32 Battle of Zhen Motoko
To be honest, Chu Ci didn't want to face Zhen Yuanzi directly. The gap between Daluo and the gods was like an ordinary person and a celestial immortal. Zhen Yuanzi could just kill him at will.
But as the saying goes, there are only exhausted cows and no walls that do not leak the air.
Some people have to bear what they should do.
Time turned back to the time when Sun Wukong beat the ginseng fruit tree.
‘Finally left.’
Akaliya wrapped her hands around her chest and leaned against the corner of the shadow. The unique hidden skills of the heroes made Sun Wukong unable to detect her existence.
The backyard seemed like a typhoon was coming, with dead branches and leaves everywhere, broken ginseng fruit branches, accidentally got dipped in soil, so there were seven or eight ginseng fruits missing, and the swollen and coma breeze and bright moon on the head. Except for Akaliya, there was no clear-minded existence.
‘Let you look down on others by your power! Let you look down on others! You are in trouble now!’
Akaliya has always been disliked to speak, but it doesn’t mean she is cute. Only Chu Ci, who is telepathically connected to her, knows how rich her inner world is.
The eyes of Akalia's ruby-like clear and transparent eyes are changing in every way, containing very rich emotional changes.
Qingfeng and Mingyue let out a moan. After all, it was a human immortal. Sun Wukong didn't use much force and began to wake up after a coma.
Bang! Bang!
Akaliya's eyes sharpened, she rushed up, rushed to the side of the two children, raised her sword and dropped her hands, and sent them a nightmare with two palms.
"Catherine, can you receive the signal?" Akalia stood in front of the ginseng fruit tree, raised her delicate face and looked into the sky.
"This is the moon tower, and the signal does not require a fixed space step." The intermittent photon communication came from the void. It seems that Wuzhuang Temple has also set up a mountain-storing formation that twists time and space.
If you ask the owner to take action, you only need to turn on the Dawn Modifier to naturally erase this restriction, but for some reason, Akaliya remained silent.
At this time, Zhenhong and Crimson held hands and jumped happily to the backyard.
"Sister Akaliya, you are here. The Lord asked you to go back and said you were ready to leave."
He kept talking deep red. The two little loli looked at the backyard where the typhoon entered the country, the unconscious breeze and bright moon, and the palm knife that Akaliya had not let go.
"Hey? Sister Akaliya, you're this."
Akaliya was about to explain, but Zhenhong suddenly looked envious and admiring, let go of her hands, and gave her two thumbs: "Beautiful job!"
"Uh?!!" Akaliya was caught off guard and took two likes. She felt a little fluttered in her heart, and ignored the truth.
"By the way." Akaliya remembered the close contact between the True Red and Crimson Red and the Moon God Tower, and immediately said seriously: "Can you contact the portal of the Moon God Tower?"
The real red and deep red wrinkled her pink face, closed her eyes and contacted the Moon God Tower, just like two kittens who were trying to show their strength: "It's a bit difficult. It's blocked here with several levels of space, and it can only be opened for three seconds at most, and the portal has restrictions on passing."
"Enough!" Akaliya was resolute and decisive. Without saying a word, she raised her hand and the golden sword drew a dazzling sword light.
With his hands raised his sword, he cut off one-third of the roots of the ginseng fruit tree.
“Move away!”
"Hey?" Zhenhong, deep red, looked confused.
Akaliya said concisely: "Ginseng fruit is something the Lord can use."
With Chu Ci's ability, some people need to plant ginseng fruit trees, and all they need is a sample of ginseng fruit trees, which is much more valuable than a simple ginseng fruit.
"So amazing!" Zhenhong Crimson admired him even more.
After a lot of busy work, I finally opened the portal of the blue before the breeze and bright moon woke up and sent the tree roots in.
...
"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist." Chu Ci felt guilty. He believed that he was not a good person, but at least he was open and honest in his work. Even if others didn't know, he would definitely recognize what he did and would never frame others.
