Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

"I'm?"

The hazy group of people sneered, the ants in the lower world are also worthy of asking his name.

Bingfeng couldn't see through the hazy halo, so she said in a low voice, what a good thing it could be if you hide your head and show your tail.

Little Lingxi's consonance was shattering, but through the hazy halo, he vaguely saw a...

A radish extract?

Little Lingxi didn't have much experience, and didn't have much inheritance memory, so she couldn't tell what it was for a while.

"Radish essence?" An Qingli stared at the person in front of her, but she secretly thought, asked Xiao Lingxi carefully, and flipped through a thick stone book in the sea.

In the mustard space, the little Lingxi transformed into a human form, took a pen and paper, and lay down on the ground talking and drawing.

Speak in detail and draw carefully.

The radish essence lingering in spiritual light, and still covered with bruises, should be given by the Moon Emperor and the turbulent flow of space.

The man suspected of being a radish spirit looked at An Qingli carefully through the halo.

It was such a woman with phoenix feathers who disturbed his purity and spoiled his good deeds.

Sure enough, there is some luck in the body.

"Who are you?" The man asked the woman in front of him in turn.

"An Qingli." The woman in front of her asked the person in front of her, "Then you are?"

"The founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty." The man laughed loudly, looking at the little-known An Qingli, it was like looking at a dead person.

Surname Ann?

A nameless person with no background.

"Besides that, are you still?" An Qingli asked again.

The man clicked his tongue and smiled: "Why should the dead know?"

However, An Qingli was bold, and continued to ask: "Are you from the upper realm or the lower realm? Don't you even dare to tell me this?"

The man smiled again, and answered the wrong question: "Your space magic weapon is not bad."

An Qingli was taken aback, as expected, this thing from the upper world had extraordinary eyesight.

The man looked at An Qingli, smiled and continued: "The fire in your dantian is also good."

An Qingli's expression changed slightly, this man was attacking his heart.

The man smiled, and continued: "You know the sea, and the symbiosis god plant is not bad, but it's only up to the ninth level."

An Qingli's face darkened.

The man laughed, as if he liked to crush his opponent bit by bit, so he said again: "Your blue phoenix is ​​not bad, but it's a pity that it's not even at the seventh level."

An Qingli raised her eyebrows and said, "Can you perceive everything in the Shihuang's tomb with your spiritual sense?"

"Of course." The man didn't deny it, and his tone became more and more relaxed, "It's my territory after all. I know your hole cards very well."

At this point, the man was ready, admiring the panicked expression of his opponent.

However, An Qingli just lowered her eyebrows, then raised the corners of her lips, slowly raised her head, and said seriously: "I know you too."

"Oh, tell me." The man raised his sleeves to relax.

An Qingli said: "You must be inseparable from the upper realm. You must have violated the rules of the upper realm, descended to the earth without permission, and disturbed the common people in the lower realm."

"Go on." The man didn't care.

The coffin that burned the fairy talisman, and the strength that could rival the Moon Emperor, are enough to remind people that it came from the upper realm.

Such associations are not surprising.

An Qingli raised her long eyebrows, and continued: "You are not human."

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"Huh?" The man was surprised, but his tone was calm, and he said casually, "You continue."

It's normal not to be regarded as a human being, but it may be regarded as a zombie ancestor with a sense of wisdom.

An Qingli smiled, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "You are nothing, you are just an immortal from the upper realm, a fairy root that has been cultivated in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years."

"Huh?!" The man finally lost his composure and gritted his teeth, "You know too much! What is your origin!"

An Qingli stretched out her hand and pointed upwards: "There are people above me."

The man looked up in shock, there was no one there in the cloudy and smoky sky.

An Qingli's expression became serious, and suddenly, as if being possessed by something, he followed what Haotian Shishu said, word by word, and said coldly: "You violated the rules of heaven, gathered the spiritual energy of the lower world for your own benefit Cultivate immortal roots, cut them on the immortal platform, and have your life!"

"Cut... cut Xiantai?" The man was completely upset, he clenched his fist and let out a loud roar, "Who the hell are you?!"

An Qingli didn't answer, but said coldly: "Fallen Immortal, why don't you commit suicide and apologize!"

You really should commit suicide.

A fairy with a little morality in the upper realm, for his own self-interest, can cut off countless people's path to ascension.

Maybe those immortals look at these mortals in the lower realm, just like these mortals in the lower realm look at the ants in the ant nest.

The life and death, struggle and pain of the ants have nothing to do with them who are aloof.

Hiding in the turbulent flow of space, through the turbulent flow of space, he consumes the aura of the heaven and earth in Wancheng Kingdom day and night, and with the help of secret methods, transforms the aura into celestial power, and cultivates celestial roots for his own use.

However, Wan Chengguo's spiritual energy was consumed violently, and he went to seize the spiritual energy and luck of Bianlan Realm, making Bianlan Realm also soaring hopelessly and falling into a desperate situation.

"Suicide?"

The woman in front of her was full of imposing manner. After the man was upset, he tried his best to stabilize his mind: "My [-] years of painstaking efforts, if you tell me to kill myself, I will kill myself? Pretending to be a ghost, it's up to you!"

"It's up to me!" An Qingli took the initiative to take a step forward.

The steps are not big, but they carry an indescribable invisible coercion.

That man, who was originally aloof and decisive, stepped back half a step in confusion at this moment, because he was concerned about An Qingli's identity behind him.

"It's up to you?" The man looked at An Qingli again, with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes, and suddenly took the initiative to attack An Qingli.

The Moon Emperor of the fourth rank of Immortal, plus a piece of Shenmu, are not his opponents, let alone An Qingli in the late Mahayana.

That An Qingli is nothing more than a puppet possessed by an immortal from the upper realm!

fight him!
Simply overwhelmed.

The man looked like a swimming dragon, and suddenly attacked An Qingli, trying to kill him with one blow.

That speed is the speed of an upper bound immortal.

In the small Mahayana period, I'm afraid it's too late to even react.

Sure enough, An Qingli didn't hide, didn't move at all, and there was even a smile in his eyes.

Maybe he deliberately provoked the man just now, just waiting for the man to attack on his own initiative.

The man was startled, subconsciously aware that something was wrong.

Why is it so fearless?

However, he attacked extremely fast, and it was too late to take back the offensive.

"Ah!"

It was faintly the laughter of an old man.

An Qingli stood still, and the water blue phoenix feather immediately wrapped her body.

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The man's blurred halo has come to his eyes.

The next moment, a small and heavy stone book suddenly appeared in An Qingli's palm. When the pages of the stone book were flipped, a soft light appeared.

The man was terrified and turned around trying to break free.

But the grade of Haotian Stone Book is so high that even the man can escape from prying eyes, but it is not so easy to get rid of it.

What's more, as soon as this man was consumed by Moon Emperor and Turbulent Current, most of his combat power was lost.

In order not to attract the attention of the upper world, the Haotian Stone Book deliberately restrained part of its power, and immediately absorbed the man into the world of the book.

"The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own ghosts."