Zhang Xiaohan looked at the young man coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person, yes, in Zhang Xiaohan's eyes, that person was already dead.
The long sword in the monk's hand moved slightly, and a sword qi was just about to be activated, and there was a sudden sharp pain in Zhihai, and his movements were violent Everyone watched as the young monk's eyes widened, motionless and motionless as the transparent silk thread climbed up his neck, and a blood arrow erupted, and in the blood arrow, a snow-white primordial infant appeared in confusion, as if he did not understand where he was.
Silence enveloped the entire hall, and everyone's eyes stared in horror at Zhang Xiaohan and the young man, and saw that Zhang Xiaohan seemed to wave casually, and the silk thread slid down the headless body, and when it passed through the monk's left hand, it took a hook and returned to Zhang Xiaohan's hand with the storage ring.
The silk thread was dusty, there was no trace of blood, like a long snake sliding into the cuff of Zhang Xiaohan's left hand, Zhang Xiaohan played with the storage ring in his hand, but he didn't look at it, and directly put it on another finger.
"You" spoke to an elderly monk with white hair and beard, he pointed at Zhang Xiaohan, his face was full of grief and indignation, at this moment, the Yuan Ying also understood his position, and flew towards the old monk with a frightened face, shouting: "Father, you want to avenge me" father and son Zhang Xiaohan's eyebrows raised, and the crisp voice immediately sounded in the hall: "Revenge, please ask me why I have to worry about you and why complain I just came in, there is no protection at all, you killed me, shouldn't I resist, let you kill me I have already retreated, you still don't know how to advance and retreat, chasing me to kill the killer, I left your Yuan Ying, I am already merciful, don't you even want to stay Yuan Ying?"
The Yuan Baby's face was full of malice: "You killed my spiritual pet and destroyed my body, you and I swear not to stand apart" "Hehe," Zhang Xiaohan sneered: "Since you want to kill someone, you must have the consciousness of being killed, why, do you think that more than a dozen people in this hall are willing to be killed by you" The elder monk reached out and took out a jade bottle, Yuan Ying looked at Zhang Xiaohan again with resentment, and flew into the jade bottle, Yuan Ying can't survive in the outside world for too long, if it is in a jade bottle, it will survive longer.
The monk took the jade bottle back into his arms, and Zhang Xiaohan looked away from the monk and looked around, only then did he see the entire hall clearly.
In the middle of the hall, above his head, there was a dark red wooden box suspended, and as soon as Zhang Xiaohan's eyes fell on the wooden box, he immediately felt that this wooden box was so strange, it looked like a coffin that had been reduced by a few sizes.
If you think about the previous battle between the people, it must be for the contents of this wooden box.
Looking around again, he saw the exit, it was still a staircase, Zhang Xiaohan took a step back, the monks in the hall were all above the gods, and there were also those in the late stage of the gods, no matter what was in the wooden box, it was definitely impossible to kill everyone to get the wooden box.
With the strength of one person against twelve monks of the same level and above the first level, Zhang Xiaohan has not yet been arrogant to this extent.
She took a step back, and she made a statement, she didn't participate in the battle between them, and the people in the hall were obviously divided into three groups, and she didn't want to participate in such chaos at all.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have no intention of the treasures here, so I take my leave."
Zhang Xiaohan said a word and was about to walk towards the staircase.
"Fairy and slow," the one who spoke was the female cultivator who had just attacked Zhang Xiaohan with green Ruyi in her hand, she had a good face and a good demeanor, and her bright eyes looked at Zhang Xiaohan with a cold chill: "May I ask who the treasure in the fairy's hand comes from?"
Zhang Xiaohan frowned slightly, and immediately recalled the monk surnamed You in his mind, and after a closer look, the face of the monk surnamed You was vaguely similar to the female cultivator in front of him, and he knew in his heart that he was not so easy to get out.
The monk surnamed Nayou is said to be a person from Qingxumen, Qingxumen is one of the three major immortal cultivation sects in the Lingwu Continent, Zhang Xiaohan doesn't want to make a feud with Qingxumen, he just took it by surprise and directly sacrificed a flower basket, and at this time he can't regret it.
But if she bluntly admits that she killed the monk surnamed You of the Qingxu Gate, it is also impossible, if you kill it, you will kill it, but there is no rule in the immortal cultivation world to admit everything, besides, that monk surnamed You is clearly not a good thing, and it is estimated that there are not a few people who want to kill him. sighed in his heart, his face remained unchanged at all, and he said slowly: "This flower basket was obtained from a female cultivator in the late Yuan Infant Period, when she and her two early stage masters took a fancy to the silk thread in my hand. ” As he spoke, he raised his left hand and stared at the nun without blinking.
The female cultivator's eyes were only staring at Zhang Xiaohan, obviously not believing what Zhang Xiaohan meant, and she bit her teeth lightly: "The cultivation of the fairy in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Transformation is already in the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods, which monk in the early stage of the Transformation of the Gods and the late Yuan Infant dares to take a fancy to the treasure in the hands of the fairy."
Her eyes were very sharp, and she immediately recognized Zhang Xiaohan's transparent silk thread as a treasure.
