The rain front is like an arrow, penetrating three feet into the ground.
The blue light is like a flame, which ignites when it touches anything.
Xia Leng thought of Kong Qingsong's rain of bones just now, which was like pear blossom needles in a heavy rainstorm, but the monk's rain of green and blue light was even more terrifying. It was impossible to prevent it, so he could only keep retreating.
And you have to be quick, otherwise as soon as the light rain touches your body, your body will be pierced directly, and then burned to the point of leaving no bones.
"Don't run away, you can't escape."
Monk Qinglian floated in the air and said as if to himself: "As long as the rain doesn't stop, the poor monk can keep firing this kind of light. How long can you escape?"
Xia Leng quickly jumped dozens of feet away, barely avoiding the monk's light rain, and gained a few seconds. He was thinking about how to get close to the opponent, as he had no means of long-range attacks yet.
"Donor Leng, continue this."
At this time, little novice monk Yulai appeared out of nowhere and threw something to Xia Leng from a distance.
Xia Leng reached out and took it, and found that it was actually an umbrella, or an oil-paper umbrella that was more aesthetically pleasing than practical. Not all rain can be covered by an umbrella.
However, he didn't think that the little novice monk Yu Lai would punish him at this time. Although he was doubtful in his heart, he still opened his umbrella, and at this time, the blue light rain of the Qinglian monk also came close to him.
"Crack! Crack!"
The raindrops hit the umbrella, making a sound like big and small beads falling on a jade plate. The strange thing is that the umbrella did not break.
The kind of blue light that can penetrate the ground three to four feet cannot break this small oil-paper umbrella.
Xia Leng thought to himself: It seems that this little novice monk Yu Lai is not a simple person. He has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
"Humph, I thought it was not easy for you to practice cultivation. I didn't want to hurt your life, but it's a pity that you came to hinder this poor monk."
Monk Qinglian naturally saw the little novice monk Yu coming, and shot a cold light at him.
"stop!"
Xia Leng shouted loudly and flew to the little novice Yu Lai, blocking the cold light.
Xia Leng glared at Monk Qinglian angrily: "He is still a child!"
"In front of him, I'm afraid you are just a child!"
Monk Qinglian said with disdain: "Who do you think this little novice monk is? He is the reincarnation of the Rain Girl from thousands of years ago. He only stays in this temple to take revenge on the Kong family."
Little novice monk Yulai looked confused: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"The poor monk helped you get rid of the Kong family. Just don't be grateful. You are still here getting in the way."
Monk Qinglian's expression was stagnant, and he suddenly said angrily: "Well, this poor monk has other important matters and cannot stay here for a long time. Today I will let you open your eyes and let Feilai Temple turn into a lake from now on."
After saying that, Monk Qinglian flew high into the sky.
Xia Leng handed the little novice Yulai to Ji Jiu and told them: "You should leave Feilai Temple quickly and run as far as you can."
"Sir, what about you?"
Xiao Xiuer said with some worry.
"Of course I'm going to beat up that idiot."
Xia Leng's temper at this time showed a hint of summer, "Running away is not my style."
Xiao Xiuer wanted to say something else, but Ji Jiu held the little novice in one hand, grabbed her wrist with the other, and dragged her away forcefully.
Feng Tianling was very obedient and followed Ji Jiu away cooperatively, but before leaving, she gave Xia Leng a delicate and small bell.
Xia Leng didn't have time to think too much, so she put the bell on her waist, borrowed some strength from the rockery, and immediately jumped into the air, flying towards Monk Qinglian.
In mid-air, Monk Qinglian raised his hands and condensed a huge blue ball of light, which was a full third of the size of Feilai Temple, and it was still expanding.
"Fan Qinglian, take a punch from me!"
Xia Leng rushed up to the sky and shouted angrily.
Monk Qinglian's eyes were full of disdain, and he said lightly: "Personal martial arts are nothing compared to supernatural powers and magic.
And magical powers and spells are no more than the brilliance of fireflies in front of heavenly magic weapons. Since you want to compete with the poor monk, then try to see if you can catch this light."
"go!"
Monk Qinglian suddenly threw the huge ball of light held high in both hands towards Xia Leng.
Xia Leng did not dodge, he clenched his fist and rushed into the ball of light. The endless blue light mixed with countless raindrops instantly penetrated his body, passing through his internal organs, limbs and bones.
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For a moment, Xia Leng felt as if he had been torn into pieces. Every inch of his skin was penetrated by light, and every drop of rain penetrated into his skin.
However, Xia Leng did not die, nor did he stop moving forward.
His fists were still clenched, and his body was still rushing upward.
"Get down here!"
Xia Leng still rushed out of the blue ball of light and came straight to the eyes of Monk Qinglian. In his extremely stunned eyes, he punched him and hit him hard in the face! Monk Qinglian was like
The arrows knocked down several attics and smashed heavily into the ground.
The blue ball of light in mid-air also suddenly exploded, emitting a dazzling light that made the night in Beiyun County as bright as day. Countless people who had been sleeping soundly were awakened by the white light. They stood up and opened their windows to watch.
, don’t know what happened.
A few seconds later, Xia Leng fell back to the ground, her feet became weak as soon as they touched the ground, and she fell to the ground.
