Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Before Zhou Yiqiao could say anything, Wu Ranchen glanced at the clan leader and scolded him coldly.

"Noisy! It's not your turn to talk here, get out of here."

"you!"

When the patriarch saw that he was asking for trouble, he couldn't keep it off his face and suddenly became furious.

But Wu Ranchen's icy eyes glanced at him, and before the anger in his heart could rise, he was so frightened that he took a step back.

Everyone around him was as silent as a cicada, not daring to say a word.

"This is the territory of the Chu Kingdom. These people are all subjects of the Chu Kingdom. As a member of the Netherworld Sect, does it seem inappropriate for the Witch Saint to take care of the affairs of the Chu Kingdom?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Wu Ranchen with a look of concentration on his face and said.

The corners of Wu Ranchen's mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling.

"The intention of this saint has been made very clear. The things belonging to the Gao family should belong to these meritorious ministers."

Zhou Yiqiao sneered when he heard this.

"Haha, Witch Saint, no matter how I deal with it, this is our Chu country's business, and it's not your turn to point fingers."

After saying that, his figure disappeared from the spot, and in an instant, he was approaching Wu Ranchen.

These days, he had long wanted to have a formal competition with Wu Ranchen to test the opponent's strength. Naturally, he would not spare any effort when he started now.

"court death!"

Feeling the fierce wind blowing in front of him, Wu Ranchen's pretty face changed, and he swung out his right palm, colliding with Zhou Yiqiao.

boom!

Amidst the violent explosions, the powerful pressure caused the monks to retreat one after another to prevent themselves from being involved in this terrifying battle.

The diffuse smoke dispersed, and Zhou Yiqiao and Wu Ranchen retreated a few steps at the same time, evenly matched.

Zhou Yiqiao narrowed his eyes, flicked his wrist, and the fixed purple bamboo sword appeared out of thin air, swirled in his hand, and shot towards Wu Ranchen.

The fixed purple bamboo sword rolled up a burst of cold sword energy, carrying an astonishing sharp roar, tearing the air, and piercing Wu Ranchen's chest.

When Wu Ranchen saw this, his beautiful eyes shrank suddenly, and he did not dare to neglect. A thick black mist filled the air under the red clothes, and in an instant, he was enveloped in it, and he disappeared.

Zhou Yiqiao had seen this move before. The attack of the Fixed Purple Bamboo Sword only stalled for a moment, and then pierced into the black mist with lightning speed.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded continuously, like firecrackers exploding, continuously.

As the black mist surged, a bloody blade suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the blood blade drew a perfect arc and fell lightly towards Zhou Yiqiao's neck.

The speed of the bloody blade was so fast that even though Zhou Yiqiao had already noticed it, he still couldn't avoid its edge!

At the critical moment, thunder and lightning flashed all over Zhou Yiqiao, just like thunder coming to the world.

Countless electric arcs appeared and disappeared on his body, and a fine grid appeared out of thin air, blocking the bloody blade.

"Ding!"

The bloody blade struck the thunder net, stirring up a dazzling electric spark, and bursting out a string of dazzling sparks.

Then, a very fine trace of blood appeared on Zhou Yiqiao's neck. Although it was only a shallow scar, it was dangerous enough.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that Wu Ranchen had long wanted to compete with him. At this moment, he smiled instead of angry, and the power absorbed by Yu Leiyi gathered in his right palm.

With a punch, violent thunder elemental essence was poured into it, and with an aura that destroyed everything, it passed over Wu Ranchen's bloody blade and struck directly at her.

At the same time, with a move of his left hand, Zhen Haizhu hovered in mid-air.

Waves of azure radiance emerged from Zhenhai Pearl, arriving first, and combined with Zhou Yiqiao's invisible corrosive magical power, it instantly weakened Wu Ranchen by 40% of his strength.

Wu Ranchen clearly felt the spiritual power in his body passing out of thin air. His eyebrows condensed, his thoughts changed, his lips opened slightly, and he spit out a blood jade.

She reached out and flicked it, and the blood jade suddenly bloomed with thick black light.

The next moment, a layer of pitch-black armor covered Wu Ranchen's body. When the destructive thunder spiritual power touched the pitch-black armor, it could no longer move forward and dissipated invisible in a few breaths.

Then, with a touch of her bare hands, a bright yellow talisman appeared in her hand.

Without moving Wu Ranchen's red lips, she chanted a mantra, and the bright yellow talisman burned out instantly and was inhaled into her nose.

In an instant, Zhou Yiqiao felt that the corrosive magical power encountered an even more terrifying obstacle, as if there was something hard standing in front of him, blocking the power of the magical power.

He frowned, and before he had time to think carefully, he pressed the magic formula with his hand, and the blood-red aura that the family heads had seen rose into the sky.

The sea of ​​blood filled the sky and covered the sky. Even the teachers and students practicing in the academy could feel the smell of blood in the air.

The fixed purple bamboo sword hung in the void, turning into a huge red sword several feet tall, slashing down with a majestic pressure that shocked the heavens.

"Oh!"

Wu Ranchen's body flew out in an instant and landed heavily on the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he lay there in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing this, the whole place was in an uproar!

No one expected that Wu Ranchen, as a saint of the Netherworld Sect and with the support of the entire Netherworld Sect, would lose to an elder of the Phoenix Pavilion!

But even though the opponent had been defeated, Zhou Yiqiao's eyes were still fixed on that delicate body, not daring to relax at all.

Wu Ranchen covered her abdomen and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. She looked at Zhou Yiqiao, her eyes turning from black to red.

Several red branches and vines suddenly grew up around Zhou Yiqiao out of thin air, binding him tightly like vines.

Nether Vine!

Every Netherworld Sect monk will cultivate a companion monster, even if Wu Ranchen is a Netherworld Sect saint, he is no exception!

This is what Zhou Yiqiao is worried about!

He almost suffered this secret loss when he fought with Nan Ningxue. If the other party's strength was not low, and Nether Vine was also weak, it was still unclear who would win that day.

Compared to Nan Ningxue, Wu Ranchen's Nether Vine was more difficult to deal with. It seemed to have the ability to swallow up pure spiritual power.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao was infected, the spiritual power in his body seemed to be taken away and disappeared quickly in his body.

What followed was Wu Ranchen, who was more than ten feet away, recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Dean Zhou, I have similar methods."

Within three breaths, Wu Ranchen regained her mobility. She walked up to Zhou Yiqiao with lotus steps, leaned over and spoke into his ear.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that what Wu Ranchen was talking about was naturally his corrosive magical power.

He looked into Wu Ranchen's red eyes. There was no wave in them. They were so calm and scary that it was like looking at a dead person.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that the two of them were already on fire.

If he cannot ascend to Wu Ranchen and repel him, not only will their plan fail, but he himself will also die.

"Whoo~"

Zhou Yiqiao exhaled a breath of turbid air and tried his best to perform the Seven Killing Techniques of Breaking the Cocoon. The skin all over his body showed a strange scarlet color and was filled with fierce and vicious aura.

An exquisite talisman with white background and blue lines appeared in his hand, scarlet spiritual power was poured into it, and thunder from the nine heavens sounded from it!