The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 137 137. Tianshui Moves Canglan
Helian Jiucheng's eye-catching face was full of ruthlessness at the moment.

The nine white fox tails behind him stretched out, each with a mysterious rune shining, and the aura frightened the world, very terrifying.

But the hooded man in front of him smiled lightly.

The face under the hood was exposed, and his face was gloomy, with a bit of handsomeness.

"You can't kill me."

A weird smile spread across his face.

"Give that thing to me, won't you be able to leave this place?"

Helian Jiucheng's eyes were cold.

"Whatever you are, you deserve it."

The nine runes flashing on the tip of the nine-tailed tail behind him suddenly condensed into a ball.

It is rumored that the nine-tailed fox family has one tail and one supernatural power.

And if the nine tails come out together, it can achieve a great supernatural power that belongs to itself.

And suddenly, his whole body's breath was surging.

In his eyes, he showed surprise.

The strength of Helian Nine City is not just as simple as that of Huashen Zunjing.

His aura was getting higher and higher, but the face of the man opposite was completely cold.

"That thing was taken away?!"

Where will Helian Ninetowns respond to him?

His aura exploded, and his demon power soared.

Nine tails behind him seemed to cover the sky.

A pair of eyes emerged from the collection of nine runes.

The huge platinum fox eyes opened their pupils.

Illusory Heaven Killing Immortal Technique!
With the support of his current terrifying monster power, a torrent of platinum rushes out.

The man was swept away directly, and the pearl in his hand was suppressed and wiped out.

The man roared unwillingly, and finally his figure turned into a puff of flying smoke in the terrifying torrent of platinum.

It turns out that he is not an entity here either.

Nine tails retracted behind Helian Jiucheng.

The imprint between his brows shone brightly.

"The thing was really taken away? I don't know if it was that smart little girl or that male cultivator."

He thought to himself.

The skyrocketing demon power is because the suppression of him by the Tibetan scriptures disappeared, and his own demon power surpassed that of Huashen.

But obviously, if you want to get that thing, you have to get another inheritance item.

That's it.

He pursed his lips and smiled.

Now that thing is taken away, Helian Jiucheng is truly free.

He obviously lived for more than 300 years, but he has been in this ghost place for more than 200 years.

If it weren't for the ten-thousand-year agreement between the ancestor and the former Immortal Lord Da Luo, every 500 years, he would be sent to the pure direct line of the clan to guard this place.

The purity of his bloodline will not be reduced to guarding the Tibetan scriptures for so long.

Now that the owner of that thing has been chosen, their family no longer needs to go down to guard this place.

It is indeed good news.

But he was slightly taken aback.

It will be more than 200 years before the ancestor comes to pick him up.

Although his current cultivation base is far superior to Huashen, he has not yet reached the level of a great master who can ascend.

After all, he is still a little fox in the growing period in the clan.

The place he was in right now was the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and he came from the Upper Immortal Realm where Feisheng was.

He shook his head.

Forget it, for the next 200 years or so, he can still take a good look at the scenery of the outside world.

The seniors from other clans who came to guard the place solidly guarded it for 500 years before returning.

After half of his guarding, he can leave freely and fish without restraint, isn't it a blessing from God?
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Ming Linlang looked like a drop of water was on the center of her eyebrows.

That was the blood imprint of Tianlan's blood in her body.

The blue-gold water drops were branded between the eyebrows, like countless dense and complicated divine radiance patterns condensed.

She held a long sword, her eyebrows were light, and her breath was extremely pure.

Ming Linlang's complexion was a bit frosty, and she looked at the two magicians who surrounded her.

"Little girl, don't blame us. If you want to blame, blame you for being a pure water spirit root, which just helps my two brothers break through the current half-step golden elixir."

The one who spoke was a seven-foot-tall male cultivator, his eyes were full of disgusting covetousness.

The male cultivator beside him was also full of greed and lust.

