Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 870 Eight-Headed Snake Staff
After fighting like this for more than ten moves, She Qingqing used the Eight-headed Snake Staff to release eight snake heads, and tightly entangled the Water-Dumping Staff, unable to move.

Seeing that She Qingqing held the stick, she gave Wang Jiarui a smug smile, stretched out the thunder flag in her hand, and summoned another divine thunder.

But Wang Jiarui was also able to handle it with ease, picked up the manna branch, and waved it to the sky.

A purple lightning flash struck in the blue light. Although it also roared, it couldn't hurt Wang Jiarui in the slightest.

On the other side, Wang Jiarui closed her eyes and focused on the sea-falling stick, and with a bang, an orange-red flame burst out from the tip of the sea-falling stick.

Whoops!

The flames spread rapidly, scorching the snake heads on the eight-headed snake stick black, and falling off one after another, a scent of burning snake meat floated in the air.

"you!"

She Qingqing was furious, and stabbed Wang Jiarui with the eight-headed snake staff.

Wang Jiarui stomped her feet, and a blue light shot at the vitality bottle between her eyebrows, and the white light of the vitality bottle became more intense.

Zi la la!
However, the snake staff seemed to be corrosive, and the white light of the vitality bottle was easily broken!
"what?"

White smoke came out of the white light, Wang Jiarui didn't react, ate a stick, and was stabbed into the stomach by the sharp snake head.

"Uh……"

Wang Jiarui groaned, took a step back, picked up the nectar branch, and brushed it on her belly, but the blood continued to flow and could not heal.

"Ok?"

Wang Jiarui was puzzled and checked herself, and found that she was poisoned, and her physical strength was exhausted quickly. She only felt dizzy, and her limbs were weak. When her eyes went dark, she fell to the ground!
Seeing this, Wang Maosong made the Songyang Lantern float above his head, and walked out with a blast gun in his hand, pointing the tip of the gun at She Qingqing.

Wang Xuesong sent Jiangshan Baicaotu to arrest Wang Jiarui with the remaining Dao power, and found that she was poisoned, so he made Jiangshan Baicaotu emit a green light to detoxify her. , can't fight anymore.

She Qingqing looked at Wang Maosong, her face became a little ugly.

She saw the true nature of Wang Maosong. It was a straight and strong pine tree with hundreds of years of cultivation. According to the realm of human cultivation, it is the realm of earth immortals. According to the cultivation realm of mountain spirits and tree monsters, it is hundreds of years old. The dryad's dao power is already above that of a yin fairy like She Qingqing.

She Qingqing looked at Wang Maosong, and was not in a hurry, so she tried the eight-color flag first, and then another ray of light covered it.

Wang Maosong was not in a hurry, and walked towards She Qingqing slowly, and looked up at the Songyang lantern above his head.

The Songyang lamp was lit, and an orange light hung down.

The divine light on the eight-color streamer touched the red flame, and immediately burned white smoke, and there was a smell of burning chicken feathers in the air.

She Qingqing's face turned cold, and she withdrew the eight-color banner.

Wang Maosong smiled at She Qingqing, he already knew the magic of the eight-color banner.

What came out from the streamer was not a multicolored light, but a glowing poisonous gas. She Qingqing was a yin fairy made of snakes. She cultivated a stream of poisonous gas and burned all the poisons with fire. Naturally, the eight-color banner couldn't do anything to Wang Maosong.

Wang Maosong took out the Benlei flag, pointed at She Qingqing, and a divine thunder descended.

She Qingqing looked at it and smiled in amazement: You also play thunder?

Naturally, She Qingqing was not to be outdone, so Lei Yunqi also had a divine thunder, and two lightning bolts struck together.

Rumbling, like a cannonball, a series of explosions erupted between the two of them, and there was a burning smell in the air.

She Qingqing tilted her head provocatively and smiled at Wang Maosong.

