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

Han Minglou's body was injured, and a bloody hole was broken on his left shoulder near his heart.

Flesh and precious medicine bloomed with a rich fragrance, but the exuberant vitality competed with the climbing dark power, showing a bit of weakness.He looked down and saw the Dao Rhyme of Death and Dao Rhyme of Killing fluctuating on it.

"Ling Tian Gun?"

"Have you actually obtained the inheritance of the holy demon?"

He looked slightly surprised, and slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip.

"Then I'll wait for you."

With a wave of his hand, all the broken palaces were restored, only his own wounds had to be recuperated for a hundred years, otherwise the immortal base would be unstable, and it would be difficult to see the palm.

A wisp of soul that was previously separated and turned into a clone to find, only loves and is sincere, but can't move her heart in this life?The technique of descending the gods was broken, but there was still a ray of spiritual power.

The dragon and phoenix runes contained in Han Minglou's eyes were damaged, and the ink pupils were slightly dark and unpredictable at this moment.

……

Pei Xihe shuttled through the space tunnel, and the turbulent wind blew towards her.

Normally, such power would be as light as an itching to her body, but at this moment, Pei Xihe had just experienced a life-and-death struggle, five labors and seven injuries, and she had just fallen, with no mana left.

The strong wind was like a knife, making the broken muscles and bones more and more unbearable.The wind scattered, it was originally condensed by the force of violent space, making her bloody and bloody.

And a red light behind him is chasing straightly, it looks no less than the previous green sword.

At that moment, she chose to use the "key" left by the ancient fairy to enter the eternal fairy temple again. She thought about the strangeness of the ancient fairy temple. But can't take it.

The reason for this was that the power of the world was so strange that no one could do anything about it, so Pei Xihe wanted to use this to block the red glow for himself.

The red light chased after him, and his speed was far faster than the wind and thunder. Pei Xihe knew the situation was critical, and took out a pill that looked like black and white from the Yin Temple.

This pill enters the throat and turns into a warm current that flows into the whole body. The medicine is powerful, forcibly bonding and connecting the broken meridians, and transforming into a large piece of spiritual energy to nourish the dull and shrinking soul.

She brought up the barely produced mana to speed up a bit, and walked towards the end of the tunnel.

This Xiaoyuanzao Shengdan was not the highest grade in Pei Xihe's hands, but it was the upper limit she could bear at the moment.The inheritance left by Di Ge is too extraordinary, for him, it is like a three-year-old child holding the Crescent Moon Saber.

There is a big hurdle between the upper third rank and the lower sixth rank, no less than the significance of Yu Huaxian to monks.At this level, even if it is the talisman that requires the least mana, she can't use it in the current situation.

In just a few breaths, she has reached the end, and Chi Mang has also chased after her.

The crimson armor covered her whole body, Pei Xihe gritted her teeth tightly, and the armor left her body, directly colliding with the red light, but after holding on for a while, it was eroded by the red light and became dull, creating two hideous cracks.

Even though she was a god, she didn't have enough mana to support her, and she was ultimately lost to the power of the god of heaven.

The weapon spirit hidden in the armor let out a mournful cry, and it shrunk down and returned to her dantian, unable to stop it anymore.

It was at this moment that Pei Xihe entered the Eternal Immortal Temple. Strange and mysterious runes flashed on the boundary wall of the Eternal Immortal Temple, and they instantly transformed into chains of eighteen avenues and shot towards the red light.

The two phases were worn away, and even though most of them were blocked, some red light still fell on her body.

Pei Xihe countered with all his strength, and the three flowers at the head manifested, arousing energy and spirit.

But the red light was like a sword, and it cut off the three flowers, and it didn't stop there.

There was blood in Pei Xihe's eyes, and he clenched his right fist tightly, causing pain in his palm.

Cut off my three flowers, smash my Dao fruit!Now she has fallen back to the state of transformation from the late stage of fusion, and the extremely gloomy Yuanshen villain in the crimson palace has been severely injured. It was barely nourished and maintained by the magical power of the pill, but now it is full of cracks.

If she waits until the primordial spirit is broken, she will not even be able to maintain her spiritual cultivation.

But it's not a loss, Pei Xihe thought happily in his heart that part of Di Ge's mana in the palm of the sky remained in Ling Tian's spear, so if she was driven to kill that person, even if it was Tian Zun, his foundation would be greatly damaged.

If he couldn't get rid of the Taoist rhyme of death and killing contained in the Taoist soldiers, his cultivation would continue to be wiped out for at most a hundred years.

But Pei Xihe's situation at this moment is not very good. For the current plan, he can only resort to dangerous tactics.

Her eyes gradually turned sharp, but the severe pain all over her body kept her awake.

Fusang reaches the sky, and the golden crow is immortal.

The memory in the inheritance made Pei Xihe very clear that the hibiscus tree was the opportunity for her to make a comeback.

……

Eternal Immortal Temple, Dizhao City, Donghuang Pavilion.

There is a round altar in the center of the pavilion, which is exposed to the sky and facing the sun, shining brightly.

Two white-haired old men sat on the left and right, guarding the long ancient tree on the central altar.

The ancient wood looks like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, like the brilliant glow of fire lingering around the branches, making the surrounding fire spirit abundant, making people feel like they are in lava.

The two old men swallowed the pure and hot meaning, making their mana flow very smoothly, surrounded by fresh air, they are the masters of the Mahayana realm.

Suddenly, an old man opened his eyes with a sharp and unstoppable expression. He stood up and waved his sleeve robe towards a place, and red-purple magma flowed out, as if burning the void.

"He Fangxiao, the younger generation!"

Grandmaster Tiancheng's complexion was full of rage, and even more surprise flickered in the bottom of his eyes.

Their two Mahayana masters guard the sacred tree here. This is the sacred object in the pavilion, which is based on the foundation of Dizhao. In addition, there are layers of formations circulating. How can Xiaoxiao break in here?
He had an astonishing sense of spirituality and noticed something strange. The moment he started, another master also returned from the meditation center. The sky chime opened its mouth, glowing red, and let out a soft moan.

In an instant, the aura of billowing fire was pulled by the sound waves, condensing out ninety-nine and eighty-one runes and a long shuttle, killing towards the hidden place.

Pei Xihe staggered, and it was difficult for her mana to keep her body stable.

The master's token on her waist flickered, and suddenly a spirit figure flew out. The incarnation of Zhao Hanfeng held the slender blade transformed by the spirit energy, and faced the two powerful Taoism techniques.

The blood stains on Pei Xihe's face were cleaned up by the Dust Cleansing Art, revealing a disastrous gray-white, only a pair of dark golden eyes sparkled as before.

And outside the East Emperor Pavilion, there was a soaring mana breath, like fire from the sky, burning everything it passed.

Pei Xihe turned her head to look, and there was a finger piercing her forehead, intending to kill her instantly.

An old acquaintance, the master Tianxia who I met when Emperor Zhaocheng was performing martial arts.

The avatar came according to her will, holding a long knife, and turned into a real black dragon with her true intentions. The air of nine yins eroded all directions, and was repelling their fierce and upright fire-walking method, which played an extraordinary effect.

"Thief?!"

Tian Xia was a little dazed, a Mahayana cultivator never forgets, not to mention that this girl seized her soul and searched for his valued disciple in the martial arts, and damaged her soul, making it difficult for her to form a soul, and she has never recovered.

And obviously she left with the Tianzhu that day, why did she reappear here now?
His eyes were deep, filled with shock and madness, if he could capture her, maybe they could transcend this world and ascend!