Jiang Mingzhu gave Ming Linlang a strange look.
"Is she a loser?"
Pei Xihe Shiran finished his seventh bowl of rice.
"I can hear you, thank you."
Her body is comparable to the body of a demon god, and no matter how much she eats, it will only be transformed into the power of flowing blood.
Ming Linlang pursed her lips and smiled.
"Would you like to order another table?"
Pei Xihe had eaten about three-quarters of the twenty-some dishes on the table, and now the plates were all bottomed out.
"enough."
Pei Xihe licked the corners of his lips.
The taste is really good. When she finds a good time to sell some of her spiritual material resources, she will naturally be able to exchange for enough spiritual stones, and then go to Xunjia Restaurant to have a good meal.
Jiang Mingzhu put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands.
Her body was elegant, and there was nothing wrong with her every move. She moved smoothly and smoothly.
He stood up and looked at Pei Xihe.
"I'm leaving first. Tomorrow we will have a competition to see which one is higher and which one is lower."
Pei Xihe was looking at her, their sharp edges were exactly opposite each other, and there seemed to be invisible sparks coming out.
"I'm also looking forward to tomorrow."
After Jiang Mingzhu left the private room, Ming Linlang said: "Jiang Mingzhu is very powerful. If I hadn't taken advantage of the opportunity of bloodline awakening, I might not have been able to break through the golden elixir first. You have to be careful."
Pei Xihe nodded.
Jiang Mingzhu is a talent that has not been seen in thousands of years in the Jiang family. How could it be so simple?
It's just that I am not simple either.
"Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me. Since I have finished my meal, I will go ahead."
"Um."
Ming Linlang nodded and stood up.
"I've already settled the bill, let's go together."
The two of them went out to Yinxianju together, said goodbye and returned to their respective places.
………………
The second day.
One of the forty-nine small worlds welcomed two people to compete on this day.
The figures of Pei Xihe and Jiang Mingzhu fell into this world at the same time.
"Is that really my former Kunlun Pei Xihe?"
"Really, she, isn't she dead?"
"She is alive and participating in the competition, can't you see?"
"What does it mean, the one-yuan sword? What kind of small sect is this? How dare she betray the sect?"
Pei Xihe couldn't hear the gossip in the audience. She looked at Jiang Mingzhu opposite.
"Kunlun, Jiang Mingzhu."
"Use the Yiyuandao, Pei Xihe."
After the two of them reported their names, Jiang Mingzhu never asked why she should switch to another school, or which sect the Shang Yiyuan Sword belonged to. She was from the Jiang family, and she had read the classics about the Shang Yiyuan Sword.
The ivy on his wrist suddenly shot out.
The black hair suddenly turned into a vine that looked like a dragon, and the power of the Heavenly Vine was fully demonstrated.
The moment Pei Xihe shot out his green hair, he already held the Skylight Sword in his hand, and the nine-color brilliance on the blade shone and flickered.
Several vines that were stabbing around her like knives and spears were cut off with a single knife.
The terrifying power of heavenly gold condensed into invisible air waves around her body, and every tiny ivy that tried to entangle her body was shattered into pieces.
This Babel Vine has ancient bloodline, is not afraid of ordinary water and fire, and has the meaning of endless life.
But it was useless against Pei Xihe. Jiang Mingzhu knew that this move was just to buy time for herself to perform Taoism. She was not a Taoist cultivator, but a Dharma cultivator.
The two white jade palms came together to form a mysterious hand seal.
The blood in the body suddenly flowed rapidly, and all the power of Emperor Jiang who had been dormant in it was awakened, and a terrifying illusion of a god was drawn behind him.
She sent people to carefully collect Pei Xihe's previous two competitions. The pair of spiritual wings had terrifying speed. Even she couldn't come up with a solution in a short time, so she had to buy time.
The moment Pei Xihe came closer, the Tao seal in Jiang Mingzhu's hand had already formed.
Terrifying traces of Tao Yun were brewing and erupting around her.
"The art of ten thousand trees."
"Xuan Zong of Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi's root, prove my magical power!"
Her red lips opened slightly, and a bright green gold color burst out in her eyes.
"Xuanmujie!"
Countless terrifying branches and vines stretched out from behind him, and the terrifying air waves brought by the mysterious shadow knocked Pei Xihe away, widening the distance.
Pei Xihe's spiritual energy was concentrated on his toes, and he tapped the air twice to stabilize his figure.
The Skylight Sword in his hand was swung, and countless blades collided with the outstretched wooden branches. It actually erupted with a sound like the collision of gold and stone, and he did not expect it to be cut off like the green hair before.
Jiang Mingzhu had obviously seen the sharp edge she showed yesterday, so she didn't hold back at this moment and struck hard every time she struck.
Even Emperor Jiang's bloodline was activated at the first moment, using the blood pressure to repel Pei Xihe's approach.
She needs to be more serious too.
A few wisps of tiny golden flames were like flying divine birds, swirling around the long knife. The temperature seemed to be capable of burning mountains and boiling seas. The black wood calamity, which was not afraid of the sharp edge of Tianguang Dao, was completely ignited by the golden flame.
Jiang Mingzhu's eyes were a little frightened.
This golden flame was the flame that was in the hidden realm of the gods that day. Unexpectedly, Pei Xihe actually refined it for his own use. With such a powerful existence, I am afraid that all cultivators in the world will be burned out.
Is this her chance?
All the branches summoned by Xuanmujie were burned clean, and the Taoist magic backfired. Jiang Mingzhu felt a tremor inside, and her blood flowed backwards, being suppressed by the blood of Emperor Jiang in her body.
With a sword like light, countless silk-like swords came towards Jiang Mingzhu, and there was a tingling sensation on her skin, as if she was being cut apart by the swords.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Mingzhu unleashed all the spiritual power in her body.
She is a first-line golden elixir. She practices three Taoist scriptures, the Jiang family's emperor tactics, the master's lineage skills, and Taohua Ancestor's self-created Taoist scriptures. The three methods are combined into one, and they can explode in an instant, no less than any other. The early stage of Jindan.
With violent spiritual power, Pei Xihe crushed the sword that was close to him. At this moment, Jiang Mingzhu made a hand with his right hand, formed a tiny spiritual formation in the palm of his hand, and swung it out.
The sword pierced the magic circle.
Jiang Mingzhu pointed out.
The shadow behind him made the same move, and all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swept up and merged into this finger.
"Emperor kills!"
Pei Xihe's body erupted with terrifying golden flames.
There seemed to be an extremely sharp cry, the true fire of the sun. In Pei Xihe's current state, he couldn't use all his power, but it was enough.
The imperial pressure was silently resolved when it came over Pei Xihe. This kind of mental pressure had no effect on her.
Real fire breaks wood, and Jiang Mingzhu is destined to be restrained by her.
Only the Fusang sacred tree can resist the burning of the sun's true fire. Unfortunately, Jiang Mingzhu's destiny is not this sacred tree, but the Babel Vine.
The light of the sword transformed into a flying divine dragon and rushed forward. The divine dragon instantly disintegrated into numerous shadows of swords, fighting against the phantom guarding Jiang Mingzhu behind her, and annihilating each other bit by bit.
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