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

Chapter 211 211. Frozen Haoxue
And in the Tianyang jade vein, there are also hundreds of figures leaping out.

The moment the barrier was broken, all the monks in Kunlun felt a sense.

Under the leadership of several elders in the later stage of Jindan, they formed seals with both hands.

The golden aura of Kunlun Que soared into the sky.

The infinite golden beam turned into a sharp sword and soared into the sky.

The name of the leader in the late Jindan period was Kang Zhao.

The name of the road is Changhan.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

"Kunlun belongs, kill the enemy!"

The disciples below echoed one by one.

"Disciples of Kunlun, kill foreign enemies!"

Loud.

The Taoism of Kunlun Que is that the more people there are, the stronger it is.

Hundreds of Kunlun Golden Core Foundation Establishment monks gathered here, gathering spiritual power and changing with mysterious runes, it is by no means a simple superposition of one plus one.

Centered on Changhan Daoist.

A huge golden light group condensed out.

The golden light suddenly broke, and a miraculous unicorn walked in the air, roaring in the sky, with awe-inspiring aura.

Just this roar sent several Penglai monks who were still inexperienced into the air.

This is the phantom of the Kunlun Qilin from Kunlun Que to Dacheng Power.

Daoist Changhan pinched the formula with both hands, pointing out with two fingers of his right hand.

"disease!"

The unicorn walked through the air and charged towards the Penglai monk's camp with terrifying spiritual power.

Among the monks of Penglai, a figure suddenly appeared.

The real Zhulan from Penglai came out of the sky.

She was bathed in golden fire all over her body, and she was a cultivator of the lineage of True Monarch Jin Guang.

The terrifying power of golden fire erupted on her body.

Countless flames almost blurred her figure.

"Golden fire melts into one's body."

Kang Zhao's face was not very good-looking.

Centering on Immortal Zhulan, thousands of golden fire threads burst out, tightly entangled and wrapped the phantom of the unicorn.

Like Kunlun, how can this Penglai have no means?
Countless streaks of spiritual light shot out and converged on Zhu Lan's real person.

Her spirits soared.

The golden fire thread all over the sky bound the Qilin phantom.

Master Zhu Lan looked like a beautiful and gentle female cultivator, but there was no softness in what she was doing at the moment, but she was determined and strong.

"burst!"

In an instant, all the golden fire threads erupted into torrential fire waves.

Directly blow up more than half of the Qilin phantom.

"puff."

The corners of Kang Zhao's lips were bleeding, and most of the unicorn phantom was destroyed. As the center of the operation, he was the first to bear the brunt.

At this moment, Penglai continued to attack.

Countless white stamens sprouted in the void.

From small buds to stunning petals, it takes just a few breaths.

This is the sacred flower of Penglai, the sky is clear.

Every disciple once received a ray of holy power from this holy flower when they first started.

It is not only a proof of their identity, but also a means of fighting against the enemy.

The phantoms of these tens of thousands of Qingxiao flowers are the means they use.

Cultivator Kunlun suddenly felt that the movement of spiritual power around him was being suppressed.

At this moment, no matter it was the Foundation Establishment disciple or Jindan Daoist, the two forces immediately fought fiercely.

A pair of long golden wings flapped behind Jiu Xi.

Dao rhyme flowed all over her body, and her aura was astonishing. She was the leader of the disciples below Penglai Jindan.

Holding a longbow, every time he shoots a golden arrow, there must be a Kunlun disciple who has built a foundation and falls to the ground, dying.

Suddenly, a sword light pierced towards her.

Too fast, she didn't have time to back off.

The golden spirit wings behind him immediately curled up and stretched out in front of him, closing together and turning into a shield, which was able to withstand the blow.

Her figure was instantly knocked into the air.

The spirit wings opened again.

His eyes were cold.

Lu Changfeng attacked her again with a long sword in his hand.

His cultivation is already at the early stage of the Nine Realms of Foundation Establishment, with strong spiritual power and strong foundation.

The long sword in his hand is white and blue, with a clear texture, like crystal.

