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

The small space created by the secret realm in this film is maintained by gods, full of spring and full of vitality.

Big trees uprooted the sky, clouds and mist shrouded the sky, and there were two men walking side by side in the vast forest.

One is wearing a silver embroidered brocade robe, with a clear and handsome face, and his sword eyebrows are slanted upwards, showing a bit of fierceness, while the starry eyes below are quiet, but they seem to be lurking under the shadow of a dragon, and they are majestic.

The stern man looked at the person beside him with a helpless expression.

"We have to find the bronze medal as soon as possible, Hugh will delay."

"You have failed three times, now you have to break through the second stage, and if you lose again, don't cry at me."

The man next to him was wearing a bamboo hat, wearing white linen clothes, with a casual demeanor, his appearance was seven or eight points similar to this handsome man, but younger, like a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

He Ruofeng said with a smile: "Anxin, you have become a fairy this time, and father and son will join hands, and it will naturally be possible."

He suddenly restrained his smile and put on a serious look.

"Little Treasure! How can you be so big or young, you brat, I'm your father."

He was about to transmit the sound of He Shaoci with the secret method, but saw that he had been submerged into the tornado, his whole body was filled with dark light of silver ink, and behind him was a Dharma image true body condensed to resist the enemy.

His eyes switched between the two, and he noticed the similar appearance and thought, could it be a pair of brothers?
One person is in the first realm of immortality, and the other is in the second realm of immortality.

And the Tianguang knife in Pei Xihe's hand was flying, suddenly there was wind and thunder, and the shadow of the knife swept across the agitation, the wind and thunder are innocent!

He Shaoci put the red sword into the dantian, and his face became even colder. His right hand crossed the eyebrows, revealing a vertical golden pupil.

There was no fear or panic in her golden eyes, Xuan Fei's right hand was already gripping the Tianguang Saber tightly around Xuan Fei's body, and when the sword light came to him, Pei Xihe slashed with his backhand, and there was a clang sound of the sword colliding.

The long knife in his hand already made the red sword tremble when it collided for the first time, and all the spirituality accumulated in it for hundreds of years was dissipated. Now when it collides again, there are three tiny cracks climbing on the sword.

That's enough, a quick fix is ​​enough.

Carrying fetishes, the heritage is strong.

He Ruofeng sighed inwardly, but instead of urging the means together, he just watched from the sidelines.

The natal saber floated beside her, and she could see her making a formula with both hands, and the upper and lower sides met. There were strange fluctuations in this small world, as if the sky was tilting and the earth was cracking, infinite mysterious light surged upwards, and ghosts floated downwards.

Like thunder flashing, her body appeared in front of He Shaoci, and she slashed away, as if she wanted to cut him in half on the spot.

A golden-scale real dragon jumped out of the vertical pupils, and in an instant it turned into a long sword and was held by Dharma Xiang, slashing towards Pei Xihe's body.

"The ancestors have already given me the name 'Shaoci' and the Taoist name Fengchen, don't call me He Xiaobao again."

The Gengzi Chiguang sword can be damaged so far, only the suppression of the gods can do it.

Mana Ning had a big green and white palm, with runes flashing inside, and the two golden flood dragons also raised their heads to the sky and screamed, biting at Pei Xihe.

And Pei Xihe was stagnated by mana in the space, and it was inevitable to avoid it.

And this woman should not be from the royal city. I had read the information from the clan before, but I couldn't tell the origin of the female cultivator in front of me.

The two fought in tacit understanding, and they used the momentum of pinching to make her lose here.

This technique internally develops the five elements, penetrates the yin and yang of the universe, and the stronger the comprehension of the heaven and the earth, the more subtle derivatives it will have. However, Pei Xihe is not what it used to be, and its natural power is extraordinary.

Pei Xihe compiled "The Promise of Heavenly Light", and then "Di Luo Jue Sha", and combined the two into one to form "Heaven and Earth Jue".

