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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 92 Confrontation

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    Compared with the safety of the senior sister's life, these external things are not important, but when I heard Xizhao let out a sigh, and Bing Ao in the distance furrowed his brows, it was obvious that there was something strange in it. Could it be that there was no antidote to his poisonous gas?  Or he could use his own skills to remove it, otherwise Xizhao and Bing Ao wouldn't have such expressions.  Concern leads to confusion, and he almost fell into the trap of the old man, and then said with a smile: "Give me the antidote, and I will tell you how it goes." Ji Dark's pupils suddenly dilated, and he said angrily: "Since I agreed,  How could he break his promise?" Shen Congliang wanted me to see through. He was so embarrassed that he said aggrievedly: "Is it wrong that I just want the antidote first? Why are you so cruel to me?" Like a submissive child.  Sunset in the distance didn't believe that Shen Congliang would be so honest. After two fights, he suffered a lot. If he hadn't been too far behind him, he might have killed himself, especially because he was so thick-skinned.  The city wall is a struggle, but it's okay to call for help when you can't defeat it. The key is that his cultivation has improved so quickly. The last time I saw him, he was only on the second floor. After only a few days, he was actually on the fourth floor. Some people  But it takes hundreds of years, he is too evil.  Ji An was impatient and said: "What do you want." Shen Congliang said: "You give me the antidote first. If my senior sister is cured, I will naturally tell you." "The antidote is myself, only I personally  Only through luck can you save your senior sister. Where is your senior sister now? Bring her here." Ji An said truthfully. He really had no intention of detoxifying Zhao Qingzi. If he saved her once, his cultivation would be set back ten years, although for cultivation.  Life is extremely short, but he doesn't want to waste it in vain. After all, he can't decide whether the exercises Shen Congliang told him can help him, and he won't spend any money.  It's easy for Shen Congliang to say, if I hand over my senior sister to you and you use her to blackmail me, then I can only obey and said: "When my master comes, we will look for you together. This is good  Guarantee, everyone can rest assured, don¡¯t you think so?¡± ¡°Your master is Zhao Yi?¡± Ji An said in a lack of confidence. He was just so angry that he forgot to ask their master, just now this kid used Jiu Lian Yi.  , this is Zhao Yi's main skill.  Shen Congliang said: "Yes." Ji An's face changed a few times and said: "You follow me first, and I will notify your master when the time comes." "You are not afraid that I will die with you. If you step back ten thousand steps, even if you  Catch me, do you think I will say it?" Shen Congliang didn't know why he immediately became impatient when he heard Master's name and insisted on taking a chance. Could it be that he knew my Master?  "It won't be up to you then." Ji An said with a smile. He flicked his robe sleeves, and thirty-six chopsticks appeared around him. The whole body was dark, with some bright red runes on them, and they were curved.  Rather, it looks like a symbol commonly used on flags used in ancient rituals.  Shen Congliang was shocked when he saw these thirty-six chopsticks. Although he didn't know what they were called, he had seen and secretly used these thirty-six chopsticks to form a cage to catch the purple-eyed arc beast.  Could it be that the purple-eyed arc beast ran away or died, or was it another thirty-six chopsticks? Shen Congliang's mind was spinning rapidly. The purple-eyed arc beast could not be resisted even by the ancient mythical beasts. He was defeated by the purple-eyed arc beast alone.  How can people resist.  He only has one thought now, and that is to run. These thirty-six chopsticks are dead objects after all. How can they escape Ji An's control and follow me all the time?  Shen Congliang swung the Wuming Soul Summoning Fan with a bright purple light, and drove the precious fan to fly into the air. After flying up, he subconsciously turned around and saw that the thirty-six chopsticks were turned over, and the tips of the chopsticks were pointed at himself.  Ji An's right hand tapped lightly on the chopsticks, and whispered: "Go." The thirty-six chopsticks vibrated at the same time, making a roaring sound that shattered the void. The thirty-six chopsticks were divided into six directions, each  There were six chopsticks in the direction, just like catching the Purple-Eyed Arc Beast, six of the chopsticks immediately sank into the ground and disappeared.  Shen Congliang's true energy circulated throughout his body, and he quickly poured it into the five soul-summoning fans. His body suddenly flew up and fled into the sky.  Ji An looked at Shen Congliang's escape, moved the corner of his mouth, sneered, clasped his hands, and said: "Rising." Six chopsticks rushed towards Shen Congliang in an arc, rising in the wind during the flight, and in the blink of an eye they formed huge sticks.  The stone pillar is about as thick as three people hugging each other, and it holds the top of the sky. The black pillar is unusually bright, and the blood-red inscription symbols on it seem to be flowing with brilliance, like drops of blood seeping into the stone pillar.  Shen Congliang only felt the light in front of him weaken, followed by the bad wind above his head, and huge stone pillars came overwhelmingly. As the storm rose, the gaps continued to decrease until each stone pillar was connected to form an airtight stone wall.  Shen Congliang thought to himselfOkay, with a thought, the Wuming Soul Summoning Fan drew an arc in the air, almost grazing the stone pillars in front and above. If he had been slower, he might have hit thousands of peach blossoms.  At the last moment, Shen Congliang flipped in the air and passed sideways through the gap between the stone pillars at the back. Fortunately, he was tall and thin, otherwise he would not have been able to get out. The moment he escaped, there was a rumble from the ground and something emerged.  Six stone pillars.  Ji An exclaimed, apparently a little surprised that this kid actually escaped. Looking at Shen Congliang standing in front of him again, he did not move the thirty-six chopsticks again, but waved his hand, and the giant pillar turned into chopsticks again.  About the same size, they lined up neatly in the air to block Shen Congliang's retreat.  After Shen Congliang stood still, he smiled bitterly at Ji An. Since he couldn't leave, he could only have a good talk with the old man in front of him, and said: "Old man, the road over there is a bit congested. Can you borrow it? Don't worry, I will  It's not easy for everyone to pay for the road, isn't it? " Ji secretly opened his eagle eyes and looked at Shen Congliang up and down, thinking that you are not dreaming. If I want to let you go, why should I bother to use my chopsticks to intercept you?  Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid.  A smile appeared on Xizhao's face, as if she had known Shen Congliang's rogueness and shamelessness for a long time.  The young man named Bing Ao in the distance snorted coldly and glanced at Shen Congliang. His expression changed. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he was obviously very disappointed with Shen Congliang, or maybe he was disdainful that such words would come from a man's mouth.  Speaking of which, he is still a young and strong young man.  Shen Congliang saw Ji An had no reaction, and said shamelessly: "Old man, you are quite old, and the loess is buried up to your eyebrows. You should go back and bask in the sun, and let your juniors cook you something if you want to eat. It is not easy after a busy life.  , It¡¯s time to enjoy family happiness.¡± Ji An listened to Shen Congliang¡¯s face filled with anger at first, and then his expression darkened, as if something had touched his heart.  Shen Congliang was also stunned. What I said didn't seem to be a good thing. He was actually indifferent to the naked sarcasm. Could it be that the people in the Demon Cult are just the opposite of the people in the Central Plains? When they curse people in the Central Plains, do they praise them?  Or the calm before the storm, who cares, I won¡¯t let my mouth have a good time before I die.
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