Pei Xihe's golden eyes sunk slightly, and he couldn't avoid it. The little Yuanshen in Jiang Palace instantly overflowed with precious light, sweeping in majestic magic power and generating brilliant golden flames, which bombarded with the ink-colored luster.
But at this moment, the young man nodded with a smile, and the chessboard in front of him and the pavilion behind him all turned into smoke and dust and disappeared.
He stood among the dusty ruins, his silver-white hair blowing slightly in the breeze, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Pei Xihe used her full magic power, and there was no longer any cover. The golden flame shone, and there was an extraordinary Taoist aura within it. It was the fire ignited in her bloodline, the golden flame of the great sun.
Even so, the ink light was like a blue wave, instantly surrounding the golden flame, surging, turning fire into water, and extinguishing it.
Pei Xihe's golden eyes widened, and she felt dumb for a moment. With her current cultivation level, she could use the golden flames of the sun and other killing moves, even if a monk in the fairyland did not take precautions, he would be in danger of being destroyed.
This person is definitely not an immortal, he is definitely a deity! even.
Pei Xihe saw the ink light coming towards her like a spiritual snake, her face darkened, and finally activated the magic brand imprinted in her body. A large amount of red gold magic power surged out of her body, like a burning flame, a golden wheel. Zhao Zhao.
She took a deep breath, but her heart did not relax. Seeing that the ink light also washed away the red gold seal and covered it, she felt a sense of inevitability that her boots would fall to the ground.
There is nothing that can be done about the Heavenly Lord's magic power left by Xixuan. There is nothing he can do but accept it calmly.
With such power, even if you escape from the Heaven Realm, you can forcefully tear apart the space to find it.
The ink light was like black water, wisps of it penetrated into her meridians, bones and flesh, and then merged into the qi sea dantian, and then turned into a chess piece as lacquered as ink and as moist as jade.
Her sea of qi and dantian were like a small world, with seas of clouds and mist rolling in, all transformed by pure magic power. It contained divine objects such as the Sky Light Sword and the Heavenly Pearl. At this moment, the chess piece fell into the sea of qi, like a falling star.
"Bang!"
There was a clear sound in her body, stars fell into the sea, parted the clouds and waves, and the Tianguang Sword, which was her destiny, was pushed aside. This sunspot actually settled in the middle of her dantian, suppressing all directions.
However, there were no dangerous signs in front of him, and Pei Xihe recalled what the young man had said before.
Starting Tianyuan is for provocation.
In fact, Pei Xihe just threw it casually without any other thoughts. The sunspot clearly fell into the central star point secretly.
"The foundation is not stable, what comes first?"
Pei Xihe whispered this in a low voice, his heart full of confusion.
Unstable foundation? How could her foundation be unstable?
Today, Pei Xihe is an innate creature. He has made himself into one. He uses his body as a Tao to harmonize spirits, demons, and monsters, which coincides with his original nature. Although his realm is in three realms, he can talk about the background. He can be compared to the spiritual beings in the middle stage of immortals. The number is only slim, otherwise how could we win more than 600 places on the list?
Pei Xihe looked at the silent and motionless Heizi in the sea of qi, and felt a little depressed in his heart.
She has always wanted to have everything in her hands, rather than being so controlled.
All the riddlers in the world deserve to receive thousands of knives.
Just when Pei Xihe was about to think about the meaning of "the opportunity is in the southeast, mortal world, everything goes as planned", he suddenly felt that the fish jade pendant in his sleeve was glowing.
This thing can be used to send messages, but this time it only fluctuated. I'm afraid Song Qingge had no time to send the message.
Was she discovered by the evil cultivator? Thinking about it, they are already in a fight.
Pei Xihe sighed secretly in his heart, suppressed his previous thoughts, urged his magic power into the jade pendant, and relied on the Yin and Yang Pisces to grasp the direction.
She glanced at the mountain pavilion that had turned into dust again, her eyes were complicated, and she suddenly turned into golden light and flew towards one place.
…
"Tsk, tsk."
The male cultivator sneered. He was wearing a scarlet blood robe with a ferocious skull embroidered on it. He stepped up in the air. Who else could he be if he wasn't Gu Zishang?
