Chapter 227

"I see. I've learned a lot, eh? This Lingbao is actually only a semi-finished product. It seems that Yu Tianbo hasn't had time to refine it successfully."

Li Mu picked up the last thing on the ground, a triangular flying fork. The reason why he could see that it was only a semi-finished product was that there was no spiritual light flashing on the triangular flying fork, not even a rune. This was so different from the Lingbao he had seen in the past. Only the Lingbao that had not been refined successfully would be like this.

"The owner of this storage ring is also good enough. Lingbao was refined successfully in the last step. I didn't expect to die in your hands. It's really not worth it. It's cheap for you."

Ruan Qinghong rolled her eyes and was speechless about Li Mu's good luck.

"Martial uncle Ruan, something's going on!"

Suddenly, a disciple of the later stage of jinyuzong's divine power flew up the blue shuttle. He pointed to the distant sky, and his face was very dignified.

Li Mu and Ruan Qinghong looked in the direction pointed by the disciples of jinyuzong and found that there were more than 20 dunguang flying towards them in the distance. The momentum was no less powerful than Li Mu's line-up.

"There is an enemy situation, defense!"

Ruan Qinghong found that the situation had changed and waved to a group of jinyuzong disciples behind him. Twenty jinyuzong disciples immediately flew in front of the blue shuttle and showed their own Lingbao. As the core disciples of jinyuzong, they usually enjoy higher treatment in jinyuzong than the elders of some small sects. Lingbao is naturally refined by everyone in jinyuzong.

People came quickly, and they came before the blue shuttle in less than a few breaths.

There are twenty-five people in this group who are aggressive and obviously unfriendly. Their accomplishments are all above the realm of divine power. The first is a man and a woman. The woman is about 30 years old. Her skin is as white as snow, and her body emits a cold breath. Her accomplishments of the realm of divine power are solid. Moreover, they are not in the early stage of general mystical power, but at least in the middle stage of divine power like Ruan Qinghong.

Standing next to the cold woman is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is wearing a green striped Jiao Taoist robe, with short hair and long beard. On his right face, there is a light cyan mark the size of a pigeon egg similar to a birthmark, which is very conspicuous. As for cultivation, although he is not as powerful as the cold woman in the middle of tongxuan, he is also a strong man in the early stage of tongxuan.

"Who should I be? It turned out that it was Nie Jinghong, the fairy of the desperate palace, and Taoist poison Jiao of the bibotan. I don't know whether these two are going to go to Tianmu demon Valley to hunt monsters, or what other important things?"

Looking at the two men and women in front of him, Ruan Qinghong asked coldly without changing his face and heart. It was obvious that the opposite man and woman Nie Jinghong and Taoist poison Jiao knew each other.

"Desperate palace! It's actually the people of desperate palace. Damn it, they really pushed it behind the scenes. It's over. There is only one mysterious realm on our side. Ruan Shishu is at most equal to that Nie Jinghong. This time it seems that he is doomed!"

As soon as he heard that the other party was from the desperate palace, Li Mu's heart suddenly fell from the cloud to the bottom of the valley, and he was extremely optimistic about the situation on his side.

"Willow catkins are floating. Ruan Qinghong, hey, I haven't seen you for many years. Why? This time your senior brother Chi Yun is not with you?"

Nie Jinghong of the desperate palace had not yet opened his mouth, but Taoist poison Jiao standing by said with a smile, and Ruan Qinghong seemed to have an old acquaintance.

"Hum! What's the difference between now and then? Your cultivation has remained in this realm for so many years. What qualifications do you have to mention my elder martial brother? My elder martial brother has long been the cultivation in the later stage of tongxuan, and you are still the bug that can fly with a slap in his eyes."

Ruan Qinghong seemed to be extremely disgusted with Taoist poison Jiao, and his eyes looking at each other were full of disdain.

"How dare you call me a bug? Bitch, you are dying! Can't you see the current situation? You are doomed today!"

Being scolded as a bedbug was still in front of so many descendants here. Poison Jiao Dao was so popular that he wanted to fight with a red face, but he was stopped by Nie Jinghong beside him.

"Ruan Qinghong, I have no intention of fighting against you, jinyuzong. We are here not for anything else, but for him!"

Nie Jinghong opened her mouth. Her tone was like a ten thousand year ice sculpture. She stretched out her hand and pointed to Li Mu standing behind Ruan Qinghong.

Li Mu's teeth clenched with hate, but he didn't dare to come forward to speak, because he and the other party were not at the same level at all, and forcing his head out would only make him into a more embarrassing situation.

"Oh? I'll tell you who is so brave that he is willing to spend 100000 yuan to issue a reward order in the Ten Kingdoms business union. It turned out to be your heartless palace. I don't know where my martial nephew offended your heartless palace, and your heartless palace must catch him?"

Ruan Qinghong glanced at Li Mu behind her. She really couldn't understand that although Li Mu, a martial artist with a congenital realm, had a good talent for cultivation, how could he provoke the desperate palace and let the desperate palace not hesitate to launch such a big battle.

