Chapter 169

In a short period of time, the battle between the two has ended. Under the crushing of Qinglian's absolute strength, Nie Chen has almost no strength to fight back. However, like the meteor that flickers away, in front of the eternal sun of Qinglian, Nie Chen finally becomes dim and disappears.

The crowd sighed, and some people were happy. After all, Nie Chen had many enemies. If it had not been for the face of Qinglian and Tianhan sect, these people would have killed Nie Chen regardless of the face of xiaoqingjuezong.

Some people were disappointed. They wanted to see how powerful this legendary sorcerer was, but they only saw disappointment.

Some people are shocked by Qinglian's strength.

Some people ridicule even more, thinking that mole ants are mole ants after all. In front of the real strong, Nie Chen can't get on the stage at all. He has no real reputation.

However, people in both the dark and the bright sides felt that they were not wonderful enough, and they had already ended the battle. When the battle was over, there was only one person. After a sneer, his heart suddenly tightened, and a tingling sensation came. A kind of Qi Qi Qi was like a dagger against his heart, which seemed to tear his heart at any time.

This man was a night old ghost who was proud of his disciple Qinglian. However, his pride only solidified in an instant and turned into a color of panic. When he was held by the sharp Qi, he felt a premonition of death and was sweating heavily.

At this time, Qinglian, who took back two big killers, suddenly opened the river channel: "master, be careful!"

Originally, in front of her, in her sight, Nie Chen's body, as if from the void in the hazy appeared out of thin air, showed the figure, and now he is pulling a dark red bow, is chasing the wind.

However, it is obvious that he is very hard to pull, and his face is a little pale, which is a huge consumption, because his goal is to become a night old ghost far above himself.

The strange thing about this wind seeking bow is that Nie Chen almost always consumes a large part of his whole body's evil Qi for those who have achieved far more than himself. Although he has stepped into the realm of the spirit sea and could have withstood the general consumption, his cultivation in the clear night is far above that.

Although it consumed a lot, he had to shoot the arrow. Within his spirit sea, a very spectacular scene happened quickly. The vast magic gas liquefied into the sea was surging with wind and clouds. The black gas disappeared quickly and flowed out of Nie Chen's body and was absorbed by the wind chasing bow.

Fortunately, Nie Chen's own spiritual sea has always been very broad for his cultivation, but the spiritual sea he inherited at the moment is very difficult to be broad and vast compared with the rest of the monks in the middle period of Linghai. After all, he absorbed all the Qi and blood of the dragon.

This arrow consumes a lot, but it is impossible to directly drain the aura of Nie's spirit sea, but the sea has indeed shrunk and decreased a lot; the pallor on Nie Chen's face is more due to the wind seeking bow absorbing too fast, but the magic Qi supplement has not come up in time.

However, at the moment of his appearance, Nie Chen suddenly filled up the wind chasing bow, but there were not all kinds of spirits and spirits that were widely recognized and roared all around him. At the moment when Nie Chen pulled the wind chasing bow, he suddenly closed up and gathered himself on a dark red long arrow born out of thin air.

"Good bye, old ghost of night!" Nie dust mouth road out a trace of sneer, hanging on his pale face, looks very chilly.

"This, this is?" Although the night of the high-level cultivation, but in this moment, it is not to mention the slightest confrontation of the mind, far away, Nie Chen aimed at his own arrow, making him instantly feel the feeling of facing 40000.

This feeling is just like a prey, which can feel the existence of a tiger and smell the deadly smell. Even though the prey is strong and strong, it is impossible not to escape, but to stay to fight against the terrorist killer.

"No, apprentice, help me to block..." The fear of the night made him crazy and helpless, and he turned around and ran away. In fact, when his cultivation reached his level, he was able to have a premonition of the end in the dark. Just as some people felt that their time was coming, and sure enough, they finally came.

In this state of clear night, this is a very normal phenomenon. After all, it gradually coincides with the road of heaven and earth. We can always feel something that the previous body can't feel. This is a kind of premonition.

Nie Chen's arrow gave him such a terrible premonition that he immediately called Qinglian to help him block the extremely strange arrow. However, he turned around and ran away and ran in the opposite direction of Nie Chen.

"Well, it's late!" Nie Chen's face coagulated, released the full bow string, bang, whistling sound, Nie dust wailed in the clear night and left the moment, released the wind chasing bow pulled into the full moon.

"Stop it..." Qinglian also felt the amazing breath. This dark red bow is definitely a big killing weapon. Considering the master's life, she once again offered her two big killing tools, qingluan sword and purgatory tripod, regardless of their pale faces.

