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Chapter nine hundred and fifty seventh the oriole is behind

The bamboo raft made ripples and slowly touched the rocks of Black Island.

The green bamboo raft trembled slightly and stood still. Bai Yujun stood quietly on the bow, waiting for the water pattern to gradually subside, motionless. The five rookies looked at each other blankly, silent and depressed, afraid that the air would suddenly become quiet...

It's so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat and breathing, and the water vapor in the dark underground ancient lake is dull.

for a long time.

Bai Yujun stepped ashore.

Pushing back slightly, the bamboo raft moved away silently from the shore, leaving only the man in white on the black island. However, the water level near the island rose silently and swallowed up the reef. The fog in Yonghu Lake gathered to hide the figure in white, and he appeared again as a fairy.

The God General raised his head and looked at the Black Island Dufeng through his mask and armor.

Standing on the top of the black peak beneath the crack, an old man in plain clothes stood floating, emitting fairy light.

There is a faint light shining on the top of the mountain above the rift valley. The old man is wearing a crane cloak and holding a green crutch. There are three young leaves growing in the middle of the crutch, which is full of vitality and extraordinary quality.

Bai Yujun held the knife in his right hand, and drew the blade with two fingers of his left hand.

"A mantis stalks a cicada? The majestic immortals sit back and watch the evil spirits sneak in. No wonder the monsters have been spreading for tens of thousands of years and have been suppressed without being destroyed. They are becoming more and more powerful. It is skillful to raise tigers to cause trouble. It is sad to have great power but have little use in the world."

I flicked the blade and made a clanging sound, frowning slightly, feeling that this straight knife was no longer as heavy as the heavy knife forged by myself.

The old man on the black mountain peak had a calm expression and ignored the interference of words. According to Bai's understanding, he was thick-skinned and shameless to a certain extent.

His eyes were focused on the white-armored general on the shore.

"The little heavenly army god general is ignorant and fearless. I will not argue with the younger ones. The tree spirit is of great use to me when I make elixirs. I am willing to exchange for two thousand years of Red Yunzhi. How about it?"

The fairy medicine born deep in the clouds of Cangshan Mountain is called Red Yunzhi, which has been used for two thousand years. If the fairy takes it, it can increase his life span by seventy years.

Don't underestimate seventy years. The lifespan of becoming an immortal is thousands of years. If it is seventy years longer, it is very likely that he will achieve a breakthrough. But Bai Bai lacks everything except his life span. To put it another way, the Xuanxian who is one level higher than him is in front of him.

After several lifetimes of death and reincarnation, a certain person is still alive and kicking.

Hearing this, he rolled his eyes.

"Frankly speaking, I am very interested, but it is absolutely impossible. I warn you that it is best to stay away from the tree elves."

The old god is not angry either.

"The Ethereal Immortal Daoxing defeated the monster without the ability to fight back, and his attacks were so cruel and brutal. Even though we worked together to defeat it, it still deserves to be extraordinary."

Although he is very old, his skin is as rosy as a baby's, and he looks like he deserves a beating when he smiles.

Bai Yujun nodded in agreement and praised proudly.

"Although you old man is a bit of a jerk, I'm very satisfied with telling the truth. Your honesty is admirable."

"..."

The old man suddenly fell silent and did not want to speak.

"Stop talking nonsense, how about handing over the tree elf to make a good relationship?"

"Good Karma?"

"Yes, there are many ways to build good relationships."

It sounds like social communication is flourishing in the fairy world.

Moubai sneered and couldn't figure out what good luck had to do with killing elves. It was really vicious.

"By the way, my recent alchemy lacks a main ingredient. I have to use the blood of Xuanxian and cook it in the pot with country black pork. I add thick skin and black heart liver, and wait until the pork and blood are boiled at high temperature to make a fragrant broth. A little bit of oil is tangy to my nose.

The fragrance can make me feel satisfied from food.”

A little trick, the whole body armor is slightly adjusted.

"You old man, are you willing to form a good relationship and give me a lot of blood?"

"You dare to play tricks on me! You will die!"

There was no need to continue the conversation, so he stamped his cane violently.

Suddenly, thick tree roots sprouted from the black mountain peak. It was obvious that it had already set up an ambush here. The tree roots twisted around and grew quickly, turning it into a five-foot-tall tree man. The steps shook the rocks from the mountain peak and made a loud roar, and rushed towards Bai Yujun at the water's edge!

