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

Chapter 37 The Sword of Sishui

Pei Xihe broke out at her maximum speed.

She never knew she could go so fast, as fast as a gust of wind.

All the strength of the whole body was used to run.

Pei Xihe was breathing heavily and was panting.

It won't be long before the sea of ​​fire will recede without her spiritual support.

She swallowed the eighth-grade back spirit pill, and felt that the spiritual power in her body was recovering rapidly, and she was very grateful for her willingness at this moment.

I bought this elixir as soon as I returned to Kunlun.

If it weren't for this, even the spiritual power to escape would be difficult to sustain at this moment.

That burly man should have come to his senses at this moment, and chased him.

He is at the ninth level of Qi training, and he dared to ambush the disciples of the sect here, presumably because he is extremely familiar with the route.

Must run out of Blue Wind Collar.

It has been more than three days since Pei Xihe came to Cangfeng, and she just killed the third blue python and completed the task.

But Blue Wind occupies an area of ​​ten thousand hectares, which cannot be figured out in just a few days.

She chose a path and ran all the way north, choosing the shortest path to escape from Blue Wind Territory.

Get rid of the terrain that Li Qing is familiar with, thus creating favorable conditions for his escape.

She had a slight pain below her chest because she kept running.

Even taking a breath made her respiratory tract tingle, and her chest was throbbing even more.

But Li Qing came too fast.

Pei Xihe's five senses were superb, and her spiritual sense was innately stronger than that of ordinary people. She heard Li Qing's footsteps and breathing almost instantly.

Turning his head to look, Li Qing was grinning grinningly, his gaping mouth seemed to want to tear her apart.

Pei Xihe was terrified all of a sudden, it's really strange that she can calmly stand under the ferocious claws of monsters now, but she is afraid because of people's malice.

She ran desperately, but a layer of jade-like light condensed on Li Qing's feet.

He practiced the way of speeding up his legs!
No wonder he caught up with him so fast, in such a short time.

Pei Xihe gritted her teeth. She carried several storage bags, three storage bags for sect missions, two storage bags for her own sundries, and one for pills and spirit stones.

She casually threw out a storage bag containing sundries.

"Brother, please forgive me, if you want the spirit stone, I will give it to you."

The speed is extremely fast, the footsteps are non-stop, and the storage bag is thrown decisively, but there is obvious heartache in the eyes.

Seeing this distress, Li Qing immediately grabbed the storage bag wrapped in spiritual power.

Although he still didn't stop, Pei Xihe caught this little gap in his reaction.

She suddenly distanced herself from Li Qing.

Li Qing's tentacles suddenly felt slippery.

wrong!

Anger and ruthlessness burst out of his eyes, and spiritual power instantly protected his wrist.

A layer of gray-black powder was on top, pushed back by the brown-yellow earth spirit power.

It's poison!Fortunately, he reacted quickly, only part of it was invaded, and he could be forced out by using his spiritual power.

"Little girl, you are courting death!"

When Pei Xihe first left the sect to do a mission, he bought the poison.

It was just bought and never used, it was always for self-defense, but now her eyes were shining, and she tried her best to escape from this place.

The poison was only grade nine, and it was not very effective, but it would be good if it could hinder Li Qing for a second.

There was a tingling sensation in my leg, the soreness from running, but I couldn't stop.

After Li Qing forced out the toxin, he quickly chased after him.

His face was full of evil spirits, and there was no trace of joking.

This girl is not slippery, she looks eight or nine years old, but she is even more difficult to deal with than those 20-year-old disciples he has ambushed.

At this age, he has reached the eighth realm, but he also knows that the disciple who is on the mission is not from a family with a strong family background, so he doesn't need to worry about the elders chasing him down.

So he must torture this little bitch to death!

Pei Xihe saw that Li Qing was getting closer and closer, and he was only a hundred steps away at most.

There was a bit of despair in her heart.

But this despair was quickly reversed into the courage to fight against the odds.

No matter how difficult it is to die in this ghost place, at the hands of this person, she will not let herself suffer humiliation.

She would rather ignite red flames to attack her master and burn herself completely.

A determination flashed in Pei Xihe's eyes, and she suddenly reversed from the fast running.

Both hands held Chun Jianrong firmly.

Her hands trembled, the tiger's mouth that had just shattered was forceful, and the monk's strong repairing power caused the scarred wound to burst open at this moment.

Even if you want to die, you have to stab this person fiercely!

Li Qing was approaching quickly, but Pei Xihe suddenly turned back.

The force with which the two collided made Pei Xihe's attack terrifyingly strong.

A knife light suddenly broke.

call out!
The knife slashed on the huge spiritual hammer, causing Li Qing to retreat dozens of steps.

But Pei Xihe was also directly repelled dozens of steps by the reaction force.

Pei Xihe hated it extremely in her heart, and given her a little more time, she would never be worse than the person in front of her if she reached the ninth level of Qi training.

Anger was burning in Li Qing's heart, and the sledgehammer shook his right arm, making him dizzy. He was forced to concentrate, and his head was full of severe pain.

hatred!
He wants this little bitch not to live, not to die!
The Tang knife in Pei Xihe's hand met the giant hammer, crackling and crackling crazily.

It's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable, Pei Xihe felt his whole body trembling, controlled by the counter-shock force of the giant hammer, the light of the knife became slower and slower.

Her spiritual power and vigor are being exhausted.

Seeing that ferocious face, a flash of determination flashed in her heart.

The last touch of spiritual power in the palm has summoned Lie Yan (raging flames).

But suddenly.

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to hurt my Kunlun disciple!"

A blue light flashed.

It was a spiritual exercise.

When Pei Xihe saw the person coming, he was wearing a white Kunlun student uniform, but the skirt was embroidered with blue silver silk embroidery like the waves of the sea.

She recognized it instantly.

She knows this person!Although the latter did not know her.

In the introductory meeting of the disciples of the outer Kunlun sect, the most shining people I have seen in the crowd.

Ming Linlang is the absolute arrogance of first-class disciples as soon as he gets started!

Ming Linlang's figure is somewhat taller than children of the same age, and her eyes are blue, like the waves of the ocean.

It is the ten realms of Qi training!
Ming Linlang never concealed his realm, Pei Xihe felt it all at once.

ten realms.

Her thoughts are a bit complicated. The first nine levels of Qi training and the last three levels can be said to be a huge watershed. The first nine levels are condensed into nine cyclones, which is the acme of mortals.

But the development of the last three cyclones symbolizes the real cleansing of the mortal body and the laying of the foundation of the immortal way.

The tenth realm cleanses the muscles, the eleventh realm cleanses the bones and blood, and the twelve realms refines the internal organs.

At this point, washing away the mundane filth and stepping into the foundation building is to lay the foundation.

The difficulty of each realm is comparable to the previous five or six realms.

With entry, others have already reached the tenth realm. If she hadn't had the chance to get the demon pill, which realm would she be in now?

It would be a lie to say that you are not jealous.

But at this moment, she helped out, and her heart was full of gratitude.

If it wasn't so, he would really have set himself on fire just now.

Just for this incident, Pei Xihe can remember his kindness for a lifetime.

Ming Linlang holds a long blue sword in her hand. Although she is small, she already shows a bit of immortal air of being independent from the world.

There were blue eyes in her eyes.

With the spirit sword in his hand, he swung thousands of blue and blue sword shadows in an instant.

Sixth Grade Spiritual Sword!Qiushuiying!

Sixth grade swordsmanship!A sword from Surabaya!
(End of this chapter)