Chapter 3170 Why Is It Her Again?

An incomparably terrifying sword light flashed across his neck quickly, without any precautions, Master Yueyin was instantly wiped out, and his soul was also integrated into Dayu's soul-knot lamp.

Daoist Yueyin didn't even know who killed him even when he died. At that moment, his figure gradually floated above the ancient well.

"Do not!!!"

"Brother!!"

Immortal Wuyin and Immortal Shenyin screamed in unison, and their faces became extremely ugly. They never expected that at this moment, someone would make a secret move.

"Hmph, a bunch of stupid guys, what's the pity if they die? You all deserve to die."

Jiang Chen's voice echoed in the waters. Wei Xiaolong, Master Wuyin, and Master Shenyin all exclaimed and their breaths stopped. They never expected that the person who attacked from behind would be Jiang Chen. .

"Didn't he die in the hall of the ancient burning lamp Buddha? How could he be here?"

Wei Xiaolong gasped. Jiang Chen's death was already a certainty. How did he escape? This is simply unbelievable. They were sealed in the small world by them, and disappeared into the void along with the hall of the ancient Buddha, but he appeared here alive, and even killed the real person Yueyin. It's like a fantasy.

"This is impossible!"

Reverend Shenyin was also incomparably shocked, but the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't believe that Jiang Chen had indeed appeared again, and he had killed their junior brother, Reverend Yueyin, and taken away the pharmacist's spiritual spring. At this moment, Master Wuyin and Daoist Shenyin are about to collapse completely. The two junior brothers all died in the hands of Jiang Chen. If it wasn't for the fact that no one of them joined forces to fight against Chijiri Mahou, perhaps Jiang Chen's desire to obtain the pharmacist's spiritual spring would not have been so simple.

"There are many impossible things. You want to kill me, it's just a dream. Now, you can slowly enjoy the attack of Chijiri Mahou. Hahaha."

Jiang Chen turned into a stream of light, rushed straight between the ancient wells, and soared upwards.

"Damn it, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

"Jiang Chen, I am at odds with you!"

"Dog thief, you will definitely die without a place to bury you."

Wei Xiaolong was also furious. Although he didn't believe that Jiang Chen would appear in front of them, the result shocked him extremely. No matter what, Jiang Chen was not dead, which was a great threat to them.

If Jiang Chen survived for a day, the anger in their hearts would be hard to dissipate for a day. Now that Jiang Chen had killed Reverend Yueyin, the expressions of Reverend Wuyin and Reverend Shenyin were almost like pig livers. They also fell into a passive state at the first sight of the monkey's offensive.

It's a pity that Jiang Chen at this moment has already fled.

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In front of the thatched cottage, Monk Bazhe and Qingxuan also came late, looking at the celestial herbs and elixir that were all ruined all around, even Qingxuan felt extremely sorry.

"Oh, it's such a pity. This garden full of medicines was destroyed by someone. It really makes people beat their chests and feet."

If these elixir were given to Monk Tyrant, it might be able to make his injury recover as soon as possible.

But Qingxuan knows that the most important thing for them to come here is the pharmacist's spiritual spring. Only when they get the pharmacist's spiritual spring can the tyrant monk be able to recover quickly and grow up, no longer afraid of those forces who are looking for them everywhere, but They may be able to fight side by side again, and there is no need to continue to hide.

"I don't know where the pharmacist's spirit spring is."

Monk Bazhe also sighed. Although he found this place by relying on his perception of Medicine Master Liuli Buddha, it is unknown where Medicine Master Lingquan is, and they are still in deep trouble. Those who want to kill them.

"You are the reincarnated living Buddha."

A figure in white clothes appeared in front of Qingxuan and Monk Tyrant, and said lightly.

The woman's long hair is like a waterfall, her back is like a hook, and she meets Qingxuan's eyes, but finally falls on the monk Bazhe.

"Who are you?"

Qingxuan said in a deep voice, pointing at the woman in white.

"I'm here to get the God-Suppressing Monument."

The woman in white said lightly, without squinting.

"Want to take the God-Suppressing Monument? Hehe, what a big tone, who do you think you are?"

Qingxuan said with a sneer, his eyes were extremely cold, and his fists were clenched tightly. This battle may strike at any time.

"Those who stand in my way will be killed!"

The indifferent voice of the woman in white, like a machine, stepped forward with one step, and Qingxuan was directly shocked by the woman in white for two steps.

"Be careful! Qingxuan!"

Monk Tyrant felt the strength of the woman in white and said in a low voice.

"If you want the God-Suppressing Monument, pass me first."

Qingxuan was not afraid, and went straight to the woman in white, but the woman in white was not to be outdone, and the confrontation between the two broke out in an instant. God, the sword power is unstoppable, several shots, all of which made Qingxuan unable to start, and even the situation was extremely passive and dangerous. The women in white moved fiercely, and were more ferocious than men, and the battles between women were also more fierce. Bloody, both of them regarded death as home.

Qingxuan swears to the death to protect the overlord monk, while the woman in white swears to the death to kill those who stand in the way and win the God-Suppressing Monument.

"roll!"

The woman in white opens and closes, with arrogance, completely suppressing Qingxuan, making it impossible to expect a confrontation at all. The swords are fierce, and all three swords are inserted into Qingxuan's ribs, severely injuring Qingxuan.

"Qingxuan!"

Monk Bazhe was extremely worried and his face was pale, but at this moment, he had no way to help Qingxuan. He is now an out-and-out useless person.

"Do not!"

Monk Tyrant roared, and the sword of the woman in white landed between Qingxuan's throat.

"Clang!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing broke through the air, and the Heavenly Dragon Sword turned into a stream of light and returned to Jiang Chen's hands.

At that moment, Monk Tyrant trembled all over, his brows brimming with joy.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that familiar smell better than anyone else.

"Little Chen...you...you are still alive!"

Monk Tyrant was extremely excited. Jiang Chen was still alive, which was more important than anything else.

"There are many people who tried to kill me, but none of them succeeded."

Jiang Chen said lightly, but when he raised his head, his mind became disordered again.

It's her again! Why is it her again!