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Chapter 39 Mitian Buddha

"I'm." If Zhao Lingjun heard Qing Lan say such words, he would have blushed and thoughtful, but now when he heard Qing Lan say such words, Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth and said only one word, and was already choked and unable to speak.

"It feels very strange." When Zhao Lingjun's tears fell on Qing Lan's face, a blurred look appeared in Qing Lan's eyes. "Now I seem to understand a little why Bai Suzhen was willing to fight with Fahai for the sake of that silly scholar."

"But if you are really in the illusion, you should still like me to be Lin Qianxun or Wu Xiaoye." Qinglan's voice became lower and lower, and finally became inaudible.

"Boss, go quickly."

At this time, Zhuque also shouted like crazy. Zhuque and Wu Xiaoye shone brightly in front of him. Both of them had cast their strongest spells and magic weapons, but the spells that occurred between the long-haired young man waved his hand made the two of them flew back continuously.

Zhuque knew that it would not take much time to continue like this, and he and Wu Xiaoye would not be able to resist it, so he saw Zhao Lingjun holding Qing Lan blankly, and couldn't help but speak wildly.

"No, I don't want you to become anyone, Qinglan``````" But the shout of Zhuque was just released, and Zhao Lingjun also made a heart-wrenching sound. It turned out that Qinglan stopped breathing in Zhao Lingjun's arms at this time.

In a blink of an eye, seeing Zhao Lingjun holding Qing Lan without moving, Zhu Yu and Wu Xiaoye understood what was going on, and their eyes suddenly turned red. Neither of them started to attack with great difficulty.

"Do you really want lifelines? Since that's the case, I'll help you." Yan Beiming was entangled by Zhu Yu and Wu Xiaoye, and was already angry. Now, seeing the two of them cast spells at him as if they were desperate, they couldn't help but shout anger.

"Qi!" Yan Beiming just spit out a word, and a ball of silver light like a rotating Yin-Yang fish exploded between Yan Beiming and Zhuque and Wu Xiaoye.

Wu Xiaoye had already cast apart from the prehistoric Jinluo Tent, and Zhuque had also released his strongest protective shield. However, after the silver light exploded, all the defensive magic arrays of the two people broke instantly.

In Yan Beiming's silver light, which was like a rotating Yin-Yang fish, seemed to have in addition to the power that could destroy all magic circles, but also had a strong inverted Yin-Yang power, which was only affected by the explosion of silver light. Wu Xiaoye and Zhuque could only feel a bang in their minds, and their qi and blood were reversed. The Taoist power was like a river breaking a dam and traveling randomly through the meridians.

"You always scream, so let's kill you first." When Zhuque and Wu Xiaoye lost the power to fight back, Yan Beiming just took a step and appeared beside Zhuque like a ghost, pointing at Zhuque's chest.

A little silver light appeared on Zhuque's chest, and then instantly spread to Zhuque's whole body. Zhuque fell down without even snorting.

"stop!"

When Yan Beiming was about to take the opportunity to kill Wu Xiaoye beside Zhuque, he heard Zhao Lingjun shouting.

Zhao Lingjun is not Yan Beiming's boss. If he only heard this, Yan Beiming would definitely not be obedient. However, with Zhao Lingjun's shout, Yan Beiming felt a strong fluctuation of magic power.

"how?"

Yan Beiming turned his head in surprise, but found that Zhao Lingjun had put down Qing Lan at some point. The strong magic power fluctuation was emitted by Zhao Lingjun. At this moment, Zhao Lingjun was still swallowing the fiery red pills while looking at Yan Beiming with a killing look.

These red elixirs were obtained by Zhao Lingjun using a demon-refining pot to refine the lava monster, and they have the effect of quickly restoring Taoist power. Zhao Lingjun has always placed it in the pill bottle and placed it in his mustard seed space. Just now, Yan Beiming destroyed Zhao Lingjun's mustard seed space, and this elixir bottle also fell out with those magic weapons, but it did not attract Yan Beiming's attention.

Zhao Lingjun had picked up the pill bottle at some time and swallowed the red pills in the pill bottle.

"Then I'll kill you first."

Although I don’t know what elixirs Zhao Lingjun was taking, the murderous intent and increasingly powerful magic fluctuations that spread out from Zhao Lingjun made Yan Beiming feel cold. Therefore, Yan Beiming didn’t care about killing Wu Xiaoye, so he pinched the magic trick towards Zhao Lingjun/

"Mitianfutu!"

But Yan Beiming had just finished pinching the magic trick and changed his face. In Yan Beiming's incredible eyes, a silver ball of light burst out from Zhao Lingjun like a shrinking bank, knocking Yan Beiming backwards.

