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Chapter 207 Return to the old place

"Stupid hooligan! Hurry up!"

Dao Zhijin anxiously set up the formation and urged him.

"My..."

Yang Qing smiled bitterly twice.

I think this thing was instantly released at the beginning!

Now...

A single p is better than a thousand words!

But it was too soon. Yang Qing thought it would take at least one or two hours to activate the Flying Thunder God. Unexpectedly, it was almost time to complete this time in just two cups of tea!

It should be because Yang Qing initially matches the way of heaven. After all, the golden elixir can also form preliminary communication with the heaven and earth.

Although spiritual power is different from chakra, it is still similar in essence. Anyway, they are all a kind of energy. Since Yang Qing does not have one, then use the hand of heaven and earth to transform the spiritual power over!

Although it takes a certain amount of time, no matter what, it is faster than the spiritual power directly launching the flying thunder god!

"The last cup of tea! It will definitely work! Be prepared! Hold me when I shout! Or I will be left behind!"

Yang Qing roared in a low voice.

"Know!"

The four of them nodded seriously, and then paid attention to the movement behind them.

A cup of tea... Those Nascent Souls have probably caught up with them long ago...

"I'll do it!"

At the critical moment, Zhao Qiange stood up and gently stroked the scarless knife in his hand.

Yang Qing glanced slightly and remembered when he officially met Zhao Qiange on the back mountain behind Wanxi Peak.

I vaguely remember that Zhao Qiange made a bold statement and wanted to make Wuhen Dao famous in the Tibetan Mountain World?

Now that I think about it carefully, although it is a supreme honor to become famous in the Tibetan Mountain Realm, it also takes time to accumulate. Looking at Zhao Qiange's movements these days, he seems to be very impatient.

"Could it be...what is he indescribable?"

Yang Qing guessed in his heart.

However, no matter how Yang Qing guessed, Zhao Qiange would definitely not be able to hear it!

The long sword was swung, and the blades were slashed. The cold and sharp sword slashed down violently. A light blue phantom dozens of feet long condensed and lasted for a long time!

Dao Zhijin looked at the situation and looked happy, then set up a layer of formation to cover the phantom.

"We have to make them break..."

With a low whisper, Dao Zhijin reached out and picked it up slightly, and the range of the formation instantly extended several times. After using this move, Dao Zhijin's face turned a little pale.

With so many formations laid along the way, the consumption is not too large!

On the other hand, Zhao Qiange...

This guy perfectly interprets what a blood-free face means!

His lips kept trembling, and his eyes were also a little lost.

If Cang Lianyi hadn't grabbed him in time, he would have been left behind long ago.

"How is it! I still have this pill!"

Yang Qing also noticed Zhao Qiange's weakness and hurriedly spoke.

"It's useless! This problem can only be relieved by time! It will be much better in three days, and you can recover by adding pills."

Zhao Qiange waved his hand.

"Okay! Just speak if you need it! Don't forget my identity as a sixth-grade alchemist!"

Yang Qing smiled slightly.

Behind him, three Nascent Souls plunged into the formation.

"What's this! How could that kid use this move just two levels of Jindan?

With a scream, the three Asuras who plunged into the formation flashed and shrank out of the range of the formation.

"You can't be too careless! Otherwise you will be killed by the evil spirit!"

With a gloomy face, the three Nascent Souls and the little guys chasing a group of golden elixirs were even tragically disgraced. If you say this, the faces of the three of them were completely lost!

"Break! Time is important!"

As one of them said, he waved his hand and rushed into the formation with great momentum.

This time, the formation failed to stop them. In just over ten breaths, the three of them broke the formation and rushed out.

"What a pity. If I could control it myself, I might be able to stop it for a longer time!"

Looking at the broken sword shadow left by himself from afar, Zhao Qiange sighed.

"Turn down! Don't think too much! They were careless just now! Otherwise, the real Nascent Soul would only take a moment to break your three-legged cat's sword technique!

Yang Qing slowly made seals while banging without hesitation.

This group of people! It's a little inflated!

It’s obviously just the cultivation level of the two levels of the Golden Pill, how come you look like you are the best in the world?

"That's it... Forget it, one day, I will surpass the three garbage behind."

Zhao Qiange said calmly.

"..." Yang Qing.

After a thump, the big guy in his own face had already said that, what else could he say? He said you never have the chance to become a Nascent Soul in your life?

It's unlikely to think about it...

Forget it, just pretend that I didn't hear it.

Yang Qing said silently in his heart, and then focused on making seals.

He swears that this is definitely the most serious time he has made the Flying Thunder God Seal!

Having said that... Can that guy Kaguya still use ninjutsu?

Probably...yes?

I guessed in my heart that finally, the seal of the flying thunder god has come to an end.

The three Nascent Souls behind are almost catching up, and time is not waiting for anyone!

"Hurry up!"

With a loud roar, all four of them were excited.

Chakra triggered, and Yang Qing launched it instantly when the four of them grabbed themselves!

The group disappeared under the noses of the three Nascent Souls!

"really!"

"This group of cunning little boys!"

The three of them vented their anger at the ground.

...

A familiar scene in the quiet forest mountains.

Yang Qing sat on the ground.

"Run over and run over, and he fucking returned to this origin!"

Yang Qing muttered in pain.

Unexpectedly, many years later, I actually returned to the teleportation point I used to be. Is this God's will?

"Have you been here?"

Dao Zhijin said excitedly, as if she had caught Yang Qing's little tail.

"Of course I've been here, otherwise how can I leave a teleportation mark? Come on! Let's use the teleportation array of Mo Yu Sect. I hope that Zhang Jin will not be too stubborn to fight me!"

Yang Qing complained.

“…”

"Hahahaha! It's a good deal! Of course I'm going to fight you! Otherwise, how can I look so charming about this lady?"

Dao Zhijin squeezed her eyes with a smile on her face...
Chapter completed!
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