The twenty-second bowl of soup (twelve)
This blood of pure yang is really powerful, the monster screamed, other weapons could not hurt him at all, but Meng Xingyan's blade left him with many fine cuts, the blood of pure yang is the most powerful for evil things, Soon, he kept rolling on the ground, shrunk into a ball, and his face also changed, especially the mouth and eyes, the lower jaw and eyeballs protruded, looking very terrifying.
"You can hurt him with pure Yang blood!" Meng Xingyan shouted.
All the people present are cultivators, so they naturally know what the so-called blood of pure yang is, that is, the blood of virgins. After living for such a long time, who would be happy if you haven't enjoyed the love between men and women! So although Meng Xingyan kindly told him, it was still the same for the immortal cultivators present.
Meng Xingliang already knew what these cultivators were. They didn't have the abilities of the immortals. If they had, they wouldn't be more kind than the immortals. Thinking of this, she immediately said to Meng Xingyan: "Don't worry about them, let's get rid of this monster first!"
The spell combined with the blood of pure yang did have a miraculous effect. At the same time, the monster became more and more irritated. He kept howling, grabbed the immortal cultivator with a broken leg, and bit his throat. The ground trembled, and in a blink of an eye there was only a piece of human skin left.
Although I already knew what was going on, seeing it with my own eyes was another matter. Both Meng Xingyan and Meng Xingliang were nauseated. It was strange to say that after the monster sucked the flesh and blood of a monk, his eyes It's slowly becoming normal! Although it is still very weird and scary, it is already somewhat close to normal people!
He rushed towards Meng Xingyan with an extremely fast speed. Meng Xingyan's inexperienced skills could not resist him. Meng Xingliang opened the water and fire umbrella to block the monster's fangs and teeth!
The water and fire umbrella is invulnerable to fire and water, and is also extremely aggressive. Almost instantly, Meng Xingliang took out more than a dozen charms, and Meng Xingyan cut his palm to take blood and dripped them into the charms and the umbrella surface in a tacit understanding. Meng Xingliang Activate the mechanism, and the steel needles on the umbrella stand up quickly, piercing all the flesh of the monster. Even if he was made of copper skin and iron bones, he couldn't help rolling and howling in pain!
Meng Xingliang didn't pay attention to the greedy expression of the ascetic next to her when she saw the water and fire umbrella in her hand. She just put away the umbrella, supported Meng Xingyan with one hand, and asked, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, Senior Sister, the two of us are no match for him at all!" Meng Xingyan was in a hurry. If they didn't get rid of this monster, they wouldn't be able to go back alive!
Meng Xingliang also knew it, but there was no other way to do it until now: "This is the first time Master asked us to do something, we must not fail."
She reached into her bosom to touch it, her complexion suddenly changed, that's terrible! There are no more talismans!
The monster's eyeballs changed back to a strange state, and he pounced on it again, kicking his two hind legs on the ground, creating a gust of wind that blinded his eyes. Meng Xingliang had no other choice but to draw a talisman in the void, but what was the use of this, the talisman with pure yang blood could only hurt the monster's flesh, this was not because the pure yang blood was not powerful enough, but because Meng Xingliang I am not good enough, so I can't subdue this monster at all.
This talisman only slows down the monster's movement, and the rest is useless, but even such an ability is enough to make other ascetics jealous. They have worked hard to practice, and they have to cooperate with the use of magic weapons to have an effect. This girl sees He is only in his teens, and he is not a cultivator. Just a few swipes of his finger in the void can make terrifying monsters afraid. What kind of technique is this
Most human beings have a greedy heart, especially the world of cultivating immortals where the strong are respected. Killing and seizing treasures is commonplace for them. When Meng Xingliang sacrificed the water and fire umbrella just now, they were ready to make a move. Now seeing Meng Xingliang's ability, they became even more jealous and wanted to snatch it at this critical moment!
Meng Xingliang was only focused on protecting Meng Xingyan, but the water and fire umbrella on his back was unexpectedly snatched by a female monk flying over!
She was furious: "Give it back to me! You thief!"
"Of course it's in my hands, it's mine. You'd better take care of your own life!" The female monk sneered, trying to open the water and fire umbrella, but she couldn't figure it out, and asked Meng Xingliang at this critical moment: "Hey! How do you open this umbrella!"
Meng Xingliang was furious, but the monster seemed to be sticking to her and refused to let her get away. She was furious by the female monk's provocation and contempt. Get in!
At the critical moment of life and death, Meng Xingliang only cared about pushing Meng Xingyan away, but he was helpless.
Just when she thought she could not escape death, at the moment when the monster's sharp teeth dripping with stinky saliva and blood were about to bite off, she closed her eyes.
The expected death did not come, Meng Xingliang only felt his waist being hugged, and he quickly backed away. She opened her eyes and was immediately surprised: "Master!"
