This technique is a first-class one. It was once the foundation of a true demon's all-powerful status. After obtaining it, it was found that it is more suitable for a body like Pei Xihe who has both yin and yang. It has extraordinary growth potential and has helped her kill powerful enemies in the world of saints and demons.
Pei Xihe used to refine the true sun fire, Qingluan fire, Bi Fangyan and other fires into his pupils, but it was a pity that they were destroyed by thunder in the Golden Crow Divine Land.
Now she has re-condensed her fire eyes, and uses the true fire of the sun as the foundation, supplemented by the glazed flames hidden in the Emperor's Song in the Yin Palace, the Nine Infant Evil Fire, the Chongming Divine Fire, the Suzaku Red Flame and other extraordinary fires, making it even more powerful!
As Pei Xihe's mind stirred up, a pillar of terrifyingly bright fire shot up into the sky in an instant, taking away more than 30% of her mana. The sound was powerful enough to make people's hearts tremble, and seemed to burn their souls into ashes.
Fire Ben Kemu!
Zhuo Qingmao was even more surprised in his heart, this woman was actually proficient in ice and fire Taoism.
But Pei Xihe only saw the male cultivator and his eight-foot body being engulfed in flames, with a flash of silver-gray luster.
She used her magic power to condense her palms and brought back eighteen brass medals.
The carved dragon Xuanluan is carved on the top, with the ancient Chinese and Indian seal characters "Qian". It may seem light and flimsy, but it is quite substantial. Thinking that it can be preserved in the Burning Heaven Technique, it must be made of extraordinary materials.
Pei Xihe put all the eighteen mustard seeds in the storage. This object cannot be taken away from this place. When Zhuo Qingmao was almost erased by her, the divine object tried to save him from danger, but he also took out the saved bronze medal. .
This man was quite capable. The trial had just begun before the fight, but he found eighteen of them in less than a quarter of an hour. Perhaps that was also the case. He was afraid that others would snatch them from him, so when he saw Pei Xihe falling on the ground in the forest, he immediately took action.
It's a pity that these eighteen bronze medals were finally taken into her hands.
After a battle, Pei Xihe consumed about 40% of her mana. She stood in the void, looking sideways at the few people who were watching secretly but did not take action out of fear. She calmly swallowed a small vermilion pill and refined the medicinal power. .
They won't take action for the time being, and Pei Xihe knows very well.
Now the seven-day trial has just begun, and he has just faced Zhuo Qingmao, but he has not even revealed his true form. Strength is the best deterrent.
Most of the creatures with thinking and wisdom will weigh the pros and cons. Until the last day comes, they will not choose to risk the siege and seize the eighteen bronze medals that are not enough to win.
Pei Xihe thought clearly, acted naturally and unrestrainedly, and took steps in mid-air to go to another place.
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"Cui Shantan, you and I are both at the late stage of the same realm, so let's have a fight here!"
The young man's face looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, a little childish, but Yan Wujin is wearing a dark armor, wrapped in red clothes, and holding a halberd in his hand, which makes him high-spirited and sharp.
On the other hand, the young man in black robe facing him in the air had a calm expression and was holding a blade in his hand.
The sword was of the same color, blue and blue, three feet and seven feet tall, with a thin and long blade. Miraculous runes were faintly visible on the blade, and a cold light danced on the tip of the sword.
"Then let's fight."
Cui Shantan has thought clearly about it, and after more than a year of questioning his true heart, he finally discovered his previous mistakes. At this moment, he raised his long sword, and water-like mana rippled on the blade.
Yan Wujin is the third highness of the Daqian Dynasty, and his sister Yan Mingchen is the genius who entered the Imperial College of the previous generation. He was also born in the Cui family. Even though the two of them fought with all their strength, the ordinary monks next to them were scrupulous and did not dare to secretly Take action and take advantage of others' danger.
They only need to pay attention to those four or five people, not to mention that each of them has a way to protect themselves, so they can use this place to fight as they please.