The slender and long-legged combat boots of Immortal Armor took half a step back, and made a hand seal with his left hand and pointed forward.

With a bang, two water dragons floated into the air to fight.

The old man coldly hummed and cast spells. He is a typical practitioner who cultivates the spirit body and abandons the physical body to become an immortal. He has many spells at his fingertips. When facing physical cultivation, he only needs to use spells to attack and defend to prevent them from getting close to him. He is almost invincible. He has been studying spells all year round.

Knowing clearly when to use which spell to meet the enemy, Feng Qingyundan waved his hand and it was like purgatory.

Bai Yujun controlled the water dragon to fight against the tree people and quickly climbed the mountain, constantly running and bouncing between huge rocks.

When jumping into the air, he suddenly twisted his body.

An ancient sword passed by the eyes, and the sharp sword energy left scratches on the surface of the immortal armor...

I secretly sighed in my heart that Xuanxian was one level higher than Taixian after all.

Stomp hard on the protruding rock!

Jumping high, the scene seems to be still. The light from above the crack illuminates the black rock peak. The old god casts a spell indifferently. There are white-armored figures all over the gravel hillside jumping towards the light. He holds his left hand high, and a lightning bolt extends from the palm like a thunder whip.

So, red eyes stared at the old god...

The left hand waved vigorously in a circular motion, and the thunderbolt whip also drew a circular motion and lashed towards the old man!

Crack~!

The thunder cord stretches more than thirty meters long and is dazzling.

The light of lightning illuminates the ancient Yeyong Lake that has been dark for countless years. Treasure hunters in the distance are frightened by the momentum and do not dare to get too close. They know that there must be lightning magic masters fighting with people, which is particularly dazzling.

The old man in plain clothes on the top of the mountain trembled, activating the protective array of robes and runes. The thunder cord flickered and shook but did not break open!

The ancient sword stabbed straight into Bai Yujun's heart in a roundabout way. The sword was not simple. Bai Yujun felt like he was being targeted by danger. He knew clearly that the sword could break through the defense of dragon scales and he could not be careless.

The lightning cord left the old man and waved again, crackling and shining with light!

Heading towards the flying sword, he kept entangled in an attempt to strangle it...

The sword may be a high-level immortal weapon that is extremely sharp and can actually cut through lightning. However, lightning has the characteristic of being attracted to metal and constantly colliding with the sword energy and consuming it. Bai Yujun originally planned to use the dragon gun, which is specialized in destroying treasures, but considering that this is not a dragon palace, it is easy for secrets to be leaked.

I can only endure it.

Throw out five dragon scales and transform into a clone.

The avatar with long hair and shawl and white clothes has a gentle personality. He holds the guqin in his arms and plays the jade finger continuously, and the sound of the qin is melodious.

The armor and spear clone's thunder and lightning wrap around the gun shaft, and it cooperates with the sword and shield clone and the heavy sword clone to move forward in an indomitable manner.

The magic clone has a pretty face with a bad smile, surrounded by big clouds, and releases spells at will to cooperate with the other four clones to besiege the top of the mountain. The clone's ability is only good at Bai Yujun's certain abilities. It has been strengthened by warmth and nourishment all year round. It has insufficient combat power alone, but after cooperation

Enough to be worth half of Bai Yujun.

The old man has a serious face but a tough mouth, clearly showing his greedy clone skills.

"A little trickster."

"Oh? What about this?"

As soon as the voice fell, thousands of straight water jets shuttled randomly, roaring through the air in a continuous sound!

The opponent has a high level of cultivation and superb spells, but Bai Yujun, as a divine beast, has the talent to leapfrog and fight. His characteristic is that he has sufficient mana reserves and can take into account both spells and physical training. His huge body means that his mana reserves are also amazing and he can afford to use them. With the water swords all over the sky and five clones,

Unless he doesn't hesitate to use amplified moves to cut through the mess with a sharp sword.

The two water dragons bit the tree man's body from both sides and pulled hard to tear it into pieces.

The five clones barely held the old man for a moment.

The ancient sword struck again, and Moubai still used the Fang Yin he had captured at some point. Taking advantage of the pause when the sword stabbed the Fang Yin, he picked up a heavy sword comparable to his height, swung it round and smashed it hard.
Chapter completed!
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