There was some sarcasm on the face of the charming Rakshasa woman.
It's just a human race in the Golden Core realm. Although it seems to be faster than others in the same realm, and even some Nascent Souls are not as fast as it, but if he can escape this mouthful of blood in front of her like this, he must be looking down on her.
The Rakshasa woman stretched out her right hand, and the three Rakshasa men with faces as ferocious as evil ghosts around her felt the flowing ghost power, and showed respectful expressions on their faces.
In fact, she has always spoken in Rakshasa language, but Pei Xihe is a divine bird. He can listen and understand the language of the world, and he will understand its meaning when it reaches his ears.
The Rakshasa girl's face remained as usual, with a smile on her face, and black ghost power flowed on her fingertips in an instant.
"Yin Luo ghost evil spirits reverse yin and yang."
As he spoke, a terrifying black vortex appeared in the sky, and a skeletal hand suddenly stretched out from it. It was a big white bone hand with countless sharp bone spurs on it.
Pressing directly in the direction where Pei Xihe fled, all the space there was condensed in an instant.
Pei Xihe felt the astonishing pressure from the big bone hand, and secretly thought in his heart that the Rakshasa clan was trained by evil ghosts who cannibalize people, and their race was born to be ghost cultivators.
And unlike the ghost cultivators in the human race, whose bodies are often eroded by yin energy and become weak, the Rakshasa ghost bodies of their race are extremely powerful beings.
When that big bone hand fell down brazenly, there were countless runes hidden in the void that flickered, sealing off the entire space.
On the golden elixir in her body, majestic immortal power emerged from the mysterious Dao patterns and turned into body armor. A dojo opened under her feet, which was dozens of times more powerful than what was displayed during the sect competition. , but not enough.
The terrifying white bones and big claws carried a ghostly aura, as if there was an innocent soul crying, which captured people's hearts and souls in an instant.
The silver-purple demonic power in the Niwan Palace at the center of her eyebrows shines brightly, eliminating this soul-stealing method that is part of the secret technique of Rakshasa.
You can't escape this move, you can only resist it.
The sky-light knife in Pei Xihe's hand suddenly appeared, white light poured in, candles illuminated thousands of faces, the true fire of the sun around him turned into a three-legged golden crow, the sky, the moon, and the bright hairpin surged out, using all his strength to resist this The bombardment of bone claws.
The beautiful face of the Rakshasa girl now showed some surprise.
He's just cultivating alone, so why does he have the aura of a demon god on his body? Could it be a mixture of the remnants of the demon gods and those weak human races?
If he really eats her, will he be picked out by those powerful survivors? Then the gain outweighs the loss.
The demon god remnants are much stronger than the Rakshasa clan, and they are particularly protective of their calves. A mouthful of blood food mixed with thin demon god blood is indeed more delicious, but if it is detected by some means, it will not end well for itself.
It was during this moment that she was distracted, Pei Xihe blocked the big claw, and all the wounds that had just healed on her body exploded, and even white bones were exposed on her arms.
The majestic impact caused her inner breath to become disordered, her energy and blood flowed backwards, and turbid blood overflowed from the corners of her lips.
I don't know why the Rakshasa girl didn't take advantage of this opportunity to strike with thunder, but she took advantage of this opportunity to fly upside down. All her strength was used to condense her wings and spread her wings. Her speed exploded to the extreme, and she disappeared in an instant. In front of these three men and one woman.
The three male Rakshasa looked a little confused.
"Tatar?"
The name of this Rakshasa girl is Taman. She shook her head, forget it, living in this fairy temple, everyone has to be careful to live a slightly stable life. If he devours this female cultivator, he will attract the demon god. Even if there is only a small possibility of surviving, it is not cost-effective and cannot be gambled on.
Just let this female Xiu go, and this is not the only thing left and right.
Although the realm is the same, her strength and status are obviously far superior to those of the three male Rakshasa.
"Let's go, I smell the fragrance of flesh and blood again."
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Pei Xihe sensed that there was no breath chasing him behind him, and he did not dare to stop easily until he was flying thousands of miles away and the power in his body was almost exhausted.
She gathered some strength and reluctantly landed on the ground. She leaned against a towering tree and found a hiding place. She cast the Dust Purification Technique to control the bloody aura from her body, so as not to cause other dangers.
All the runes behind him had dissipated, and the whole person's aura was extremely sluggish. There were large wounds on his limbs, and there were many white bones exposed in many places, with a dark ghostly energy eroding them, making it impossible for the body to heal itself.
This is the Rakshasa ghost energy of the Rakshasa clan. It is very powerful. Pei Xihe endured the severe pain and drove the golden fire to burn. This black ghost energy was restrained by Zhiyang's true fire, but because it contained the power of transforming gods into ghosts. , and it took a lot of effort to get rid of it.
The ghost energy on the wound was burned and refined, and new flesh and blood began to be regenerated.
Pei Xihe flicked his storage ring and took out a bottle of fifth-grade healing elixir from inside. He swallowed it whole. The power of the medicine melted in the body and repaired the broken meridians in the body together with Shenwu blood. The inner breath gradually eased. It felt a lot better.
Her eyes were full of fear. She transformed into a god and became famous in the world. For herself at this moment, it was an unbridgeable gap. In addition, this world was in ancient times. These ancient relics who existed in the world were carrying blood Talent will only become stronger.
If the god-transformed Rakshasa girl just came after her, she would have no choice but to activate the golden flames of the sun, which would injure the enemy by eight hundred and injure herself by a thousand.
Strength, strength!
In this fairy temple, only enough strength can protect oneself.
Pei Xihe's mind continued to calm down from the violent fluctuations of escaping from death. How could Han Fan really bring a huge opportunity to her for nothing? She understood that what she needed most at this moment was to break through to the Nascent Soul realm and improve her ability to protect herself.
The beast bracelet in her storage ring moved strangely.
After checking the safety of the surrounding environment again, she took off the beast bracelet and released Helian Jiucheng.
The white fox had been in seclusion for recuperation. When he got out of the beast bracelet, he saw Pei Xihe looking embarrassed. There was a gloating smile in his eyes, but he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Isn't this Tianxu China?"
Pei Xihe glanced at him and didn't want to answer him, but Heng Ji was in seclusion in another beast bracelet, and the fox was still of some use.
"This is the Eternal Immortal Temple."
The white fox's eyes suddenly changed. He was born in the Nine-tailed Fox Clan in the Upper Immortal Realm, so he had naturally heard of this name. The Upper Immortal Realm had no connection with it, so there would be descendants of the rich clans who had not yet transformed into immortals and wanted to use other names. Small Thousand Worlds is the medium to enter it.
The rules of the Xiaoqian World have certain restrictions on the strength of powerful people in the big clans. It is not that easy to enter. Those who can enter are all from prominent backgrounds, blessed by their ancestors, and possessing magic weapons. But even these descendants of powerful people in the immortal world have lost countless lives.
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