National People, Don't Panic, I Will Imitate A Golden Talent

Chapter 239

At the same time that Du Yichong appeared, a flute sounded in Nanshan Street, and Lin Guyou came from the sky.

Lin Guyou doesn't play the flute to make the atmosphere.

It's that her flute sound can resist some for her, the coercion of these Yuanying powerhouses, otherwise it will be difficult for her to rise into the air.

Du Yichong flew out in the blood light reflecting half the sky.

In a very short period of time, he flew from the Mountain Gate of the Blood Spirit Sect to Nanshan Street, and this Blood Escape Dafa consumed a lot of his true yuan, and even used the yuan power in the Yuan Infant.

Qin Wen looked at Lin Guyou.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Guyou's eyes flickered and he said.

"Recently, I happened to collect some materials needed by the sect on Nanshan Street.

Lin Guyou wouldn't tell Qin Wen, she had been looking at the Dan Pavilion from afar in the Wangjiang Tower for half a month, wondering whether the purse in her hand should be given away.

After seeing Qin Wen in trouble, Lin Guyou immediately used the secret treasure to contact Du Yichong and asked him to come and save people quickly.

Du Yichong protected Qin Wen behind him, put his hands behind his back, and carried the coercion of the Nine Sect Masters alone.

"Qin Tianshi, you have saved the life of the old man, although the old man is a so-called person in the Demon Dao, he also understands the truth of Entu retribution!

You can leave, I will resist them for a while!" Du

Yi Chongren is as his name suggests, and the word of righteousness is the first!

He did not hesitate to spend his Yuan Force to come to help, it was difficult to connect him with the head of the Blood Spirit Sect who had killed countless people.

It can only be said that people are complicated.

However, Qin Wen would not leave.

The more viewers who come today, the better.

In this way, in the past few years since he left the Southern Wilderness, Sange and his own industry will be safer.

Ge Chengyang, the head of the Lieyang Sect, scolded.

"Du Yichong, if you don't have anything to do today, don't kill yourself!" Du Yichong

laughed.

"Kill yourself, even if the old man only uses five successful forces, the nine of you can't kill me!"

Du Yichong is not bragging.

The Demon Dao Technique is quick to achieve quick success, and the killing is decisive at any cost.

Therefore, the supernatural power aspect is indeed more powerful than the righteous path exercises.

In addition, although the ten people present were all in the Yuan Infant Realm, Du Yichong was already at the eighth level of the Yuan Infant Realm, which was higher than the sect masters of the Nine Great Sects!

Starting from the Jindan Realm, the gap in the combat power of each layer of the small realm was extremely large, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Therefore, Du Yichong has the confidence to face the head of the Nine Sects.

Qin Wen unfolded his sword momentum, walked out of Du Yichong's protection, and was still calm in the face of the coercion of the head of the Nine Sects.

This surprised Du Yichong.

"I appreciate Sect Master Du's kindness, but today, I have a helper to break the game.

Du Yichong was curious.

"Oh, the one who can break this game, could it be the Ancestor of the Transformation God Realm?"

the Nine Sect Sect Master's face changed slightly.

If there was a powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm to protect Qin Wen, then the matter would be really difficult.

But think about it.

Impossible.

There is no Transformation Realm in the Scattered Cultivation.

The most promising breakthrough to the god of loose cultivation is Penglai Zhenren.

But I heard that he has encountered some difficulties in the past few years, and there is no way to collect the complete Five Elements Spirit Root.

Among the Supreme Elders of the Two Realms of Righteousness and Demons, there is the Transformation God Realm.

But how could they

help Qin Wen, even if Qin Wen seemed to have a good relationship with the Blood Spirit Sect, but looking at Du Yichong's appearance, he obviously didn't know that the Ancestor of the Divine Realm would help Qin Wen.

Qin Wen shook his head.

"No, it's not just the Transformation Realm.

Du Yichong was surprised.

"How is this possible?"

This side of the world can only cultivate to the Transformation God Realm.

