Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3057
With this Jinxian-level mandarin duck pot present, Qian Yuanzi felt a lot more at ease.

Even if there is a strong person present, relying on this magic weapon can deal with one or two.

Song Yuchan raised her hand with him, and said with a light smile, "With the blessing of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the little girl's heart is much more at ease. Since the Taoist priest wants this thing, just take it."

"You are a man of the times!"

Qian Yuanzi showed surprise on his face, he didn't expect Song Yuchan to be enlightened so easily.

He and his disciple Wanyan Zhuo ordered, "Zhuo'er, go and get the troublesome fetus back."

Wan Yanzhuo nodded, "Master, my disciple's magic power is shallow, so I dare not touch this thing!"

He talked about the scene where a Mahayana master was wiped out by this thing, how dare he go up and take it away.

Qian Yuanzi scolded, "Trash, you are so timid, what can you do?"

He sternly taught him a lesson. Although he was a true immortal, he did not dare to try recklessly.

But once the mandarin duck pot is released, there is no guarantee that someone will not take the opportunity to sneak attack.

At that time, you can only choose one to take things or report your life.

He stood there thinking for a while, and heard Song Yuchan sneer from a distance, "Why, the majestic Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, don't you dare to take it?"

"Shuzi is rude!"

Qian Yuanzi's face darkened suddenly, how could he lose his aura in front of the heroes.

He took the risk of sacrificing the mandarin duck pot, and suddenly put it on Song Yuchan and the others' heads.

This time, not only did he want to take away this troublesome child, but he also wanted to take Song Yuchan away and give him a severe lesson.

The mandarin duck pot flew into the air and circled continuously.

The bottom of the pot of heaven and earth was circling in thought, and above Song Yuchan and the others, they all turned into a Tai Chi vortex.

A powerful suction was rolled up inside, and it enveloped them towards them.

The wind and snow rolled up in all directions, causing the world with a radius of [-] meters to be filled with snowflakes in an instant.

"Good pot!"

With a cry, someone shot suddenly.

Throw out a cloth bag, and buckle it on top of the pot of mandarin ducks.

"Who sneaked in?"

Qian Yuanzi reacted quickly, raised his hand to grab Yan Zhuo and jumped backwards, at the same time reached out and retracted the mandarin duck pot in the air.

On the ground where they were, there was a loud bang.

A ten-meter-long pole hit the ground heavily, and the huge killing force directly formed a blood mist of a group of more than a dozen disciples.

The huge impact swept all directions, enveloping hundreds of monks who didn't have time to react.

Bang, bang, bang, knocked them all out.

Ahhh, there was a scream, and the ground immediately fell down, and there was a roar like a pig being killed in the wind and snow.

Qian Yuanzi stood in the distance, holding a mandarin duck pot in his hand and yelling, "So it's you, Taoist Taoist carrying pole, Taoist Budai!"

The air laughed loudly, and soon two people appeared.

Both of them were bald and wore gray cloth monk robes.

One is a thin man with a long head, like a shoulder pole.

One has a fat head and big ears, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and he looks like a smiling Buddha.

The cultivator on the field suddenly asked in surprise, "Even they are here?"

"These two are wandering monks, and I heard that they have already broken through the Xuanxian realm!"

"Hey, aren't they monks?"

"They are monks, but they practice the Taoist method."

"..."

Monk Budai raised his eyes, smiled and said to Qian Yuanzi, "Nephew Qian Yuanzi, long time no see, your cultivation level has risen again! Hand over your mandarin duck pot, and our brother will spare you!" Life!"

Qian Yuanzi said angrily, "As seniors, are you just brazenly snatching a magic weapon from a junior like this? If my master knows, how will you explain to him?"

His master is the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Jin Lingzi.

The monks who are also in the Xuanxian realm can only move out the master to suppress these two people at this moment.

Otherwise, with his own strength, even with the golden fairy magic weapon of the patriarch, he would be powerless to face the two gods.

