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Chapter 722 Wealth Monthly Ticket)

 Jinling, outside Longchi Mountain.

Chen Zixiao walked leisurely, dressed in white filial piety, with gold and jade hanging from his waist.

"Is this the residence of the Qing Emperor?" Chen Zixiao looked at the misty Longchi Mountain indifferently.

In the mountain, Mo Qinglian had already noticed Chen Zixiao when he appeared.

Her face is as cold as frost, and her muscles and bones are made of ice. She is like a banished immortal standing tall on Longchi Mountain, surrounded by cold air like frost, and ice condenses under her feet.

Chen Zixiao looked at the formation, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.

He pointed like a wandering dragon and landed on the formation. In an instant, a large mountain formation had risen.

boom!

The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to be shaking, awakening the existence inside.

Chen Zixiao looked at the large formation that suddenly appeared, and exerted force with his fingers, as if he could shake a mountain with just one finger.

The formation was shaking, and there was a vague feeling of being unbearable.

After all, Qin Xuan set up several large formations at the beginning, but never the protective formations.

Chen Zixiao's finger failed to break the formation, and then he slowly extended his second finger.

boom!

In Longchi Mountain, the spiritual energy is rolling, like a mountain falling into the sea, setting off rolling waves.

Even the entire Longchi Mountain was shaking, and the spiritual liquid in the spiritual pool was rising. Fortunately, Bixi Moling suppressed it.

Jiaolong** even rose up, looking down at Chen Zixiao who was shaking the formation.

"Who dares to disturb Longchi?" ** shouted, a pair of dragon eyes shining brightly.

The bear king stood up and looked down at the people at the bottom of the mountain.

Big and small golden pieces flew out from the stone, their eyes showing fierceness.

Mo Qinglian's eyes became even colder, the magic power in her hand condensed, and the ice turned into a jade sword.

Two fingers!

The smile on Chen Zixiao's face grew stronger, and he felt the auras on the top of Longchi Mountain.

Then, he moved his third finger.

Before his fingers even fell, a ray of extreme cold came from the formation.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, Chen Zixiao put away his third finger and saw the jade sword coming out of the formation.

The cold was permeating the air, as if he were in the polar regions, freezing to the bone and blood, but Chen Zixiao seemed indifferent, with a faint golden glow shining on his fingers.

"Earthly Immortal?" Chen Zixiao smiled, "Why don't you come out and see me?"

As he spoke, he held the jade sword between his fingers and exerted slight power.

In an instant, Mo Qinglian's face turned extremely ugly. She felt as if she was being dragged by a real dragon, and her body was uncontrollable and flew out of the formation.

"It's actually a woman!?" Chen Zixiao was slightly stunned, then he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is it the Qing Emperor's woman?"

"Roar!"

There was a roar, and a huge black shadow appeared in Longchi Mountain, covering Chen Zixiao.

"Monster? How can monsters be tolerated in the land of China?" Chen Zixiao glanced at the huge bear paw lightly, and then slapped it with one palm.

The collision between the palm and the bear's paw was like an egg hitting a stone. During the contact, the earth suddenly cracked.

A wailing sound sounded, and the bear paws of the Demonic Pill Bear King seemed to have split open at this moment, and blood flowed out faintly.

The Bear King's body fell into the Longchi Mountain like flying, his eyes full of fear.

Chen Zixiao smiled and looked at Mo Qinglian, "Are you the daughter of the Mo family?"

Chen Zixiao's eyes flashed with brilliance. Before he got the kingship, he knew that Mo Qinglian didn't even have inner strength at that time. How long has it been now that he has become an earthly immortal? Moreover, his strength is not weak. Compared with Ning Ziyang

I don’t know how much stronger it is.

The corners of Chen Zixiao's mouth became more and more curved, looking a little evil.

That Qing Emperor... is really interesting!

Chen Zixiao has never seen such an interesting person. The inheritance in the world, whether it is cut off or still exists, the royal power has been recorded, but he has never known any inheritance that can make a rich man with no inner strength.

In just a few years, he became an immortal.

"It's a pity that no matter what secrets you have since your death, they are just a wedding dress for my apprentice." Chen Zixiao had some expectations in his heart, looking forward to killing the Qing Emperor and learning all about it.

Power, prestige, secrecy, inheritance! And even revenge for his biological father!

Mo Qinglian didn't say anything. From the moment Chen Zixiao appeared, Mo Qinglian knew that he was not a good person.

No matter what, Longchi is a treasured place created by Qin Xuan and a place for Qin Xuan to practice. Mo Qinglian will never allow anyone to destroy it.

Just when Mo Qinglian stepped on her feet and the cold air suddenly increased on her body, a ray of light fell from the sky.

"Beauty, your name is Mo Qinglian, right?" A slightly frivolous voice sounded behind him, "You'd better not take action. That guy is not something you can deal with. If you are really injured, I will have a headache.

of."

I don't know when a figure appeared on a branch not far away, with a grass root in the corner of its mouth and a model magazine in its hand.

Mo Qinglian's expression changed slightly. She looked at the big seal in front of her. Although it was as tall as a person, it exuded amazing power.

Chen Zixiao's smile froze slightly, and he turned to look at the frivolous young man.

"Qian Fugui, are you going to stop me?" Chen Zixiao's words were a little chilling. This was the first time he had such an attitude since he entered the world.

Qian Fugui spread his hands on the branches and jumped down from the tree.

"Chen Zixiao, you can take revenge, but Qin Xuan is my friend after all. I can't let people destroy his house when he's not here, right?" Qian Fugui stretched lazily, "I've been waiting for you two

Oh my god, you are finally here!"

"My grandpa said that I would not be allowed to participate in the fight between you and Qin Xuan. I have always been obedient and known as an honest and good boy, so I will not participate. But where there is an injustice, there is an owner, and you are destroying other people's homes like this."

, isn’t this a bit unethical?”

Qian Fugui looked at Chen Zixiao, not paying attention to Chen Zixiao's increasingly cold gaze.

"Or are you planning to go through with me?"

"If you really plan like this, now that everyone in the world knows the authority of the king, I, a wealthy heir, will not lose the reputation of my ancestors."

Qian Fugui smiled, the jade pendant on his waist swayed slightly, and then, a series of spiritual lights emerged from his body.

There were ten spiritual lights, lingering around Qian Fugui like a ring, circling gently.

Mo Qinglian turned her head, her pupils shrinking involuntarily.

She looked at the rays of light surrounding Qian Fugui. Within the rays were magic weapons, exuding astonishing power.

Even Chen Zixiao couldn't help but his pupils trembled slightly as he stared at Qian Fugui without saying a word.

Qian Fugui smiled and said, "Chen Zixiao, be good, I'm not good at fighting, but I am good at throwing things!"

He smiled and looked at Chen Zixiao, "These are all magic weapons that I don't like very much. The knives, forks and sticks are so vulgar!"

"If you break these things, I would still like to thank you! Of course, as a descendant of wealth, I can bring wealth all over the world, so naturally I have more than this."

As he spoke, Qian Fugui coughed lightly, and the gold and jade around his waist began to shine again.

Ten more spiritual lights flew out from the gold and jade, all of which were magic weapons, hovering around him.

"Well! I still like a few of these. I might be a little angry if you break them!"

Qian Fugui smiled, twenty magic weapons lingering around his body.

Chen Zixiao's pupils trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of swords ringing from his waist.

Suddenly, Chen Zixiao smiled and turned around slightly.

"Qian Fugui, say hello to Mr. Qian for me!"

With that said, Chen Zixiao turned and left, never looking at Longchi Mountain again.


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