Yan Beiming's body was covered with countless holes with silver light, just like he was swept by a small-caliber submachine gun first, and then someone installed a fluorescent light in his body.

"Master." Feng Jian Cangyuan wanted to catch Yan Beiming who was flying backwards, but as soon as he touched Yan Beiming, the silver light shot out of Yan Beiming made Feng Jian Cangyuan's body corrode and disappear quickly as if it was touching concentrated sulfuric acid.

Feng saw Cangyuan screaming, but did not catch Yan Beiming, but fell down with Yan Beiming.

Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.

The one who defeated Yan Beiming was the same spell cast when Zhao Lingjun severely injured Meng Bugui, Mitianfutu.

When Yan Beiming was fighting with Meng Bugui, he saw that he could not defeat Meng Bugui. When he flew backwards to Zhao Lingjun, Yan Beiming secretly used the Mitian Seal and the Qijie Soul Movement Technique to instantly understand the Mitian Futu in the Qijie Mitian Dao, and Zhao Lingjun subconsciously used the Mitian Futu, which accidentally injured Meng Bugui.

Mitianfutu is the only magic that Yan Beiming used the Mitian Seal to teach Zhao Lingjun the soul-shifting technique.

The reason why Yan Beiming chose to teach this spell is that he had done all the mechanisms.

Because Mitian Futu is the second most powerful spell among the Qijie Mitian Great Techniques and Mitian Galaxy. If you hit this spell, even the Daluo Golden Immortal will be severely damaged and cannot be recovered in a short period of time. It is naturally no matter how good or bad it is to use this spell to deal with Meng Bugui. Moreover, once this spell is used, it will remove all the Taoist power of the caster's entire body.

In this way, Zhao Lingjun will be drained from all the power of Tao and will not have the power to fight back.

But how could Yan Beiming have thought that Zhao Lingjun would use this spell to deal with him?

Even Yan Beiming himself, when he encountered such a powerful spell, he was immediately injured and fainted without any ability to fight back.

After knocking down Yan Beiming and Feng saw Cangyuan in one fell swoop, Zhao Lingjun's face did not look at all surprised. Although he quickly recovered his physical strength with the pills and used Mitianfutu, his body's power was exhausted twice, but his body's strength had exceeded the limit of Zhao Lingjun's physical body. Therefore, after calling Qinglan's name, Zhao Lingjun, who was exhausted, also softened his whole body and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Zhao~!"

"Zhao Lingjun``"

When he fell, Zhao Lingjun heard Asakusa Yosuke and Wu Xiaoye seem to be calling their names anxiously, but Zhao Lingjun's consciousness became more and more blurred, and he finally lost all his consciousness and fainted.

In a trance, Zhao Lingjun felt as if he had come to a place he had never been to.

The eyes were pitch black and there was no light, but Zhao Lingjun saw Qinglan standing in front of him with a smile and waving goodbye to him.

"Qinglan, where are you going?"

Zhao Lingjun shouted anxiously, but Zhao Lingjun found that he could not make any sound.

Zhao Lingjun wanted to run forward and hug Qinglan, but Zhao Lingjun found that his whole body could not move.

Seeing Qinglan go further and further, Zhao Lingjun became more and more anxious.

"Qinglan!"

It was not until Qinglan disappeared from his sight that Zhao Lingjun finally shouted out. After Zhao Lingjun shouted Qinglan's name, Zhao Lingjun felt that all the darkness in front of him had dissipated. The sudden dazzling and strong light made Zhao Lingjun's eyes sting.

"You are finally awake." When Zhao Lingjun could see things in his eyes, Zhao Lingjun realized that he was already lying in the Talis Hotel, the ** in his room. Meng Xue, Lin Qianxun, Bai Loli and others were all sitting in front of the bed, looking at him with red eyes.

Zhao Lingjun looked out in a blink of an eye and saw the wind outside the window and the clouds were clear, and the sun was bright on the white beach, and it was already noon.

"Where is Qinglan?" Zhao Lingjun could not help but ask.

"It's all my fault." Seeing Zhao Lingjun wake up, Meng Xue's tears were originally rolling in her eyes, but after hearing Zhao Lingjun's words, Meng Xue's tears fell like pearls. "If I hadn't been useless and I didn't know any magic, how could Qinglan have to wear the Purple Snake Immortal Clothes? If she hadn't given me the Purple Snake Immortal Clothes, how could she have "``````````."

"Woo````````." Meng Xue choked and couldn't say anything. Bai Luoli also threw herself into Lin Qianxun's arms and cried loudly.

"Zhao Lingjun`````````." Lin Qianxun and Wu Xiaoye were extremely sad. They wanted to comfort Zhao Lingjun, but they couldn't speak.
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