Jinghong is very strong. Although he is only at the peak of the foundation building stage now, if he wants to, he can enter the golden elixir stage at any time.
Her cultivation speed was too fast, which caused her foundation to be slightly unstable. She suppressed it and did not break through. This was to stabilize her foundation and accumulate more knowledge.
"Roar!"
He was extremely angry, the black mist was rolling, and his anger was soaring into the sky. The three-meter-tall body stood up, and Jinghong's blow did not damage his fundamentals.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Bai Ling flew across the sky, like white lightning, with a hissing sound, and shot towards Zombie Explosion again.
The bone claws that were more than two meters long were raised, and the black mist roared and was sent towards Bai Ling.
Bang bang...!
After several fierce impacts, Zheng was knocked backwards one after another, and the ground was stepped on until it burst.
In the Jinghong seal, a white lotus floats in the air, holy and elegant, flashing this hazy white light in the air.
The slender hand flicked.
Whoosh!
The white lotus was dazzling and the white light was gorgeous. It flew out and hit Zheng's body. The white light exploded and shook the earth.
Zombie roared, his huge body fell out, his chest collapsed slightly, and green blood seeped out.
"Despicable human being, you dare to hurt me?" Zhong roared angrily, and the wound on his chest was slowly healing.
Jinghong did not take the opportunity to take action, but waited for its wounds to heal before taking action again.
Bai Ling was like a spear, blasting across the sky. Bai Ling hit the stone-like body like a drum, making a thumping sound, and green blood splashed everywhere.
It was furious, roaring, and going crazy. Bai Ling poked more than a dozen bloody holes in its body.
The black mist surged, and the wounds on its body were healing.
Jinghong didn't take any action, just waiting for its injury to heal.
The young man and others were horrified. They saw that this unrealistically beautiful woman was holding a hand.
"Is this all you have?" Jinghong frowned slightly, not satisfied with Zheng's performance.
"..." Zheng was irritated. With a loud roar, black mist rolled around him, and a huge ghost head roared over.
Jinghong nodded slightly, and white light surged around his body, exploding like a small sun. In an instant, sand and rocks flew, destroying bones and bones.
"It seems that you are nothing more than that." Jinghong whispered.
Zombie is furious and crazy. It doesn't understand why its own Zombie Qi is weakened when it encounters the other party's inner Qi.
The power of true energy is the purest and the nemesis of all filth.
Jinghong raised his hand and fired several blasts of white silk. The bright white light penetrated directly through Zheng's body. With a final shake, Zheng exploded and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
At this time, several figures arrived just in time and witnessed the explosion of the zombies. They froze in place for a while, all of them dumbfounded.
On the rooftop, Yan Wushuang muttered: "She is as perverted as you."
Chu Xun chuckled and said, "I don't even know whose woman it is."
Yan Wushuang pouted, "Both male and female evil spirits."
Chu Xun has a dark face, this guy is just too easy to chat with. He looked down. Among the people who came, he knew Feng Zijian, Mu Tian, and Lin Qingfeng.
"Are you okay?" Feng Zijian stepped forward.
The young man shook his head, clasped his fists at Jinghong, and said, "Thank you, girl, for saving me."
Jinghong glanced at him and nodded coldly.
The young man told Feng Zijian and others what had just happened.
After listening to this, Feng Zijian and others all had stiff faces and practiced with the Eighth Grade Zombie Emperor. This woman was too scary.
"Thank you very much, girl, for your generous action." Feng Zijian thanked him again. He was very worried. When would such a master appear in the territory of the Four Holy Palaces? And it's incredibly beautiful.
Jinghong nodded slightly.
"May I ask, girl, where do you come from?" Feng Zijian decided to find out. A master who could rival Yue Fandie could not be ignored by them.
"There is no sect or sect." Jinghong said.
Feng Zijian frowned, but the young man's eyes were hot.
"Girl, we are from the Four Sacred Palaces. If you don't mind, how about you come to our Four Sacred Palaces to have a rest?" the young man invited.
"Fourth Young Master." Feng Zijian said hurriedly. The origin of this woman is unknown and she is very scary. How could she be brought back to the Four Saints Palace so easily
The young man didn't take it seriously, "Don't worry, Elder Feng, she can save us, so she won't be a bad person."
Feng Zijian hesitated, "Do you want to report this to the palace master?"
"No need, I have the final say on this matter," the young man said.
Feng Zijian sighed and realized that his young master had fallen in love with this fairy.
Feng Zijian understands, and others naturally understand too.
Mu Tian, Lin Qingfeng and others all nodded secretly. Such a beautiful woman is rare in life.
"Old Feng, just listen to the Fourth Young Master." Mu Tian said, if the woman can be invited to the Four Saints Palace and further achieve good things with the Fourth Young Master, with the woman's cultivation, the Four Saints Palace will definitely be more powerful.
The young man secretly bowed to Mu Tian and thought to himself: "This old man will be the one to cause trouble."
Feng Zijian was still hesitating. The key was that Jinghong's cultivation was really surprising and his origin was unknown.
"Girl, are you willing to be our guest at the Four Saints Palace?" The young man walked over and behaved in a gentle and elegant manner.
On the top of the building, Yan Wushuang smiled strangely, "Someone wants to poach you. Although this kid is not nearly as good at cultivation, he is better-looking than you."
Chu Xun was slightly stunned, and then kicked Yan Wushuang off the roof.