Yan Wujin waved his halberd, and his body seemed to be ignited with red gold flames. He struck with all his strength, and his true form actually appeared.
His face is sacred and dust-free, he is seventeen feet tall, and he seems to be standing tall on the sky and the earth. He is clothed in brilliant rays of light, and his body is wrapped around a red gold five-clawed real dragon. There is a lingering Taoist charm, and he is as determined as his master to soar to the sky.
The real dragon roared, and the Dharma's palm came out, and the palm fell like the sky falling!
Cui Shantan instead chuckled. He raised his head and looked at the young man in black armor in front of him. He was not angry in his heart, but rather grateful that he pointed out his shortcomings.
But according to his nature, I'm afraid there's someone else behind him.
He is also willing to fight with all his strength. The true form of the Dharma appears behind him. The blue waves are like the boundless quiet sea. There are three giant whales leaping out. Flying egrets, swimming fish are lingering. A true form of the Dharma is born from the sea, with giant whales underneath. It hovers, with the bright moon above its head shining brightly in all directions, and like Cui Shantan, it holds a long sword and waves it forward.
After just one fight, the look in Yan Wujin's eyes was hard to distinguish.
Has his swordsmanship changed? ! In the past, the two of them had a fight in the academy when they transformed into gods. Cui Shantan's swordsmanship was superb, his moves were as majestic as a dragon's, wide open and close, and unparalleled sharpness. He overpowered him and won.
It seems that he didn't have this weird scar on his face back then?
But now, his sword moves are as gentle as water, and the boundless sea of tranquility has been completely transformed by the sword energy! Seven defenses and three attacks, at first as quiet as a virgin, and then as active as a stray rabbit. Alternating between guarding and killing, the wind and tornadoes were coming towards him to kill him.
When the two were fighting, Pei Xihe was leaning on a large branch with a lazy look on his face, but his golden eyes were watching the battlefield closely, or in other words, observing Cui Shantan's sword skills and true meaning, and his eyes were changing bright and dark. The ripples of light showed that his heart was not at peace.
That day, Pei Xihe had noticed that the scars on his face contained sword energy, which lacked some of the true meaning of the Yi Yuan Dao they used.
But now that Cui Shantan was personally holding a knife against the enemy, she saw something a little unusual.
"Shang Yiyuan Sword" is a first-level Taoist sword technique. The "Yi Yuan Sword" as its basis is taken from the meaning of "Xuanhuang heaven and earth, all return to the Yuan". It contains magical powers. Those who have learned this technique can combine the basic sword skills with their own swords. Tao enlightens and creates continuously.
Just like Zhao Hanfeng's Jiuyin Sword, Zhao Qingtang's Qingfeng Sword Technique, and just like the three sword moves that Pei Xihe has now comprehended.
And this Cui Shantan sword move actually has the appearance of a one-yuan sword, incomplete, but full of true meaning? What is going on?
Pei Xihe was confused and lowered his eyebrows. After some thought, he planned to get acquainted with this person and find out more about it.
After all, it's not important right now.
Now that three days have passed, one thousand eight hundred bronze medals have been found three hours before the trial started, and they were scattered into the hands of the monks.
The disputes ranged from mild to intense, and they were often defeated and changed hands as soon as they got it, unwilling to quit.
As for the geniuses who still remain in this small world, their hidden cards cannot be underestimated.
Pei Xihe is not afraid of fighting, but if he delays it further, he is afraid that if the fight lasts too long, something will happen and he will not collect all the bronze medals.
Those who cherish treasures should not travel at night, and those who have made great achievements should not underestimate the enemy.
She always likes to hold things firmly in the palm of her hand, making them unable to cause any trouble. She is driven entirely by her own will, so how can she underestimate her opponents?
Pei Xihe knew that it was time for him to compete for the bronze medal.
She looked at where the two were fighting and shook her head. She was afraid that it would be difficult for them to win or lose this time, so she even dissipated here and locked the other two people thousands of miles away with her telepathy.
They have a strong bronze aura about them!
(End of chapter)