Those blue rays of light just now did indeed cause damage to him. Now he feels that all his internal organs are burning. The sea of Qi in his Dantian seems to have been shattered. The spiritual energy in his body can no longer be hidden. It keeps escaping. It seems that his
It seems that cultivation is about to be abolished.
"Okay, you're fine."
Among the rubble of the ruins, Monk Qinglian climbed out. The smile on his face was gone, and he also lost his calm demeanor. Only a ferocious and angry expression remained: "I have never been so insulted since I started practicing. You are
The first and the last!"
"That only shows that you lacked the beatings from society in the past. I'm here to teach you a lesson. Remember to pay the tuition."
Xia Leng lay on the ground unable to move, but his words became much sharper, which was slightly different from the previous image where he was not very fond of words.
Monk Qinglian laughed angrily and drew out a glass of long sword that was as bright as water from the void: "This sword is called Seven Feet Divine Light. It is my sword in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. It is a top-quality magic weapon. You
If you can die by the hand of this sword, you will be lucky for the rest of your life.
No, you are lucky in this life, because after being killed by this sword, you will not enter the reincarnation, nor will you die in the previous life, but your soul will be imprisoned in the divine light of this sword, and you will be tortured forever and ever, with no way to escape."
As he spoke, Monk Qinglian slowly walked up to Xia Leng, raised his sword to his chest, and murmured: "I admire you very much and wanted to give you a chance to enter the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, but it's a pity that you don't know how to appreciate me.
You actually want to resist me."
"Exaltation?"
Xia Leng chuckled softly, "Don't do this, I'm afraid your plan is not a good idea. Do you really think others are as stupid as you?"
"Tsk, what a pity."
Monk Qinglian really admired Xia Leng very much, both in terms of qualifications and character. His original intention was to bring Xia Leng to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance and then use it as a backup body for him to overcome the calamity. Unfortunately, this man has free will.
It was too strong and I attacked him again. I couldn't stay any longer.
"It's a pity for your sister. It's a pity for you. It's a pity for your whole family."
At this time, a woman's curses suddenly sounded nearby, mixed with swear words from time to time.
Monk Qinglian looked puzzled and couldn't help but move his eyes following the sound, but he saw a circle of light appearing not far away from him. Not long after, a woman wearing a purple dress walked out of it. She was as beautiful as a fairy, but had an angry look on her face.
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As soon as the woman in the purple skirt appeared, she whipped out a long whip and hit Monk Qinglian on the face.
"Snapped!"
Monk Qinglian found that he could not dodge, so he could only bear the whip forcefully. His whole face was almost shattered. Before he could react, he received hundreds of whips like a violent storm.
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"Okay, Mei'er, stop playing."
Another more beautiful woman walked out of the circle of light. Her expression was still calm and calm. She stepped forward to help Xia Leng, fed him some pills, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Xia Leng was a little strange: "Aunt Mu, Aunt Meier, why are you here?"
These two women are naturally Mu Han and Mei'er.
"The talisman on your body is sending a warning signal, of course we will come."
Mu Han observed Xia Leng and frowned slightly: "The qi sea in Dantian is somewhat damaged. It seems that it needs to be healed. Come back to Yuxian Sect with me."
Mei'er became even more angry when she heard that Xia Leng's Dantian Qi sea was damaged, and she swung the whip in her hand even more fiercely.
"Going back again?"
Xia Leng couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Aunt Mu, if I go back I'll be almost gone. I actually have nothing to do, so I won't go back."
Mu Han asked: "What about going back to the Fairy Island?"
"Then we can't go back."
Xia Leng hurriedly shook his head.
Mu Han said with some distress: "We are still too cruel. You are obviously still young, so we let you go out and wander the world by yourself. If your own mother knew that you were like this, she would be heartbroken."
"She feels sorry for me, but she will still let me go out."
Xia Leng knew his mother's personality traits very well, "How could Xia Tian and Leng Bingbing's son be so useless?"
Mu Han saw Xia Leng's unique stubbornness in Xia Leng, and knew that forcing him would be useless, but he still couldn't help but ask: "You really don't want to go back?"
Xia Leng shook his head firmly.
"Forget it, it's up to you."
Mu Han took out some elixirs and spiritual fluids and put them in bags: "These are wound medicines and elixirs. As long as you take them and recuperate for a while, you will basically be fine."
"Thank you Aunt Mu."
Xia Leng regained some strength, sat up and took the bag.
Mu Han was quite pleased and said, "If you don't thank your Aunt Mei, be careful if she gets angry."
"Thank you Aunt Meier."
Xia Leng thanked the furious Mei'er again and reminded: "But, Aunt Mei, please stop hitting him. If you hit him again, he will turn into a puddle of mud."
Mei'er took away the whip bitterly, and the still angry and bruised Qinglian monk said: "You are getting an advantage."
"Mu Han, Aunt Mei'er, this monk is not simple, he is from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."
Xia Leng whispered to Mu Han and Mei'er.
When Mei'er heard about the "immortal cultivating alliance", her expression changed drastically.
Mu Han frowned, and immediately raised his hand to pop out several cold lights, sealing Monk Qinglian's entire body.