"Sorry, it's about the secrets of my heartless palace. I have no comment. You'd better hand him over to avoid a bloody battle. You should be very clear that with your current strength, you are not our enemy at all."

Nie Jinghong said coldly, and a breath like an abyss and a sea came out of his body, which was demonstrating to Ruan Qinghong.

"Since you have no comment, I can only say I'm sorry. Forgive me, I'll never hand it in. Although my jinyuzong can't compare with your heartless palace, it's a dream for me to hand it in to the disciples in the door!"

Ruan Qinghong has a hard attitude. She originally came specifically for Li Mu, who is Chi Yun's only disciple. It is impossible for her to hand it over, whether in public or private.

"In that case, it's useless to say more. Come on! I've heard that your cultivation of wind attribute has been perfected. I just want to experience it today!"

It seemed that Ruan Qinghong would not agree. Nie Jinghong's face sank. She opened her mouth and spit out a long sword covered with runes. The runes on the long sword flickered, and an amazing vitality wave spread wildly from the long sword. The cold murderous gas filled the air, and the field was solemn.

"Then what are you waiting for? Come on! I heard that you are cultivating the heaven level skill of your desperate palace, the formula of breaking love. I want to see it today. Is it really as powerful as the legend!"

With a wave of Ruan Qinghong's long sleeve, a violent wind attribute vitality swept up and turned into a huge cyan tornado 100 meters high. There was a knife light flickering in the cyan tornado. If someone looks carefully, they will find that there are actually pieces of knife Gang rotating like willow leaves in the cyan tornado. At first glance, the cyan tornado is a powerful and terrifying magic power.

"Go! Catch that boy Li Mu alive, and the rest of the people will die!"

Nie Jinghong waved at the more than 20 martial artists in the magical realm behind him. The more than 20 people did not stop running, and all showed their Lingbao one by one, rushing towards Li Mu and others.

"Go to hell!"

Ruan Qinghong's spirit moved, and the cyan tornado in front of him pushed forward and scattered all the more than 20 people who rushed. Although their cultivation reached the magic power, if they faced the attack of the strong in the realm of tongxuan, it was really beyond their ability to resist. The gap between the realm of Shentong and the realm of tongxuan was how many times stronger than congenital and magic, which was far beyond the imagination of ordinary low-level martial arts.

Nie Jinghong saw that Ruan Qinghong launched an attack. With a swing of the long sword in her hand, seven soaring sword Qi, red, white, yellow, green, blue, purple, turned into a gorgeous seven color rainbow, and went straight to the blue tornado issued by Ruan Qinghong. The powerful breath filled the sky, reflecting half of the sky into colorful colors.

"Boom!!!"

The void vibrated, the cyan tornado and the colorful rainbow met in mid air, and a violent Zhenyuan air wave swept away, rippling the surrounding space in circles of transparent ripples, which showed its great power.

"The seven divine lights really deserve their reputation!"

His powerful blow was blocked by Nie Jinghong. Ruan Qinghong gave a standing drink. Her mind moved. The blue shuttle under Li Mu flashed, carrying him to the ground below, and soon fell on the ground.

Li Mu knew that Ruan Qinghong wanted him to go first, so he deliberately put him down. He didn't talk nonsense. The green light on his wind boots flashed under his feet, and his speed soared, and he ran away in one direction.

"Chase me, don't let that little beast escape!"

Seeing that Li Mu had escaped, Nie Jinghong hurriedly ordered many wuzhe of the divine realm she had brought. More than 20 wuzhe of the divine realm did not know what force they belonged to. After receiving Nie Jinghong's order, more than 20 people wanted to chase Li Mu in the direction of escape.

"Roar!!!"

A roar shook the earth and the sky, as if the gods of the heavens were angry, and issued a very dignified roar. A circle of powerful sound wave attacks poured out of Ruan Qinghong's mouth, and instantly shrouded the sky with her as the center for more than a dozen miles.

The Kungfu warriors of the divine realm who were originally about to chase Li Mu were trembled by Ruan Qinghong's roar. They all lost control of their bodies and fell towards the bottom. Many people were bleeding at the corners of their mouths. Obviously, Ruan Qinghong's falling soul roar brought them a lot of trouble.

"Ruan Qinghong, if you don't drink or punish, you will die! Seven immortals Yujian!"

Seeing that Ruan Qinghong roared and injured more than 20 people on his side, Nie Jinghong shouted angrily. The long sword in her hand instantly turned into seven sword lights of different colors. Under the control of her spiritual consciousness, seven sword lights of different colors cut through the void and shot at Ruan Qinghong. The powerful killing machines covered the sky and surrounded Ruan Qinghong in all directions. The seven swords were murderous, They all went towards Ruan Qinghong in the center.

"Whirling willow leaves, knife gas strangle!"

Ruan Qinghong was naturally not a vegetarian who could cultivate to the realm of tongxuan. With a flick of her sleeves, hundreds of green lancets flew out together, rotating rapidly around her, bringing up a powerful Zhenyuan aura, blocking all seven colored sword Qi out of her body.