Pei Xihe moved unimpeded, and the methods of the city's guards she encountered along the way were easily penetrated by her tyrannical body and powerful magic power.
However, in a moment, she had already stepped in front of the City Lord's Mansion. With just one glance, she saw the stone tablet standing on the ground. It was a pale white color that looked like jade and had an extraordinary feeling. The three characters "City Lord's Mansion" were engraved on it.
This is a good treasure that can suppress luck, but it is not a treasure in the eyes of everyone in Xiancha.
Fine runes appeared in Pei Xihe's eyes, and what she saw and felt became more and more subtle. After a brief inspection, the coldness of her brows softened a bit, and her mana condensed into a big hand, about to put it in her bag.
The whole mansion suddenly trembled. The mansion opened eight doors in a Bagua formation. In an instant, auras of light rose from the ground and scattered into formations. The mysterious formations that came from each of the eight directions merged and condensed at the entrance of the mansion. She took out a huge spear, with a sheen as clear as glass, and the blue spear shot hard towards her body.
At the same time, two monks' auras broke out in the mansion and rushed towards the door of the mansion.
Pei Xihe looked around and saw that one was a child in a green robe who was in his early ten years, and the other was a plump and charming woman wrapped in a colorful dress.
Every time he made a move, he was struck by the magic power of the Mahayana realm, which was fierce and his face looked cold.
"He Fang Xiaoxiao actually dares to invade my city lord's mansion."
They spoke harshly on their faces, but deep down they had some doubts and speculations, and they all mobilized some of the power of the Tianji Formation to protect themselves.
Two of the four Mahayana masters in the city lord's palace went to the Dizhao City Gate to greet the enemy. They knew it, but now the intruders broke into the city. Many things were obvious. They were speculating on the cultivation of the woman in front of them. Why exactly will it happen?
Pei Xihe looked at the giant spear that was shooting. He waved his right hand, his sleeves fluttered with the wind, and strands of golden flames ignited in the wind. From shallow to thick, large golden flames covered the area in front of him. space.
This is still the true fire of the sun. Although the golden flames of the great sun can now move freely as she wishes, the consumption of mana will be greater.
The sound of crackling sparks was heard endlessly. The golden true fire was stained with the giant spear, and the hidden true meaning of the Fire Path flickered. However, in just two or three breaths, even Pei Xihe's body did not come close, and the big spear was completely wiped out. The color and the runes on the inscription dimmed and scattered into radiant embers.
Pei Xihe did not retain his cultivation. The magic power of the Celestial Realm wiped away the magic offensive of the two masters. The coercion filled the air and caused them to fall deeply from the air and fall to the ground.
The Mahayana cultivators behind him had already arrived, their expressions were complex and different, but they had obviously reached a consensus, and they all showed a bit of formidable murderous intent.
Min Xiao was still one step ahead, frowning, with a hint of intimidation and evil in his voice.
"Naughty girl, don't think that you can do whatever you want after you reach the heavenly realm."
"Your magic power has not yet reached the level recorded in the ancient books and turned into a spirit. It means that you have not yet condensed the fairy fetus demon body. Then you should have just stepped into the realm."
"There are more than ten Mahayana cultivators in Dizhao City! We also have the inheritance of ancient secrets and magical powers. You are so arrogant. Today we will teach you to behave."
Behind Pei Xihe were more than a dozen Mahayana practitioners, and there were also Mahayana practitioners from the three university palaces rushing over.
As they said, Pei Xihe has not been in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation and condense the true body of the Dharma. His first-level cultivation is not yet deep, and their Emperor Zhao City is the core of the power of the Xiancha human race. It has been accumulated for thousands of years. Strength and mastery of means can occupy a place among ancient races such as Rakshasa and Barbarian Demon.
If he really uses all his means, he might really be able to control the newly promoted Heavenly Immortal Realm.
They were so coveted.
They were all keenly aware of the secret behind Pei Xihe's ability to reach the Celestial Immortal Realm and enter the Immortal Temple three times. If they could capture this girl and find out all the secrets hidden in the female cultivator in front of them, it would be called the Immortal Temple human race. It is not an illusion to become the master of this world!
Kong Cijing, a Mahayana cultivator at Fuyue Tower, let out a soft chuckle, and ripples rippled through the air.
"Come!"
As she called softly, a ray of clear light came from not far away, where Fuyue Tower was located.
The clear light appeared, and it turned out to be a crescent moon, completely blue, light and dusty, and there was a faint purple light jumping on the moon blade, which was strange and evil.
It is the most precious treasure in the building, an acquired divine item with great power.
Just like her, every master is summoning the powerful means at their disposal. Dizhao City was their home court. Although the formation in this city was flawless by Pei Xihe, it could still barely function, adding some blessings to them.
And although they each belong to the four forces of the Three University Palaces and the City Lord's Palace, they have been inherited in this city for a long time and have successfully dealt with the bombardment plans of various clans time and time again. How can they become enemies?
They had a tacit understanding, and before Pei Xihe had time to react, mana surged, condensing similar but different runes at the beginning. As the breath circulated, Pei Xihe felt a little afraid.
When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.
Pei Xihe was surrounded by Mahayana monks, and he was pressed by the pressure from the formation. She watched them form this mysterious rune, which should be some kind of Taoist magic circle, which made each other feel like they were connected with each other. The aura became more and more powerful, and their magic power was fused through this, and they faintly exploded. It emits an aura that is not weaker than the heavenly realm.
The Tianguang Sword was already in her palm. Pei Xihe did not make a preemptive strike, but continued to use the spell. He held the stone tablet in his powerful hand and successfully put it into the underworld.
Now that he has this object, Pei Xihe no longer has to worry about what they will do to the stone tablet.
The corners of her lips curled up, and she clenched the handle of the knife with her right hand. The blade trembled, echoing the fluctuations in her thoughts at the moment.
If the people of Xiancha are aware of current affairs and they cannot understand the mystery in this stele, Pei Xihe will also take out one or two compensating things from the Yin Palace and exchange them.
At this moment, she already understood that the Mahayana in this city was determined not to give up his coveting of her, and intended to control herself, know all the secrets, and gain a glimpse of the opportunity to transcend this world and become a heavenly being.
In this case, Pei Xihe is not a soft-hearted person. She has always known that giving in will not bring others to stop.
Just cut off all their wishful thinking with one blow!
Pure golden fireworks burst out from her body, and the terrifying temperature burned the space into a faint gray black of nothingness.
The major masters had launched an offensive against Pei Xihe. She rose up with the momentum, the sky light waved in her hand, and the shadow of the knife flew.
Stab, prick, chop, chop, sweep, tease, push, and cut.
Pei Xihe's sword skills have reached the ultimate level. The true meaning of the sword is magnificent and majestic. Even the most basic sword moves can be transformed into magic. The surging sword energy sweeps away, splitting open the round that kills in front of him. Crescent moon!
(End of chapter)
