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Chapter eight hundred and fifty first pardon water prison

Um?

Song Mingting's heart moved slightly. At the same time, the voice of the old Taoist Longtu also sounded again.

"This kid is weird."

The one who got the broken lamp first was a young man. But what surprised Song Mingting and Old Taoist Long Tu was not the age of this person, but the person who covered his cultivation.

In Song Mingting's sense, this young man looked at me as a Taoist period, but in fact he was far more than my Taoist period, but he didn't know what kind of cultivation he had. This man's breath-catching magic is so brilliant that with Song Mingting's keen perception, he could not detect his true cultivation. Even the immortal Chengtian did not notice the other party's strangeness.

"This kid's cultivation is one level weaker than yours." But Song Mingting couldn't sense it, which does not mean that the old Taoist Longtu could not sense it either.

It is a little weaker than Song Mingting, which means that the real cultivation of the young man in front of him is the first level of the immortal.

Such a brilliant breath-catching magic, coupled with this person who could see the mystery of the broken lamp, has a great background.

But the subsequent development almost made Song Mingting lose his chin. The young man looked excited and quickly pinched the magic tricks. A string of magic tricks was punched into the broken lamp. Soon the lamp emitted a bright light, instantly attracting all the eyes of the customers in the store and the Qingyuan Sect monks.

The treasure light emits strong fluctuations, and this level of fluctuation cannot be emitted by a second-grade immortal weapon.

The treasure light dissipated, and the broken lamp had completely changed at this moment. Although it was still incomplete, the entire lamp light was restrained and it seemed to contain great power.

"I want this." The young man took away the excitement on his face and threw it to the person in Qingyuanju next to him a fairy stone.

According to Qing Yuanju's identification, this broken lamp was a second-grade immortal weapon when it was intact. Although it is broken now, if the materials are extracted, it can almost be worth an immortal stone. But now, this lamp is obviously more than a second-grade immortal weapon!

"This guest, you..." Qingyuanju people wanted to say something but stopped. But the price was set by them. Now that they regretted it, they played their own sign.

"What, do you still want to go back on your word?" The young man was not completely ignorant of the world.

"No, of course not." The other party quickly denied.

The young man glanced at the other party and left with pleasant steps. It was the first time that Song Mingting had seen such a innocent and lively person after practicing Taoism for so long. The immortal Chengtian next to him was also stunned: he had never seen such a person before.

Who is not cautious about the Taoist practice? Who would show the original appearance of the treasure as soon as you pick up a bargain? Isn’t this life long?

Song Mingting ignored it and continued to stroll. But in private, he had already launched the art of canflies to memorize the gods. On the one hand, it attached itself to the young man, and on the other hand, it monitored the Qing Yuanju people. He was not sure whether the Qing Yuanju people would be vicious and ignorant.

Not long after, he discovered Qing Yuanju's small movement. Obviously, in the face of this huge temptation, the Qing Yuanju people couldn't help it. However, it was obvious that the Qing Yuanju was in charge of the Qing Yuanju was cautious enough. In order not to affect Qing Yuanju's reputation, he did not act immediately. Instead, he waited for a few hours before sending three people, including a Yuanming period monk and two I Dao period monks.

Seeing this, Song Mingting greeted the immortal Chengtian, and the two of them hid their signs together and followed from afar. He was not afraid that the young man would be killed and seized the treasure.

Joke, one Yuanming period, two I Dao periods can kill people and seize treasures, and one celestial immortal will have a ghost! He became a little interested in the young man. This man is clever but acts so poorly, which is really curious.

The three monks from Qingyuanju caught up with the young man and were about to launch an attack, but the young man suddenly stopped.

"Huh? Why are you catching up? Did I not give enough money? But it was clearly marked with an immortal stone." The young man said in surprise.

Song Mingting and Chengtian Xianren, who were hiding beside him, couldn't help but fall into dismay. They didn't know whether the young man was really naive or pretending, and wanted to deliberately mock the people of Qing Yuanju. At this time, they could still ask such questions.

Qing Yuanju and the other two naturally regarded this as mockery, and their faces darkened.

"Boy, hand over the lamp, I can spare you."

The young man said unexpectedly: "You asked me to hand over the things to you? But didn't this magic weapon be sold to me?"

Song Mingting is now sure that this kid is not pretending to be stupid but is really having a stubborn mind.

"It seems you are all determined to die!" The Yuanming monk in Qingyuanju turned black and smiled furiously. Then, taking advantage of the other party's attention, he launched a brazen attack, which was very treacherous.

Three huge vital palms suddenly blasted at the young man. This was the signature spell of Qingyuan Sect - Qingji Yuangang Da Catching Hand.

The young man showed surprise, but did not surrender.

Just as Song Mingting was expecting what method he would use to fight the enemy, the young man's lips moved slightly and he gently spit out a few words: "Absal Order·Shui Prison."

The next moment, three water prisons appeared out of thin air, instantly trapping three Qingyuanju monks. As soon as the person was trapped, Qingji Yuangang's big grasping hand seemed to have lost support and dissipated in a blink of an eye.

He actually subdued the three of them with one move. You should know that although the cultivation level of these three people is not high, they are from Qingyuan Sect and are much stronger than cultivators from Jinxian sects, but they are trapped so easily.

"The law of Absolution, Boy Song, this boy has a very unusual background." Old Taoist Long Tu's voice sounded.

Song Mingting also saw this without saying that the old Taoist Longtu said. The law of amnesty is not something that ordinary people can control. It is an extremely clever magic that directly commands the rules of heaven and earth. The Supreme Jinluo Heavenly Lord Mantra Law is a law of amnesty, and it can rank among the forefront of the law of amnesty. Because most of the law of amnesty can only command one rule, while the Supreme Jinluo Heavenly Lord Mantra Law of the Emperor can almost command all the laws between heaven and earth.

Sects that have the law of absolution can trace their roots to a brilliant source.

This young man can master the law of amnesty, so his background will naturally not be bad.

The faces of the three Qingyuanju cultivators also changed, not only because they were controlled by others, but also because they recognized the law of the amnesty. However, the three of them were not too scared. After all, although this young man used the law of the amnesty, the grade of the amnesty is not high, it is just the true level of the Tao. The Qingyuan Sect is still a Jinxian sect, so he will not be scared to death by a true level of the Tao.

"Are you going to kill someone and grab treasure?" The young man's eyes were still flashing with simplicity. Even if he said such words, he could not hear the slightest intention of murder.

The leader decisively admitted: "We are in the wrong this time. I wonder how the young hero will let us go?"

The young man seemed to be in hesitation.

At this moment, a new situation appeared.
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