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

Chapter 50

Pei Xihe chopped off half of the red-clothed ghost's body with a single blow. If it was an ordinary monk, even after the foundation was established, he would have to remove most of his vitality, but this is a ghost.

There was a gloomy roar.

The two halves of the body that had been cut apart had no blood flowing, but a strange black-red mist.

In an instant, the female ghost recovered as before.

There was a fierceness in her bright red eyes.

The ten fingernails of both hands suddenly became black and long, and they grabbed her fiercely.

Pei Xihe blocked with a long knife.

Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai held spirit swords and cooperated seamlessly, cutting all the ghosts and phantoms beside them into a black mist.

Seeing the red-clothed ghost condense out again, that aura is already comparable to that of a monk who has completed Qi training, and even faintly has the aura of stepping on the foundation of the ghost king.

They looked at each other with seriousness in their eyes, and saw Pei Xihe's long knife blocking Li Gui's two sharp claws.

The swords of the two met.

What they practiced was an eighth-grade superior Taoist sword art, and the combined efforts of the two of them far surpassed the strength of one person.

A brilliant aura glowed from the connected blades.

Terrifying sword energy spread from the tip of the sword.

"Junior Sister Pei, please!"

Pei Xihe turned around and moved aside, revealing the figure of the ghost, and the sword energy blasted towards the face of the ghost in red in an instant.

At this moment, Ding Wan's eyes also sharpened.

She put away the unfolded spiritual umbrella, and on the tip of the umbrella, a brilliant ball of spiritual light suddenly turned into a beam of light, piercing towards the ghostly figure.

The four of them are all masters of the three realms after Qi training.

Even if this fierce ghost is already vaguely about to set foot in the realm of the ghost king, if it doesn't set foot, it means it doesn't set foot, and if it doesn't get promoted, it means it doesn't get promoted.

Let them have no fear of the half step!

Seeing this, Pei Xihe exhausted all the spiritual energy in her body.

She jumped up and reached mid-air, holding knives in both hands, and slashed from bottom to top.

The hegemony of drawing the sword and the technique of the Canglang sword have been fused by her through continuous training.

There was a nine-layer wave of this knife, with a burst of icy cold air, coming quickly and fiercely, bringing the power of the knife to the extreme.

Cut the waves!
The ghost received three heavy blows, and the ghost aura all over her body was exhausted to the extreme, and she let out an incomparably shrill scream.

The whole ghost was turned into pieces by these three extremely sharp attacks.

Countless black and red mist was continuously cut and worn away by sword energy, sword energy, and golden light.

There seemed to be more than one ghostly scream in it.

Pei Xihe glanced around.

The black ghost phantom is not as good as this red-clothed ghost.

She made a trick, a large red spiritual fire in the palm of her hand.

burn!
The black mist and ghosts themselves have been weakened by Ding Wan and Jiao Shan Jiao Hai, and now they are burned into nothingness by the power of the upright flame.

Pei Xihe quickly swallowed an eighth-rank spirit-returning pill, which was full of pills and was very valuable. She felt distressed after swallowing it, but in the current situation, only her abundant spiritual power can truly guarantee be safe.

The red-clothed ghost was burned by the flames, and did not leave for a long time. Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai looked at each other, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and threw a silver bead the size of an egg.

It fell directly into the flames, and with a bang, it was silver lightning flashing.

The eighth-rank secret treasure, Dileizi.

Under the double strangulation of Lei Huo, the stubborn black and red ghostly mist was completely blown into nothingness!

And suddenly, a sharp breath erupted from a distance!
Pei Xihe suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Run away!"

Ding Wan was still a little dazed, and Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai were also in a daze.

"It's Foundation Establishment!"

As soon as the three of them heard this, their spiritual energy erupted again just before it subsided, and they ran desperately.

The four figures were so fast that they all had afterimages.

But not enough!

The sharp aura that erupted caught up with more than half of the distance in just an instant!
Practice Qi and build foundation.

This is a big gap.

One is still accumulating cyclone spiritual power in the body, while the other has already washed the mortal body, removed the stale air, and sublimated the level of life.