There is a coherent golden pattern in it, which is in the shape of a dragon.

Third grade spirit sword, ice dragon cold soul sword.

After the Frozen Breath Sword was broken, he entered the Lu family's military grave and found this spirit sword.

Between swings, the Ice Dragon Sword Qi howled and exploded.

His eyebrows were cold and he didn't say a word.

In an instant, tens of thousands of terrifying sword shadows erupted, piercing Jiu Xi.

In the Hidden God Realm more than two years ago, he could only temporarily avoid the edge when meeting Jiuxi, but now he can fight directly.

The golden light roared beside Jiuxi, and several Qingxiao flowers bloomed, making her holy and noble.

Pulling the longbow, a golden arrow immediately shot towards Lu Changfeng.

Her eyes were full of murderous intent.

The golden arrow and the ice sword energy directly collided, and there was an evenly matched situation between them.

Jiuxi's eyes flickered, why did he have such a strong combat power in the early stage of the Nine Realms?

She has already stepped into the first-tier golden core, and she is only a little bit short of a chance to break through the realm of the golden core real person.

How could you lose to him? !

The longbow in her hand shone brightly.

The two sides of the bow actually extended outwards to form a platinum shell, engraved with fairy birds, which is incomparably miraculous.

An arrow shot out, with the power enough to make ordinary Jindan early-stage monks terrified.

Lu Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and retracted the sword close to his chest.

An astonishing chill suddenly broke out layer by layer with him as the origin.

Obviously, fire is the main field in Lieyang's small world, but at this moment, all his feet have turned into black ice.

The cold air, if you inhale a little, it will be biting and icy.

He muttered softly.

The seemingly mysterious Taoist talisman condensed with his low voice.

Ice blue runes surrounded him one by one.

It is the third-grade Taoism that he obtained in the Hidden God Realm.

The first level of the Cold Sky Art.

Frozen Haoxue!

Endless flying snow and strange blue light filled the sky, blocking all the arrows.

………………

The Kunlun Golden Seal in Pei Xihe's body trembled slightly.

Her eyebrows moved slightly.

This kind of fluctuation can only be caused by a large number of Kunlun disciples urging Kunlun Que together.

Even if he has not practiced Kunlun Que, he can still roughly feel it because he has the root foundation seal of this Taoism.

She raised her eyes and looked into the distance, stretching her thoughts as far as she could.

Sure enough, a terrifying spiritual storm was detected.

Pei Xihe's eyebrows eased, and the wings behind her flapped gently.

Not very interested.

It's not that she is ruthless, there are hundreds of golden cores that she has sensed, and there are many mid-to-late stage monks.

She had just fought a battle, and now her spiritual power has recovered to [-] to [-]%, and her injuries have not completely healed.

Can a little foundation building change the situation of the battle?
Of course not.

It's better to get the Tianyin chalcedony as soon as possible and strengthen the Tianlan six seals for yourself.

Her figure was about to fly, heading towards the direction guided by the spar.

But suddenly she stopped.

"Ugh."

She sighed softly.

………………

The arrow Jiuxi shot was frozen, how could her inner pride allow herself to be defeated by Lu Changfeng?

Her eyes were fierce, and when she bit the tip of her tongue, a blood arrow flew out of her mouth.

As soon as the blood essence stained the frozen arrow, it set off billowing platinum fireworks on the arrow.

Changhong's golden radiance soared into the sky.

Her strength was about to surpass Lu Changfeng's by a margin, but her strength was already comparable to the real Jindan early stage.

Even if the latter has a third-grade spiritual sword and Taoism blessings, there is no corresponding realm, and high-grade ones cannot exert their full power.

The arrow shattered the ice and shot towards Lu Changfeng's heart.

He frowned slightly, and was about to activate the protective means left by the ancestor in his body.

And a black-purple butterfly suddenly appeared, fluttering lightly, its slender wings pierced by arrows.

But it made it deviate from the direction, and the arrow shot sideways.

　The reason why the heroine will use her mind power is because Lu Changfeng himself saved her once from Lin Zhao's men, and he helped her many times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)