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"I wipe!"
Both Jiang Qing'er and Ling Yu's eyes were glazed over. It's too unbelievable that a Nascent Soul early stage actually killed an old monster who turned into a god.
But Qin Tian didn't wrinkle, and shouted in a deep voice: "Quick back!"
The silver armored woman froze for a moment, pulled out her silver spear, turned into a silver light and flew back.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the old man's body suddenly exploded, and the powerful and terrifying energy light wave rapidly advanced to the surroundings. Although the silver armored woman was reminded by Qin Tian, she still retreated too late and was hit by the shock wave.
"Oh!"
The woman in silver armor who was hit by the shock wave retreated faster, but after retreating tens of thousands of meters, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
at this time.
A figure suddenly appeared high above the sky, who is it if it is not the old man who blew himself up.
He stared at the silver armored woman below with indifference in his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Nonsense, you dare to destroy my incarnation. I wanted to take you as a mount. If you don't cramp and skin your beast, it will be hard for me to get rid of you!" Heartache!"
"kill!"
But the silver-armored woman was not afraid at all, holding a long spear, turned into a silver light and killed her.
"Dragon Spear, Kill God!"
The berserk gun shadows exploded, densely packed and endless, engulfing the figure of the old man who turned into a god.
"Naughty animal, you really think that this seat is only as strong as this!"
Accompanied by the voice of the old man who turned into a god, a huge crimson sword light tore apart the endless gun shadows, and slashed heavily on the silver armored woman.
Immediately, the opponent was sent flying, and he was in the air, but he spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
"Die!"
The figure of the old man who turned into a god flashed and stepped forward. He swung the long sword in his hand again, cutting out several scarlet and terrifying sword lights one after another.
Each sword light is more than two hundred feet long, traverses the sky, and catches up to the silver armored woman in an instant.
"Angang!"
At this moment, the figure of the silver armored woman turned into a silver dragon more than two hundred feet long.
The dragon's tail raised violently and pulled out quickly.
"Dangdangdang!"
There was a shocking crash, and Qin Tian and the others felt very uncomfortable even though they were separated by a considerable distance, so they had to retreat again.
The silver dragon shattered the terrifying sword lights, but Qin Tian saw scales and blood spilling from the other dragon's tail. Obviously, it was not easy for her to defeat those sword lights.
Qin Tian shook his head secretly, the gap between the two sides was too great.
One side has just broken through Nascent Soul, and the other side is an old-fashioned middle-stage powerhouse, even if the Dragon Race is talented, it is difficult for the other side to be the opponent.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, Fellow Daoist Jiang, it's not suitable to stay here for long, so I'm leaving now!"
He reminded Yinlong twice in succession that once the old man who turned into a god killed her, he might settle accounts with him, so it's better to go first.
After all, the other party is a strong Huashen, if he is in front of him, it is nothing to deal with him, but if he came to chase him for a golden core, it would be a bit shameful.
As for why he reminded the silver dragon, it was in a certain life, he had some friendship with another silver dragon, and this silver dragon might have some relationship with another silver dragon.
After leaving a word, Qin Tian quickly left.
Jiang Qing'er and Ling Yu headed in another direction.
There were still energy fluctuations coming from behind him, and it wasn't until he flew to the shore of the East China Sea that the energy fluctuations behind him subsided.
"It is estimated that the silver dragon is already in danger!"
Qin Tian sighed lightly.
By accident, he landed on the beach, and quickly changed his outfit and appearance, then quickly restrained his breath, and disguised himself as an ordinary person.
"brush!"
He stayed on the beach for 10 minutes, when suddenly a silver light shot out from the sky, and it landed on the sand under his feet with a slap, but it was a small silver snake.
The little snake was only one foot long, only as thick as a little finger, and fell into a coma.
"It's that silver dragon!"
Qin Tian thought to himself, directly picked up the silver snake, thought for a while, he directly stuffed the little snake into a King Yu cauldron, and dripped two drops of virtuous golden liquid on her body.
Then, stuffing the King Yu Ding back into his arms, he headed towards the back of the beach like an ordinary person.
Less than 2 minutes.
He sensed a terrifying aura approaching from behind, but he pretended not to notice anything, walking slowly on the beach.
Soon, Qin Tian noticed a divine sense passing by him.
He wasn't worried that the King Yu Ding on his body would be discovered, because the King Yu Ding was immune to spiritual thoughts, and spiritual thoughts couldn't detect it at all.
Sure enough, the divine sense quickly disappeared, and even the aura of the old man disappeared.
But Qin Tian didn't run away, he still walked like an ordinary person in a leisurely manner.
After half an hour.
The old man who turned into a god went back and forth, and once again released a huge divine sense to investigate the surroundings, but he was still ignored.
Author's digression: Second update
Chapter 225 White-eyed Dragon
Soon, Qin Tian entered the urban area, and changed his attire and appearance several times one after another. He didn't dare to fly with his sword. With his powerful soul, he could sense that the old man who turned into a god had been hovering around the city. .
Once there is a fluctuation of true energy, he will immediately sense it.
So, Qin Tian took a taxi and asked the driver to drive to the neighboring city.
more than an hour later.
Qin Tian got off the car in Linshi, but let out a heavy breath.
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