Naturally, Pei Xihe will not reveal the aura of the demon clan, because he is an innate creature, loved by heaven and earth, and is essentially a chaotic creature. However, with the blood of the Divine Crow, he can transform into the Great Sun Divine Crow, and he is born to restrain this attribute of the dragon.
She held the sky light in her hand, and golden fireworks surged all over her body. It was the true fire of the sun, and it was so hot that the air made a low roar.
Pei Xihe's body whirled, and the long knife in his hand suddenly fell forward, reducing complexity into simplicity. He slashed it with pure force, causing the dragon's claws to vibrate. Qiu Rong secretly thought something bad, but it was already too late, and was struck by the golden flames. Contaminated, his palm instantly burned, affecting the body.
"What kind of flames? It can be so powerful!"
She was extremely surprised. In the Golden Crow clan, only the Golden Crows with relatively pure bloodline could control the true fire of the sun. The ordinary crows were all driven by the Golden Crow fire that drove their own birth. Their spirits were crow-shaped and red-gold.
What's more, the Golden Crow clan has disappeared from the Upper Immortal Realm for too long, and this Qiurong is the "Mountain King" of "Qixia Forest". The inheritance he received is limited, so it is naturally difficult to identify him. However, just this one encounter has already made him aware of his danger.
She made a prompt decision and withdrew her magic power. She refused to resist Pei Xihe and allowed the golden fire to continue to spread. But with a ruthless look behind him, he used his other hand as a blade and cut off the palm stained with golden flames with one stroke.
Qiu Rong's body swept back for several miles, but Pei Xihe did not pursue him. At this time, his body was wrapped in red-striped armor. It was Chifeng Huangji who had almost lost his life when he resisted Liu Qingci carrying a ray of true spirit. armor.
During the three hundred years of thunder tribulation, it was repaired with fairy crystals in the Yin Palace, and it has now returned to its original appearance.
She had just used the power of her armor and body to resist the torrent of gray mana, and at the same time, she drew her sword towards Qiurong.
Pei Xihe's mind changed, and he had gained some understanding of the strength of the two parties in this first brief confrontation.
When Han Xiang saw that Pei Xihe was resisting one of his spells and still had enough energy to attack Qiu Rong, the golden flames screamed at him to retreat, and he had no choice but to cut off his claws after withdrawing his strength.
In the next moment, he muttered words, and mysterious power surged out of his body, turning into actual mantras between his mouth.
The power Han Xiang exerts is only a thread, or a bridge connecting the two ends.
In an instant, there were winds and thunders surging between the sky and the earth, and the rain fell suddenly, like silver needles pouring from the sky.
Han Xiang's eyes were filled with coldness, this was the "rain-inviting witchcraft".
Like needles and raindrops, they can easily penetrate the early body of the immortal, and the water spirits of heaven and earth will turn into his assistance. The evil connotation of rain can even target the golden flame and strange fire.
Not even a drop of blood fell from Qiurong's broken right palm, and a brand new palm suddenly grew out of her. Her brows suddenly surged with anger, breaking her original strategizing calmness. There was a roar in her mouth, and it turned into a body in the blink of an eye. A big purple-black dragon seventeen feet long came.
Apparently shocked by Pei Xihe's "celestial realm" strength, he appeared in demonic form and used all his strength.
Part of its body is hidden in the clouds and mist, and its scales are like crystal, clear and diamond-shaped, reflecting the strange purple light, dyeing the sky and clouds into lavender. Look at the budding head, which seems to be about to grow horns.
It is of the genus Quadrupedus, with the body of a fish and the tail of a snake. Its sound is like a mandarin duck, and it eats without swelling.
Pei Xihe already knew about his heels, but what surprised her even more was the male cultivator. That was the strange aura she had noticed before.
"Han Xiang, why don't you take action with all your strength!"
"Her pressure makes me tremble. She must have extraordinary bloodline. Even the bloodline of the demon god is uncertain. We must not relax!"
Han Xiang's expression changed drastically when Qiurong revealed his true form, and when he heard these words, he even frowned.
"Xuanming is in a state of constant change, and there is a great wilderness for eternity. The rain from the sky is like a flood, and the sky is filled with rain."
He recited the mantra, and in a blink of an eye, the magnificent Dharma appeared behind him! Rather than a human form, it is a ferocious beast with bone spurs.
Pei Xihe narrowed his eyes and determined his origins.
The ancient scroll records: "Having a family lineage, magic spells to subjugate gods, and power to communicate with gods and demons, women are called witches and men are called 觋."
