw a sea of ​​blood in the sky, which was really scary.

Lu Lingqi didn't seem to see the sword. When he stood up, he gently supported the double shadow sword that was trembling lightly, "Don't worry, I'll make you feel good enough in a while."

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to forge the Gengjin into the double image, otherwise, the sword would have been shattered.

"The second round of the ring competition officially begins!"

The two loud-sounding monks from the Alliance and the Seven Killing Alliance had not yet finished their words, and there was a 'dang' sound from the seven arenas at the same time.

Nan Jia and Shang Xian, who had just arrived at Ximen Square, were trying to figure out how to get over to their junior sister when they saw the ban on the stage. The energy of the swords that collided with each other flashed violently.

Rong Zheng and Lu Lingxi didn't have any tricks. Before the 'when' sound fell, the two shot almost at the same time, the collision between the swords and the swords of the two also came into close contact.

Dangdangdang!

Ding ding ding...

In just one breath, the two of them had split a dozen times.

The cultivators who were originally concerned about the other six arenas, saw the ban on their side of the arena flickering from time to time, how could they not know that their king was meeting the king?

Everyone's consciousness couldn't help but pay attention to that side.

The blood-red magic sword can't be seen for a long time, and the monks who found this are very horrified.

No wonder, back then, the magic sword could pull the thirteen great powers of Daomen and disappear in Motianya together. This sword is no less than the third life path!

Even... it might even pass.

Several Tanghua stars looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

This sword has already created a demon, and its owner may not be able to hold it down.

Combined with Rong Zheng's appearance of wanting Wu Yihuo, they couldn't help but suspect that he was not embarrassing them, but used Wu Yihuo to suppress the demons in the magic sword.

Otherwise, this magic sword will surely have the day to devour its master.

It's just that they don't know how Rong Zheng made the magic sword recognize the master.

It's not that he doesn't have a choice. Compared to this magic sword, the other five are also superb magic weapons.

Ding ding ding!

Dangdangdang...

Rong Zheng and Lu Lingxi are in the arena, and they are different from each other.

The thick-backed broadsword formed by the double image, in the eyes of those who don't know how to do it, feels more powerful, because every time it collides with the magic sword, it gives people a special sense of power.

But in Tanghua and others, everyone knows that ghosting is not as good as the magic sword.

When the swords touched, the sparks were a double image, the magic sword - without the slightest damage.

It goes on like this...

On the high platform, even the Alliance Elder Xianfeng couldn't help sitting up straight,

While paying attention to the arena here, the old man gave Jiang Cheng and Yihe a ruthless look. They agreed that Rong Zheng came in halfway.

Originally, he had promised Bai Xiaoshan to let Rong Zheng come in. But wasn't there Song Zaiye at that time? He thought that it was Song Zaye and King Rong Zheng fighting against the king, and it was the struggle of the devil.

But now, Song Zaiye is obviously dead, how could Yihe and Jiang Cheng let Rong Zheng come in?

Elder Xianfeng is a little regretful. He usually takes too much cultivation and doesn't care about them.

If Rong Zheng wins this time, if they are cruel, they will not give Lin Xi a chance to step down...

He looked more and more solemn on his side. On the side of the Seven Killing Alliance, Duan Huang and Zhou Huai had already taken the initiative to make friends with Baixiaoshan County's Bo Xingjun.

Without Song Zaiye and the Three Lives Path, they have another Rong Zheng and a magic sword. What kind of luck is this?

"Congratulations! Lin Xi is about to lose."

"Not necessarily!" Uncle Jun shook his head gently, "Look!"

On the ring, Lu Lingxi was reluctant to bear her own double image. If she continued to fight like this, her blade would be rolled up.

As soon as the blade is rolled up, once Rong Zheng is allowed to distance herself, she will not be able to release the sword qi freely.

At that time, who will be Rong Zheng's opponent?

Even if she loses, her tens of millions of spirit stones and her five different fires will all be snatched by him.

Absolutely not!

Dangdangdang...

From a distance, Nan Jia and Shang Xian are both worried about her double image. They have no ability like Shibo Xun Bai, and they can fly in mid-air with their superior cultivation. They are really anxious.

Can't fight like this anymore.

"Look!"

Dangdang Dangdang, the ghost knife changed its appearance unknowingly, "becoming a mace."

The mace is like a whip, long without a blade, with four edges, the most powerful person.

Rong Zheng's eyes were burning and his heart was sinking. He didn't expect that Lin Xi's ghost could transform weapons like this.

Approaching the magic sword at such a close distance, even his master would inevitably be affected by its blood sea, so how could Lin Xi...

Dangdangdang!

Heavy hits.

