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Chapter Nineteen Fat Sheep!

After the auction, Zhao Qi stayed in the pavilion for another three days. He waited until Jin'er had refined the Zixia Pill before he left the Xiantian Pavilion.

Before leaving, Lu Guang was reluctant to leave and sent him ten miles away before watching Zhao Qi leave.

After parting, Zhao Qi planned to find a secluded place to take Zixia Pill to improve his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi Refining, and then go home to destroy Qianshan Fort.

However, not long after they parted, Zhao Qi found that he was targeted. An innate powerhouse locked himself with his soul without any concealment.

Who would have been the one who hadn't made enemies in Jiangxiafang City these days?

Moreover, the other party blatantly locked himself with his soul, obviously not afraid of discovering it. He must have known that his cultivation level is only the eighth level of Qi refining and he cannot sense him.

Did I be targeted when I was in the Innate Pavilion?

Zhao Qi recalled these days in Xiantian Pavilion and felt bad!

I am still too inexperienced in the world. A junior in the Qi Refining Period calls his brothers and brothers to Lu Guang all day long, which is indeed questionable.

Especially when he left, Lu Guang was still so attentive that if he was a follower, he might think that this was a fat sheep.

Miscalculation! Miscalculation!

It seems that someone really thinks he is a fat sheep and wants to rob him while he is alone. Unfortunately, he doesn't know that he is not an ordinary eighth level of Qi Refining. It's okay, he hasn't used martial arts for many days, so today I will use this innate first level of sacrifice to follow him.

Zhao Qi pretended not to notice anything and still walked forward. When he reached an uninhabited valley, a figure flashed in front of him, and an old Taoist priest in a gray Taoist robe landed thirty feet in front of him.

This old Taoist priest had a strange appearance, triangular eyes, long feet and short hands, and a long wooden box on his back. He had a first-level cultivation level innately.

Zhao Qi immediately noticed the pressure released by the old Taoist priest, but after the Hongmeng real explanation, this pressure disappeared. However, Zhao Qi pretended to be forced by the pressure and acted unbearable, and shouted nervously: "Master Taoist..."

The old Taoist priest glanced at Zhao Qi lightly and said, "I ask you a few questions. If you dare to tell a lie, you will immediately take your life. Do you understand?"

Zhao Qi nodded.

The old Taoist priest asked: "Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Qi replied: "I have never seen a Taoist priest."

The old Taoist priest smiled sinisterly and said, "Of course you can't see through my methods. I will ask you again, if you, a qi-refining junior, have been in the Innate Pavilion for so long, have you carried some treasures on your body?"

Zhao Qi pretended to be shocked and said, "How do you know, Taoist priest?"

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to ask too much about this. If you know the image, hurry up and present the treasure with both hands, and I will spare your life."

Zhao Qi said nervously: "No, Taoist priest! I'll give it to you, my master must kill me when he turns around."

"Then aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?" After hearing Zhao Qi's answer, the old Taoist priest laughed as if he heard something extremely funny. After laughing, his eyes rolled, and a sinister look flashed through his eyes, saying, "Hurry up and take it! I don't have the patience to wait any longer."

At this moment, as long as he hesitates, he will definitely kill him. In an instant, Zhao Qi made an extremely bold plan.

Zhao Qi pretended to be afraid, took out a brocade box, lowered his head, and walked forward step by step.

"Yes, please send it here." said the old Taoist priest.

Zhao Qi pretended to be oh and walked a few more steps forward. When he was still one step away from the old Taoist priest, Zhao Qi suddenly looked up and asked, "Master, there are more than one million elixir tickets for Qi Refining Pills here. Can you eat it?"

"Why can't you eat it? What? One million?" The old Taoist priest suddenly became excited, but suddenly realized something was wrong. However, it was too late. Zhao Qi took advantage of the moment when the old Taoist priest was distracted and activated his true energy. Hong Ying's mysterious skill exploded instantly, and his yellow claws grabbed the old Taoist's chest like lightning.

"Go to death! Hong Ying Xuan Gong."

The sharp claws made a harsh sound of breaking through the air, piercing into the old Taoist's chest.

"bite!"

A metallic impact sounded from the old Taoist priest's chest.

"Not good!" Zhao Qi shouted, spread his wings behind him, and instantly retreated ten feet away, staring at the old Taoist priest.