The blood of the women of this clan is often far more mellow than that of the men, and their skills are even more sophisticated. They are often passed down as female clan leaders, so they are also called the witch clan.
The true form of the Dharma that the male cultivator in front of is clearly built in the shape of "Xuan Ming", the ancestral witch of rain among the twelve ancestral witches, and some of its divine power can be traced back.
I never thought that I would enter this immortal world for the first time. I originally wanted to meditate for a while before making plans, but now I was killed by this person.
Pei Xihe activated the mana all over his body, and the soul in Jiang Palace opened his eyes. The ancient totem behind him spread out a halo of chaos, and he was clad in golden fireworks, using the power of real fire to resist the witchcraft.
The heaven and earth here were wet and rainy, and a dry and hot place was formed with her as the center, which Han Xiang couldn't believe.
This shamanic Taoism has grown in power under the blessing of the Dharma Body, and has the power to dissolve the magic power. However, it is unable to stop this golden flame. What kind of strange fire is it?
And Pei Xihe slashed into the sky with a sword, golden flames rose, the sun cleared through the fog, the clouds disappeared and the rain fell, the majestic sword energy rolled out, all the magic power emerged, and under the power of the elixir, he had already recovered to seven or eight, and he was no less impressive at this moment. The middle stage of immortality.
Thousands of candles are shining, and there are fluctuations of the secret power of time. This technique was learned in the Tianwei True Demon in the past, and there is the wonder of time in it. When it is illuminated by the light of the sword, the Dharma phase stagnates for an instant.
Han Xiang looked horrified, and Pei Xihe also slashed towards his face.
The Qiurong on the side had a pair of green dragon eyes that shone brilliantly, blending into the clouds, rain and mist, and silently attacked him from the back. Now her greed for the treasures of this ascended cultivator has been completely wiped out, and she is completely coveting his blood.
This female cultivator can suppress her with her bloodline, and her excellence is obvious. If she can swallow and refine it, her path to dragon transformation will be smoother many times!
The snake wants to turn into a dragon, and the dragon wants to turn into a dragon. This is the desire engraved in the blood of her clan of "Nether Purple Pythons".
Pei Xihe struck down with his sword, and its power was far beyond that of the ordinary mid-level Immortal. However, a stone bell leapt out of Han Xiang's body, and it was completely black. It quickly grew in size and covered him in it, and he withstood the sword.
The witches are good at summoning gods through magic, but their physical bodies are a bit weaker than their counterparts in the same realm, so they naturally have treasures to protect themselves.
The giant dragon behind Pei Xihe had already opened its huge mouth. The mouth was completely black, with a single purple light shining, full of terrifying devouring power, which was the magical power that activated it.
At this moment, Pei Xihe's old strength has gone and new strength has not yet emerged. This is the good opportunity Qiurong has been waiting for!
But when she swallowed the female cultivator's body in one gulp, she found that it was just an illusion condensed by magic power.
Pei Xihe's previous stab was a deliberate flaw. She didn't want to get rid of Han Xiang first, but the dragon demon Qiurong! She had previously split part of the clouds and mist, interrupting the original cycle, naturally breaking the confinement of witchcraft to this place. Then she slashed with a knife and escaped from her shell with a water-light phantom body, instantly using the magical power of the World and Heaven Pearl.
She stood behind Qiurong, wearing golden clothes and eyes as bright as fire.
The Tianguang Sword suddenly came out, and thousands of overlapping sword shadows appeared, carrying the unparalleled true meaning of the sword. It was the third sword technique "Wind and Thunder Wuwu" that was comprehended, and it was extremely fast!
But I saw the golden flames lingering on the blade, and it flew away in an instant. It grew from small to large, rose to a height of twelve feet, and suddenly slashed towards Qiurong Jiao's head!
Pei Xihe's eyes were sharp, and the magic power pouring out from the right hand was flowing into the blade. Everything happened in the room of lightning and flint.
The golden fire on the blade was naturally the golden flame of the sun, not the real fire of the sun. She immediately stimulated the blood of Shenwu, and the pressure of the blood made Qiurong Jiao's body stiff, and it was difficult to move for a while, so she could only resist.
Bang!
Something heavy fell to the ground with a crash, pouring into the blue sky, dyeing the continuous rain with scarlet blood.
As soon as Han Xiang came out of the stasis of time under the thousands of candles, he saw the decapitated dragon falling into the muddy mountainous area in front of him!
