The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 745 Sick disciples don’t blacken (149)

  The cultivators around could not help but fall on the unconscious Yan Hanzhou, and then intentionally or unintentionally looked at the unnamed ancient sword in the young man's hand.

  This is the only ancient spirit treasure left before the destruction of the Tianyuan Secret Realm!

  If it were not for this sword, how could Yan Hanzhou cultivate so fast!

  In the eyes of those monks, there was a sense of coveting that could not be concealed, but they had to find a guise of justice to show their awe-inspiring righteousness.

   "Why! Liuli Immortal Venerable, do you really want to be an enemy of the world?!"

   "Huh, enemies of the world?"

  Su Qinghuan snorted, the beautiful woman in red suddenly stood up, almost coldly looking around the men and women.

   Then, her eyes shifted to Yan Hanzhou, who was pale and seemed to be in pain.

  ——She, this little apprentice, has never done anything frantic. The only person who has thought of stumbling her is only her master, and even after she came, she curbed her own temper.

  No matter what, such a good young man still cherishes his sins. Who made him enter the late Yuan Ying stage at the age of seventeen. Such a talent may not be able to have one in thousands of years, and it is too irritating.

  ……

  These greedy cowards!

  Su Qinghuan’s intention to protect her shortness spread to her limbs and a hundred corpses. She looked proud, and the spirit sword in her hand turned into a white long whip.

  "The deity doesn’t know any spies in the Demon Realm. According to you, could it be that after I was forced to marry the Demon Lord, could it be that Su Qinghuan is also the remnant of the Demon Realm?"

   "Or, do you really want to taste the power of this deity?!"

  The woman's voice is not high or low, but she hides a strong power of transforming gods, shocking the cultivators who were still stupid and eager to stand in place directly!

How can it be!

  This turned out to be the coercion of the cultivator of God!

  Ming Ming Su Qinghuan just... and there is no sign of success in the advancement.

  They thought that it was just that the demon lord Jiuyou, who was so beloved by Su Qinghuan and lost his mind, prevented her from the thousands of thunders, so Su Qinghuan was lucky to survive!

  Otherwise, the elders of the Nascent Souls would not dare to unite from the beginning and want to kill Yan Hanzhou directly and seize the nameless ancient sword in the hands of the young man!

  ……

   "Liu Li Xianzun, you... have you even advanced into a god?"

  An elder of the other faction who had a good relationship with the Qingyun School suddenly stood up, dumbfounded.

  The more you practice to the later stage, the more difficult it is to advance, and it will take one or two months to digest the lingering power of the thunder tribulation, let alone those who can't hold the thunder tribulation, and die on the spot!

  Who could have imagined that this Liuli Immortal Venerable not only looked as usual, but even the spiritual power in his hand and the sudden release of the aura looked so terrifying.

  It’s not much worse than the previously missing Demon Lord Jiuyou!

Regardless of whether the Huashen monk and the Yuanying monk seem to be only one rank difference, the gap between them is thousands of miles. Among the many sects, the Huashen elders are almost extinct, either in order to be able to successfully overcome the catastrophe and ascend without falling. To the point of military solution, frantically retreat and practice.

  The only one who still showed up more on this Canglan Continent was Demon Lord Jiuyou.

  It's a pity...this Jun Jiuyou, how amazing he is so beautiful, but still lost in the word of love.

  ……

   "Why, is it necessary for the deity's power to deceive people?"

  Su Qinghuan's phoenix eyes flashed a hint of pride. She seldom wears red clothes. What's more, she is still such a gorgeous wedding dress with golden thread outlines the gorgeous fire phoenix.

  The scarlet golden fire phoenix reflected the woman's cold face, which was a bit like a fairy and a demon, which made people afraid to approach.

  Even, even one more look, it seems to be some kind of blasphemy against the gods.

  ……

Facing Su Qing’s gazes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, especially her slender jade hand swept over the white whip intentionally or unintentionally. Those monks who had been unkind and coveted the nameless ancient sword in Yan Hanzhou’s hand suddenly became somewhat Stage fright.

"This this……"

  Who would dare to personally face Su Qinghuan, who had just been promoted to the **** of transformation? !

  Although most people should be weak to death just after the Ninth Turn of Heaven's Tribulation.

  But the luck of this Liuli Xianzun is also incredible. Two powerful men have resisted the thunder for her. Otherwise, how could she look like she didn't even suffer a slight injury? !

  ……

   Familiar monks all know the importance of self-protection, and even if they are the largest sect in the decent sect, they dare not easily offend a monk who transforms into gods.

  Even if it can win, it will be a losing end, and the ancestor-level figures in his sect will inevitably be hit hard.

  What's more, Su Qinghuan is still so young, and it seems that his talent is limitless.

  ……

  Only a few unwilling elders of Yuan Ying glanced at each other, trying to press people with respectable slogans.

"Liuli Immortal, your promotion to Transformation God is indeed gratifying, but you, as an apprentice, really shouldn’t stay by your side. If you are not of my race, his heart will be different. This child is more talented than you, so don’t you be afraid of him? Is the Japanese backlashed?"

   "Backlash?"

  Su Qinghuan almost laughed.

  The woman glanced at Liu Haoran, and the disciple in the blue and white robes instantly bowed her head respectfully, and quickly handed Yan Hanzhou into Su Qinghuan's hands.

   And Su Qinghuan also carefully picked up the boy from Liu Haoran.

  The woman in the wedding gown has beautiful eyes, but when she looks at Yan Hanzhou, who has fainted, she looks incredibly gentle.

Both Liu Haoran and Zhong Ling'er, the closest to Su Qinghuan, saw this look very clearly.

  Zhong Ling'er didn't notice anything unusual.

   And the big disciple Liu Haoran, who had a trace of admiration for Master in his heart, felt a sudden pain in his heart.

  I’m afraid, Master, she really likes Junior Brother.

   But also...

If it was him, even if he had the talent and strength of Junior Brother, in the face of such a terrifying Nine-turned Heavenly Tribulation, he would be able to cast aside his cultivation base so resolutely and resolutely stand in front of the master. NS?

  This question is destined to have no answer.

  An answer that is not decisive enough means that he is not even qualified to stand next to the master.

  ……

   "Everyone, this seat has no intention of arguing with you about who is right and who is wrong with my little apprentice. If my disciple does anything utterly conscience in the future, without you, this seat will be the first to kill him!"

  The words of a woman in a red wedding gown made loud noises.

  And some unwilling righteous elders are clamoring.

  "Why should we trust you?!"

   "Just rely on this deity's self-cultivation! Whoever refuses to accept it, you can fight!"

  The woman dropped these words, suddenly picked up the young man, and left with her sword!

  (End of this chapter)