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

Pei Xihe's golden eyes sank slightly, and there was no way to avoid it. The villain of Yuanshen in the crimson palace instantly overflowed with precious light, sweeping majestic mana, and giving birth to brilliant golden flames, which bombarded with the black luster.

But at this moment, the young man nodded with a smile, the chessboard in front of him and the long pavilion behind him all turned into smoke and scattered away.

He stood in the dust, his silver-white hair fluttered in the breeze, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Pei Xihe had enough mana, and there was nothing to cover her up. The golden flames shone, and there was an extraordinary aura of grandeur in them. It was a fire ignited in her blood, the golden flame of the day.

If so, the black light was like a blue wave, which wrapped the golden flame in an instant, turned the fire into water, and extinguished it.

Pei Xihe's golden eyes widened, and her heart was dumb for a moment. With her current mana, she was in danger of extinction even if the cultivators in the fairyland did not take precautions against such an ultimate move as the Great Sun Golden Flame.

This person is by no means an immortal, but a deity!even.

Pei Xihe saw the black light rushing towards her like a spirit snake, her complexion darkened, it was finally urging the mana brand imprinted in her body, a large piece of red gold mana gushed out from her body like a burning flame, and the golden wheel Zhao Zhao.

She took a deep breath, but her heart never let go. Seeing that the black light also scattered and covered the red gold seal, she felt a sense of inevitability that her boots would fall to the ground.

There is nothing to do with the magic power left by Xixuan, there is nothing to do, but to accept it calmly.

With such power, even if he escaped from Tianyu, he could forcibly tear apart the space to find it.

The ink light is like black water, soaking into her meridians and bones, and then pouring into the dantian of the sea of ​​​​qi, and then turning into a chess piece that is as lacquered as ink and as moist as jade.

The dantian of her sea of ​​qi is like a small world, the sea of ​​clouds and mists are billowing, all transformed by pure mana, containing divine objects such as Tianguang Saber, Huan Tianzhu, etc. At this moment, the chess piece fell into the sea of ​​qi like a falling star.

"Oh!"

There is a clear sound in the body, falling stars into the sea, breaking the clouds and splitting the waves, calling Tianguang Dao, etc. Her natal life has retreated to the side, and this sunspot is actually settled in the middle of the dantian, suppressing all directions.

However, there was no sign of danger in front of him, so Pei Xihe recalled what the young man said earlier.

The starter Tianyuan is for provocation.

In fact, Pei Xihe just threw it at will, without any other thoughts. This sunspot clearly fell into the central star point and went away.

"The foundation is not stable, and the latecomers come first?"

Pei Xihe murmured these words in a low voice, full of confusion in her heart.

The foundation is not stable?How could she be so unstable?

Today's Pei Xihe is an innate being, who regards himself as one, and regards the body as the way, harmonizes with spirits, demons, and demons, and coincides with the original truth. The ones are only slim, otherwise, how can they win the more than [-] places on the list?

And Pei Xihe looked at the quiet and unmoving sunspot in the sea of ​​qi, and felt a little depressed in his heart.

She has always wanted to have everything in her hands, not so controlled.

The riddlers in the world deserve to be hit with thousands of knives.

Just when Pei Xihe was about to think about the meaning of "the opportunity is in the southeast, the world of mortals, everything goes well", he suddenly felt that the fish jade pendant in his sleeve was shining.

This thing can be used to send messages, but this time it only has fluctuations. I'm afraid it's too late for Song Qingge to send the message.

She was discovered by that evil cultivator?Presumably they are already in battle.

Pei Xihe sighed inwardly, suppressed his previous thoughts, urged his mana into the jade pendant, and grasped the direction according to the yin and yang Pisces sense.

She took another look at the mountain pavilion that had already turned into dust, her eyes were complex, and suddenly turned into golden light, and swept towards one place.

……

"Tsk tsk."

The male cultivator let out a sneer. He was dressed in a scarlet blood robe with a ferocious skull tattooed on it. If it wasn't Gu Zishang, who else would he be?
He tapped his fingertips, and a majestic blood-colored mist poured out from the body, turning into strands. Looking closely, it turned out to be a ghost.

