Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 752

Phoenix seal?

The blood-red eyes looked up.

Why did the phoenix seal of the Queen of Wancheng Kingdom appear here and be used to deal with it?

What a family does not know the family!

Xueba grinned strangely, he was afraid of the phoenix seal when he was alive, but now...

Since it is something of the royal family, it is better to keep it.

Xue Ba's figure moved upwards, breaking through the phoenix seal's confinement, with a hand like a dead branch, he sent the phoenix seal that had lost its smoothness into his big mouth, and swallowed it down his throat.

An Qingli's Mustard Space had long been attached to the Phoenix Seal.

The mustard space didn't follow the phoenix seal into the Xueba's belly, but stayed at the Xueba's throat, took the opportunity to drill up, and went into the Xueba's head.

Xueba's head was empty.

The Netherfire blasted out, instantly filling the entire head.

pain!
it hurts!

Xueba kicked his legs and yelled, hugged his head in an instant, turned his body horizontally, and slammed into the golden Buddha.

Very fast.

The golden body Buddha cultivator couldn't escape, even the golden body was shattered.

A water chain was wrapped around Xueba's ankle, and Patriarch Qi Che swung his arm and smashed Xueba hard to the ground.

Smoke billows.

The golden Buddha cultivator fled in embarrassment.

Xue Ba hugged his head, got up ferociously from the ground, and then slammed into Qi Che again.

Thousands of waves rose in front of Qi Che again.

But Xueba broke through the waves and had already bumped into Qi Che.

Fortunately, Qi Che was protected by the fairy armor and escaped this blow, but the spiritual power in his body was greatly consumed.

Black flames drilled out of Xueba's head, the pain was unspeakable, his heart broke, his head split open, he abandoned the torso attached by the ghost fire, and his spirit came out of his body.

The boundless corpse spread.

Everyone in the Mahayana realm felt their souls were icy cold.

And the longer the corpse invades the body, the more damage it will do to them, not only the body is damaged, but also the longevity and soul.

Feng Yin could see the divine soul, which was complete and ferocious, and there was no ghost fire attached to it.

"It's my turn to perform!"

The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger flapped its wings, surrounded by thunder and lightning, and headed for the place where the corpse's aura was the thickest.

"It's up to you! An ant who has just stepped into the Mahayana realm!"

A sneer came from the place where the corpse aura was the strongest, and the corpse aura spread again.

The entire Imperial Mausoleum, and the entire Tianyun City, were enveloped in the stench and cold corpse aura.

The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger surrounded by thunder and lightning felt invincible, so they could only retreat for the time being.

The mustard space jumped into the sky.

Boundless darkness spread in an instant.

"Well, there are reinforcements?"

Xueba's soul is disdainful.

In the boundless darkness, the black taro and the mustard space approached the spirit.

The spirit couldn't see the black taro, and even the few Mahayanas present couldn't see the black taro.

An Qingli wears relics on her wrists, and the eighth-level little Jintan has a solemn expression, and her soul returns to her body in an instant.

Just for a moment.

A golden tambala tree spun rapidly in the space of the seed, and the boundless golden light burst out of the space of the seed in an instant.

Xueba's soul trembled, and in a hurry, he could only see a dazzling golden light suddenly appearing in the boundless darkness.

The golden light pierced the darkness.

But the golden light still restrained as much as possible, only spread about two miles in the darkness, and then dimmed.

However, that dazzling golden light completely enveloped Xueba's soul.

Xueba's [-]-year-old soul, the soul that thought he could live forever, collapsed in the golden light in an instant.

"Wow!"

The other little ones couldn't help exclaiming, this...is this Shenzhi Xiaojintan?

Sure enough, anyone who can be called a god plant has the love of heaven, and it is not easy.

Little Jintan's soul came out of his body, with one small hand behind his back and a golden feather fan in the other, proudly accepting the worship of the other little ones.

To deal with evil things, monsters and the like, who has it?

Hei Corpse Konjac's eyes also widened in disbelief, such a five-inch-tall little man is actually so powerful!

It is also a grass plant, but it is pressed on top of its ninth level by an eighth level one.

It is invincible from the world, and it is separated by a little Jintan.

Xiao Jintan stretched his short legs, held his head high, and proudly paced up to An Qingli.

"Amazing." An Qingli bent down and stroked Xiao Jintan's head with a smile.

"That's right, I'm a majestic plant, and it's a whole plant, and I've reached the eighth level! When ghosts and monsters meet me, they have to stand aside!"

Xiao Jintan benefited in every possible way, proudly rubbing An Qingli's white jade-like palm, and with a flash of golden light, he went to An Qingli's shrine again.

But outside the darkness, the few ancestors who were covered in scarves could only hear a pitiful scream.

After the screams, the darkness calmed down again.

A gust of wind passed, as if nothing had happened, and it seemed as if something huge had happened.

The darkness converges.

An Qingli and Shangshan came out side by side.

The astonished gazes of the ancestors circled between An Qingli and Shang Shan.

"No... gone?" Patriarch Qi Che asked Shangshan with a pale face.

"No more." Shangshan nodded.

Qi Che was surprised, but also overjoyed. What kind of tricks did he, his apprentice, and his daughter-in-law hide?
Blue out of blue.

"Who... who did it?" The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger, trembling from being invaded by corpse energy, asked in surprise.

This made several Xueba spirits, who were difficult in the Mahayana realm, be lost by the two little guys in front of them, isn't it a bit too joking.

These two little guys in front of them are even more powerful than their Thunderwing Tiger Clan in dealing with spirit and filth.

This choking line is also choking badly!

The seriously injured Buddha Cultivator glanced at the shocked Thunder Wing Tiger, feeling sorry for him.

Heiyu came out, not very proudly said: "This seat has a contribution."

"That's natural, we have all seen the black air." Patriarch Xun Ping held his wounded chest and abdomen, looked at the pair of Juechen Taoist couple in front of him, and asked, "Then who gave the last blow? "

The eighth-level little Jintan was full of energy, of course it was at the critical moment that he showed his might and turned the world around.

Qingli formed a symbiotic contract with it, and it was not a loss at all.

The ancestors wanted an answer, they looked at An Qingli and then at Shangshan.

Shangshan closed his eyelashes and replied, "It's inconvenient to disclose my personal chance."

Qi Wu held the ax and laughed loudly: "It's true, this time you broke the tomb, you two won the battle, and the good things belong to the two of you who choose first."

The rest of the people did not object, but looked at the young couple in front of them several times.

An Qingli cupped her hands and smiled, motivating Lian Xinzhu.

Shang Shan raised his lips and drew back his eyelashes, and immediately raised his two fingers, as if making a talisman.

A phoenix seal suddenly flew out from the bloody ugly body on the ground, and temporarily entered Shangshan's sleeve.

The bloody body on the ground had already been covered by the ghost fire, and most of it was burned.

At the end of the tribulation, An Qingli flicked his sleeves, and dragged the Xueba into the sky. With a thought, he retracted the black fire on the Xueba.

With a bloody body, only the black skeleton remained.

However, this skeleton is extremely compact, and it is an excellent material for refining weapons.

Because of the words first, the good things go to An Qingli and his wife to choose first, and An Qingli is not polite, and puts the bloody remnant into the mustard space.

　Looking forward to the monthly pass!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)