The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 105

Pei Xihe didn't have the spiritual power of Kunlun Que.

Kunlun Que is quite miraculous, and the spiritual power of Kunlun Que maintained by the surrounding disciples will not affect the operation of other Taoism.

They held their weapons, and a golden thread on their bodies was connected to the formation.

The rushing shadows, they fight head-on!

Guan Changqing and Gu Changqing's spiritual power exploded.

Eyes full of frost.

The Qingfeng Sword fell into Gu Changqing's hands, and his sword intent burst out wantonly, and his long hair was blown by the strength.

Guan Changqing held a spear in his hand, stepped in the air, and stabbed You Mingzi directly.

There was a faint smile on the corner of You Mingzi's mouth.

A gigantic scythe appeared in his hand.

The ghost sickle is a real sixth-grade spiritual treasure.

The sharp air, the cold and evil air suddenly surged crazily.

With a wave of the sickle, it seems that the air here has been cut open, forming a dark vacuum.

The sickle and the tip of the long sword collided.

He alone is a match for these two top half-step golden cores.

The half-step golden elixir among the Kunlun disciples and Tianyou's disciples had wild breaths, and they flew into the air and started fighting.

Guan Changqing raised the tip of his spear.

His spear skills are extremely superb, with heavy spear shadows, each one is an unparalleled killing intent.

There was some seriousness in You Mingzi's eyes, and his whole body was bathed in darkness.

The black torrent was like silk and satin, bending and wrapping around his body, protecting him firmly.

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Pei Xihe was also caught in a fight.

Compared with other Kunlun disciples, her cultivation base is now in the fourth stage of foundation establishment, and she is the softest persimmon that can be pinched.

The two fingers of her left hand brushed Chun Jianrong's blade.

Triple Clear Flame Photos.

Three blue threads of fire wrapped around the blade like spirit snakes, burning more violently and vigorously through the wood spirit pattern on it.

In front of him is a late stage disciple of the Eighth Stage of Foundation Establishment.

Pei Xihe felt strenuous.

It was originally a battle between the middle stage of foundation establishment and the late stage of foundation establishment, and they fought several times.

Even with the blessing of Saber Intent and the assistance of Qing Yanzhao, she was still at a disadvantage.

The gap in spiritual power is indeed too great.

Pei Xihe took a deep breath.

A crescent moon suddenly appeared behind her.

Qingxuan Haoyue has gone through these days of tempering and refinement, and has completely become a part of her.

No one can take it away anymore, even if she is killed, this crescent moon will just collapse spontaneously and return to nature.

Being forced to this point by the late stage of foundation establishment, she naturally dared to reveal this round of Qingyue.

The bluish-white moon hangs behind him, and even though his face is mediocre at the moment, it is still tinged with a mysterious holiness.

That day, the late stage disciple of Pylori's Foundation Establishment was named Lu Ye.

His complexion was rather unkind.

I thought it was the mid-term Xiao Xiami, but he was frustrated after holding on to him for so long.

The black magic power in his palm instantly turned into a blade, ready to be swung out.

He saw a bluish-white crescent moon appearing behind Pei Xihe.

This crescent moon has absorbed more than [-]% of the spiritual liquid, and the part of the crescent moon that is far from the full moon seems to have risen a bit.

Maybe the peak moment of this round of bright moon is a full moon.

Pei Xihe thought about it.

Countless blue and white moon lights scattered.

Na Luye instantly felt that the movement of magic power was suppressed by the moonlight?

His eye holes are slightly open, what a powerful secret treasure.

But he wants to see how powerful he can be to fight against him from the four realms?

"Humph."

He used the mighty magic power of the eight realms to break through the blockade of Qingyue's glow.

Pei Xihe's eyes were cold.

She naturally knew that the realm of spiritual power was quite different, but this round of Qingyue had absorbed so much spiritual liquid, and had already completed a short period of growth.

Its power has also been improved.

Qingyue Yuehui suppressed him, restraining him in every possible way.

Pei Xihe saw the astonishment in his eyes.

There is a bright light in the eyes, this is the time.

Above the clear moon, three cyan lines of fire are entangled, forming complex runes, and there seems to be a black eye opened on it.

Lu Ye is struggling to break free.

He suddenly saw the dark eyes.

I suddenly felt dizzy.

Drowsy, difficult to control his body.

It seemed that there were countless eyes floating around him, opening and blinking.

He was distraught.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, cheered up, mobilized all his thoughts, and hit the restraint.

The Lingtai is clear, and at the moment when the eyes are opened here, there is a long flaming sword.

Purgatory Flames!
The blue flame is like a boa constrictor that chooses to eat someone.

Slashed directly at his neck.

The alarm bell sounded in Lu Ye's heart, and a flash of determination flashed in his heart.

His spiritual power burst out suddenly, and he was extremely terrified.

Lu Ye is burning himself.

At the moment of life and death, nothing matters anymore.

Pei Xihe was directly blasted out by the spiritual power.

The limit of the four realms is too great.

The ever-bright hairpin on her head shone slightly.

Removed a lot of power for her.

The Changming hairpin is a magic weapon, which can resist the attack of the half-step golden elixir.

But it doesn't mean that monks below the half-step golden core can be completely ignored.

This half-step golden elixir refers to the most common people, some people with high talents, who can explode the combat power beyond this limit.

Moreover, Changming Zan absorbs spiritual energy from the environment to maintain itself, and consumes its spiritual power when passively guarding.

It will become weaker and weaker, and the absorption speed cannot keep up with the consumption, and this protection will be broken sooner or later.

There was a dark light in her eyes.

No, if you really can't fight, then squeeze out your spiritual power and use that knife.

"Why, you can't even handle the mid-term, Lu Ye, you can't."

A rather magnetic voice sounded.

There was another figure, his body was stained with blood, it was a Kunlun disciple he had just killed.

It's that cruel.

In this hidden world of the gods, don't talk about morality and human feelings anymore, the most important thing is to survive.

Pei Xihe clenched the knife tightly, and the blade shook slightly.

The spiritual power in his whole body was surging rapidly.

Another monk from the late stage of Foundation Establishment came.

so what?

There is enough spiritual power stored in Qingyue, enough to kill one with one blow.

When she casts Meteor, she can also kill the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Pei Xihe had such confidence in this knife.

Zhu Hui was quite feminine, staring at Pei Xihe, the crescent blade in his hand was shining coldly.

It is about to be shot.

An icy blue sword burst out suddenly!
Like a meteor falling.

The momentum is amazing.

Zhu Hui avoided Jian Gang's impact, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Who?!"

A handsome young man dressed in white, Lu Changfeng was full of aura.

The mysterious light of ice blue enveloped his whole body.

His realm has not yet risen, but his aura has reached the late stage.

"Two against one, shameless."

His voice was light, but his fighting spirit leaked out.

Lu Changfeng used the Lu family's secret method, and at this moment his long black hair, which was originally bundled up, was scattered, scatter icy blue shimmer.

He had just beheaded the disciples of the Tianyoumen who besieged him.

He saw that the two of them, Pei Xihe, wanted to attack her together.

Being very close, they naturally came to help with their swords drawn.

(End of this chapter)