Who knows, Wang Maosong has another trick?
When the thunder fell, Wang Maosong put away the Thunder-Bending Flag, and charged towards She Qingqing with the Gale Gun at incredible speed!
She Qingqing was still proud of Wang Maosong's Lei, who couldn't help herself, with a smile on her face, before she could react, the blast gun had already pierced her stomach.

"Uh……"

Yu Qingqing looked down at the gun on her stomach, then looked up at Wang Maosong's face, her face was in disbelief, her wound didn't bleed, but her whole body turned into a ray of light, disappeared out of thin air, and then returned to normal However, the empress reappeared out of thin air, but the light on her body seemed to be much dimmer.

Empress Chang Ran also said calmly: "What a fast gun."

However, she changed her mind again: "But, now that I'm prepared, how can you fight?"

Wang Maosong didn't care, Wang Hongda was on the mountain, and their task was to defeat as many as they could, and leave the rest to the teacher.

Empress Chang Ran came out, dressed in a pink Hanfu skirt, full of jewels and wreaths, with an overpowering aura, and the appearance of a celestial being, with five colors and five auras appearing and disappearing on her body, as if real or illusory.

Wang Maosong clenched the blast gun tightly in his hand, his breathing was short of breath, and his heart was beating wildly.

He could see clearly that Empress Chang Ran's merits and virtues were dazzling. Except for Wang Hongda, no one in Linhai could be her opponent. I don't know how many years she has been enjoying the incense of the world as a Yin fairy. Anyway, if it is about age, this Empress Chang Ran, She is far older than Wang Maosong, Wang Maosong may call her grandma.

Empress Chang Ran raised her hand, and a pair of scissors appeared out of nowhere on her palm.

The scissors shone with silver light, as if two snakes twisted back and forth, cutting towards Wang Maosong.

Seeing this, Wang Maosong quickly blocked it with a blast gun.

Click!
The blast gun was cut off at the waist!

"what?"

Wang Maosong stared blankly at the blast gun in two pieces in his hand.

Chang Ran didn't kill her either, she raised her sleeves, and the sun-cutting scissors were lifted up, and cut off Wang Maosong's head.

Wang Maosong was in shock, dumbfounded, and if he didn't pay attention, the Songyang lantern above his head was also cut into two pieces by Zhanri scissors!

"what?"

When Wang Maosong reacted, the Songyang lamp had fallen to the ground, and the wick was all extinguished.

Madam Chang Ran smiled and shook her hands, and the scissors flew towards Wang Maosong's neck, hovering at the position of a fingernail in front of his neck.

"Pack up your things and leave. I'll leave you alive. From now on, this eastward mountain will be my mother Changran's dojo!"

As soon as the words fell, a green light rose into the sky in the lobby on the top of the mountain!
A ray of blue light went straight to the top of the sky, with no end in sight.

"what?"

Chang Ran is a yin fairy, who can look at Qi, raised her eyes to see the blue light, and was shocked: who is this, who has such a state?

While she was in a daze, a blue light rose from the lobby, floated in the air, and then shot towards her, swiftly and aggressively.

When Chang Ran saw this, she hurriedly sacrificed the sun-cutting scissors, and met the blue light.

Click!
The sun-cutting scissors cut the blue light into two sections, and it fell on the ground. It was a stick of longevity.

"Ha, that's all!"

Chang Ran didn't expect that she would destroy this menacing treasure so easily.

On the contrary, it was not the first time for Wang Xuesong and others to see the Longevity Staff being cut into two sections, it was already commonplace.

The light in the lobby moved towards the front of the mountain, came to the gate of the mountain, walked up and down the steps, and greeted several people.

Chang Ran, the three of them, Wang Xuesong and the others all looked up to the top of the mountain.

In a ray of blue light, a Taoist walked slowly towards the mountainside, dressed in a Taoist robe, with a high bun, young and handsome, dignified, immortal, without joy or sorrow, really the posture of a heavenly man!
(End of this chapter)