Just when Rong Zheng thought that she was going to keep pounding like this, she suddenly widened her eyes.

The heavy mace suddenly appeared in the back, everyone saw the **** the stage, and suddenly changed into two mace, one smashed the magic sword hard, and the other looked for opportunities, while smashing, and stabbing at Rong from time to time Zheng.

Oops!

It's really... terrifying.

The monks who were worried about her failure couldn't help but stroke their chests.

Ding! ding ding ding...

The magic sword finally became restless.

It is more anxious than its owner, Rong Zheng, and more puzzled as to why this person is not affected by the Blood Sea.

The blood of the girl opposite seems to have an alluring scent, and it really can't wait any longer.

Rong Zheng felt bad, but in the arena, he had no time or ability, so he held down the magic sword again.

His eyes were gradually dyed red, and his originally black hair slowly turned blood red under everyone's attention.

This?

Jun Boxing-jun sighed softly.

This magic sword... can't be kept!

It has probably eaten its master more than once, except for the one in Baixiaoshan, its first owner, I am afraid that it also sucked blood and died.

In addition to the thirteen sons of Daomen, it is no longer the magic sword that came out back then.

In fact, if it wasn't for Bai Xiaoshan changing the owner of the magic sword in the middle of it, and if Song Zaiye made too much trouble, he would have agreed with Rong Zheng's proposal to seal the magic sword.

Now the spirit of the magic sword is on Rong Zheng's body again, and if he wants to seal it, Rong Zheng is afraid...

Jun Boxing-jun sighed again.

Without the magic sword, Rong Zheng is also a genius.

In the end, they were impulsive.

Lin Xi can defeat Song Zaiye, how could it be that simple?

"No—, Lin Xi, Wu Yi Huo."

Rong Zheng, whose eyes changed color, had blue veins on his face. He seemed to be competing with the spirit of the magic sword for his body. His hair was red, and he was trying to return to black.

Lu Lingqi's two mace instantly merged, and when he touched the fire-gathering gourd with his left hand on his waist, five different fires spewed out.

Ding ding ding...

The spirit of the magic sword felt dangerous and tried desperately to stop her formation.

"Rong Zheng! Come on!"

Lu Lingxi couldn't find time to set up the formation, and she didn't dare to waste time letting the magic sword take over. It stared at her life, stared at her blood, and once it relaxed a little, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, the only way now is to let Rong Zheng regain control of his body and let the magic sword attack slower.

Only in this way can she cooperate with the deployment of the Five-Party Sun array, and let the demons stay in the sword obediently.

Dangdangdang!

"Rong Zheng! You don't want to die, do you? Come on out."

While fencing heavily, Lu Lingxi said loudly, "Quick! Quick, quick!"

Ding ding ding...

The magic sword automatically counterattacks, but it has all kinds of means, it is entangled by the shadows, and it is useless if it cannot swing the most powerful sword.

The strength of the **** the opposite side is far greater than that of the others. If it wasn't for her help, Rong Zheng's sword-wielding hands might have been smashed to the bone.

I only hate that it was restrained by this master. If he had started killing it earlier, who could stop it in this world? It would already be number one on the weapon spectrum. Stand aside.

"Rong Zheng! Come on!"

The disciples of Baixiaoshan Guanlei saw that Rong Zheng's hair was changing between black and red from time to time. How could they not know what the current situation was?

I don't know who spoke first, but they quickly aligned. They shouted outside together, "Rong Zheng! Come on! Rong Zheng! Come on! Rong Zheng! Come on..."

Gradually, everyone discovered that Rong Zheng's hair finally turned black, and then slowly turned into eyes.

"Lin Xi! Quick!"

Rong Zheng knew that he couldn't hold on for long, so he could only ask Lin Xi for help again.

Except for the ban in the arena, Xun Bai's heart jumped wildly, he was really afraid that Rong Zheng was digging a hole for Lin Xi.

Or, the demon of the magic sword is digging a hole for Lin Xi.

Once Lin Xi is obedient~IndoMTL.com~ distracted and distracted to set up the five-party Shangyang array, people quickly regain the initiative, then...

"Quick! Quick!"

Dangdangdang...

If the five different fires can't be spread out in the five directions, it can't restrain the demon of the magic sword, and it can't restrain it. If it doesn't have the worries of exhaustion of spiritual power, in the end, she still loses.

When Lu Lingqi jumped up and attacked the magic sword, he cooperated with the fire gourd, and finally tried his best to set up a five-sided Shangyang formation.

My God, I'm exhausted.

The sweat dripped from Lu Lingxi's forehead.

She's also worried about being dug up.

"Rong Zheng, you bastard, you can't control it with a magic sword. How dare you harm me?"

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