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

Chapter 845
The moment Wu Qingyun spoke, her toes were moving in the air, and it was only then that Pei Xihe and Chan Yi realized that she was barefoot, and at this moment there was a natural savagery from her body.

These belonged exclusively to the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were born during the time of the boundless world.

The light blue luster was hidden in the clouds, making it impossible for people to catch it, but Pei Xihe's magical power was unrivaled, even if there was a gap between the two women, they could still understand such changes.

The smile in Pei Xihe's eyes disappeared completely, but his expression remained calm.

She showed a bit of confusion and vigilance at the right time, as if startled by what Wu Qingyun said just now, she pursed her lips and asked, "Don't you know Fellow Daoist Qingyun?"

Pei Xihe didn't have any worries in his heart, not to mention the Chanyi who was at the Heavenly Venerable Realm beside him, he was even more powerful in battle, so he wouldn't be afraid of this couple of witch clan and Taoist priests.

Since Wu Qingyun dared to do something secretly, he naturally never saw the situation where Chanyi crushed the scorpion beast before.

She was vigilant in her heart, but she did have a condescending sense of scrutiny, looking at Yihua and Xiaohua in front of her, Xindao actually chose such bastard names to deceive herself, and looked down on her so much, so her killing intent became stronger.

But at this moment, Han Hong who was beside Wu Qingyun suddenly changed his expression. He looked at Pei Xihe, pinched his right hand hurriedly, and there were miraculous lines growing on the back of his hand.

Pei Xihe observed secretly and found that there were fluctuations in the blood power of the witch clan in his body, and he couldn't help but think of some old things.

She seems to have encountered this witch clan before.At that time, Pei Xihe first entered the Upper Immortal Realm after his ascension, and before he could gain a firm foothold, he encountered raiders, one was a female dragon monster, and the other was a male ghost.

That man died tragically in his hands, and was searched for his soul by her. His name was Han Xiang. Could it be that he had something to do with the Han Hong in front of him, so it was such a coincidence?

Han Hongsu had a cold face, and there was a bit of questioning in his voice. The ancestral witch's brand on the back of his hand was completely clear, and there was an invisible spiritual coercion.

"You know this man."

With a wave of his hand, his mana congealed a portrait of a man, which was exactly the same as the Han Xiang that Pei Xihe recalled.

Pei Xihe glanced at Wu Qingyun from the corner of her eyes, and under the scrutiny of the magic power, there was a light blue mist all around, but the naked eye could not see the slightest bit.

The cyan mist was in the shape of threads, more precisely like slender bugs, which interfered with the surroundings with a unique rhythm to hide themselves, and was enveloping Pei Xihe and Chanyi.

Pei Xihe yawned, his expression became contemptuous, he no longer had the previous confusion and vigilance, but instead showed some provocation.

"I know you. I think that when I was ascending, I happened to meet this thief who robbed me. It seems to be from the Six Realms of Immortals? I couldn't help but beat him, and I crushed him with one hand."

This witch clan's secret technique is really interesting. I burned his body clean with a golden fire back then, and Han Hong could still tell what I thought God knew and I knew.

"you!"

Han Hong frowned, but he was thinking quickly in his heart.It seems that it was only about a hundred years ago when Ah Xiang was killed.

century? !According to what this woman meant, she was actually an ascension cultivator, and it took such a short time to be promoted from Heavenly Immortal to High Immortal?
"Miss!"

Wu Qingyun didn't know about Han Xiang, he was about to wake up his Taoist companion, but saw that the graceful woman had already stepped forward, and three silver bells were dangling on her left ankle, obviously there were no beads in it, but there was a clear and clear sound.

She had a red face and a dangerous look on her face.

"Ah Hong, these two female cultivators have been enveloped by the 'Mysterious Gu Miao Fang Ding', look at me and refine them into two most obedient Gu worms."

If the picture is poor, the two sides no longer need to make false claims.

Wu Qingyun shot thunderously, a totem flickered on his forehead, and a strange creature was drawn between the flowing spirit lines, with a human face and a beast body, with ears like dogs, and green snakes hanging from his ears. It was Wu Shebishi, the ancestor of poison!

Her face became more strange and charming, exuding a soul-stirring demon light, and the previous light green mist covered by Wu Qingyun completely disappeared, strands and strands, densely lingering in this space, strands and strands They were all trembling, it turned out to be Gu insects.

Driven by the sound of the bell, they swam wildly towards Pei Xihe and Chanyi.