Qing Huan glanced at her with a smile that was not a smile: "I'm not good at learning, so I have to study harder in the future." Alas, it's not easy to raise a child, and it's not easy to teach an apprentice.
Now ask Meng Xingliang to do anything: "Yes!"
Putting Meng Xingliang aside, and grabbing Meng Xingyan to his side, Qing Huan stood in front of the two of them, and instead of arguing with the monster, she turned her head to look at the female monk holding her water and fire umbrella, and smiled at her , said: "That, can you return it to me?"
With a gentle question on his mouth, he grabbed it with one hand, no one could see what was going on, and the water and fire umbrella had already returned to Qing Huan's hand.
But the female monk said sharply: "Give it back to me! It's mine!"
If it wasn't for Qing Huan not having amnesia, and clearly remembering how this umbrella came about, I would really think that the righteous person in front of me is the real owner of the Water Fire Umbrella.
Meng Xingliang has never seen such a brazen person who even claimed to be his own when he robbed others, and even sued the villain first after being taken back by the original owner! "Master! She stole the Water Fire Umbrella while I was off guard! She is a thief!"
"The strongest in the world of cultivating immortals is king! If I snatch it, it will be mine!" Hearing this tone, one knows that this kind of killing and seizing treasures is not uncommon.
Qing Huan was also happy: "Your?"
"certainly!"
I have never seen this thief more arrogant than the owner, Qing Huan smiled, "Well, if you can subdue this guy, I will give you this umbrella."
The monster seems to be afraid of Qing Huan and dare not get close to it. This persimmon needs to be picked softly. Even a monster with an immature mind knows what kind of people not to mess with. This is the submission of the weak to the strong in the soul. It just so happened that the female monk was the closest to him, so he threw Qing Huan aside and jumped on it.
This female cultivator probably killed countless people, her soul is blood red, and monsters are very sensitive to people who have killed a lot. Such people are his best delicacy.
Qing Huan didn't try to save her, and watched the female monk's flesh and blood being sucked clean. Then the monster pounced on the remaining monks, they were all terrified, and ran towards Qing Huan with all their strength, the monster chased after them, the scene was a bit funny.
Qing Huan is not cold-blooded enough to see so many people being sucked and fucked alive in front of her. Although these people are full of evil, good and evil are rewarded. The female monk just now deserves to die today, and the rest don't. The most important thing is Yes, they survived, and retribution is coming soon.
Seeing that these people were hiding behind Master, Meng Xingliang became anxious: "Master, get out of the way!"
Qing Huan turned around and smiled to reassure her: "It's okay, just watch the master perform a really fun trick for you."
As soon as Meng Xingyan heard that he was about to perform a trick, his eyes lit up and his hands were still hurting, so he became excited: "Master, change quickly!"
Qing Huan chuckled, snapped her fingers, a soft white light suddenly appeared, and slowly fell from the void to her hand, and when the white light faded, there was a soft, white, fat and smooth fur in her palm... cat.
cat? ? ? ! ! !
This time! What to do with a cat! Meng Xingliang couldn't understand his master's brain circuit, and wished he could get dizzy: "Master, what are you doing? This kitten..."
"Hush." Qing Huan booed her. "Just watch it."
After finishing speaking, he put the white kitten on the ground. The kitten stretched, yawned, and walked towards the monster slowly with silly splayed steps amidst the smile of its owner. It was really strange to say that when it took a step closer, the monster took a step back, and finally was forced into a corner by the kitten, its huge head shrinking into a small ball, still trembling!
This, what's the situation? !
After the kitten finished showing its supernatural power, it threw itself in front of Qing Huan again, raised its head and meowed, begging to be caressed. Qing Huan picked it up, and kissed the hairy forehead with expectant eyes: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Saying that, he took out a bamboo tube, put the monster in the tube, sealed it with a talisman, and threw the bamboo tube into Meng Xingliang's arms: "Look good."
"Master! Where did this cat come from, Master? Why have I never seen it before?" Meng Xingyan asked curiously, wanting to reach out and pet it.
The kitten dislikes it very much. Basically, it is not allowed to be touched by anyone except Qing Huan. Qing Huan scratched its chin, and it purred comfortably. Ever since it became a cat, it was originally for the sake of being small and unobtrusive , I got used to it later, and even my living habits became very cat-like. I love to eat fish, play with balls of yarn, and drill cardboard boxes. When the owner scratches his chin, he purrs loudly.
"You haven't seen too many." Qing Huan smiled, looked at the group of monks behind him who had started to stare at Ji Guang again, and said, "Okay, let's go, we can have a business with Master Zhizhou .”
Meng Xingliang and Meng Xingyan hurriedly followed behind. Surprisingly, the group of monks also followed silently. Judging from Qing Huan's personality, she probably wouldn't like these people, but she didn't say anything, Meng Xingliang thought it was really weird.