As the sound fell, Chen Luan was a music cultivator. The jade flute she held in her hands was completely green, like it was made of emerald. The holes where the sound was produced shone with tiny runes, and the majestic power blasted towards Pei Xihe's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Chen Ying's magic power surged all over his body, and the dojo opened in an instant. He made a hand seal with his hands, and suddenly with his body as the center point, black magic power spread out like a swamp, spreading towards the surroundings, as if in the blink of an eye, there was no light around him, and everything was pitch black. .
This is not a visual darkness, but a magic technique that erases all perceptions.
Han Yu was holding a silver whip, and his figure seemed to turn into a ray of light, and he suddenly approached Pei Xihe's body. The black magic curtain seemed to have no hindrance to her, and he threw out the whip in his hand.
The whip was long and slender, made of silver, and divided into nine sections. Infused with its spiritual power, it extended infinitely, falling towards Pei Xihe like a silver python.
Wherever it passed, there was an explosive sound mixed with the air, and even the space was faintly unstable.
Obviously this is not the first time that the three of them have joined forces. They are interlocking with each other. First, they severely damage the opponent's sea of consciousness and gain the upper hand. Then they use this magic technique to suppress the opponent's cultivation and confuse their perception.
100% of the power of this silver whip can be 120% effective with blessing.
But when the silver whip fell to where Pei Xihe was, a silver-white sword light suddenly appeared.
The center of her eyes were ink gold, but the corners of her eyes were flowing with silver-purple light. The Taoist Demon is one of the three supreme demons. When Pei Xihe uses it, he will not be suppressed by any demonic cultivator.
The curtain transformed by this magic power is useless.
When Chen Luan's jade flute sound turned into a heavy hammer and was about to penetrate the sea of consciousness, the small soul body in her clay ball was filled with divine radiance, and the divine black soul power had already swept away everything.
Pei Xihe waited in the darkness for a moment, waiting for the third person to fall into the trap.
Like thunder, the light of the sword collided with the long whip. The three men cooperated with each other to launch the offensive in just a few breaths. They wanted to capture Pei Xihe quickly, but how could Pei Xihe leave them a breath?
Han Yu's eyes changed slightly. It seemed that Chen Luan's sound attack and Chen Ying's Yongye Taoism did not cause any obstacles to this female cultivator? It was really powerful, and then a fierce fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, this person was indeed extraordinary.
She did not panic. She turned her body upside down and flew with the silver whip, transforming into thousands and thousands of silver snake spirits.
Pei Xihe turned her wrist and kept her body motionless, but she waved out a series of sword shadows to cut off all the silver snakes into scattered rays of light. She stretched out her right foot a little bit in front of her, and her figure suddenly disappeared.
Han Yu was startled, and the spiritual power all over his body exploded, with a faint tendency to turn into mana. If he was baptized by the thunder, he would naturally transform.
When Pei Xihe slashed his body with a knife, Han Yu's body glowed with a pale white aura, and suddenly turned into six white moons.
The White Moon Saint of Fuyue Tower is the most qualified among the disciples of the generation.
There was a cold light in her eyes, and the six-round white moon suddenly flicked Pei Xihe's Skylight Saber away. She muttered silently: "In December, you will face the sky, and in June, you will break through the clouds!"
At this moment, the two brothers Chen Luan and Chen Ying each used their magical powers to rush towards Pei Xihe. They must have discovered that their attacks against the sea of consciousness were ineffective against him. The feeling seemed to destroy Pei Xihe's body here.
The Skylight Sword in Pei Xihe's hand was shaken away by the white moon, with a look of shock in her eyes, and the force of the shock made her jaw ache.
At this moment, Chen Luan's sound attack has arrived, with something certain to win in his eyes. This mysterious sound wave actually coincides with the movement of the human body. When it collides with it, it penetrates all-pervasively, causing the physical body to tremble with the tremor of the sound wave, from the inside out. , enough to shatter the body into pieces!
Black light appeared all over Chen Ying's body, he made a hand seal with his hands, and a big demon was sacrificed by him.
"Big Black Devil! Go!"
The demonic body was transformed by the black mist, with a pair of scarlet eyes filled with evil aura. He held a spear condensed with magic power and attacked Pei Xihe.
Han Yu used the six-wheeled white moon to escape from the trap. She looked heroic and her eyebrows were sharp, and she did not dare to be underestimated. The moment the two brothers Chen Luan and Chen Ying took action, her eyebrows flashed a little gold, and a round of white light suddenly formed again. moon.
The seven white moons reflected each other, and golden patterns appeared on its surface.
July Wheel of Kills!
Her face turned pale, and in an instant, the seven platinum moon discs turned into running water and poured into her long whip. When she waved it, a huge silver snake appeared, which seemed to be able to swallow light and the moon.
The three cultivators who were about to reach the state of transformation took action together. After a brief trial, they went all out and their auras were astonishingly terrifying.
Pei Xihe narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt a little sigh in his heart. He was indeed the evil genius of Dizhao City.
She waved her hand and threw it, and the Skylight Sword flew out of her hand and flew into the air, controlled by her will.
Pei Xihe's left hand contains the spiritual power of Tianguang Wuji, and his right hand contains the magic power of the Taoist Demon.
Spirits and demons work together, with demonic power as the core, and the three paths return to their origin. Let’s get a glimpse of the great path.
The true form of myself!
A miraculous figure appeared behind her. It looked the same as the Nascent Soul figure in Pei Xihe's Dantian. It was dressed in red clothes and had golden clouds flowing all over its body.
It is as simple as a totem passed down from ancient times and shines brightly, with a blue moon and a red sun, demon statues, immortals, golden crows and demon gods, flowing seas of stars, and thousands of mountains and rivers.
The place filled with brilliance is her domain! Except for her, everyone else is suppressed by Taoism. This is Pei Xihe's now perfect Nascent Soul dojo, which is a huge loss. In a flash, her aura has soared to its peak.
Tianguang slashed his sword in the air, and the huge sword condensed. The figure projected by Pei Xihe moved and held the condensed sword.
Smooth everything out!
Three figures flew out, their expressions were horrified, their faces were pale and there were blood on their lips, it was because they had been severely injured.
The mana in Pei Xihe's body quickly flowed into the form of her true self. She was consuming every moment to maintain this dojo. The next moment, the figure had collapsed, and there were still 20-30% of the mana in her body.
But it was enough. It was enough to defeat these three people. As long as the bronze medals on their bodies were shattered, she would be able to gather more than 6,000 inspirations. No matter what happened after that, she had the means to escape and survive the rest. time.
She took the initiative to attack, the long knife fell into her hand again, the rune covered her body, and she attacked and killed Chen Luan.
Facing its unwilling and disbelieving gaze, she eliminated it with a single blow, and inspiration poured in. She now has 5,600 of them.
Chen Luan couldn't believe that Pei Xihe had used such a shocking Taoist technique, and now he still had some power left!
And Pei Xihe seemed to see the space in front of him faintly fluctuating for a moment?
An extremely friendly aura leaked out of it, tugging at her mind. Through this gap, Chen Ying and Han Yu used their last resort to escape.
Under such a fierce fight, there was no one around. Pei Xihe was the only one here at this moment. Her expression softened and she stretched out her hand to touch the fluctuating space node.
A fairy shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
This is the ancient immortal who once had a dream.
(End of chapter)