In Wu Qingyun's eyes, there was a look of certainty, the previous method worked, those 'living corpses' had poured into the bodies of these two women, and now they must have filled all the meridians and dantians, where is there any chance for them to come back?
And the cyan Gu worms were shrouded in mist, and unexpectedly formed a big cauldron in this space, covering Pei Xihe and Chanyi in it.

But Wu Qingyun's heart skipped a beat suddenly. She looked at Han Hong beside her with a shocked expression, as if she was going to ask something, but Pei Xihe smiled.

"It's interesting."

She raised her right palm, and golden flames gushed out, and a small blue figure was struggling in the burning fireworks.

Pei Xihe used mana to activate the real fire of the sun. The power of the ten divine fires was naturally terrifying, and they couldn't burn the Gu insects to death for a short time, but they were enough to suppress and expel them.

She lowered her eyes and saw that this Gu worm was able to struggle in the real fire, so its tyrannical body was already comparable to the acquired gods.

Wu Qingyun's method of securing the chance of winning was restrained, and his pupils shrank for a moment, but Han Hong beside him changed suddenly and turned into a straw puppet, sending a voice transmission before leaving.

"My lady, this woman may have gone from a celestial to an immortal within a hundred years. It's shocking and unprecedented. There must be something wrong with her. Her husband's heart is too weak to support her. When disaster strikes, you can fly away separately. If you are a lady, can you After taking her fortune, I also wish you a smooth journey to immortality, and go straight to Qingyun."

damn thing!Extremely hypocritical!

Wu Qingyun cursed furiously in her heart, this Han Hong inherited the blood of the Wu clan, and when he condensed his dharma body, he was constructed with reference to the ancestor of the wind witch, mastered the supernatural power of wind escape, and combined with the rice puppet even deceived her.

But she didn't have time to condemn Han Hong, and her pretty face was completely horrified.Seeing that Chanyi was also safe and sound, she stretched out her right hand, revealing the sharp bone claw under the silver robe, which made Wu feel terrified.

"Bones?"

"Heavenly Venerable!"

Wu Qingyun finally knew what kind of existence he had provoked, and immediately urged out the 69-foot Dharma Body, only to see its human head and animal body, with ears like dogs hanging green snakes.

Shebishi is good at poison and can also change the weather, and was also called the weather ancestral witch by later monks.When this woman makes a move, she can see that she has mastered such supernatural powers very well.

The sky is dark purple, there is a strong wind blowing under it, and the shower is coming, and even more strangely, there is a sense of scorching heat from it.

Knowing that she was invincible, she was already fighting for her life at this moment, and the dharma body rushed towards Chanyi in the posture of dying together, which was in stark contrast to the thin bone claws, but they were as fragile as paper.

But in the end, it was for Wu Qingyun to win a moment. She has already hoped for Tianzun in the third extreme state, and the double cultivation of Gu and poison has changed a lot. Immediately, she used the substitute Gu to wipe away the backlash caused by the broken body, and urged the secret technique of the witch clan to escape far away. place.

Pei Xihe stretched out her palm, infiltrated the laws of operation around her, and compiled the myriads that belonged to her after twisting them, which is exactly the "Palm World" that she has been very proficient in.

Can't escape the palm of my hand, this sentence couldn't be more appropriate here.

Wu Qingyun's background is extraordinary, and Pei Xihe spent forty to five percent of her mana to successfully intercept it, but Chanyi was not free, she cast the ancient immortal's inheritance technique, the side gate floated up and down, and the purple glow swayed.

She stretched out her hand to split the space, even if it was hundreds of thousands of miles away, a bone hand grabbed the man's embarrassing figure, it was Han Hong who had escaped earlier.

The small bead in Pei Xihe's palm shattered, and Wu Qingyun also fell out of it.

She clapped her hands and said, "Look, the desperate mandarin duck."

Pei Xihe was about to take action, but saw that the witch had put aside his previous suspicions and held hands, bloody fireworks burst from his body, and the barbaric spirit of the witch clan gushed out majesticly.

"Use the blood of the witch to worship the soul of the witch."

Pei Xihe was in a bad mood, Lei Ting's hob aura was like a tornado blasting towards the two of them, and Chan Yi also unleashed terrifying magic power, but it was a step too late.

"The magical method of heaven and earth proves my supernatural power."

"Kowtow to the Ancestral Witch God!"

A ray of light and phantom flashed out, and lightly smashed the tornado of saber energy.The Twelve Patriarchal Witches are ancient gods and demons, who possessed profound fortune and mystery, and the remnants of their spiritual thoughts and part of their power have been passed down and flowed in the blood of these descendants of the witch clan.

This is obviously Wu Qingyun and Han Hong's last hole card.

(End of this chapter)