She is Jianxiu

Chapter 389 Chapter Three Hundred Eighty-Eight

That being the case, whether the battle can be successfully concluded will be gathered on the battlefield of Fenxuan. Bai Shanke and Taoist Chi Zhou looked at each other and nodded, and brazenly greeted an evil cultivator Fenxuan!
This evil cultivator is not in the middle stage of Xuanxuan. Seeing that the strength of the person who was defeated by the two is indistinguishable, it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with it. In all directions, wait for Chi Zhou to surrender and kill him, just like before.

And the identity of the evil cultivator trapped under the great seal of the auspicious beast is not ordinary. She has a beautiful face of hibiscus, and the magic weapon in her hand is a blood jade purification bottle. The blood flow like a wild snake can strangle the cultivator alive, and can also penetrate through its seven orifices, and it doesn't take three breaths to suck it dry!

Her cultivation is not advanced, but few others can compare to the preciousness of the Jingping Dharma Artifact. This is because this woman is the guardian of the Thousand Pot Palace. Because of their close relationship, their status in Chishen Palace is also extraordinarily detached.

Chi Zhou and the two of them didn't know this reason, and they made up their minds to kill her here, and the Qizang School's "Ruishou Zhenxuan Great Seal" came from the Kunxing Mountain inheritance, and there are many ways to restrain evil things , the strands of blood she summoned were not very useful, and Chi Zhou directly grabbed them in his hands and pulled them hard, intending to drag them out of the clean bottle.

The protector of Qianhu Palace gritted his teeth and was furious. He had no choice but to cut off the blood flow with his fingers, so that the blood jade bottle could not let go. She didn't seem to have settled down, she rolled her eyes, and suddenly stepped forward to make a palm-to-hand gesture with Taoist Chi Zhou, and tightly grasped the bottleneck with her other hand, ready to go.

In the later stages, the gap between the small ranks becomes more and more obvious. This is also the reason why the higher the monk's realm, the more difficult it is to fight at the higher ranks.

A cultivator in the middle stage of Fenxuan wanted to use all his strength to face his palms. It was impossible for Bai Shanke to resist. Chi Zhou's eyes sharpened, and he yelled and pushed his palms away. It's a pity that the palm wind was so strong that it seemed to penetrate the clouds. But he missed it!

It turned out that the guardian of the Thousand Pot Hall twisted his waist and turned to attack like a water snake, and slammed his palm on the blood jade bottle. This time, he did not call out blood flow, but scattered blood beads that were hard to see with the naked eye. , Shoot at the seven orifices on Baishanke's face!

Although Chi Zhou and the two of them didn't know the power of the Jingping bottle, they could tell from the woman's almost fierce eyes that this move must be a killer move. In desperation, they had to quickly wave their sleeves to fly towards them. Block the blood beads!
However, the method of protecting the Dharma of Qianhu Palace is also very clever. Just now, I invited Chi Zhou to join hands to let him go out with all his strength, so as to reduce the distraction of Bai Shanke. Seeing the blood beads approaching, it is too late to turn around to protect each other. Bai Shanke frowned and raised his hand to call the big seal to him, but unexpectedly, the blood bead was very strange, it went straight through the big seal of Ruishou, and pierced towards his lips and nose.

He waved his hand to stop most of the blood drops coming, but there were still a few drops that could not be guarded against, as soon as they touched his face, they turned into wriggling blood-colored worms and quickly rushed into the seven orifices.

Bai Shanke suddenly felt the blood flow in his body, and he felt dizzy for a moment. He also knew the strangeness and function of the blood beads, and quickly urged his true energy to force them out, but the bug seemed to be attached to the bone. Gangrene, after entering through the seven orifices, it will directly dissipate in the blood of the whole body, it is difficult to separate it, let alone drive it out!
Taoist Chi Zhou looked at all this, but didn't know what to do. Seeing that Bai Shanke's face was as pale as paper, Pang Wan, who just happened to deal with his evil cultivators, grabbed his shoulder, and pointed a broad palm as big as a cattail leaf fan towards Bai Shanke. The guest closed the door, his technique was amazing, even the surrounding wind was agitating Zhang He, and as the beads on his neck flashed, he heard him muffled, and raised his big palm upwards, a few squirming blood red The little worm was drawn out of Baishanke's seven orifices, and exploded in the palm of his hand with a "crack"!
After this incident, Chi Zhou and the two had no intention of fighting, and hurriedly left the battlefield and returned to Shangchenzong Mountain Gate to cultivate. Now that the battle has reached a fierce cutoff, most of the opponents they can parry have been killed, and the rest are still in the corner. The recalcitrant Shinto monks are obviously not something they can defeat, so it is better to stop here, so as not to hurt more.

The Guardian of Qianhu Palace had seen Pang Wan inhaling all kinds of magic spells in an instant, and knew that this person was extremely powerful, so when facing him, he couldn't help avoiding the battle.

She wanted to run away without fighting, and she wanted to ask Pang Wan what she meant, her usual simple and honest smile seemed a bit sly today, with a pinch of the magic formula in her hand, the guardian of Qianhu Palace felt extremely heavy under her feet, not to mention running away , it is even difficult to move half a step.

Pang Wan is forcing her to fight!
The Dharma Guardian of the Thousand Pot Palace glanced to the side. Many of the monks who came here from the Blood Crow Gate, Luocha Mountain and other forces have fallen, and even if their lives are still alive, they are mostly themselves, and they will not take the risk to come to the rescue. , and the eight elders of Chishen Palace, there are only three of them alive now, all of them are in a state of embarrassment, their faces are dignified. As for the owner of Chishen Palace, she parries two Fenxuan monks alone, including a very powerful barefoot girl, There is no time to look around.

She only has a mid-level cultivation of Fenxuan, but the fat Taoist with a silly smile in front of her is a little higher than her own level, and she can kill monks of the same level with ease, so how can people not be frightened!

Pang Wan has always had a playful temper, and his Sky Swallowing Secret Technique also prefers to counterattack passively, so he was in a stalemate for a while, but he didn't even move a little bit. Knowing that there would be no way out for him until the opponent made a move, he raised his hand and poured the blood jade bottle into his palm, and fed the contents of the bottle into his mouth neatly, the whole movement was done in one go, flowing.

And Pang Wan's sharp eyesight, although it was only for a moment, he could see clearly what she poured out, his eyes were instantly filled with a strong look of disgust, he changed his previous passive posture, and flew forward to slap him!
The thing is so heavy that it is so mysterious that it is not unfamiliar. It is the evil spirit that Xie Fuling used. The guardian of the Thousand Pot Palace swallowed this evil spirit especially. The elders of the Liuren Pagoda who were killed are not inferior in comparison, which shows that the Chishen Palace Master has a deep preference for him!
After consuming the primordial spirit, her strength increased greatly, but she was also very cautious in fighting Pang Wan. When the palm wind hit, she quickly moved her stiff feet to escape, but she did not suffer any injuries.

Dodging a blow, the guardian of Qianhu Palace knew better not to blindly defend, so he threw the clean bottle into the air, only to see that the body of the bottle turned into a size of three feet long and one foot wide in the blink of an eye, and a viscous river of blood gushed out of it, like A blood dragon wrapped around Pang Wan's waist like a blood dragon, pressing his belly tightly!
Pang Wan opened his mouth to inhale the blood flow, and she urged the clean bottle to let out more, the two parties come and go, it just depends on who can't stand it first!
　Cast an early bedtime magic_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
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