Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath, swallowed some pill, dissolved in the body, nourishing the lost spirit.

At the same time, he took out a lot of wild pills and inner alchemy, and fed them to the ancient scorpion, including the inner alchemy in Yier and Bisuo, which was also directly rolled out and eaten by the ancient scorpion.

The sound of chewing alchemy, "Pump, puff, pill" came unscrupulously, and it made the hearts of the people around him a while.

Yang Qingxuan also collected the storage bags from the two sea races, both of whom were patriarchs of various races, and they were very valuable. Yang Qingxuan swept his mind for a while, then smiled silently, and the money from the six aspects of the gods came back.

He suddenly wanted to understand how much money he would spend in the future, all of which would be spent on improving his strength and equipment, otherwise, if he was killed, the money would still be used to support the enemy.

Without strength, no amount of money can be kept.

He patted the ancient scorpion and said, "Let go of your belly and eat, and you will hit the sky soon. Now it is the first priority to improve your strength."

The Crimson Ancient Scorpion's recovery speed is extremely fast. Since Yang Qingxuan opened up the supply, he has been eating day and night, not only the cultivation base is gradually recovering, but the body's limbs are also strengthened.

The warrior who was watching from a distance, no one dared to attack his idea, all showed fear, completely dispelled the idea of ​​snatching the six elements, and began to focus on the battle in the distance.

Yang Qingxuan has also been paying attention to the distance, and in the black air that surrounds Mr. Ni, warriors continue to rush out. This was originally nothing, but what made Yang Qingxuan puzzled was that many of these warriors had been seen at the auction venue, some were warriors who participated in the auction, and some were guards of order on the island.

One by one, these people became black in the Yintang, which was obviously wicked.

Yang Qingxuan revolved his true essence and gathered in his eyes, originally holding the mentality of trying, suddenly a golden light flashed, accompanied by a little flame passing through his eyes, he saw everything in the black mist as real.

"what!"

He screamed in fright, and his face instantly turned pale. In that black mist, lurking Mr. Ni's lower body was a huge squid with hundreds of tentacles.

These warriors are all squeezed out from the suckers on those tentacles!

Ink was sprayed in the suction cup at the same time, creating this black mist and poisonous miasma.

"Guru!"

Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale, cold sweat rolled from his forehead. This black mist can isolate the divine consciousness, and he alone saw Mr. Ni's body, and his heart suddenly became alert.

After all, the fighting power of the sea clan is very abnormal in the sea.

The previous Picasso and Il were completely wronged. One had not reacted, but was blasted through by the **** crossbow, and the other water-controlling sea tribe, if they were on the sea, was afraid that their combat power would increase more than three times, but on the land, they were directly destroyed.

"These warriors are all evil, what kind of ghost technique is this? There are so many people hidden in the black fog! Could it be the magical powers like the universe in the sleeve?!"

Duye was uncertain, like harvesting cabbage, killing these warriors who rushed down, basically slapped one to death with a single palm, directly fried to pieces.

But the number is too much, and his heart is fluffy.

Shi Yuyan also turned pale, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the universe in the sleeves is a legendary magical power, and no one in the world has necessarily mastered it. This person is just a small heaven and great perfection. I am afraid it is some secret technique. ."

Duye hurriedly said: "Then what to do? So many innocent people, it's soft to kill. And these people are not weak. If there is an endless stream of people, we will be unable to endure the fight between the beasts. "

Those spirit people were also besieged by a large number of warriors, and some were overwhelmed.

Shi Yuyan said: "Aunt Huang, you go to help those spiritual people."

"Yes, young lady, be careful yourself." Aunt Huang held a jade ruler in her hand, smashed her way in a hurry, and squeezed towards the spirit race people.

Shi Yuyan looked at Mr. Ni in the air and said, "Why push these people down to die? This style of play is meaningless. If you want the Five Spirits Longevity Art or Yuhun, it is better for you and me to fight alone. , If you win, this five-spirit longevity formula will be given to you."

"Hmph, I can send it out, why should I do it myself? Besides, it is their duty to sacrifice my life for these people."

Mr. Ni's figure was erratic in the black fog, and his cold voice was without emotion, making it tingling to hear.

Yang Qingxuan thought of the terrible scene he saw just now, and felt nauseous in his stomach, his face was pale, and he secretly said: "This squid is terrible. If you have a chance, you might as well give him a crossbow."

Shi Yuyan said, "What you said has some truth, but it's too cruel."

Mr. Ni grinned and said: "Cruel? The weak eat the strong, who makes them weak, they should be eaten by me and die for me! If you are so compassionate, you can hand over the Five Spirits Longevity Art and the Imperial Soul. They don’t have to die."

Shi Yuyan's eyes did not fluctuate, showing that her state of mind was still as still as water from beginning to end, and she nodded gently and said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't talk nonsense with you."

As he said, raising his hand, the true essence revolved inside his body, a puff of autumn water melted out around him, and he coldly shouted, "Taiqing Yujue."

The earth, rocks and gravel on the earth tremble constantly, and a terrible shock force disperses.

"Boom!—"

The earth, rock and gravel exploded directly on the spot, and even the water drops in the air were shattered by this force.

"Ah! Ah!"

A large number of evil warriors were shattered by the bombing with a scream, and their limbs were still exploding in the air, bursting into pieces.

"What? What kind of weird power is this?!"

Not only was Mr. Ni shocked, but the warriors in the distance were also wide-eyed and shocked.

But in the power domain centered on Shi Yuyan, Duye, Aunt Huang, and those of the spirit race, all were safe and sound.

"Taiqing Yu Jue? What evil is this? I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"What evil method, this is the Taiqing Immortal Art, the supernatural power of Juntian Purple Mansion!"

"Ah? What, are these three people from Juntian Purple Mansion?!"

A series of shocking sounds sounded, and at the same time various speculations about the identity of the three and the purpose of coming to Qionghua Island began.

Hua Jieyu was also surprised: "Able to practice Taiqing Yu Jue, this Nizi's status in Juntian Purple Mansion is definitely not low."

Yang Qingxuan nodded, his face solemn, that the power of the Taiqing Immortal Jue not only shattered a large number of warriors, but also the black fog created by the sky full of ink was also constantly being shaken away under the power of the Immortal Jue. Mr. Ni's limbs were in black. The breath is looming.

Shi Yuyan also seemed to have seen something, a ripple flashed in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, "Damn it! It turned out to have eaten so many people!"