Once the realm transcends the realm of the gods, it will attract the Thunder Tribulation Ascension.

This is something that the monks are well known for.

Qin Wen said this, which made the Nine Sect Sect Masters on the opposite side couldn't help but sneer.

"This kid is already stunned. "

Did he think that the immortals would come to help him?"

"I didn't expect that the person who let the Nine Sect Masters deal with him together was a madman who talked nonsense. "

Qin asked, stop bragging! We'll give you one last chance to hand over all the forbidden land materials!" The

Nine Sect Masters urged the magic weapon at the same time.

One after another, the treasure light skyrocketed, and the terrifying magic weapon power spread.

The monks on Nanshan Street trembled.

This is a strong man.

With just one blow, the entire Nanshan Street could be wiped out.

Now everyone feels that their little life is no longer in their hands.

It's all tied to the thoughts of these people above!

Du Yichong also sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

A blood-red bead.

This

treasure is famous for its murderous name, deterring the Southern Wilderness.

Du Yichong is not the sect master, and during the cultivation period of the Southern Wilderness, countless righteous path monks were killed, all with this magic weapon.

Seeing the Blood Devouring Bead, the Sect Master of the Nine Sects of the Righteous Path remembered the disciples who died at the hands of Du Yichong, and suddenly became angry one by one.

"That's right! Execute this demon thief and Qin Wen villain together today!" The

Nine Sect Masters looked like they were really going to make a move.

Lin Guyou looked at Qin Wen, he didn't even move at all

! He didn't even take out a magic weapon!

"Qin Wen, danger, go quickly!" Qin Wen

was muttering something.

"One, two, three..."

Fang Du was stunned.

"Qin asked, what are you counting!" The

Nine Sect Masters were actually bluffing.

Destroyed Qin Wen, the ghost knows where Qin Wen hid his dead qi or something.

Asking for supplies is what they are for.

Qin Wen said with a smile.

"I'll count dozens, and after you finish counting, you will definitely kneel down and ask for peace.

Fang Du laughed angrily.

"You're really crazy, talking nonsense!" Qin

Wen ignored him and continued to count.

"Five, six, seven, eight..."

"Fellow Daoists, you might as well watch him finish counting and make him embarrassed.

Ge Chengyang stroked his beard and sneered.

"That's right, there are so many monks on Nanshan Street looking at it today, let this Qin Wen show off his appearance!"

Ten counted quickly, and Qin Wen quickly finished counting.

Fang Du looked around, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the blue sky was thousands of miles, and the breeze was blowing, which was very pleasant.

"What, your helper is late?"

the Nine Sect Masters sneered uncontrollably.

Du Yichong was also puzzled.

"Qin Tianshi, what do you mean by this?"

Qin asked without hurry.

"I may have counted fast just now, I'll count it again, one, two, three..."

Fang Du swept the dust, and a fine light swept across the distant mountain, directly splitting half of the peak.

"That's enough! Qin asked! If you tease me again, when it is like this, I..."

The originally cloudless blue sky was suddenly overcast.

The breeze that had just been pleasant turned into a violent wind.

The wind whistled and rushed to the face, like a sharp knife, slashing at everyone's face.

High in the sky, there seems to be a behemoth figure, floating and sinking, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Above the dark clouds, a ray of light burst out, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

"Whew..."

A dragon's head as big as a mountain broke through the clouds and mist, overlooking the earth.

Long Wei is mighty, not angry and self-imposing.

The dragon scales were shining with cold light, the dragon's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and the dragon body was winding above the clouds, not knowing where to stretch out.

Wherever the immortal light on the divine dragon's body went, the low-level monks were prostrate on the spot and couldn't move, and the high-level monks, such as the sect masters of the Nine Sects, were also trembling.

"This, what is this..."

"God, Shenlong

!", "It's the Shenlong who crossed the South Seas before!",

"Why is he still in the Southern Wilderness?", "Why

did he appear at this time?".