"What, he's still alive?""What's the matter, that man is still alive?"

"It's impossible!" Huang Yan turns around, his eyes trembling, and he looks at the front battlefield. The dispute rises again, and his face looks unbelievable.

"Really, it's him? Miss, he's not dead, he's still alive! " The servant girl with some mischievous breath turned and pulled the fairy in white. Their eyes trembled.

"How on earth did he It's impossible. It's dead

"This son, actually concealed my eyes!"

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Those monks who were watching and gradually dispersed heard the movement, looked back again, and saw a scene that shocked them very much: Qinglian shot again in the pale face, but that night was scared away by Nie Chen's arrow.

Although these people's minds are different, the expressions on their faces are surprisingly consistent. They are all shocked and unbelievable!

"Lord..." When Qingxiao and other elders left, they saw a dark red arrow shadow, almost tearing the void, setting off a strange breath of cold wind, and went straight after the night.

"Lord, be careful!" Directly there were four elders who, in an instant, turned into four Island streamers and chased after them in the direction of escaping in the clear night. Only Qingxiao and Qinggan River remained.

The roaring sound sounded again, and the sharp and high voice of qingluan echoed again in this piece of heaven and earth. The purgatory God's tripod came directly to Nie dust, with a hazy purple air, and its breath was breathtaking. The giant bird of qingluan, with its blue luster, twinkled in the air, and attacked from the side.

These two magic weapons are very terrible. If it were not for Nie Chen's two kinds of special breath and a little bit of resistance, I'm afraid that the purple and blue light alone would be enough to disturb the movement of Nie Chen's breath and exert his Taoism.

Nie Chen naturally knew that the purple Qi was very unusual. If he had aura all over his body, he would be digested into nothingness in an instant in front of that purple Qi. The green light of qingluan sword spirit was hard to swallow and demonize even his evil Qi.

To a certain extent, Nie Chen's magic Qi protected himself, but these two treasures were also Nie Chen's natural enemies, because the threat of his evil Qi no longer existed when he fought with the friars who held the two treasures.

If at ordinary times, Nie Chen would disperse the evil Qi and disturb Qinglian's perception and the attack of these two kinds of Dharma weapons, but since they were not affected, this move was useless. If he could not confuse the public and the public, Nie Chen would lack some favorable conditions. Facing the two treasures, he could only choose to resist and avoid.

However, even if it's a killer, someone is controlling it. But before the capture of the thief, as long as Qinglian doesn't intend to control two treasures to attack himself, Nie Chen will have the space to save people.

But at the moment, as Nie Chen had expected, the Inferno God cauldron suddenly turned back and turned into a purple shadow, thinking about the direction of escape at night.

"Master!"

Qinglian's face was dignified and anxious. He felt the fear, which came from his two big killers. These two big killers, in warning Qinglian and Nie Chen's bow and arrow, are absolutely terrible magic weapons; while in Qinglian Xinnian's control, the purgatory God tripod went to rescue her master Qingye.

"Howl!" However, the qingluan sword did not stay, the huge grasp, green light flashing, still toward Nie Chen.

"Well, in this way, I'll change the situation!" Nie Chen's blood was boiling and his amazing recovery ability was replenishing the magic Qi in his spirit sea. His Qi and blood were just like strength, which was slowly recovered after being used up. However, the immortal and martial arts complemented each other, turned into evil Qi and integrated into the spirit sea. He quickly adjusted the state of Nie Chen's whole body, and his pale complexion disappeared from his face in an instant.

A gust of green air swept the cold wind, facing qingluan who was caught by the dive, Nie Chen's mouth showed a sneer; his heart was completely calm, that kind of crazy state completely disappeared from him.

For this moment, at the beginning of a little calm down at that time, he was already preparing!

"How did he do it? He's dead!" Qinggan quickly came to Qinglian's side, his face was dignified, Nie dust gave him a great threat, if not removed, will become future trouble. He didn't want to face Nie Chen, who is likely to make everyone tremble in the future, after he became the Lord.

"Get rid of him, or you will suffer later But at the speed of the night, we can't catch up. Are the four of them stupid Qingxiao also came to the other side of Qinglian. Looking at the huge qingluan bird, Qingxiao raised the green vigorous wind and swept to Nie dust standing on the square.

Although Qinglian consumed a lot before, the attack of qingluan sword spirit was not weaker than before. Obviously, she wanted to kill Nie Chen.