Xiuxian exchange system

When Lai Wuhen escaped to the gate of Lingxiao Temple, the monks guarding the gate were trembling non-stop.

"What are you panicking, even if I am defeated, you are just changing to another hall master." Lai Wuhen said lightly, then opened the restriction on the gate and escaped.

There are three cultivators in the stage of transforming gods in their scarves. I would like to see what skills you have.

While thinking this way, Lai Wuhen fled outside the gate, and his consciousness scattered in all directions.

Except for the eight Nascent Soul stage monks in the former Lingxiao Temple, he knew them all, and there was also a young man in white and a woman in a red skirt, who were very familiar with each other.

But behind them, there was actually a familiar figure, Wen Yudie.

At this time, Wen Yudie was hanging in the air, with a pair of empty eyes without any vitality, like a walking dead.

If Lai Wuhen hadn't sensed that the Nascent Soul in her body was still intact, he would have lost his temper on the spot.

Looking across the crowd coldly, Meng Jiashu's cultivation has indeed advanced to the stage of transforming gods.

However, looking at the expressions of these people, it turned out to be a young man in white and a woman in red skirt as the leaders, which is a bit strange.

Concentrating on telling all the wives what he saw in a scarf, Lai Wuhen clasped his fists at Meng Jiashu: "Friend Meng, I ask myself that I have never done anything wrong to you, so why did you do this to my wife? "

"Hehe, little friend Lai, it's fine if you don't call me senior, since when has this matter in the world of cultivating immortals been discussed right or wrong?" Meng Jiashu grinned.

If it wasn't for the young man surnamed Han who had confessed earlier, he wouldn't have talked nonsense with Lai Wuhen at all.

Lai Wuhen also understood, and knew that he was not the real master of this wave of people, so he glanced at the young man in white and the woman in red skirt: "You two have very strange faces, I don't know how to call them?"

"The last name is Han."

"The last name is Chen."

The tone of the two was light.

"Han Daoyou, Chen Daoyou, I don't know what price I have to pay for letting go of my wife." Lai Wuhen clasped his fists at the two of them.

In a scarf, they have already started discussing countermeasures with Yue Tianen and Shan Yiyi.

With their current means, it is difficult to guarantee Wen Yudie is saved before the opponent makes a move, which is a bit troublesome.

"It's easy to say, if I knew that Fellow Daoist Lai was so reasonable, we wouldn't waste so much time. We only need a tenth-rank green dragon to live." The young man surnamed Han said flatly.

"Okay." Lai Wuhen said, and as soon as he raised his hand, a tenth-level green dragon was released.

When the young man surnamed Han and the woman surnamed Chen saw Qinglong appearing, their eyes lit up.

Qinglong's huge eyes looked around and sensed that Lai Wuhen, the young man surnamed Han, the woman surnamed Chen, and Meng Jiashu's aura were not something it could deal with, and they didn't even look like one of the four spirits.

The breath on his body was completely restrained, and he looked at a loss.

"Hey, come here." Said the young man surnamed Han, and waved to Qinglong.

Sensing the danger of the young man surnamed Han, Qinglong instinctively resisted, turned his head and said to Lai Wuhen: "This fellow Taoist, you summoned me, and you are responsible for my safety."

Lai Wuhen has never seen one of the four spirits who is so cowardly, with a look of contempt: "Go away."

With Qinglong's spiritual wisdom, how could he not be clear about the current situation? Although he didn't know why Lai Wuhen was able to summon it, but judging by the appearance of these people, he was definitely trading it for something.

Out of its instinct to pursue freedom, how could it be reconciled? Immediately, the light flashed on its body, and it fled towards the distance.

The young man surnamed Han and the woman surnamed Chen flashed light, and they chased after Qinglong.

Seeing the two of them leaving with Qinglong, Meng Jiashu looked at Lai Wuhen coldly, and as soon as he raised his hand, a huge hand shadow appeared out of thin air and grabbed Lai Wuhen.

Lai Wuhen's eyes turned cold, and three rays of light flashed on his body, Yue Tianen, Shan Yiyi, and Bing Siying emerged at the same time.

Yue Tianen and Bing Siying, one released the Red Flame Trident, and the other released a snow-white round stone, and they collided with the huge hand shadow.

Shan Yiyi circled in the direction, and the snow shadow blade turned into a transparent blade shadow all over the sky, attacking the Nascent Soul Stage monk behind Meng Jiashu.

Lai Wuhen's four spirit supernatural powers were displayed, and he chased in the direction where Qinglong disappeared.

"Three cultivators at the Transformation Stage?" Meng Jiashu was horrified.

Although he overestimated Lai Wuhen's strength, he never expected that there would be three cultivators at the transformation stage by his side, and one of them was acquainted himself, and the Yunhai Sect was more gracious.

Unexpectedly, she also succeeded in advancing, and the other two were members of the Yaozu, but he had never heard of any of them.

Where the hell is this Lai Wuhen?
Originally, I thought that I would be invincible in the Eastern Inkstone Region after advancing to the stage of transforming gods.

Now it really confirms the old saying that there are people outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Yue Tianen and Bing Siying didn't care about what Meng Jiashu was thinking, they tried their best, but after a few encounters, Meng Jiashu was only able to parry but had no power to fight back.

On the other side, as soon as Shan Yiyi made a move, the seven Nascent Soul cultivators didn't realize what was going on at all, they were turned into ice sculptures and fell down.

Wen Yudie was also pulled by Shan Yiyi and chased towards Lai Wuhen.

The monks in the Lingxiao Temple watched the battle outside through the array, and the shock in their hearts could not be added.

Originally, when Meng Jiashu advanced to the stage of becoming a god, they thought that the Lingxiao Temple would change hands again.

These years, Lai Wuhen only received [-]% of the tribute, which was of great help to their cultivation. From their own standpoint, they certainly didn't want to be controlled by people like Meng Jiashu again.

However, no matter how strong the Nascent Soul stage monks are, how can they possibly compete with the Transformation God stage monks.

They had already prepared the idea of ​​begging for mercy from Meng Jiashu and others after Lai Wuhen died.

It never occurred to him that beside Lai Wuhen, there were actually three cultivators at the transformation stage.

As soon as he handed over, Meng Jiashu was suppressed, and seven Yuanying stage monks died. Is this still the rumored Lai Wuhen?

Their hall master is simply an existence against the sky.

Thinking of the benefits in the future, the monks in Lingxiao Temple couldn't help but reveled.

Meng Hui didn't know exactly what happened outside, she just felt something was wrong, so she teleported to Hengyuan Island through the teleportation array of the Palace Master's Mansion, and knocked on the door of Qianyao's secret room.

When Qianyao heard that something important had happened in Lingxiao Palace, she went to Yihai City to bring Xuegu Lan with her without any hesitation.

When the two of them appeared at the gate of Lingxiaomen, there was no danger.

Yue Tianen and Bing Siying had long chased Meng Jiashu to nowhere.

Lai Wuhen and Shan Yiyi had long since disappeared.

After casually asking a few monks from Lingxiao Temple, Qian Yao and Xue Gulan fled in the direction where Lai Wuhen disappeared.