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

Chapter 572. 573. Hunyuan
The face of the woman in yellow was full of shock and anger, and the surge of mana had wiped out all the small silver fish around her.

She looked at Pei Xihe, locked on his figure with her air force, and was about to kill him quickly, but she saw him take out a vial of spirit weapon and pour blood from the inside out onto the altar.

A storm blew up in the nun's heart.

Why?
This golden-clothed female cultivator is just a mere cultivator of transforming spirits, but she can actually get enough blood from the real devil to open the devil's blood altar?

After she entered the Holy Demon Realm, she was also ambitious and ambitious. She vowed to obtain enough demonic blood to open the altar, and then enter the Holy Demon Palace to obtain the supreme inheritance.

But in the past three or four years, she has not slacked off for a moment, and she has survived many times, but she has never even got one out of ten, and she has completely lost her mind.

So she began to look for the inheritance of other true demons, hoping to get one or two chances. Today, she also had the idea that she must win the inheritance of Fucha, but she was preempted and lost the opportunity.

Now seeing Pei Xihe get the devil's blood and pour it on the altar, he is even more jealous.

unfair!

The female cultivator in yellow raised her hand and summoned the talisman, a blue and yellow long sword with a cold light.

"Death!"

Some ambition and greed flashed in her eyes. If she killed this female cultivator, wouldn't she be able to win the altar opportunity opened by the demon blood and go to the Holy Demon Palace?
There is no way out after the mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village!
The long sword disturbed the situation, and it contained her Void Return Mana, which was even more powerful.

One hundred and eight swords in the air, like a rain of swords.

The scenery of spring and summer here was completely changed by the rhythmic rhyme emanating from her body. In an instant, the wind and thunder were rolling. She chanted the mantra in the chaos, and a brilliant five-color thunder mark appeared between her eyebrows.

Five brilliant places appeared on the female cultivator's body, exuding a miraculous glow.

The wood of the east soul, the gold of the west soul, the fire of the south god, the water of the north spirit, and the earth of the middle palace.

"Five Thunders!"

A five-color black thunder floated from his palm, and instantly condensed into the shape of a sword, which became the one hundred and nineth sword and fell down.

She has just seen Pei Xihe's five-display radiance burning sky technique, and it must be extraordinary that she can get a sufficient amount of demon blood, so she will fight with all her strength when she makes a move, and she must earn herself a first-line holy demon Temple of chance.

This Taoism is of the second grade, and its power is unmatched. The female cultivator in yellow can use this offensive to cross the ranks and kill the mid-stage cultivators of returning to the void.

Pei Xihe looked head-on at the mighty wind and thunder, the one hundred and nine swords exuded a terrifying coercion, which was really daunting.

It's a pity that it was too late, and the demonic blood she poured had completely soaked the altar.

The altar is dark red, but it is covered with mysterious dark gold lines. At this moment, those lines are infused with the devil's blood, and gradually emit bright golden light, which spreads to communicate with the high white jade pillars in all directions, and the dragon elephant totem on the pillars comes alive. Like a real creature.

She never made a move to fight the enemy, but saw the moment when the wave of swords came, as if Kyushu was angry with the wind and thunder, the powerful thunder sword in the center pierced fiercely towards Pei Xihe.

But the dragon elephant totem on the jade pillar suddenly burst into a roar.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and the altar was fully activated. Pei Xihe knew that the altar was there before he did anything, and the nun couldn't hurt herself.

And the dragon-elephant totems on the Eight Paths Jade Pillar actually separated from the column body and turned into real objects.

The eight dragons and eight elephants have the power to overwhelm the sky. When they rushed into the wind and thunder, they were smashed by the sword tide and stamped out by the thunder.

The magic weapon of natal life was damaged, and the Taoism was broken. The female cultivator in yellow had already spit out a mouthful of turbid blood, and felt that her heart was churning and her realm was unstable.

And there is even a phantom of a dragon and an elephant bombarding the female cultivator, directly blasting her hundreds of miles away, dying.

The brilliance of the altar flashed, and the eight dragons and eight elephants turned into a golden beam of light that shot up into the sky, reaching directly to the sky and connecting with the Holy Demon Palace hanging high on the dome.

Pei Xihe withdrew her response to the female cultivator, her whole body was enveloped by a force of space, and disappeared in place along with the altar.

And as his figure dissipated, three figures appeared here immediately.

A girl in a silver skirt looked indifferent, neither happy nor sad, and never showed any anger, and said: "It's a step slower."

Beside her is a man and a woman, all dressed in silver and white robes, with a very handsome appearance.

"Second Sister, it looks like we have to find the next Demon Blood Altar."

The female cultivator on her right opened her mouth and clicked her tongue twice. They were really unlucky. After searching for so long, they found an altar and they already got there first.

Taishang Mingbai looked at the sky, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

He murmured softly: "It's amazing."

Taishang Mingqiu tilted his head and asked, "Second Sister, what are you talking about?"

Taishang Mingbai glanced at her, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Say you haven't put your heart into studying the "Hunyuan Gen Yi Jing". This is the fundamental skill of our Taishang clan, and the Fuyang Wan Jing must be centered on it. You have won the three true demon scriptures this time, and you are powerless. Comprehension, it is really not special in the past."

Taishang Mingqiu immediately shifted his attention to look elsewhere, and Taishang Mingchuan was also careful not to be involved in an unreasonable disaster.

Taishang Mingbai touched Taishang Mingqiu's head and said: "If you can raise the fourth scripture, it is enough to achieve the late stage of Mahayana, why should I worry about you?"

Having said that, her movements were exceptionally gentle, with no real dissatisfaction.

She is good at divination, so she can barely calculate the location of the altar by the fluctuation of Qi.

Now that the eldest brother has entered the palace, the third sister is still killing monsters, together with the two younger siblings, she has gathered enough blood to go towards the place where the evil spirit was born.

The Han family must retaliate, so there will definitely be some calculations, but with the strength of the third sister's spiritual and demon dual cultivation, and two younger brothers and sisters helping each other, she will not be afraid if she thinks about it. If she is strong enough, she will not be afraid of any ghosts and evil tricks.

Taishang Mingbai wanted to send Taishang Mingqiu and Taishang Mingchuan to find the altar first and send them into the palace, it was better than them wandering around like headless chickens alone.

There was a star-like silver light in her pupils, and when she looked at it suddenly, it turned into a diagram of an eight trigrams formation. She pinched and counted with her right hand, and then gathered it in her palm.

"Let's go, let's find the next altar."

When she was about to leave, she glanced at the sky and thought to herself.

"It's really interesting."

……

Pei Xihe's body was swept away by the gentle force, and it took a lot of time to shuttle through the tunnel.

She thought carefully in her heart, although the female cultivator in yellow was in the early stage of returning to the void, she must have suffered a lot from the backlash of the altar, at least half of her life would have been consumed.

And even if she re-enters the Mammoth Inheritance, Shang Xuanyu himself has the same root as the True Devil, so winning the inheritance will have a better chance of winning, and it should be enough to deal with the severely injured yellow-clothed female cultivator by then.

It was impossible for Pei Xihe to plan for everything, and if something happened, Shang Xuanyu could only deal with it by himself.

When her eyes became clear again, her eyes were filled with vigorous ambition.

(End of this chapter)