"Ah..." Yan Wushuang screamed, baring his teeth and claws in mid-air, trying to maintain his balance.
Feng Zijian and others were startled by Yan Wushuang's sound and turned to look. I saw a black shadow falling from the roof of the building.
boom!
The ground was cracked and rocks flew apart.
"What the hell is this?" The young man shouted subconsciously.
Feng Zijian and others slowly approached with full vigilance.
"It seems to be a person." Someone whispered.
"No, it should be stiff." Someone drew his sword.
Feng Zijian's breath surged throughout his body, and he reminded others, "Everyone, be careful."
"Ouch... Your uncle, you want to throw me to death." Yan Wushuang stood up with a grin on his face. I touched my face, but fortunately it wasn't disfigured, I almost hit the ground on my face.
"Master Yan." Feng Zijian knew Yan Wushuang, and was stunned when he saw that it was Yan Wushuang who raised his head.
Yan Wushuang was a little embarrassed. When she moved her body, her bones made a crackling sound like exploding beans.
"Old Feng, your ground is too weak. If you go back and ask someone to check, the construction company must have received kickbacks."
Well!
A group of people were confused and looked at Yan Wushuang strangely. This guy jumped from such a high place just to test whether the ground was hard? Only ghosts believe it.
"Elder Feng, who is this?" The young man stepped forward and asked curiously, wondering where the mallet came from. The way he appeared was quite unique.
"This is Mr. Yan Wushuang, he..."
Feng Zijian was interrupted by Yan Wushuang before he finished speaking. He looked at the young man and said, "Boy, you are going to be in trouble." "..." The young man didn't know what was going on. Could there be something wrong with this man's brain
Seeing the young man's confusion, Yan Wushuang pointed at Jinghong and asked the young man, "Do you want to pick her up?"
"..." The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, "Brother, are you sure you didn't break your brain?"
"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Yan Wushuang's face darkened, but he rolled his eyes, smiled, and said, "I support you. Let me tell you, her name is Jinghong, and she is known as Fairy Jinghong."
The young man's eyes brightened slightly, he turned to look at Jinghong who was standing in the distance, and asked quietly: "Do you know this girl?"
Yan Wushuang nodded, "I'm very familiar with it. If you have anything you want to know, just ask me."
"What sect does she come from?" the young man asked.
"There is no sect or sect, that's for sure." Yan Wushuang said.
The young man didn't believe it, and neither did anyone else present. How could someone with no knowledge or sect be so terrifying
Feng Zijian had always been steady, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong. "Mr. Yan, you really know that girl."
"Nonsense." Yan Wushuang rolled her eyes. After talking for a long time, the old man didn't believe him.
"Master Yan, don't be angry. I'm just curious. How could this girl from Wumenwusect have such incredible cultivation skills?" Feng Zijian said.
"What's weird about this? There are so many perverts these days." Yan Wushuang said harshly.
"Brother, how do you know this fairy?" the young man asked.
Yan Wushuang couldn't help but scorned that these people were so boring. He walked over and hugged the young man's shoulders affectionately, saying: "Brother, these days, take action when you see it right. Don't hesitate. Look at your talent, your beauty is like a fairy. They are truly a match made in heaven. You met in this long night, who would believe it if it wasn't fate?"
The young man nodded subconsciously.
"Mr. Yan, what are you..." Feng Zijian just started, but Yan Wushuang interrupted, saying: "If you have any questions, please wait for a while, I will make a good marriage first."
"Brother, let me tell you, these days, you have to chase the woman you like. Otherwise, you will regret it. You see Jinghong is lonely and helpless. When she meets you, it is God's destiny and she wants you to take care of her." Yan Wushuang pulled the young man. Ramble.
The young man was indeed interested in Jinghong. He was shocked when they met for the first time. Now that he was fooled by Yan Wushuang, his blood suddenly boiled.
"What if she doesn't agree?" The young man was still a little scared. Jinghong is a fairy, and to express his love presumptuously is to blaspheme the fairy.
"You Bangchui, if I were you, I would go over and confess my love right now. A man is upright. If you don't even have the courage to confess your love, how can you become an immortal and become an ancestor? You don't deserve a firm warrior's heart at all." Yan Wushuang hates that iron cannot become steel.
The young man gritted his teeth and his eyes became firm. He felt that Yan Wushuang was right. How could he be called a warrior if he didn't even dare to confess his feelings
"Go quickly! I support you." Yan Wushuang said with a treacherous look on his lips.
Damn Chu Xun, how dare you kick me off the roof
"Fourth Young Master." Feng Zijian stepped forward to stop the young man.
"Old Feng, you are wrong. How can you stop young people from pursuing their own happiness?" Yan Wushuang walked over and patted Feng Zijian on the shoulder.
Feng Zijian bared his teeth, and Yan Wushuang made a dirty move, which made his blood surge and his body tremble. But he was even more certain that there was definitely something weird about this.
"Come on, go quickly!" Yan Wushuang encouraged the young man.
"Fourth Young Master, no..." Feng Zijian just started to speak, but suddenly he felt a majestic inner breath that made his blood surge, making it difficult to speak.
The young man straightened his clothes, gathered up his courage, and strode towards Jinghong.
Yan Wushuang smiled inwardly, the corners of her mouth cleft behind her ears. He seemed to have seen Chu Xun's face as black as the bottom of a pot.