Zhang Xiaohan said with a smile: "At that time, if my cultivation was in the middle stage of transforming into a god, they naturally wouldn't dare.
Zhang Xiaohan said the truth, when she killed the monk surnamed You, her cultivation was in the early stage of transforming into a god.
"The fairy's cultivation at this time is the peak of the middle stage of the god transformation, is the fairy saying that your advancement is from the early stage of the god transformation to the peak of the middle stage of the god transformation," a white-robed monk beside the female cultivator said mockingly.
Zhang Xiaohan shrugged, in this case, no one would believe even her explanation, but two of the three monks had died, and one was in her spirit beast bag, so she didn't worry about the matter being revealed.
"Everyone came to the Magical Forbidden Land and entered the Linglong Immortal Pagoda for their own chances, how do you know where other people's chances are?"
"Linglong Fairy, the treasure of your son is in the hands of this female cultivator in front of you, and my child, you have also seen the body destroyed in her hands, this female cultivator is so ruthless, I can't say that the whereabouts of your son fell into her hands, why don't you and I join forces, catch this female cultivator, go back to search for soul cramps, and slowly torture."
A gloomy voice sounded, it was the old monk, his cultivation was in the late stage of the transformation of the gods.
There were also three monks beside him, all of whom were in the middle stage of the transformation of gods.
Before the Linglong fairy could reply, the white-robed monk next to him made a final decision: "Okay, let's join forces, and after we get the Linglong Qiankun Tower, we will discuss it." ” Then he looked at Zhang Xiaohan: "You are a mid-stage cultivator who transforms into a god, and you can kill a monk of the same level with one blow, you can imagine that the fairy's magical powers are extraordinary, and we originally had the intention of befriending the fairy, but you first killed the head of the Three Temples, and you are suspected of killing our Qingxumen disciples, so don't blame us for treating you as an enemy, if you are willing to hand over the flower basket treasure, it means that it was true at that time, and I Qingxumen should try my best to resolve the grievances with the Three Temples for you." ” This time, the situation changed immediately, each of the three parties in the previous battle was four people, and now the two parties joined forces, and it suddenly became eight to five, and Zhang Xiaohan and those four people joined forces.
Among the four people, there was a monk who was holding a golden red feather fan, and the monk who shot at Zhang Xiaohan at the beginning, he didn't say anything after he was stopped with a blow, and at this time, he couldn't help but be surprised.
The eyes looked at Zhang Xiaohan, Zhang Xiaohan was just a peak cultivator in the middle stage of the god transformation, but as soon as she made a move, she blocked the attack of the three middle stage monks of the god transformation in an instant, and also killed one of them with a backhand, which shows her strength.
His face changed, and he immediately said: "This fairy, how can Lin Daoyou's words be taken seriously, you are holding the treasure weapon of the disciples of the Qingxu Sect, you have already said that you did not get it from the disciples of the Qingxu Sect, they still refuse to believe it, if you hand over the treasure, it is not for others to slaughter."
Zhang Xiaohan smiled slightly, she naturally understood the meaning of the monk holding a feather fan, and said to the white-robed monk: "Lin Daoyou, your request is difficult to obey." ” Zhang Xiaohan's refusal was also expected, and the white-robed monk's face sank: "Since the fairy rejected Lin's proposal, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ” As he spoke, his robe shook, and there was a swarthy thing in his hand, which flashed black in his hand, blurred for a while, and turned into the head of an unknown monster, this monster looked like a wolf not a wolf, like a lion but not a lion, his eyes flashed with black light, staring at Zhang Xiaohan viciously.
The green ruyi in the hand of the female cultivator next to her also flashed, but it was not aimed at Zhang Xiaohan, obviously knowing that the flower basket in her hand could absorb Lu Ruyi's attack.
And the old man also had a strange little tripod in his hand, and the little tripod didn't know what was making a low roar, wanting to emerge from the tripod.
The original scuffle between the three factions suddenly turned into a confrontation between the two sides, and the monk with a feather fan and the three people around him couldn't help but change their faces, and at this time they could only join forces with Zhang Xiaohan.
I saw that his face was cold, and the feather fan in his hand was fiercely fanned at a few people in front of him, and the sound of the phoenix was loud, and then a two-color phoenix emerged from the fan, this phoenix is good-looking, the feathers of the whole body are golden and red, and the wings are spread, and the red and golden light is ten thousand ways, and it rushes straight to the opposite side.
The monster on the other side also howled and greeted it.
"Boom" There was a loud bang, and in the center of this hall, the red, gold, and black three-color light slammed into it, and the three-color halo suddenly appeared, this halo looked very soft, especially the gold and black halo almost completely coincided, and it was not dazzling at all, but the halo brought a huge amount of coercion, which made everyone, including the owner of the feather fan and the monster, unconsciously take a step back.
Only Zhang Xiaohan stood safely in the middle, blocking the flower basket in front of her, and as soon as the three-color halo touched the flower basket, it was quickly absorbed by the flower basket, and it couldn't affect her at all.
Zhang Xiaohan looked at the six roads and noticed that the beautiful woman opposite was looking at him with hatred on her face, and her eyelids drooped slightly. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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