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

Chapter 337. 337. The Big Bone Hand
There was some sneer on the charming Rakshasa woman's face.

It's just a human race in the Golden Core realm. Although it seems that the speed is faster than that of the same realm, and some Nascent Souls are not as fast, but if you can escape this bloody meal in front of her like this, you are too underestimating her.

The Raksha woman stretched out her right hand, and the three Raksha men beside her, who looked like evil spirits, sensed the surging ghost power and showed respect.

In fact, she has always spoken Raksha language, but Pei Xihe is originally a Shenwu, who can listen to and understand the language of the world, and understand its meaning when she hears it.

Rakshasa's face was as usual, with a smile all the time, black ghost power flowing on her fingertips, in an instant.

"Yin Luo Guisha, reverse yin and yang."

As soon as the words were spoken, a terrifying black vortex appeared in the sky, and a thick bone hand suddenly stretched out from it. It was a big white bone hand with countless sharp bone spurs on it.

Pressing directly towards the direction where Pei Xihe was fleeing, the space there was instantly condensed.

Pei Xihe sensed the astonishing coercion of the big white bone hand, and secretly thought something was wrong in his heart. This Rakshasa clan was cultivated by human-eating evil spirits, and their race was a natural ghost cultivator.

And unlike the ghost cultivators whose bodies are often corroded by Yin Qi and become weak among the human race, the Raksha ghost body of their race is very strong.

When the big white bone hand fell blatantly, there were countless runes hidden in nothingness flickering, sealing off the entire space.

On the golden core in her body, a majestic immortal power emerges from the mysterious dao pattern and turns into body armor, and a dojo is opened under her feet, which is more than dozens of times stronger than what she used during the Zongmen Grand Competition , but not enough.

There was a ghostly aura on the terrifying white bone claws, like the cry of a wronged soul, which captured people's hearts and souls in an instant.

The silver-purple magical power in the Niwan palace between her eyebrows shined brilliantly, eliminating the soul-capturing method that belongs to the Rakshasa secret technique.

You can't escape this trick, you can only resist it.

The Skylight Knife in Pei Xihe's hand suddenly appeared, white light flooded in, and the candle illuminated thousands of faces. The real fire of the sun around him turned into a three-legged golden crow. Boneclaw bombardment.

The beautiful face of the Rakshasa girl was just now showing some surprise.

It's just a mere person who cultivates, why does he have the breath of a demon god on his body?Could it be the mixed blood of the demon god survivors and those weak human races?

If he really ate her, would he be picked up by those powerful survivors?That may be worth the candle.

The strength of the demon god survivors is much stronger than their Raksha clan, and they are extra protective. A mouthful of blood mixed with thin demon god blood is indeed more delicious, but if it is detected by some means, there will be no good end for him.

It was in this gap of her ecstasy that Pei Xihe blocked the big claws, and all the freshly healed wounds on her body exploded, and even the white bones were exposed on her arms.

The majestic impact caused her internal breath to become disordered, her Qi and blood flowed backwards, and turbid blood overflowed from the corners of her lips.

I don't know why the Rakshasa girl didn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a thunderous move, but this opportunity, she took advantage of this impact and flew backwards, using all the strength in her body to condense her wings and spread her wings. The speed exploded to the extreme, and disappeared in an instant. In front of these three men and one woman.

The three male Rakshasa looked puzzled.

"Tarbarian?"

The name of this Rakshasa girl is Tarman, she shook her head, forget it, living in this fairy temple, everyone has to be careful to live a little more securely, if this female cultivator is devoured, it will attract demon gods Even if the possibility of the bereaved family is only a little bit, it's not worthwhile, and you can't gamble.

Just let this female nun go, it's not just this piece of meat left and right.

Although the realm is the same, she obviously surpasses the three male Rakshasa in strength and status.

"Let's go, I smell the fragrance of flesh and blood again."

……

Pei Xihe felt that there was no breath chasing after her, and she didn't dare to stop easily, until she flew thousands of miles away, and the strength in her body was almost exhausted.

She pulled up a bit of strength and fell to the ground reluctantly. With her back against a towering giant tree, she found a hiding place and performed the Cleansing Art to suppress the bloody smell all over her body so as not to cause other dangers.

All the runes had disappeared behind him, and his whole body was exhausted to the extreme. There were a large number of injuries on his limbs, and there were still many places where bones were exposed. The black ghost energy was eroding on them, making the body unable to heal itself.

This is the Raksha ghost aura of the Raksha clan, very powerful. Pei Xihe endured the severe pain and drove the golden fire to burn. This black ghost aura was restrained by Zhiyang's real fire, but because it contained the power of transforming gods and ghosts , It took a lot of effort to get rid of it.

The ghost energy on the wound was burned and refined, and new flesh and blood began to be regenerated.

Pei Xihe lightly flicked her storage ring, took out a bottle of fifth-grade healing pill from it, swallowed it whole, the medicinal power dissipated in the body, and repaired the broken meridians in the body together with the blood of the god black, and the internal breath gradually eased. It made me feel better.

Her eyes are full of jealousy, transforming into a god, proclaiming the world with her body, is an insurmountable gap for herself at this moment, and in addition, this world is from ancient times, and these ancient survivors exist, with bloodlines Talent will only get stronger.

If the Huashen Rakshasa girl came after her just now, the only way for me to urge the Great Sun Golden Flame to hurt the enemy by [-], and hurt myself by [-].

Strength, strength!
In this fairy temple, only enough strength can protect itself.

Pei Xihe's mind continued to calm down from the violent fluctuations of escaping from the dead. How could Han Fan really send a huge opportunity to her for no reason?She understands that what she needs most at this moment is to break through to the Nascent Soul realm and improve her self-protection power.

There was a change in the animal bracelet in her storage ring.

After checking the safety of the surrounding environment again, she took the beast bracelet and released Helian Jiucheng.

The white fox had been recuperating in seclusion before, and just now when he took out the beast bracelet, he saw Pei Xihe in a mess, with a gloating smile in his eyes, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Isn't this the Heavenly Void Divine State?"

Pei Xihe glanced at him, and didn't really want to answer him, but the fox still has some use in retreating in another animal bracelet.

"This is the Eternal Immortal Temple."

The white fox's eyes changed suddenly. He was born in the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan of the Upper Immortal Realm, so he had naturally heard of this name. The Upper Immortal Realm has no connection with it, so there will be descendants of rich families who have not yet transformed into immortals who want to use other methods. Xiaoqian World entered into it as a medium.

The rules of the Xiaoqian world have certain restrictions on the strength of the great clan, and it is not so easy to enter. Those who can enter are all born with prominent backgrounds, blessed by their ancestors, and entangled in magic weapons.But even these powerful descendants of the fairy world died countless of them.

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