Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3178
Under the expectant eyes of the disciples in the Palace of Eight Immortals, a stream of sword energy roared out of the gossip like a fountain.

With a beep, the sword energy soared to the sky.

The aura of this world fluctuated instantly.

A dazzling golden sword light shot out from the ground into the air, straight into the sky, and it took a long time for it to completely dissipate.

The main hall shook violently, and with a puff, the roof was knocked over by the sword energy.

Everyone backed away in shock, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

You know, this hall is made of a combination of wood aura, earth aura, and water aura.

It looks like a hall, but it is actually a place of law.

This kind of law of Xuanxian's cultivation base was easily destroyed by a breath of Bagua furnace.

Xiaowu boy cried out that it was not good, and hurriedly tried to close the stove lid.

Unexpectedly, a blue light suddenly emerged from inside, wrapping a woman in the air and stepping out.

She stared at Xiao Wu with a smile on her lips.

He lifted up a blood-red long sword in his hand, and with a sudden draw, he completely drew the innate fire under the stove into it.

A group of boys shouted anxiously, "Xiantian is really hot!"

"How dare you steal the innate true fire of the patriarch?"

"What a thief, this furnace didn't refine you!"

"..."

Song Yuchan stared at them and sneered mockingly, "You unscrupulous people want to refine others into pills indiscriminately. I killed you today to do justice for the heavens."

The long sword in her hand trembled, and with a buzzing sound, sword qi burst out from the long sword in her hand with innate fire.

Hundreds of sword qi roared and flew away, completely covering these disciples from all directions.

All the disciples shouted in shock, "Go!"

They held all kinds of magic weapons and blocked the sword energy a little.

Just listen to puff, puff, puff, a muffled sound.

As the sword energy passed by, the flames evaporated.

These disciples had no power to resist, and were immediately wiped out by the sword energy, turning into pieces of energy and scattered.

The chaotic green lotus on Song Yuchan's body stretched out green branches, gathering all these energy fragments inside and swallowing them.

There are hundreds of disciples, all of whom are above the cultivation level of real immortals.

It's a pity that in front of this innate fire, he couldn't make a move and turned into ashes.

Thousands of years of cultivation, all in one move.

The field fell silent in an instant, and only Xiao Wutong was left lying on the ground in fright, hugging his head and urinating again.

Song Yuchan put away the dragon-binding rope wrapped around his body, stared at it for a while and said speechlessly, "You peed twice on my imposing dragon-binding rope, you are really disgusting."

Little Wu boy knocked his head on the ground, and he just begged for mercy, "Great Immortal, please forgive me, I know I was wrong. There are thousands of mistakes, and it's all the villain's fault. Please, Great Immortal, please spare my life!"

Song Yuchan sighed, "At first I wanted to roast you, but now your meat smells like urine, I have no appetite at all."

The little five boy echoed repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the villain's meat is already sour, the Daxian must be disgusting after eating it!"

Song Yuchan looked at the gourd on the shelf and said, "Forget it, who made this girl kind-hearted. I can spare your life, but you have to hand over the gourd containing the innate fire to this girl."

"what?"

Little Wu boy rolled his eyes, he didn't expect Song Yuchan to know this.

He pretended to be confused and said, "The villain doesn't know what the Great Immortal is talking about?"

"do not know?"

Song Yuchan's voice suddenly turned cold, and the long sword in her hand was placed on his neck and said, "Do you want to try my Heaven Punishing Sword?"

This sword was named by Song Yuchan. The heart of this god-man has always been dissatisfied with the way of heaven, and the murderous aura in his stomach cannot be released.

Song Yuchan named him "Zhu Tian", which fits its sword intent.

The long sword was sharp, and it was still an inch away from Xiao Wu Tong's neck. Xiao Wu Tong's skin had already opened, and scarlet blood came out from inside.

He was so scared that he cried out, "Master, Xiao Wu is sorry for you!"

With a lift of his finger, he took out a black iron gourd from the ring and handed it to Song Yuchan.

The Taishang Sage gave the Eight Immortals a total of eight innate fire essences, all of which fell into the gourd.

One piece was used in the stove earlier, and another piece was used just now.

There are still six yuan in this gourd.

Song Yuchan took it, opened the lid and felt it, quickly put the Zhutian Sword inside, and then closed the lid.

This innate fire essence is really domineering.

She only glanced at it, as if her soul was about to be refined.

Song Yuchan put away the gourds, and took away all the gourds on the surrounding shelves.

She originally wanted to take away the Xiantian Eight Diagrams Furnace, but it was a saint's property.

Putting it here is like taking root on the ground, no matter how hard Song Yuchan tries, she won't move.

"Forget it, if I take this thing away, the Supreme Saint will have to skin me and cramp."

Song Yuchan muttered, knocked on Xiao Wu's forehead and said, "Listen well, this girl is Qinglian boy under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and this time she came here to do justice for the heavens for the sake of Shen'ao. You Eight Immortals Palace You do things too badly, you don’t have a single bit of benevolence and morality, don’t blame us in the west for being troubled. When your elder comes back, if they have any opinions, let them just come to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea to find me.”

Xiao Wu was lying on the ground trembling, how dare he say no.

After Song Yuchan left, it took Xiao Wu a long time to get up, and shouted desperately at the empty room, "Master, why haven't you come back, these monks are too bullying."

In the Palace of Eight Immortals, Song Yuchan looted all the pills.

Especially Xiantian Zhenhuo, all of which were taken by Song Yuchan.

She went back to Taibai Jinxing's mansion, and Yan Qing, Wu Song and others who had been waiting here hurriedly greeted her, stared at her and asked anxiously, "Junior Sister, are you alright?"

Song Yuchan shook her head with a smile. She was the one who sent Tudou a message to signal Yan Qing and the others not to act rashly.

After Pang Qiuxia took her elder brother and Jiaotu back, they hid together in Taibai Jinxing's mansion, and did not see Song Yuchan until today.

Song Yuchan looked around with them and said, "Why isn't Old Immortal Taibai here?"

Yan Qing said, "The old immortal has gone wandering, and we are the only ones in his mansion."

"He hides pretty fast."

Song Yuchan muttered, took out a gourd from the ring, and ordered Pang Qiuxia, "Bring your brother quickly, and I will return his soul."

Pang Qiuxia nodded excitedly, and brought her silly brother out of the house.

Song Yuchan chanted the incantation and opened the lid of the gourd.

A mysterious light came out from inside, and with a whoosh, it got in through Shachun's nose.

The man shivered as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes immediately regained some brilliance, he was stunned for a moment with Song Yuchan, and then he looked at his sister in a daze and asked, "You, who are you?"

Pang Qiuxia grabbed his arm and said excitedly, "Brother, I'm Qiuxia, don't you know me?"

"Qiuxia? Are you Qiuxia?"

The young man frowned, immediately grabbed Pang Qiuxia's wrist and shouted excitedly, "Sister, is it really you?"

When he left, Pang Qiuxia was still a half-grown girl.

Now that they have grown into big girls, they are naturally a bit unfamiliar.

When the two siblings reunited again, they felt as if they had passed away. They held hands for a while, and they all cried out with red eyes from excitement.

(End of this chapter)