Ming Linlang is a natural water spirit root, and with the continuous recovery and strengthening of Tianlan's blood, the spirit root is even continuously purified by the blood.

Now her water spirit root is nine inches eight.

In addition to unparalleled talent and heritage.

A spiritual root that is biased towards Zhongzheng, such as Mushui Linggen, is a good candidate for the cauldron.

Moxiu is greedy, although there are various sects weighing it down, but there are some bad habits that are difficult to change overnight.

Ming Linlang hated these salivating, greedy and lustful eyes.

She didn't say much, and she didn't ask any questions or threaten her background and family background.

Because she knows it's useless.

Pulling out the long sword in his hand, Qiu Shuiying.

The turquoise long sword is so bright and cold that it shocks the world.

Her figure is like a flowing cloud that cannot be captured.

The long sword disappeared into the void, and the sword intent pierced Changhong.

Ding Ding was surprised.

He and Lu Zhan next to him were both half-step golden elixir, and wanted to use the pure water spirit on Ming Linlang's body to break through this situation, and immediately form an alchemy as soon as he disappeared.

Both of them are over a hundred years old.

No matter in terms of experience or combat power, he is not weak among the half-step golden cores, so he thinks that Ming Linlang, who is alone in the seventh stage of foundation establishment, can easily capture it.

But not so.

Ming Linlang's long sword shone coldly.

Her sword energy is astonishing as a dragon, and her sword intent is indomitable.

The terrifying sword light flashed continuously, this is clearly a swordsmanship far surpassing that of Foundation Establishment!

It was so powerful that it directly tore off their protective spirit shields.

She has combat power far beyond the realm!
Neither Ding Ding nor Lu Zhan are idiots.

Fear arose in my heart, and I didn't hold back at all. I used all the magic power in my body, and joined forces to fight against the enemy.

Ming Linlang narrowed her eyes.

Boundaries are not so easy to cross.

There is too much difference between the seventh realm and the half-step golden elixir, and it is even two half-step golden elixir.

Her blue eyes drooped slightly.

But so what?

She cut it with a sword!

"Chasing Heaven Sword Cloud Canglan Canon"!
The terrifying swordsmanship and sword moves contained in the third-grade swordsmanship already have the power of heaven and earth.

But with all her strength, she can also use a sword.

Ming Linlang didn't want to delay, and a firm look suddenly appeared in her eyes.

A sense of terror felt in the hearts of both Lu Zhan and Ding Ding.

Alarm bells were ringing in their hearts, which was the most fundamental intuition of monks.

"Go back!"

But I can't retreat!
Canglan Dian's first sword.

In an instant, there seemed to be sea waves appearing.

Ming Linlang's sword is as fast as thunder, and the thousands of sword shadows and sword energy are the origin of this phantom of the sea!
The waves support the wings of the Peng, and the wind of the sky attracts the hair!
It seems to have the power of God!

The blue-gold light pattern between her eyebrows is full of energy, and the blood of Tianlan doesn't even need her mind to control it.

Ming Linlang parted her lips slightly, her eyes were full of frost and coldness.

"Go to hell, the sky and water are moving!"

The long sword slashed across, as if the power of heaven came to the world, and the sea was turbulent, and there was no way to get rid of it.

To fall into the phantom of the ocean is to fall into the boundless strangulation of sword energy and water spirit power!

Killing two half-step golden pills by one person, such a feat is simply dazzling.

She exhausted all her spiritual energy, and her figure was shaky.

But here was a pleasant and anxious voice suddenly.

"Senior Sister Ming!"

There was also a familiar male voice.

"Ming Linlang!"

Her figure was hugged, and it was a unique fragrance of a woman.

Somewhat familiar, it took me a while to recall.

"Junior Sister Pei?"

　The waves support the wings of the Peng, and the wind of the sky attracts the hair!

　　——Liu Yuxi
　　
　
(End of this chapter)