A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 44
The nine-story pagoda emitted a hazy clear light, which enveloped the white cloud like water and blocked the flames falling from the sky.

This scene exceeded everyone's expectations.

When the nine-story pagoda came out of the sky, all the Nascent Soul Daxiu of the Kunshan Sect couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Nine Ling Pagoda."

The Kunshan sect inherits the ancient Kunyumen, and it is said that there are three great treasures in the Kunyumen.

They are Kunlun Jade, Jiuling Pagoda and Kunshan Bell.

It's just that it's been a long time, except for the records in the Zongmen classics, no one has seen it.

But when the nine-story pagoda was born, it exuded a terrifying and powerful aura.

Almost everyone recognized it!
That is the Jiuling Pagoda!

Because from above they feel the breath of the same strain.

Moreover, they also sensed that the person who moved the pagoda had strong and long magic power, and he was a great monk who had cultivated the twelve realms of the Nascent Soul to perfection.

The surging true essence crushed all the Nascent Souls.

It can be called a half-step primordial spirit.

"This is the "Kunyu Evergreen Sutra" from the Nascent Soul Realm!"

There was a sect elder who felt the vast and majestic aura of true energy, and his face was shocked.

At the same time, I was puzzled.

The breath on the other side is so strange.

Could it be that a senior from the Zongmen found the inheritance of Kunyumen and protected us in secret?

Beside the Demon God's Pillar, he felt the energy fluctuations emanating from the Jiuling Pagoda, and the Yuanshen Jun smiled coldly.

"Hmph, if the Primordial Spirit Master still fears you a little bit, even the mere Yuanying Xiaoxiu dares to activate the pure Yang magic weapon, let me see how much real energy you have to consume."

The voice did not fall.

The magic fire that descended from the sky was endless and even more terrifying, like destroying the world, surrounding the nine-story pagoda in the sky.

Every flame exudes a frightening aura, enough to kill the primordial spirit.

The nine-storied pagoda stands in the raging fire, and the magic flame and Qingguang fight each other.

The magnificent dark magic flame and the hazy and ethereal clear light constantly collided, consumed, and shattered, exuding a thrilling avenue charm.

The consumption of each flame and each ray of light is enough to consume all the true essence of an ordinary Nascent Soul.

Therefore, in order to use the pure yang magic weapon, the minimum is to start with the primordial spirit.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, who is the monster above the white clouds, and the real essence is so thick.

Using the Yuanying to shake the Yuanshen, and he is also the king of the magic way at the peak of the Yuanshen.

Unheard of in the history of the world of cultivating immortals.

However, people with a discerning eye can still see that this asymmetric consumption cannot last.

After all, Nascent Soul cultivator's true energy is limited.

Even the legendary Nascent Soul Nine Colors has a limit to its true essence.

Unless heaven and man are in harmony and break through the primordial spirit, the true essence and mana will continue to flow.

"when!"

in the dark.

A huge yellow bell slowly rises from the blessed land of Kunshan.

The distant and boundless bells echoed between heaven and earth.

The spirit of the cultivators of the Kunshan sect was greatly boosted.

"It's the Supreme Elder who sacrificed the Kunshan Bell."

The huge yellow bell covers the sky and the earth, and the aura it emits faintly echoes the clear light on the nine-story pagoda.

Under the ringing of the great bell, even the boundless magic fire surrounding the nine-story pagoda dimmed. In an instant, countless magic flames shattered, and a large void was shaken in the void.

At this moment, another cold voice came from under the Demon God Pillar.

"Don't think that you are the only ones in Kunshan who have the magic weapon of pure yang, Senior Brother Yan Yuan, I will help you!"

A figure flashed out.

The breath on his body is ethereal and majestic, and he is actually another primordial spirit.

On top of his head, there was a huge drum steaming with demonic energy, emitting the same terrifying and powerful aura.

"Boom..."

The sound of drums that shook the world resounded over the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)