At the tip of his finger, majestic blood-colored mist pours out from the body and turns into strands. Upon closer inspection, it looks like a ghost. Its appearance is ferocious, and its roaring sound seems to shake out all the souls of people.
"call out!"
"Fellow Taoist, please join forces first!"
There are two fairy swords, one long and one short, one white and one red, piercing the sky. They are clearly ice and fire, but secretly pregnant with yin and yang. They are "rock candy" and "hawthorn".
Song Qingge looked cautious and felt a little heavy in his heart. He never thought that this evil cultivator had reached the peak of the Seventh Realm. Compared with the first entry into the Seventh Realm in the message, we could get a glimpse of the sneakiness and rapidity of this evil cultivation.
The "fellow Taoist" she called out to was tall and tall, holding a long spear with a silver body and red tassels, and his eyes were red and full of sorrow.
This boy and Gu Zishang were in the same seventh realm. The moment he moved, he had majestic magical power like a mountain collapsing and the sea falling. He actually caused the thick snow covering the mountain peaks to crack one by one, which showed that his background was extraordinary.
Gu Zishang raised his right hand and waved his sleeve, and the fierce ghost spirit condensed in the large blood mist suddenly condensed into a ball, turning into a ferocious ghost head to receive the gun.
The majestic wind coming from the two fairy swords shattered every inch of his cassock, but he saw the evil glutton climbing on his thin waist.
"Taotie?"
Song Qingge found an immortal as his teacher, and he instantly figured out the origin of heel and foot.
Gu Zishang tilted his head and said with a smile, "Good knowledge."
The gluttonous totem flashed with blood, causing a majestic force to emit from his body. The beast's claw climbed to his right arm, and Gu Zishang used his flesh and blood to forcibly grasp the tip of the hawthorn sword!
Crackling, like the collision of gold and stone.
Song Qingge's face turned serious for a moment, and his eyes were cold.
"Zhuo!"
She made a seal with her right hand and connected with her mind. In the blink of an eye, she saw the celestial sword erupting in red flames, as if a flying phoenix was crying, carrying heavenly fire and meteors.
The magic power collided. Gu Zishang was worried about the red fireworks and couldn't help but let go and flew backwards.
The male cultivator from before also rushed out from the ghost head, his face flushed, and he roared: "You must pay for my Taoist companion's life now!"
Song Qingge stood in the sky and glanced below him unconsciously.
I saw that the mountain was covered with heavy snow and was full of beauty, but there was a place stained with red, in which lay the mummified body of a woman.
When Song Qingge arrived here for the first time, he noticed the traces of Gu Zishang, and was about to invite fellow Daoist Zhao to join him in defeating the enemy, but a pair of Taoist companions from Jingji Academy, both at the seventh level, came to find him.
After a fight, the mana and spiritual energy surged, and Song Qingge could no longer hide his figure, so he had to fight. However, the female cultivator died under Gu Zishang's magic, her soul was broken, and her essence, blood and soul were sucked away. .
But this male cultivator was filled with sadness and anger, and his sense of control was in disarray during the fight.
This evil cultivator absorbed the cultivation of the female immortal, and her energy was obviously replenished, and her magic power was even stronger than before, making it difficult for the two of them to succeed. She sighed softly in her heart, feeling that her magic power was gradually declining.
At this moment, there was a golden light piercing the sky, and wherever it passed, the ice and snow melted.
Pei Xihe was feeling depressed, and when he came this time, his eyes were stern.
A sky-fire pupil opened between her eyebrows, and a magnificent pillar of fire suddenly erupted, which seemed to burn the mountains and cook the sea. As soon as this technique was performed, all the cold air carried by the snow-capped mountains was swept away, causing scorching heat and dryness.
The ice and snow melt and the water flows into streams.
Pei Xihe clenched the skylight with his right hand, the golden pattern lit up, and the god Wu Qing cried. Following the prompting of "Eighteen Poems on Blowing Dreams", he appeared behind Gu Zishang in an instant, and slashed towards him with a knife!
I didn't think of it...I wrote a lab report of more than ten pages all afternoon, and I was writing two preview reports in the evening. I suddenly remembered it when I was finishing writing one.