"call out!"

"Fellow Daoist, let's join forces first!"

One long and one short, one white and one red, the two fairy swords pierced through the sky. They are ice and fire in the open, but yin and yang in the dark. They are exactly "bingtang" and "hawthorn".

Song Qingge showed a serious face, his heart sank slightly, but he never thought that this evil cultivator had reached the peak of the seventh realm. Compared with the first entry to the seventh realm in the message, one can get a glimpse of the sneakiness and swiftness of this evil cultivation.

And the "Fellow Daoist" she called out to was tall and tall, holding a spear with a silver body and red tassels, his eyes were red, full of sadness.

This son and Gu Zishang belong to the same seven realms, and at the moment of the strike, there is a majestic magic power like a landslide and the sea, which makes the thick snow covered by the mountain collapse one by one, which shows that the background is extraordinary.

And Gu Zishang raised his right hand and waved his sleeves, the ghostly spirit condensed by the huge blood mist suddenly condensed into a ball, turning into a ferocious ghost head to hand over the spear.

The majestic wind blowing from the two immortal swords shattered his cassock to pieces, but he saw the evil glutton crawling around his thin waist.

"Taotie?"

Song Qingge was able to become an immortal as a teacher, and instantly recognized the origin of his heels.

Gu Zishang tilted his head and said with a smile, "That's very insightful."

The gluttonous totem gleamed with blood, causing a majestic force to emanate from his body. The animal claws reached his right arm, and Gu Zishang, with his flesh and blood, forcibly grabbed the hawthorn sword point!
Crackling, like a collision of gold and stone.

Song Qingge's complexion was solemn for a moment, and his eyes were cold.

"Burning!"

She made a tactic with her right hand, and her mind was connected, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the natal sword burst into red flames, like a flying phoenix crying, carrying a meteor of fire from the sky.

The mana blasted, Gu Zishang was jealous of the crimson fireworks, so he couldn't help but let go and flew backwards.

And the previous male cultivator also rushed out from the ghost head, his face flushed, and he roared: "I will make you pay for my Taoist companion today!"

And Song Qingge was standing in the air, and at this moment, he unconsciously glanced under him.

Seeing that mountain covered with heavy snow, the eyes are full of beautiful colors, but there is a place stained with red, in which lies a woman's mummified corpse.

Song Qingge came here for the first time and found the traces of Gu Zishang, and was about to invite 'Zhao Daoyou' to fight the enemy together, but a pair of Taoists from Jingji Academy, both of the seventh realm, came to find him.

After some fighting, mana and aura surged, even Song Qingge couldn't hide her figure anymore, so she had to fight with each other, but the female cultivator died under Gu Zishang's sorcery, her soul was shattered, and her blood was sucked out of her soul .

But this male cultivator was full of grief and anger, and he was in chaos when he was fighting.

This evil cultivator swallowed the female fairy's cultivation level, apparently supplemented her vitality, and her mana power was even better than before, making it difficult for the two of them to succeed, she sighed softly in her heart, feeling that her mana power was gradually weakening.

At this very moment, a golden light pierced the sky, and the snow and ice melted wherever it passed.

Pei Xihe was feeling a bit depressed, and her eyes were piercing when she came here this time.

A skyfire pupil opened between her brows, instantly spraying out a magnificent pillar of fire, as if it could burn mountains and boil seas, once this technique is performed, the cold air carried by the snow-capped mountains will be swept away, and it will be scorching and dry instead.

The ice and snow melted, and the water merged into a stream.

Pei Xihe held the skylight tightly with her right hand, the golden pattern lit up, and the god crow cried out. Following the urging of "Eighteen Speeches of Blowing Dreams", she appeared behind Gu Zishang in an instant, and slashed at him with a single blow!

I didn't think about it... I wrote a ten-page experiment report all afternoon, and I was writing two preview reports at night.When I finished writing a copy, I suddenly remembered it.