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

Chapter 30
Both Pei Xihe and Mu Qing were empty of spiritual power, and Mu Qing was injured by the flames, and the injuries on his body were barely suppressed by the pill.

Even Lu Han is also empty inside, but there is Lu Qiulu.

Lu Qiulu is now at the fifth stage of Qi training, with sufficient spiritual power and no injuries.

How do they cope?

And that fierce tiger, it was really unexpected that it would be possible to give birth to a demon pill.

The demon core is produced by the demon above the foundation.

It contains the majestic demon power and blood inscriptions of the demon cultivator itself.

A demon cultivator would never allow others to plunder his own demon core, even if he died, he would destroy the demon core before death.

But Liehu has not reached the foundation building, and his spiritual wisdom has not been developed, so it is difficult to realize the destruction of his own demon core.

The obtained demon pill must be better in appearance, and its value may not be inferior to the foundation-building demon pill because of its limited cultivation.

The demon pill is extremely valuable and can be used for refining pills of the sixth grade or above, inlaying and injecting spirits of high-grade spirit treasures.

Cultivators can even directly supplement it with means of refining, not only can they get a lot of cultivation.

If the demon pill is complete enough, monks can even see the blood inscriptions contained in it, and under the condition of super understanding, they can comprehend the unique supernatural powers of monsters.

If Liehu really gave birth to a demon pill, even at the level of Qi training, it would be enough to exchange for a five-figure spirit stone.

The wages of avarice is death.

There is a reason for Lu Han and Lu Qiulu to take such risks.

Mu Qing shouted loudly.

"You dare to kill fellow disciples, aren't you afraid of Law Enforcement Hall?"

The chill in Pei Xihe's eyes gradually spread, and he sighed inwardly, idiot.

They are all determined to swallow the demon pills privately, but they will never spare their lives. As long as they are well grasped, their injuries can be disguised as those of fierce tigers.

He, Lu Han, tried his best to kill Liehu with the help of Lu Qiulu, but he failed to save the two fellow disciples.

She didn't interrupt Mu Qing, just a little more time.

Just killed Liehu with three swords, exhausting the spiritual power in his body.

So he also swallowed the elixir. What Lu Han saw was a ninth-grade healing pill, but he still had an eighth-grade Mysterious Spirit Pill hidden in his hand.

Yes, she felt something strange from the very beginning, so she became wary of Lu Han, and she would never easily expose her frail self to him.

Coupled with the operation of Qi Yang Jue, the top-grade spiritual root crazily absorbs spiritual energy, and the power of the elixir flows smoothly.

The spiritual power has recovered by three or four percent.

Just a little more time, a little is enough.

Lu Qiulu laughed out loud after hearing Mu Qing's words.

"You are really stupid."

"Think about it, Liehu is a monster of the eighth or ninth realm. If this little girl hadn't surpassed the strength of the sixth realm, you would have died long ago."

"As long as we wipe your throats with the tiger's teeth, who knows?"

Mu Qing's body was chilling, and he was a little shaky, his face was tense, and it was difficult to hide the hatred in his eyes.

"You bitch!"

Lu Qiulu smiled, as if to say something again.

Lu Han interrupted her.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill these two people, and things will change later."

Although his spiritual power was exhausted, his injuries were not serious, he was only slightly affected by the vigor of the fierce tiger, and now his eyes were cold, and his eyes were full of killing intent towards Pei Xihe and Mu Qing.

Mu Qing and Pei Xihe looked at each other, they would never just let it go and admit death willingly.

Mu Qing suddenly threw a talisman from his bosom.

That is the Ninth Rank Spirit Talisman.

Fire starter!
A raging flame burst out from the talisman, but arousing the talisman also consumed the little bit of spiritual power that had just recovered.

The flames rushed towards her face, and Lu Qiulu couldn't help being a little flustered.

She majored in wood spirit roots, and was faintly restrained by the flame. Even facing the uncontrolled fire, it took a lot of effort.

There was hope in Pei Xihe's eyes.

Lu Qiulu did not hide this point, she is not good at fighting.

There was a sense of sluggishness in the movement, and he had never been sharpened in combat, and his spiritual power was not pure, so he was restrained by the flames of the fire talisman.

That being the case, she has now recovered about [-]% of her spiritual power due to the advantages of the elixir and the nine-inch spiritual root. Although her body suffered a little internal shock and contusion due to the explosive knife drawing technique, she is still no match for Lu Qiulu.

But only in the number of five or five.

Turning his eyes slightly, he moved to Mu Qing's side.

"Senior Sister Mu, now that you and I are in dire straits, there is no need to take extra precautions. I still have a ninth-grade ice talisman in my hand. Do you still have a hole card?"

Mu Qing and her looked at each other, there was a little hesitation in their eyes and they quickly let go.