He Shaoci looked a little annoyed, and said in a low voice.

He Shaoci frowned, raised the red sword again and collided, feeling a little pity in his heart, and even more jealous.

Seeing that dharma figure wrapping around the long silver river, completely transformed by pure mana, the aura of the male cultivator in front of him was greatly increased. Although it was in one state, its aura was like a rainbow, and it was hard for ordinary mid-stage celestial beings to match.

Pei Xihe was about to kill the male cultivator in front of her, but another person appeared behind her as light as the wind, and slapped her back.

She clasped her hands together, and a miraculous orb condensed out, holding it in her hands.

She stared at the world with a pair of golden eyes, and there was a faint silver light escaping from her palm, but she saw that this place has been trapped by a majestic silver cage, which is the space sealing technique performed by the Huan Tianzhu.

Her whole body was surrounded by the gushing saber energy, the air rolled into a wind, and the saber light was like thunder.

His magic power is mellow, just like a mirror lake being rippled by the wind, showing terrifying power.

"Cut me!"

Pei Xihe moved with his heart, and when the knife rested, the storm gradually died down.

The two golden dragons were involved, and there was a miserable roar, and the mana palm was torn apart by the saber energy at the same time.

Pei Xihe slashed open the red sword in front of him with his long saber, and the turbulent saber aura counterbalanced the sword aura, showing a crushing tendency.Then she threw the Tianguang Saber towards the bamboo hat, and the two collided, causing the bamboo hat to be damaged, and the slender bamboo pieces flew off in all directions.

He Shaoci's complexion suddenly changed, and He Ruofeng saw the change in his expression, so he naturally understood the strength of the female cultivator in front of him.

Sensing the dangerous aura, she withdrew from the battle of swords and swords, turned around, and wanted to resist the palm, but with her thoughts, she noticed that the runes in the pupils of the cold handsome man were flickering. out!

"Roar!"

The corners of He Ruofeng's lips overflowed with scarlet, his eyes narrowed, and his body swept back to prevent being disturbed by the tornado of saber air.

The primordial spirit in her crimson palace was shining, but the excitement in her golden eyes was hard to hide.

This sword is of excellent quality, although it is a magic weapon, but if it is cultivated by him for a period of time and reforged with rare spiritual materials, it will have a chance to transform into an acquired god.

He flew away, with a dark silver luster flowing all over his body, like water waves, and when He Shaoci drew his sword and stabbed him, he was already wearing silver armor, pushing his mana to the peak.

Pei Xihe looked at the two male cultivators in front of him. They were the two men he had sensed earlier, and they had a strong aura of bronze medals on their bodies.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, Xiaobao, this is the name your father and I gave you."

He Ruofeng was playing a rogue, but suddenly all the laughter on his face disappeared, and with a wave of his right hand, a majestic gust of wind rushed towards one place.

He lifted the bamboo hat over his head, and threw it upwards, a blue spiritual light poured in, calling it emerald like jade, with extraordinary power, he slammed towards Pei Xihe's body, and the next moment, the figure had disappeared in place.

And He Shaoci also squinted his eyes slightly, holding a red long sword in his right hand for a moment, with Geng Jin's aura extremely sharp, standing facing the sky, as if about to poke a hole out.

The space in that place was destabilized by the mana, and it looked like it was broken. However, there were gods and four elephants to maintain it, so Pei Xihe fell out and faced the red sword glow.

"Heaven and earth in the palm of your hand."

Pei Xihe recited the words in a low voice, and every word fell, her body trembled and rippled, which coincided with the rhyme of the Tao, and there was a terrifying suction, and easily absorbed all the silver long river and golden dragon sword on Nafa's body.

He Shaoci's expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly felt that all his control over him had been lost.

He has practiced for more than [-] years, and he has raised the golden dragon's remnant soul for [-] years, which has long been inseparable from himself.

What exactly is this means?