Akaliya joined forces with several girls and did such a thing without him hiding it, which made him seem very passive: "Fellow Daoist, I'm wrong with this, maybe I can help you."
Chu Ci was about to volunteer to manage the trees for Zhen Yuanzi, but Zhen Yuanzi was furious: "Okay, you're really bullying people!"
The dust tail in his hand was swung, and the dust silk kept growing. A small handful of whisk was like a big net covering the sky, facing Chu Ci.
Chu Ci did not dare to be negligent, pressed his five fingers in the void, and the round and full talismans with round and full light were like flowing notes, jumping happily into the void, forming alchemy arrays, overlapping them, turning into a celestial monument, facing the whisk directly.
"Bang!"
The explosion roared, and the mud and dust flew!
The gravel on the ground seemed to be squeezed by some terrifying force, burst into pieces, rolling into small pieces, dancing around, endless dust surging and rolling up, a long red shadow ejected from the smoke and dust, jumping in the protruding smoke and dust, and rushed towards Chu Ci!
The change came too suddenly and was too close to each other. In the flash of lightning, everyone present could not react and could not make any moves. Chu Ci was about to be attacked and suffered severe damage.
He was calm and said something.
"roll!"
In an instant, it seemed as if the great power of heaven and earth was acting on the ice and red dust silk. The whole whisk seemed to be burning, and the dust silk was rolled upside down, as if it had lost its spirituality. The spiritual power was turbulent, and the offensive collapsed during its breathing, and the whisk flew backwards.
"Huh? The little earth immortal can also touch the power of the heavenly way, no wonder it can break my dust tail." Zhen Yuanzi became serious, and the demeanor of the ancestor of the earth immortal was fully visible, and it was as majestic as a billion miles of mountains, with a solemn momentum. The aura of half a step Daluo enveloped everyone, and even the bold monkey did not dare to move a little.
"Bah, I'm just a weapon. You didn't do your best, but you dare to rely on me. I won't take the blame!" After taking off the appearance of the divine object, the ice-red dust tail turned around and changed. The smoke dissipated, revealing a delicate and charming girl with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and she loudly refuted Zhen Yuanzi with her waist.
"Ahem, where are there any outsiders?" Zhen Yuanzi couldn't hold back his face, and touched his beard twice, whispering Hongniang to keep a low profile.
"What are outsiders? They are just unsavvy landlords at first glance. I'm afraid they don't even recognize the transformation of immortal weapons!" The Chenweihong Lady's sharp chin was flying up, but she didn't feel arrogant at all. Instead, she seemed proud and unique in character.
But Chu Ci disagreed with her words and sneered repeatedly: "Hongyu, come out to teach this sister the principles of being a human being."
The lotus steps lightly, and a pair of slender and round beauty like white jade. The legs appear faintly in a fiery red skirt, accompanied by a fascinating fragrance, the fiery red skirt makes the red jade look elegant and upright, noble and proud.
Her face is like lotus, her eyes are like water, her lips are like red, her face is light blushing, and her eyes are flowing, as if she is like a beautiful young woman hiding in the boudoir.
The smooth and crystal-clear forehead is painted with flying red patterns, which really has the effect of finishing touch, making the already gorgeous face sublime into a fairy who is as beautiful as a fairy on earth.
The posture is enchanting, but it also contains a sense of perseverance and uprightness that belongs to the cultivator. The sitting posture is elegant, and it seems that it always maintains the noble and proud image. Its beautiful eyebrows are light and the charm is also filled with a sharp sword energy.
The various styles that were mixed together instantly defeated the same red lady.
Zhen Yuanzi was not too surprised. After all, in the Heavenly Court, there were many immortal weapons transformed into shapes. Li Jing’s Linglong Pagoda, Yang Jian’s three-pointed two-edged halberd, and even the bottle of Taishang Laojun’s elixir can transform into shapes.
However, the charm of red jade that has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow after thousands of years is extremely rare.