Give up the little one and protect the big one, what a waste of hesitation!
She spoke quickly.

"I still have a ninth-grade golden thorn talisman, but my spiritual power is exhausted."

At this moment, Lu Han had killing intent on his face, and he was already slashing with a big knife.

Mu Qing had a look of disgust on his face, the damned thing was tricked into turning around by him.

Pei Xihe dodged the sword.

"I have some left."

Mu Qing threw the talisman and it fell into Pei Xihe's hands.

Her injuries were more serious, and she was burned by the flames. Now she is the weakest one on the scene, and she can only hope for Pei Xihe, who is in the same situation as her.

Pei Xihe caught the talisman.

The golden thorn talisman, the ice talisman, and the two talismans were held in her palm at once.

Lu Han had an ugly face and growled at Lu Qiulu.

"Hurry up and do it."

Pei Xihe held the Tang knife in his hand and swung the big knife away, only to feel the tiger's mouth numb, and it was painfully cracked.

The vines underfoot struck, and it was Lu Qiulu who was manipulating them.

She gritted her teeth.

Each of the Ninth Grade Spirit Talismans requires at least six or seven hundred spirit stones as a base. She gave up the spirit stones to save one piece to save her life. Now she is naturally reluctant to part with it, but she is even more reluctant to part with this life.

She injected spiritual power suddenly, triggering the golden thorn talisman.

The extremely sharp golden thorns shot out from the talisman, and the golden spiritual power echoed her golden spiritual root, making it even more handy.

"prick!"

The golden thorn shot towards Lu Han, extremely fast.

With brilliant golden spiritual power.

Suddenly Lu Han took out an earth spirit talisman from his bosom, his eyes showed distress.

He didn't want to use it at first, but now it's really painful,
There was a fierce look in Pei Xihe's eyes.

"I don't believe how much spiritual power you have left to activate that ice talisman."

It was only at this time that Mu Qing realized that Pei Xihe was only at the sixth level, and the number of cyclones and recovery speed should not be as good as Lu Han's. Now that Lu Han and her spiritual power have been exhausted due to the activation of the magic talisman, how can Pei Xihe survive? How much do you want?
She couldn't help but look desperate.

Pei Xihe exerted force on her feet and broke free from the restrained wooden vines.

There was a little light in the fundus of his eyes.

"Not always!"

The spiritual power in her body surged towards the ice talisman.

"go with!"

The fingertips moved the ice edge and stabbed directly at Lu Han.

Although Pei Xihe has three spiritual roots, but the spiritual root is a nine-inch spiritual root that they can't imagine, the speed of absorbing spiritual power, and the purity of the condensed spiritual power, even if they are practicing Qi Yangjue, they are stronger than them .

Among them, she would not explain to them, but she just looked at Lu Han, her eyes were gradually covered with frost, which was killing intent.

Pei Xihe had never killed anyone, only monsters, so her first reaction was a little panic.

But she was smarter and more sensitive than ordinary people, and she realized one thing all at once.

The world of cultivating immortals is far less beautiful than imagined. This is a world of cannibalism. If you are not born well, and your talent is not strong, then you must be ruthless enough to climb up and live well.

Then erase all your cowardice and hesitation!
The killing intent filled her heart for an instant, and her heart became firm instantly.

Where the ice edge pierced Lu Han's heart, it permeated his whole body in an instant.

Lu Han himself had already exhausted his spiritual power and was powerless to prevent the ice from spreading.

The blood was frozen inch by inch by the ice, and a monk who practiced Qi at the seventh level died like this, without a sound, just like a dead leaf falling.

Although Pei Xihe had made up his mind, he was determined.

But the feeling of killing someone for the first time made her feel bloodshot at the top of her head, and she couldn't feel anything. A gust of heat spread from her body, and her face was flushed.

Lu Qiulu let out an astonishingly shrill voice.

"elder brother!"

"You bitch! Bitch! Pay back my brother's life!"

The exclamation brought back Pei Xihe's thoughts, and seeing Lu Qiulu weeping and stabbing with a spirit sword in his hand, he found it extremely funny.

If they are only allowed to kill, do she and Mu Qing deserve to be killed by them?
What's the point? !

She stabilized her figure.

Lu Qiulu's figure, footwork, and sword-holding posture have long been messed up because of her crying and trembling.

Pei Xihe mentioned the few traces of spiritual power in her body, because she had almost exhausted just now after using the talisman.

But he still has a knife in his hand.

There are knives that have been practiced for more than two years.

She gets up in the morning and wields a wooden knife against the sun, and autumn comes, cold and hot, without shifting.

This Chunjian Rong is also an eighth-rank spiritual treasure, which cuts iron like mud, and the cold iron is hard.

She shouldn't lose, she won't lose!
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