Through the scratched clothes, Zhao Qi saw that the old Taoist priest was wearing a light yellow armor. It was this armor that saved the old Taoist priest's life.

"Magic weapon! It's still a rare defensive magic weapon." Zhao Qi's face suddenly looked ugly.

After the old Taoist priest came to his senses, he was extremely angry, and his terrifying expression seemed to be about to eat Zhao Qi alive.

"I didn't expect that you, a kid, are not only as cunning as a ghost, but also have a weird mysterious skill. But unfortunately, you only have the eighth level of Qi Refining, so be dead! Death Claw." The old Taoist priest stretched out his claw, and a ghost claw suddenly condensed in the air and flew towards Zhao Qi.

"Shan Hai Seal!" Zhao Qi did not dare to neglect at all, and activated his true energy to condense the ordinary mountain Hai Seal to attack the death claws.

"Hey, you, the eighth level of Qi Refining, have actually realized the magical powers, but it's useless. Please be captured by yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest's smile suddenly froze. Zhao Qi's magical power was extremely powerful, and he died with his innate magical power ghost claws.

The old Taoist priest was very surprised, but when he calmed down, he seemed to realize that Zhao Qi was not practicing ordinary mysterious skills, and could cross two realms. Could it be that it was a rare level, and only a rare level could cross a large realm without losing.

It must be rare! Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest smiled even more gloomy, and there was a bit of greed in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Qi.

"Stupid old man, it's not certain who laughs the last time!"

Zhao Qi used Hongying Xuanzhi again to attack the old Taoist priest first. For a moment, the energy flew in the valley with loud noises. The two of them showed their skills and started fighting.

The old Taoist priest wanted to capture Zhao Qi alive, so he did not take all his strength, but patiently wiped out Zhao Qi's true energy, preparing to take him down in one fell swoop when Zhao Qi's true energy stopped. However, after more than twenty times, the old Taoist priest found that something was wrong. This kid's mysterious skill was too weird. Even if he was at the first level of the innate level, it was very difficult to deal with it. His expression gradually became solemn.

After waiting for another ten rounds, the old Taoist priest repelled Zhao Qi with one move, then took off the wooden box on his back and said, "Boy, your true qi has a long origin and a strange mysterious skill. It seems that your adventure is extraordinary. Unfortunately, a genius like you, who has not yet fully grown up, will die of my beast, haha, the beast umbrella! Go!"

A red light suddenly rushed out of the wooden box. Zhao Qi looked closely and saw a huge umbrella of four feet in size that was already three feet above his head.

The giant umbrella skeleton is composed of various monster bones, and the umbrella is covered with monster skin. Various beast shapes are painted with blood on the skin. The giant umbrella scatters a red light curtain and surrounds Zhao Qi under the umbrella. Zhao Qi uses the mountain and sea seal to break the light curtain, but the light curtain only sways for a moment and blocks the mountain and sea seals.

The old Taoist sneered, pinched the magic trick, and shouted: "Fallen!"

Suddenly, the Beast Umbrella was slowly pressed down. The huge pressure made Zhao Qi feel uncomfortable. Zhao Qi bombarded repeatedly, but he still could not stop the downward momentum of the Beast Umbrella.

"Accept your fate! Boy!" The old Taoist priest changed the magic trick again and drank it: "Cake it!"

The giant umbrella slowly closed, and saw that it was about to bind Zhao Qi. In the crisis, Zhao Qi no longer cared about hiding his strength and used all his strength to activate his true energy. He suddenly flashed with lightning, and his domineering magical power appeared. He swung the mountain and sea seal with lightning and collided towards the light curtain.

Thunder and Lightning are the nemesis of the demon. In contrast, this beast umbrella is made of the skin of the monster. When the blood-colored light curtain encounters lightning, it suddenly looks like a living person being splashed with bone-transforming poisonous water and begins to dissipate.

"Break it for me!" Zhao Qi broke through the blood-colored light curtain, broke away from the cover of the beast umbrella, and then rushed towards the old Taoist priest.

"Go to die!"

"Not good! Three Yang Jia! Get up!"

In a hurry, the old Taoist priest forced the true energy to activate the Three Yang Armor, which could only exert sixty-component effects, but the sixty-component effects also blocked most of the power of Zhao Qishan Haiyin, and in the end there was only a phantom attack on the old Taoist priest.
Chapter completed!
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