Without saying a word, Hongyu's fingers were filled with a sword energy, which forced Hongniang out of the battle circle of two big men. Her slightly narrowed Danfeng eyes seemed drunk but not drunk, and a stunning smile was found on the corner of her lips: "This sister is so cute, and she can't help but want to be intimate with you."
When the Hong Maid came out to make a fuss, Zhen Yuanzi was calmer and prepared to have a good talk, but Chu Ci could find such a powerful opponent, so how could he easily let go of his deep eyes and a clear and indifferent expression: "Let's go ahead!"
Then take the initiative to attack, the primary creation technique strengthens one's own defense, the primary law technique strengthens the attack, using the light of creation as a shield, and the darkness of the end of destruction as a spear, the five fingers flashed with black and white light, wrapping around like a dragon, turning into a sharp and terrifying spear that seemed to penetrate the Qingming.
Chu Ci raised his wrist and his body trembled.
Akaliya, the only two present who could catch up with his whereabouts, quickly turned her head and turned her eyes to Zhen Yuanzi.
Another Zhen Yuanzi, who could see clearly, turned around early, pinched his bare hands, rolled his long sleeve robe into a sleeve gun, and pointed it casually.
A terrifying gust of wind roared down, and the extremely violent spear attack fell from the sky, with its power and domineering power, like a roar of thunder and a volcano erupting!
Behind the spear, Chu Ci's eyes were like lightning, and his mouth bloomed again: "Give me your reservation!"
Zhen Yuanzi casually expressed a little serious. Even the power of the Heavenly Dao was unable to resist. The only thing he could do was to try to avoid it. However, it really came to him, and it was like carrying a load of more than ten pounds. Although it was a little bit small, the gap was the difference!
Even if the earth immortal can mobilize the power of the heavenly way, it cannot affect the half-step Daluo. Just like an ant cannot shake a giant elephant!
This is the case with the winding, and the angle of the sleeve lifting is slightly offset by an inch.
Without the real needle point facing Mai Mang, Chu Ci avoided the strongest point of Zhen Yuanzi's sharpness, and the spear was on the edge of the sleeve gun. Immediately, a powerful force swept over.
The spear is broken, the person is flying, and the blood is splattered!
Chu Ci fell heavily to the ground, and raised his head the next second, shocking everyone.
Although he was covered in dust, his bloody lips burst into a smug smile, and his white teeth stained red and white, but they could not hide his bright sunshine.
On the contrary, Zhen Yuanzi looked like a stool-like expression, lowered her head and looked at her sleeves.
An ugly hole was drawn out from it!
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ps: Since this book was published, there have been many criticisms. Some are the problems of the book. This book has invested too much effort and too much emotion. Some are the problems of people. Many plots in the book are written according to my "self-righteousness", which has led many people to think that there are many poisons.
But I ask myself, I am working hard, I am trying to make progress, and I try to contribute better stories.
Since I published the book, the book review area has been back and never calm. Every time I go to the recommendation position, it will attract all kinds of discussions, advertisements, seeking toxic tastes, and after reading a chapter or two, I can't wait to express all kinds of one-sided views.
I understand the former, but I just want to say one thing in the latter part: my book is written for those who are willing to read books. If others are poisonous, they are really what you think is poisonous? If you look at it from the perspective of the leopard, you can really tell the quality of a book? As for some senior blacks in the early stage of the book opening, I will not repeat it, so as not to affect the mood of book friends.
Someone asked me if I have so many books and so few subscriptions, should I open it and increase my subscription?
Here I want to repeat what I said before it was put on the shelves. My book is written for those who are willing to support the authentic version and read it. I don’t want friends who read the authentic version to have to work hard and trouble load it to read the authentic chapters. I don’t bother to pay attention to those who are proud of their pirated versions and comments.
I promised not to be protected from theft.
Something to say, spitting as a nail.
So I also hope that everyone will support me as always. After writing the free part, I suddenly found out that it was the 29th, and today is my birthday.
Chapter completed!