Monk Budai laughed disdainfully, "We are not disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so why should we explain to him. Besides, we brothers just drew our swords to help each other in the face of injustice. You bullied the three children for no reason, we brothers can't stand it. Let the three children out quickly, if they stay in your pot for a long time, will they turn into thick water?"

"It's nice to say, didn't you come here because of that disaster?"

Qian Yuanzi twitched his beard, held his pot and said wrongly, "Those three scorpions are not in my pot."

The mandarin duck pot covered the three of them just now, and Qian Yuanzi also thought that he could accept Song Yuchan and the others.

But at the critical moment, these three people disappeared out of thin air, which surprised Qian Yuanzi.

You know, this is the golden fairy magic weapon.

Once it covers the enemy, if there is no special magic weapon under the Golden Immortal, it is absolutely impossible to struggle out of it.

Taoist Bu Dai and Taoist Bidai obviously didn't believe him, and they said coldly to him, "It seems that nephew Qian Yuanzi doesn't want to cooperate anymore."

"Do you think we are blind?"

They talked about the magic weapon and sacrificed it, and they were aggressive.

None of the people present believed in Qian Yuanzi.

The power of the Qiankun Kingdom just now was too great. Everyone believed that Song Yuchan and the others would never be able to escape from that pot with their little cultivation.

Qian Yuanzi couldn't argue with his words, there was a dazzing light flashed by a fairy sword on his body, with a swipe, he grasped it in his hand.

Relying on the protection of the mandarin duck pot, he confronted Taoist Budai and Taoist Bidai, "If you don't believe me, I can't do anything about it. If that's the case, then let's fight!"

Taoist Budai laughed loudly, "My nephew is a bit arrogant, so I will help you!"

He and the shoulder pole monk beside him shot at the same time, making the snowstorm on the field thicker for a moment.

Two mysterious immortals deal with a real immortal, just like an adult teaching a child.

Even if Qian Yuanzi has the help of Qian Kun Guo, but two fists are no match for four hands.

He has a pot of heaven and earth on his head, holding a fairy sword to resist from left and right.

When dealing with the Taoist Bag, he was about to mobilize the Yuanyang Pot to take the Taoist Bag.

The shoulder pole of Taoist Taoist slammed down, so frightened that he hurriedly took the pot back and obediently placed it on top of his head for protection.

When he was dealing with Taoist Bidai, Bu Dai monk took the opportunity to lash at him with his cloth bag.

The mandarin duck pot was banged so loudly by the two that Qian Yuanzi Shenhai began to shake.

Wan Yanzhuo hid far away, so he didn't dare to go up to join in the fun.

If the master is in trouble, he can only watch.

At this time, he saw a Taoist suddenly sweep a branch-like magic weapon from his master's head.

With a clatter, his master's Yuanyang pot shook and was easily snatched away by the Taoist.

The Taoist fell aside, holding the mandarin duck pot and laughing, "Good pot, good pot, hot pot is just right."

"My pot!"

Qian Yuanzi hissed loudly, and angrily scolded the Taoist, "Tieshu Tianzun, even you are here."

Tie Shu Tianzun held the iron pot and said proudly, "Dear friends, long time no see. The poor Taoist is just here to persuade the fight, everyone, please don't be nervous."

"You monster, dare to intervene in the affairs of our human race?"

Taoist Budai and Taoist Bidai were furious, but they didn't expect that the duck in their hands would be snatched away by others.

Tianzun Tieshu smiled lightly, "The two fellow Taoists are wrong. They are both immortals. Everyone has lost their mortal wombs. How can there be a difference between a demon and a human? The birth of this disaster is a major event in our Taibai Mountain cultivation world. For such an important treasure, everyone should find a way to share it equally. Everyone said, isn’t that the case?”

He turned his head and looked at more than ten thousand monks, building up his momentum and pulling allies.

(End of this chapter)