The power of the foundation building is not as powerful as that of the golden core cultivator, but it is enough to walk in the air for a short time.

The approaching figure was flying fast in mid-air, getting closer and closer!
Several black streaks of spiritual power shot out of the sky, attacking the four of them viciously.

The spiritual power training looked closer and closer to him.

Pei Xihe clenched her teeth.

Damn!

It's an evil cultivator!This kind is different from pure ghost cultivators. They manipulate ghosts by sorcery and devour the flesh and blood of living people to nourish their own evil cultivators!

And he's still a Foundation Establishment monk!

How could you meet a foundation-building cultivator here?

Her judgment has been wrong all along, but why didn't the Foundation Establishment cultivators kill them directly at the beginning?Was it because he had some secrets before and couldn't do it?
Judging from the killing intent at this moment, it seems that it is.

As soon as this person came out, there was a reasonable explanation for everything before.

The evil cultivator manipulated the ghost, so that the red clothes were controlled by him, constantly increasing his hostility and twisting, and his strength rose.

She took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in her body exploded with madness.

The spiritual power training was extremely terrifying, and it was already approaching him.

There is no avoiding it, wielding a long knife, all spiritual power is in luck.

The spiritual light wiped across the blade and collided with the spiritual power.

Is this the foundation-building spiritual power?

The coercion of the spiritual power in it pressed hard on her whole body, and there was an evil spirit that wanted to invade her whole body and disturb her spiritual power.

She tried her best to resist the blazing body protection.

Finally, it was hard to cut off the spiritual power, and her whole body flew out.

After killing the ghost herself, only [-] to [-]% of the spiritual power in her body was left, and after swallowing the elixir, it has not recovered to more than half.

Pei Xihe bumped into a giant tree on his back, and spat out a mouthful of foul blood.

The evil cultivator's figure moved in mid-air one after another, Ding Wan, Jiaoshan Jiaohai, none of them could escape.

The four of them were sent flying to the same place, and the eyes of the three were full of fear and disbelief.

Who can imagine the task of haunting an ordinary village, but the power of the ghost is relatively high, and there will be a foundation-building evil cultivator hidden? !

Lin Zhao approached little by little, his eyes full of pleasure.

After absorbing the Spirit Blood Flower, his Foundation Establishment Realm is now completely stable, the jade steps in his body have changed from three colors to five colors, and his foundational strength has greatly increased.

Now these four little reptiles are finally in his palm, they can be crushed with just a pinch.

But when he saw Pei Xihe, a little excitement appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that there is a beauty in such a little reptile!"

Pei Xihe was furious in her heart. She knew that she had received a lot of help and benefits because of this color, and she never denied it.

But she hated those salivating, naked, greedy eyes.

It seems that this beautiful color is just a piece of fat in their eyes.

Even if she fought desperately, she would not let herself fall into the hands of such a person.

Pulling out the knife, he felt severe pain all over his body, bleeding from the corner of his lips, lining his pale and haggard cheeks.

He slashed at the evil cultivator fiercely.

One knife after another creates a terrifying knife style.

Lin Zhao was a little careless at first, but suddenly frowned.

"Knife intent?"

It's already intentional, it's really amazing, and it's really amazing to drag such a powerful genius into the quagmire.

Get him excited!
He broke through ten thousand spells with all his strength, and the majestic spiritual power of his foundation and cultivation base was like a sea tide, fiercely pushing away all the blades.

Pei Xihe spit out another mouthful of turbid blood, which was mixed with some broken bits.

Seeing that the other three had no strength to fight back, a bit of madness flashed in her eyes.

The spiritual power was almost gone, and her body was in severe pain, but she still had it in her hands.

And her knife.

Suddenly, a strange throb echoed in my heart.

Yes, my knife.

She stood up again, Lin Zhao narrowed her eyes.

Sword intent, newborn.

Pei Xihe was covered in blood, and her eyes were full of cruelty. She was not as tender and delicate as a spring flower like her appearance. She was a thorny vine, chasing and climbing upwards.

She does not admit defeat!

Why can't Qi practice cut and build foundation?
She, Pei Xihe, wants to give it a try today, even if she fights with her life!

(End of this chapter)