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

Chapter 442 442. Sword Domain
The brilliance in Ming Lin's blue eyes burst forth, and the spiritual power in her body burst out suddenly. The dojo opened, and under the blessing of Tian Lan's blood, it extended infinitely on the sea here.

The fusion of sword energy and the law of water, all of a sudden, all the power of water on the sea surface turned into swords.

The sword energy was as sharp as it could destroy the enemies in the world, and it was as if a rain of swords had fallen from the sky and the earth. With a few swishing sounds, thirty or forty strange monsters were pierced by the sword energy and turned into fly ash and fell heavily into the sea.

Ming Linlang's face flashed with determination, now that the spiritual power in her body is flowing away as soon as her dojo is opened, even with the replenishment of the spiritual energy of the water on the sea surface, it cannot be used for a long time.

"Quick fight!"

Following an order, the Nascent Soul cultivators who were in the same camp as her were obviously headed by her, and each displayed the strongest divine channel technique, or formed a team of several people, or cooperated with each other, with the assistance of Jianyu, Power multiplied.

The Kunlun disciples used the Kunlun Que to superimpose the multiplier force, and the Ming disciples jointly stimulated the power of the blood, stirring up the deep sea vortex.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, but the entire sea was covered with the remains of the evil creature's corpse and black debris, as well as the remains of monks, scarlet and bloody.

Most of Ming Linlang's white clothes were stained red with blood. Her figure was a little shaken. The sword dojo had been taken back for too long, and the spiritual energy attracted by the blood was continuously transformed into spiritual power and then used to maintain the dojo. , The exhaustion of the physical body is too great, which makes her energy a little weak at the moment.

But at last this wave of evil species invasion was suppressed.

She managed to keep her body upright, and the coldness in her eyes was getting stronger. This kind of evil was called "Yin evil insect" by them, and the cultivator who was bitten by the blood mouth would be invaded by a wave of evil evil spirit, constantly Eating the essence of flesh and blood, even a monk will be consumed into a dead bone.

However, the lost source of life was somehow absorbed into the body of the culprit. A few days ago, there were more than [-] people in a small fishing village on the coast of Tianhai, and there were many young monks who practiced Qi and entered the Tao. None of them were spared. Be devoured.

The disciples below reported the situation of the battle, Ming Linlang pursed her lips slightly, wanting to let out a sigh, but she didn't, and swallowed it into her throat.

There were 67 people on this trip including myself, all of them were Yuanying cultivators, including Kunlun disciples and Ming clan disciples standing by my side.

If it weren't for Yuanying's cultivation base, he would be completely helpless in the face of those evil things, and it would just add a mouthful of blood.

However, 21 people were slightly injured, [-] people were seriously injured, and [-] people died.

Ming Linlang had led such a battle more than once, but still felt the cold rising up. These evil species seemed to be endless, crawling out from the bottom of the deep sea one after another, devouring the flesh and soul of all living beings to nourish themselves as soon as they landed.

What a disaster.

She closed her eyes, but opened them the next moment, and there was no trace of cowardice and hesitation in her extremely clear eyes.

It has been more than a year to support war feet with war, and now my cultivation base is about to reach a peak.

In the late Yuanying period, Ming Linlang was at the mid-term peak, and she already had a premonition that within three months, she would be able to touch the opportunity to break through the bottleneck and complete the promotion.

She glanced at the Qianqiu Sword in her hand, the blade was clear and silvery, not stained with a single drop of blood, and it was still clear after a series of iron-blooded killings. She even vaguely felt that a little transformation had taken place. There is a wisp of light and undetectable mysterious power.

This is Ming Linlang's natal object, and she can clearly detect any abnormality, but it is only after the accumulation of mysterious power to a certain extent that she discovers the trace.

It is a mysterious golden radiance, which outlines extremely small patterns on the body of the sword, even if the silver and white sword is lined with gold patterns, it is difficult to see clearly for a while.

But Ming Linlang didn't think it was a bad thing, because she could feel that the near-divine sword passed down from generation to generation by the Ming family was getting stronger and stronger.

It's like slowly completing something that should exist.

She led all the monks back to the camp to rest and recuperate. The next evil species invasion jointly obtained by the divination master and the formation master is only ten days away. They must ensure that their strength returns to the peak.

In order to deal with this disaster, it is necessary to arrange a large array and other means.

……

Pei Xihe is the first Jin Huashen, but she resisted the five or nine thunder disasters with her physical body, completely absorbed its power to nourish herself, and received the holy brilliance of the natural vision. Today's cultivation base can be said to have a solid foundation , the mana background is far superior to that of the same realm, and even mid-term monks are rarely comparable. This is due to the fact that she is a three-spirit root cultivator and a three-soul cultivator.

The cultivation base is so fast, and it is inseparable from the magical place of the eternal immortal temple. This makes Pei Xihe look forward to using that key to enter the immortal temple next time. When the time comes, the cultivation base will be stronger, and the opportunities and fortunes he can obtain will be even greater. More.

But Rao has a deep foundation, and she also retreated for more than a month under the request of her master to stabilize her realm.

There is no way, after all, there is a kind of retreat called the master thinks that you should retreat.

On the day of leaving the customs, she bid farewell to her master and prepared to go to the endless sea.

Cultivators must not be greedy for ease. She has already accumulated a solid foundation in the early stage, and she has laid a solid foundation. If she immerses herself in hard work in her current state, she will not gain much. Fighting to support fighting is the best way for her to improve her cultivation.

Zhao Hanfeng readily agreed, and gifted himself the first-grade spiritual weapon, the Qing Lingzhou. Now he and Zhao Qingtang are among the top monks standing in this world. It's not very useful, but it's just right to leave her as a little disciple.

Although Qing Lingzhou's speed was not as fast as when she used the Golden Crow's extreme supernatural power, it was three points faster than Pei Xihe's normal air defense.

She has accumulated enough high-grade spirit stones in the fairy temple, and now she doesn't feel sorry for the expenses when they are sent out. It is really an excellent means of transportation.

Considering that Heng Ji had just ascended to the golden elixir, and the chaos of the endless sea evil species, out of many concerns, he comforted it, and then handed it over to Zhao Qingtang, an expert pig breeder, to take care of it.

In this way, Pei Xihe and Helian Jiucheng, the white fox, galloped towards the Tianhai domain of the endless sea in the Qingling boat.

That night.

Standing on the chopping board of the spirit boat, Pei Xihe could only see that the night was pitch black, with thick clouds forming a ball that covered the bright moon, but within a few moments, it disappeared with the wind, revealing the bright jade plate.

Hang the sky high, not stained with the world.

There was something inexplicable in her heart.

Pei Xihe focused his attention on the extremely quiet suet white jade in the small world of the sun and the moon. This object is still placed there, and no reaction has been seen.

Senior sister Ming, Ming Linlang, Linlang, also a beautiful jade.

She looked up at the bright moon.

I'm afraid that the female ancient fairy really has some kind of connection with her in the dark. Could it be that the Ming clan is the blood descendant of this ancient fairy?
She shook her head and discarded this thought, but smiled with her lips curled up. After a few years of separation, she can always see each other again.

(End of this chapter)