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

Chapter 287. Chapter 287

Tianxu Shenzhou is one of the small thousand worlds, and there are world barriers between them and the upper immortal world.

However, in the Upper Immortal Realm known as the "Primal Realm", the aura of heaven and earth is unimaginably abundant, and the aura of fairy spirits escaping from it has been condensed on the world barrier of Tianxu Shenzhou for a hundred years. This inspiration is mysterious.

Jiuchong Tianxuan Mountain is the place where it is the thickest.

Then, with the power of this formation, the Xuan Qi scattered on the barrier is absorbed, tearing a corner of the sky, and then the Xuan Qi can be drawn into the body.

49 people including Pei Xihe offered their own jade plate at the same time.

This jade plate was originally an ordinary spiritual weapon, but under the infusion of the power of the formation, the drop of blood that Da Bi dropped when he first signed up began to fluctuate.

The jade plate melted away, and with the essence and blood as an introduction, it turned into a round of blood-colored water mirrors on top of each other's heads.

The scattered golden radiance was originally scattered indiscriminately, but at this moment it is quickly absorbed by the water mirror. This mysterious energy is extremely precious, so naturally it cannot be wasted.

The blood-colored water mirror on Pei Xihe's head exploded with suction and gathered Jin Hui, and then continuously merged into his body.

The monks here have seven different realms, and the spiritual powers that can be absorbed and refined are naturally different. The monks in the late Yuanying period are all monks who have already stepped into the Dzogchen on the battlefield, and they are about to use this to impact the transformation of the gods. The environment, absorbed like a dragon absorbing water, rolled into its body.

Cultivators in other realms can't match this speed, and can control the water mirror to adjust spontaneously.

Pei Xihe led Xuan Qi into his body, and Shen Wuxue seemed to let out a happy cry.

A big sun god crow emerged from the galloping blood. It spread its wings and soared, and when it opened its mouth to suck in, the mysterious energy that had entered its body was quickly swallowed by it.

There is no need for Pei Xihe to refine it by himself. If there is a layer of golden flame around Shenwu's body, it is not the real fire of the sun, but the golden flame of the big sun.

As soon as Xuan Qi touched the flame, all the condensed spirit energy was refined and reverberated in his body.

The physical body is also full of hunger and thirst, every inch of flesh and meridians are being absorbed rapidly.

Pei Xihe closed her eyes, looked inside her body, and carefully felt the mystery of this fairy spirit.

It is also a kind of aura of heaven and earth. A large amount of aura is continuously condensed, fused with the rules of heaven and earth, and transformed into fairy aura after being washed by the power of the world.

Being continuously disassembled in the body, what her physical body desires is the power of the laws of heaven and earth contained in it, transforming towards a higher level.

Under the nourishment of this force, the golden core in the dantian glowed with an incomparably bright halo.

Pei Xihe sensed the thirst of the black blood of the gods for this profound qi, and poured his thoughts into the water mirror, and the speed at which he absorbed the golden brilliance suddenly increased.

How powerful the spirit of the fairy is, even if it is called Mahayana monks to absorb and practice, it is enough for them to be under the control of the power of the formation to prevent it from being exploded.

And everything has a quantity, and there is an upper limit to the amount of fairy energy that everyone can absorb. It is impossible to absorb it endlessly, otherwise it will only disturb their own foundation because of too much fairy energy. Saturation is the end of this opportunity.

Pei Xihe made a tactic with both hands, and Jin Hui condensed into a golden pillar running through his body.

The divine crow dancing in the blood became more and more joyful, and the imprint of the divine flame on the center of the brow became more and more brilliant, but it was blocked by the beam of light and could not be seen by outsiders.

"The absorption speed of this disciple at the early stage of Golden Core is comparable to that of cultivators at the late stage of Golden Core. Her body is really powerful."

The one who spoke was Lord Yunheng of Dragon and Tiger.

This girl defeated his closed disciple, An Qingge, which surprised him a bit. After all, An Qingge is the disciple with the most talent in Taoism in the past thousand years. Come out.

There was a smile on the corners of Jiuqing Sanren's lips, but there was no wave in his eyes.

"This girl also taught Jiuxi a good lesson, she is indeed the successor of the Yiyuan Dao."

"But whether it can go better or not, we have to continue to watch."

It doesn't mean how strong it appears in the previous realm, but it will still be the same in the latter realm.

The road to immortality is clear and endless, and even Jiuqing Sanren himself has never made his mark in Zhujin Dan, but he has come from behind and has the current realm of cultivation.

"Then you don't have to worry, my apprentice will naturally shine all the time."

The 70-year-old man, with his feet crossed, sat in the clouds, with a somewhat leisurely look on his brows.

It was Zhao Hanfeng, who was clearly an intangible cloud, yet formed a chair-like existence under his body.

Several great powers who were following the cultivation situation of the 49 victors saluted one after another.

"Meet the master."

"I have seen seniors."

Zhao Hanfeng waved his hands, closed his eyes, and ignored them.

He could feel a unique and terrifying bloodline in Pei Xihe's body devouring the spirit energy, which should have existed only after she returned from Lieyang's small world.

Sure enough, if you survive a catastrophe, you must have future blessings.

Pei Xihe never mentioned this to them, so she must have her own considerations and scruples.

As a master, he didn't bother to inquire about his apprentice's opportunity, as long as it was good for her.

On Zhao Hanfeng's right index finger, a sliver of blue light quietly passed, and mana silently invaded it, blocking the meager blood aura that Pei Xihe unconsciously emitted during his cultivation.

These people are not in the same realm as him, so they can't perceive it naturally, but it's just in case.

The momentum that erupted on the foundation building platform increased sharply at this moment.

These disciples are first-line golden elixir, and at this moment, they are attacking the flawless elixir with the help of the spirit of the fairy.

The seven disciples on the battle stage were more imposing than the other, and a female cultivator in a Taoist robe in blue was bathed in turquoise aura, and there was a shadow of a god behind her.

It was Jiang Mingzhu.

She refined the spiritual machine and profound energy, channeled the spirit of the fairy to penetrate her body, and condensed the emperor's blood. At this moment, her breath was already complete.

Dark clouds are covering, and thunder disaster will appear.

Opening her eyes, she stepped lightly and leaped up. At this moment, she left the foundation building battle platform, and the blood-colored water mirror belonging to it also shattered.

Song Ran really didn't wait and see anymore, he used his mana to tear apart the space, and sent this Kunlun disciple to another place. There are too many people here, if he accidentally involves others, the thunder will affect her and other monks. Neither is good.

Jiang Mingzhu was sent to another place to welcome the baptism of Tianlei, Song Ranzhen had a smile in his eyes, great, he added another flawless golden elixir cultivator in Kunlun.

Just looking at Pei Xihe, the aura there is like a rainbow, and the golden light is forming a pillar, and its aura is getting stronger and stronger.

It is really sad for the sect to lose such a proud son.

Zhao Hanfeng raised his eyelids slightly if he noticed something.

Who told them they were not as good-sighted as his old man.

You have to be as steady and ruthless as yourself.

(End of this chapter)