There was a joyful look in Pei Xihe's eyes.
Swinging this sword symbolized that she had completely entered another level of the sword.
Yuru Yucheng.
This Penglai Zhenzong magical power "Thirty-Six Tiangang Methods" is very powerful.
According to rumors, this method is a magical method that was formed during the evolution of heaven and earth.
The thirty-six methods are all unified, which is comparable to the ultimate Taoist magic, and the legendary magical power called Yuantian Technique.
But Jiu Xi is just a golden elixir after all.
How much power can be exerted?
And this sword mobilized all of Pei Xihe's energy, energy and spirit.
The most powerful sword she ever wielded.
It contains Zhao Qingtang's method of mobilizing spiritual energy with the Dao Heart using the Xinyi Dao, Zhao Hanfeng's teachings of more than two years, and her own understanding of what she has learned at this moment.
Sheng Sheng opened the door of turning stone into gold and headed towards Jiu Xi.
Jiu Xi's face was trembling.
How could she not see it.
The realm of this sword is that of Yuru Yucheng.
But how old is the female nun in front of me?
This strong breath of life is not even twenty.
Why was such a swordsman wizard an unknown person before?
A look of hatred flashed in her eyes, the golden color in her eyes had faded, and the originally indifferent pupils were filled with a bit of fierceness and unwillingness.
But there was no panic.
A golden light floated from beneath her feet.
The huge golden lotus bloomed instantly.
The eighteen-petal golden lotus is covered with mysterious Taoist symbols.
Pei Xihe squinted his eyes, but his six senses did not warn him.
It's just a way to escape.
As a saint of Penglai, even though her realm is low, she has a special status and holds considerable power in Penglai.
It would be strange if he could be killed so easily.
The sword fell on the golden lotus, wounding it and breaking three or four petals of the lotus, and its brilliance became much dimmed.
But space ripples spread out layer by layer.
Both Jiu Xi's figure and Jin Lian's trace disappeared.
There is still some space atmosphere left.
It seems that this method is good at escaping and guarding, and has the ability to jump through space.
Pei Xihe stood there and did not make any move.
Don't chase after the bad guys, besides, she didn't really want to fight Jiu Xi to the death.
Behind Jiuxi is the Penglai sect, and the saint is its front. Who knows what life-saving methods she has in her hands.
She put away the sword and put the Jinghong blade into the green wood scabbard given to her by Zhao Hanfeng.
The spiritual energy in the body was exhausted.
But now that she was able to overpower Jiu Xi, she couldn't help but feel a little comfortable in her heart.
Every inch of progress brings joy, which is a proof of one's strength.
If she waits until she breaks through to the first line of golden elixir, Jiu Xi may not be able to get out of a hundred swords under her hands at the same level.
Of course by that time Jiu Xi must have already reached the level of Jin Dan Zhenren.
The battlefield around them was chaotic, and the fight they had just broken out created a huge wave of air, destroying the surrounding area beyond appearance.
We must evacuate this place as soon as possible, otherwise, whether it is monsters or other monks, they will be attracted by the residual aura here.
She flapped her red wings, turned into a spiritual light, and jumped to the horizon.
And Pei Xihe couldn't help but think about it.
Jiu Xi pursues the Kunlun monks.
The battle between the disciples did not gather in one place, but the Kunlun side began to flee in four directions, and the Penglai disciples pursued them.
This can explain a lot of things.
It must be that together we are invincible, and we can only scatter in search of vitality and retain more power.
I thought that the turbulent battle before had come to an end.
As for the empress Yuan monk in Kunlun, he is only afraid of misfortune.
…………
All the flesh was turned into ashes, and the burning fireworks pushed the Samadhi Kamikaze to the extreme.
Han Chongzhi's cultivation level has been accelerated at this moment to the point where he is infinitely close to the cultivator of the Transformation of God.
He has been in the Yuan Empress for more than a hundred years. His soul is connected to Yuanying, and he has the tendency to transform into Yuanshen.
What stands in the distance now is his Nascent Soul.
The size and shape of his original body were reduced by several points.
The villain made a hand gesture, his eyes filled with joy.
The yellow samadhi divine wind has swallowed up all the five white thunders summoned by Daoyizhenjun Feng Sheng's small heavenly tribulation technique.
The dark clouds dispersed and the wind blew.
The surrounding gravel, sand, dust, weeds and dead branches were all rolled up.
The ground in this small world is shattering and cracking, and the rocks are split.
Feng Sheng and Jin Guang in mid-air showed pain on their faces.
Han Chongzhi pinched his hands.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe borrows the law!"
"Samadhi, soar in the sky!"
The terrifying wind force rose rapidly through the power of his burning body.
Bang!
Jinguang Zhenjun was seriously injured.
The divine wind of Samadhi not only damages the physical body, but also breaks the sea of consciousness of the soul.
She was able to hold on for so long because of her deep cultivation, but at this moment, she could no longer hold on.
Every part of his body was left with countless scars by the yellow divine wind.
Blood spurted out all over the sky, and her body completely shattered.
The extremely ferocious flesh and blood fell to the ground.
Jinguang Zhenjun's Nascent Soul came out wrapped in his soul, with a look of hatred on his face.
"Liuyun, today's revenge has been recorded in my golden light!"
Han Chongzhi was forced to this point by the two of them today, so how could he care about her threatening words.
Jinguang Zhenjun can no longer achieve success, and it is even more impossible to rely on her weak Nascent Soul to resist the divine wind of Samadhi.
Feng Sheng stood in mid-air, with several Dao patterns around his body flickering, resisting the erosion of the divine wind for him.
But the Taoist symbols are fading rapidly.
Regret also arose in his heart.
Who knew that Han Chongzhi would be so crazy that he directly burned his body to activate the divine wind of Samadhi.
It will take at least two to three hundred years for the physical body to be rebuilt, and it will even fall into a lower state.
But he burned with such determination, vowing to drag them both into the water.
The Small Heavenly Tribulation Technique had consumed seven or eighty-eight of his spiritual power, but now this protection could not even withstand ten breaths.
really.
Click.
The sound of breaking.
The divine wind of Samadhi swept through his body.
The dissipation of the dark clouds symbolized that the Little Heavenly Tribulation Technique was broken, and he was now no longer able to resist him.
In an instant, Feng Sheng's eyes flashed with cruelty.
Han Chongzhi had the determination, so why didn't he?
Before his body was shattered, a layer of fine flames suddenly appeared.
"Let's fight."
"Then come."
The sky was once again covered in a layer of thick black, with dark clouds and thunder.
His Nascent Soul emerged from the burning body.
It was destined to be destroyed, and it would be destroyed by his own hands.
The flesh serves as fuel, and pure and thick power pours into the Nascent Soul.
His eyes no longer had the ease and ease before, as if they were exposed to the cold edge of a sword.
"Come again!"
"Little calamity!"
"Dongtian Lei!"
call out!
White lightning burst out from the dark clouds again, and now it was surrounded by a golden halo.
This is already a Taoist power that surpasses the Nascent Soul Realm!
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