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Chapter 1687 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (35)

The patriarch of the Xuanqing sect looked like a handsome and handsome uncle, he was stroking his beard, but Su Qinghuan refuted it so mercilessly. Can't help but turn slightly blue.

In fact, the suzerain of Xuanqing Sect is already at the late stage of Yuanying. If he joins hands with Ling Ruoxu, subduing the little fox will not be easy, nor will it take too much effort.

It's just that at this moment Su Qing is here to say that anyone who wants to help Ling Ruoxu will die forever, and Ling Ruoxu owed her a share of karma a hundred years ago

No monk who cherishes his life is willing to be contaminated with this kind of karma.

For a moment, although the Xuanqing Sect Master looked ugly, he still took a step back and said to Ling Ruoxu with a pale face.

"Junior Brother Ruoxu, I hope you can explain clearly to Su Zongzhu earlier to eliminate the gap. Since you and her have both stepped into the Dao practice, why bother to cling to the past?"

"Sovereign, you don't have to persuade me, let alone her."

Dressed in ethereal white clothes, Ling Ruoxu, who was full of immortal energy, shook his head lightly at Xuanqing Sect Master, and then he also pulled out a spirit sword suddenly.

Unlike other people whose magic weapons are all stored in the storage space, Ling Ruoxu actually used his body as the hilt of his sword, and used this body as a container to warm and nourish the magic weapon of his own life.

No one has ever seen Ling Ruoxu's real battle.

But seeing the crimson spiritual sword appearing brightly from the man's heart at this moment, Ling Ruoxu seemed to be split in two. Although the bloody smell was completely cut off, this scene was not insignificant.

……

Everyone was dumbfounded, and some people almost couldn't stand the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and almost knelt down on the spot, even a little blood oozing from the corner of their mouth.

"Not good, Immortal Master Ruoxu is really going to seriously fight Su Zongzhu! Fellow Daoists, form an array to protect the Dharma! Protect yourself and your fellow disciples!"

Even the suzerain of the Xuanqing sect quickly set up protective restrictions for his disciples, fearing that in the battle between Su Qinghuan and Ling Ruoxu, the two Nascent Soul Immortal Monarchs would not die, but the corpses of the surrounding monks would be scattered all over the field .

……

Facing Ling Ruoxu who was ready to go, the little fox smiled lazily, and she even had the leisure to walk around first.

Under the viewing platform, all the other monks looked at Ling Ruoxu with admiration.

When Su Qinghuan glanced at her, she either lowered her eyes to hide the disdain in her expression, or looked around timidly, for fear of attracting her attention, but her closed disciple Su Xiaoyu was the only one who waved the flag for her wholeheartedly.

"Master!"

Seeing the little fox's gaze, the round-faced cat-eyed young female cultivator looked excited. She is a fanatical follower of Su Qinghuan, and no matter what the master decides, she respects the little fox.

The little fox smiled slightly at Su Xiaoyu, and then lightly said something to Ling Ruoxu.

"I'll take care of some private matters first."

Su Qinghuan didn't wait for Ling Ruoxu to answer, and immediately pinched her fingers into a tactic, so that the young female cultivators who had offended her before were directly tied up with immortal locks, and all of them were sent to Su Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, Master has something to do. You can take these girls back to Tianmingzong to farm. If there is a spirit in the way of heaven, I will come to you after I finish solving Ling Ruoxu."

……

What a crazy tone!Everyone was dumbfounded, they dared to speak nonsense in front of Ling Ruoxu!

Although Su Qinghuan advanced to Nascent Soul within a hundred years old, she has only broken through for less than half a year, but what about Ling Ruoxu?
This is a recognized genius in the orthodox way, and his master is an ancestor of the God Transformation, and the magical weapons taught to Ling Ruoxu are too numerous to enumerate.

The Fire Element Grand Spirit Sword in Ling Ruoxu's hands is already terrifyingly powerful, and it is rumored that Ling Ruoxu also has a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers that has never been shown to outsiders.

The Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map is said to be a treasure handed down in ancient times that can absorb the soul of the soul. Not to mention the monks under the Nascent Soul, even the God of Transformation is very likely to be confused by it.

……

With tears in Su Xiaoyu's eyes, she bowed her head respectfully and said.

"Regardless of the master, Xiaoyu will definitely fulfill the master's entrustment!"

Seeing Su Xiaoyu's devotion to duty, those young female cultivators who were lying on the ground were even more angry.

They thought that Su Qinghuan was about to issue a life-and-death order with Ling Ruoxu, and they must have no time to take care of these little shrimps. Who knew that Su Qinghuan would report to this extent!

Their eyes were red with anger, and one even yelled loudly!
"Su Zongzhu, you don't need to bewitch people here anymore, with Ruoxu Immortal Venerable, you will definitely lose!"

"Oh, really?"

The little fox curled her lips coldly, her eyes flashed, and she suddenly put a banning talisman on the woman who was the leader.

"You don't need to thank you, little fairy. Unless you have the cultivation level of transforming gods, even the Ruoxu Immortal Venerable you have been thinking about can't save you. You can farm in peace for a month, and you don't need to talk."

And Yuanying dared to say that no one at the same level as him could unravel his restriction?
Seeing Su Qinghuan showing such a trick, everyone subconsciously looked at Ling Ruoxu.

However, the white-clothed immortal looked indifferent.

"I haven't seen you in a hundred years, but you have indeed improved."

Is this a default that what Su Qinghuan said is true?

Everyone was shocked for a moment, and now there are more monks who are unwilling to involve cause and effect.

And the little fox waved his hand, and those female cultivators and Su Xiaoyu disappeared in front of everyone.

……

"Okay, the trivial matters have been settled, then Immortal Venerable Ruoxu, please."

A distant smile appeared on the corner of the little fox's lips. She held the sword in one hand and attacked Ling Ruoxu almost instantly.

A crimson fire phoenix appeared beside Ling Ruoxu, it was a phantom, but it brought great pressure.

And the fire phoenix screamed crisply and angrily, and even attacked the little fox directly. Su Qinghuan was neither frightened nor afraid.

"Is that all you have? Ling Ruoxu, you and I have become enemies, so don't hold back!"

The little fox's eyes were piercing, her moves were sharp, and she had absolutely no intention of backing down.

Finally at this moment, Ling Ruoxu made a move!
"I never hold back!"

The white-clothed fairy's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the spiritual power in his body soared, although his complexion was pale, but the awe-inspiring spirit sword moved along with his figure, attacking Su Qinghuan's heart without hesitation!
She is ruthless, and he is ruthless. Both of them fight endlessly, obviously wanting to take the other's life.

It happened that Ling Ruoxu's sword tip was pressing towards Su Qinghuan's throat, the little fox turned over like a kite, jumped, and the sword tip deflected, and even shattered the Magic Face Orb Su Qinghuan was wearing!

The old woman's skinny face, weak arms, and even pale fingertips all suddenly changed rapidly, with plump muscles and stretched limbs.

Her snow-like hair turned into crow-black long hair in a blink of an eye, and that long hair fluttered in the air. At such a chilling moment, it was surprisingly moving.

Is... is it an illusion?
For a moment, everyone lost their minds.

(End of this chapter)