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

Chapter 210 210. Nascent Soul Collision
Pei Xihe took a deep breath, and wiped away the blood from the corners of her lips.

The red magic technique is also really powerful.

Even though she was blocked and imprisoned in mid-air by the moonlight, there was still an indelible devilish energy invading her body.

Plus that palm on her stomach.

Daoist Jindan's palm almost shattered her muscles and bones.

It is all due to the torture of the body accompanied by practicing swords during the two years in Wanchong Mountain, and he survived.

She grinned, the corners of her lips curled up.

great.

Even he himself had paid a price, but he had truly beheaded a golden elixir in full bloom.

Rather than beheading Lei Guangpeng who was seriously injured back then, it all depends on timing and luck.

Her saber, even a real person in the early stage of Jindan can resist one or two.

Of course, Pei Xihe also knew that Luo Chao had just entered the early stage of Jindan, and his magical power had not yet been completely stabilized.

Compared with the normal Jindan early-stage monks, they are three points inferior.

She will not be blinded by it.

The abdomen was still bleeding, and the snow-white skin had turned into black coke.

A seventh-grade elixir appeared in Pei Xihe's hand, and he crushed it casually, and the powder fell on the wound.

Only then did the bleeding stop.

Her complexion was quite pale, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

However, his figure was not turbulent, and he stopped in mid-air by relying on the phoenix wings.

After the wound had fully absorbed the medicine, she felt the pain from the magic flames gradually disappearing.

From the storage ring, he took out a elixir with purple danxiang and took it.

These are the few sixth-grade pills left on her body.

As soon as it entered the mouth, it turned into a warm current, flowing into the limbs and bones, and within a moment, I felt extremely comfortable all over.

Wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

The spiritual power of the fingertips circulated and shot out in an instant, hooking the storage rings of Luo Chao and Song Hanyan.

This is the first time I rely on my own strength to behead the spoils of the Jindan cultivator, how can I not take it?

Hold the two rings tightly in the palm of your hand.

The black-purple thought power penetrated into it, brutally erasing the brand in it.

Pei Xihe's mind power was already comparable to that of an early Golden Core cultivator, and since the two of them were dead, it was even easier to erase the marks on them.

She poked her way in.

The faintly shining spirit stone is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Her eyes were bright, and it seemed that even the pain in her waist and abdomen was not so serious.

Putting it away with her backhand, she was full of spiritual light, and the broken cassock was replaced with a brand new black outfit.

The blue spar carried on the neck exudes pure brilliance and shoots out a ray of light.

Looking at this guiding light, her eyebrows eased.

There is still more than [-]% of the spiritual power left in the body.

Just digest the power of the medicine and replenish your spiritual power while flying.

The vermilion wings flapping behind her turned into a stream of light and escaped from here.

…………

"Can you find it?"

Han Chongzhi stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his robe billowing with the wind and waves, he was quite immortal.

Even if the elder behind him is a late Jindan monk, his attitude is humble at the moment.

This is a great monk after the Yuan Dynasty, and he is only one step away from raising the world's cultivation base.

The elders in the late Jindan period looked respectful.

"Reporting to Elder Han, we have found a Tianyang jade vein, but we have not yet sensed the output of pith jade, and we are continuing to search."

Han Chongzhi's eyebrows remained unchanged, and his eyes were calm.

"Then let's keep looking."

"Yes."

The monks in the late Jindan period retreated with fists, and escaped into the mineral veins below in an instant.

for a long time.

A sharp edge flashed in Han Chongzhi's eyes.

There are breaths searching for their whereabouts.

This time, the small world of Lieyang entered the seven Nascent Soul monks.

He is Kunlun Liuyun True Monarch.

And Zhenjun Jinguang from Penglai.

True Monarch Taihao of Yashan.

Daoyi Zhenjun of Daomen.

Bashan Zhenjun of Longhu Mountain.

The Black Demon Patriarch of the Sky Demon Sect.

True Monarch Silver Soul of Braking Soul Sect.

And the one who searched for their whereabouts was True Monarch Jin Guang.

True Monarch Jin Guang belongs to the Jin Guang lineage, and the Golden Light Jue that he cultivates is Fire and Metal Twin Spirits, which is very powerful.

I'm afraid Tian Yangyu is also being targeted by her this day.

But what they want from Kunlun, this old lady can't take it away.

He tapped out a flash of spiritual light from his fingertips, which immediately turned into a monstrous spiritual shield and fell on him.

It is to firmly protect these disciples who are mining veins.

He flicked his sleeve robe, picked up a strong wind, stepped lightly, and came to another place.

Han Chongzhi frowned, looking at the woman in front of him.

He has a childlike face with white hair, looks like someone in his early twenties and thirties, but has snow white hair.

"Liu Yun, since we, Penglai, came across the ore vein of Tianyang Jade, it is natural that those who have seen it have a share."

True Lord Jin Guang smiled and said, she was holding a long silver-gray staff in her hand, and she was wearing a golden dress.

The laughter was quite gentle, and there was no sharpness in his face.

"I only want half of it."

Han Chongzhi laughed out loud when he heard this.

"Old woman, you want to fart."

True Monarch Jin Guang's complexion sank.

The eyes are like a knife tearing the soft skin, showing sharpness.

"Old man, then see the real chapter under your hand!"

The long staff in her palm suddenly shone with brilliant golden light.

Flame, sharp gold, two kinds of spiritual power blended in her hands.

A red-gold rune suddenly fell from the sky, and it was about to suppress Han Chongzhi.

Han Chongzhi snorted coldly.

A sapphire folding fan appeared in his hand.

With a movement of his right hand, the folding fan opened immediately.

The three herrings above are like living creatures, flowing flexibly.

With a wave of the fan, a cyan gust of wind blew up suddenly, carrying infinite moisture.

A herring jumped out from the folding fan.

With the blue Taoist runes on her body, she is clear and wonderful.

The herring directly collided with the suppressed runes above its head.

Smashed it to pieces.

Jinguang Zhenjun's complexion is not good.

Let go of your hands, the long staff floats, and immediately flies behind you.

Countless flowing gold and profound fire turned into thousands of arrows and shot out.

Han Chongzhi waved his folding fan again, and two herrings suddenly appeared from the folding fan.

He joined the returning herring, and the three fish surrounded him.

The blue light is bright.

Countless streams of water condensed out of the void and rushed towards it.

Both Qingshui and Flowing Gold Flame are illusions of their strength.

The two great monks of the late Nascent Soul stage were fighting here, and in an instant, their aura burst, sand and stones flew, and mysterious light splashed everywhere.

In the battlefield of Empress Yuan, it is difficult to distinguish between equals for a while, even if it lasts for ten days and a half months, it is common.

What determines the ownership of this mine is the battle of its disciples.

.........

Jiu Xi's face was like the scorching sun, and his brows were arrogant.

With a flick of the finger, a golden cone shot out.

The gold cone turned into an incomparably brilliant golden beam, which directly pierced through the spiritual power barrier.

This is naturally not a power that her first-line golden core monks can master.

But as a saint of Penglai, she has the means bestowed by her own power.

This rising sun golden cone is enough to break through the barrier protection set up by the Nascent Soul.

Behind her, hundreds of Jindan disciples and elders shot out immediately, heading towards the Tianyang Yangyu mine vein!

(End of this chapter)