Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 1667
In the thorn forest, Pei Shiya made a big show in front of the white light barrier, almost stunned everyone.

The lotus pestle, the talisman of life that Pei Shiya sacrificed, exuded wisps of cold light, and there was a "click" sound after every move.

The white light barrier in front of him was blown out with a fine crack.

Dugu Liren's eyes moved, and her face changed slightly.

Standing beside her, Jiang Feihuang showed some approval in his eyes, "It's amazing. Ms. Pei has not yet reached the seventieth level, but she has concocted a talisman. It must be some secret technique used by her mother, Master Pei..."

The implication is that it reveals a bit of envy.

As we all know, the natal magic weapon can grow with itself at the same time. In the later stage, the star controllers above level 91 are fighting for the strength of the natal magic weapon and phantom.

It is conceivable how important the natal magic weapon is to a cultivator.

Being able to sacrifice one's own natal magic weapon one step earlier has only benefits and no harm to one's own cultivation.

Although Dugu Liren didn't say anything, she was really jealous in her heart.

Her Dugu family has a great career, but there is no kung fu method that can allow disciples to sacrifice their natal magic weapon before the seventieth level.

This woman, Pei Shiya, deliberately showed off in front of many forces at this time.

The most hateful thing is that she actually pretended to be there.

The lotus pestle, the natal magic weapon that Pei Shiya sacrificed, is the same as her own body, and does not need to be controlled by consciousness, so she can advance and retreat as she pleases.

The lotus pestle carried wisps of cold air and smashed three times at the white light barrier.

Everyone opened their eyes wide at the same time, delighted to see that the barrier was broken by a hole that only a half-human cat could enter and exit.

"Everyone, go forward!" Some disciple excitedly called out, and everyone rushed towards the hole.

But she was stopped by a fairy girl disciple in Frozen Canyon.

"Hey, let's come in order. We, Junior Sister Pei, broke the barriers, so we should come first, so we should go first in the Frozen Canyon."

Yang Yu'er in the Frozen Canyon was among a group of teachers and sisters, showing a smile with complacency, and following Pei Shiya and her party, she bent down quickly and passed through the hole.

Zhou Jian was eager to try after them, but Zhao Ziang pulled him off again and took a few steps back.

"Brother! What are you doing?" Zhou Jian said angrily.

This senior brother is not in a hurry to do anything. I don't know if it is too late, good things will become someone else's?
Zhao Ziang motioned her to look at He Fengyang, the palm seat, and saw a smile on the face of his palm seat, standing there with a fairy-like bone, communicating with the golden guardian and the silver guardian in a low voice, as if he didn't care about the ice that entered the barrier first. Everyone in the canyon.

Zhou Jian stomped his feet, groaning secretly in his heart: Senior brother is not in a hurry, and the seat holders are not in a hurry either.This was originally a secret realm located within the range of Xuanjian Peak, so why should it be given to people from other sects to get there first.

Zhou Jian was about to die of anger.

At the same time, Pei Shiya and others who entered the white light barrier were beating everywhere to find the entrance to the secret realm.

Yang Yu'er leaned over to the female disciple who had blocked other people from entering, with a flattering expression on her face, "Senior Sister Yan, those people outside just now looked so funny. I couldn't say anything after being blocked by Senior Sister Yan."

Yan Xianyun smiled faintly, "It's thanks to Junior Sister Pei's natal magic weapon that all those people outside shut up."

(End of this chapter)