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

Xu Qiantong's real body staggered and fell out, with scarlet bloodstains overflowing from his seven orifices.

When she looked at the divine body from a distance, it was accompanied by a vision of heaven and earth, which was also a kind of invisible suppression.

Now that the self-dharma body is destroyed, the backlash rushes into the internal organs, disturbing the inner breath of mana, bringing bloody smell between the lips and teeth, and even the soul of Jianggong can't help but dim, and there are a few small cracks that are not obvious, but if you don't Heal in time, and then there will be endless troubles.

The trend is over!

She sighed inwardly that there were such monsters in this trial.

Xu Qiantong judged the situation, stopped holding on, and urged the remaining mana to escape, but Pei Xihe, who was on the side, didn't move.

The first battle of this Dharma Avatar's real body has fully demonstrated its divine power!
Pei Xihe looked at the fleeing figure of the female cultivator, and did not urge Huan Tianzhu to trap this space again.

Most of the mana she had recovered with the dharma body had been consumed, and now Xu Qiantong was repelled, but there were still other cultivators watching this place, like a pack of wolves.

Once he shows signs of decadence here, he will rush forward.

Both she and Xu Qiantong should leave this battlefield as soon as possible and restore their mana to its peak, so as to preserve the bronze medal in their hands.

When the last day came, Pei Xihe removed the cover of the Huan Tianzhu, and suddenly a hundred bronze medals rattled in the storage mustard, collided with each other, and came out.

A woman in plain clothes is sitting on a high platform. Her face is not outstanding among practitioners, but a bit dull, but she has a natural implication in her body, like precious jade shining light, and like green bamboos in the rain, making people feel deep and deep. Stand up.

The surname is Zhao, which is quite right, but he was born in Wan Han's Xiaoqian world?
She suppressed her doubts and continued to look.

"It may not be possible to climb to the top of the Eightfold Immortal Tower."

The real body of Faxiang is the second body of a practitioner, and it will grow with the practitioner. If you can light a lamp in the dark swamp of the avenue from a fairy like a fairy, you will transform again.

"The real body of this girl's dharma is really powerful. She has just reached the first stage of immortality, and she can be accompanied by visions of heaven and earth. It is difficult for even a later stage immortal to do so."

In addition, Pei Xihe didn't care about the bronze medals on this woman, she already had a hundred of them, and any more would be empty piles.

She thought carefully about the rising sun transformed by the saber intent she saw just now, and she felt a little confused. Although the true intentions were different, the roots were similar.

A cultivator roared unwillingly, but saw white light spreading across the sky and earth, sweeping around.

It is a familiar and magnificent sound, resounding through this world.

After all, if he wanted to continue fighting, Pei Xihe's mana would definitely be insufficient, and he might not be able to survive the rest of the trial safely.

In this way, the last days passed, Pei Xihe consolidated his previous understanding of fighting, and now his mana has improved, and there is a faint tendency to break into the late stage of the first realm.

……

The 18 bronze medals allow at most [-] people to enter the second trial, and the remaining hundreds of people are all full of pride. How could they be willing to return without success?

However, Pei Xihe was able to snatch part of the power of the god's ring mirror with the Huantian Pearl, and use the power of space to isolate the breath of the bronze medal, so that no one could find her, so she seemed extremely leisurely.

She has verified the power of her true body, and she knows exactly where her strength is now. If she is not in a small space, bursting out with magic power outside will definitely make the fallen fairy climb up the ranking.

The old man's eyes were rolling with dissatisfaction, like a naughty boy, but there was nothing he could do, showing some grievance.

"It's none of your business, you've only reached the fifth level, but I'm still at the sixth level, what are you arrogant about, just barking like a dog."

Previously, the dharma body appeared in the world and frightened the surroundings. For a while, no one dared to attack and kill like Xu Qiantong. Pei Xihe circulated the Huan Tianzhu to activate the supernatural power of escaping the sky, and hid in the distance.

The attendant read in a low voice.

She sits and watches other people's fights, and secretly ponders the subtleties in her heart. She learns from others' strengths and is inclusive. This is the way of long-term survival.

Xu Qiantong has extraordinary cultivation and superb Taoism. If he can meet again in Taixue, maybe he can meet each other, learn from each other, and discuss the mysterious way together.

An old woman in gray slapped him on the head, forcing him to silence.

What's more, Pei Xihe's soul is full of Hunyuan Qi, and he has cultivated the "Gen Yi Jing", which can nourish thousands of scriptures and collect the essence, so there is no need to worry about the conflict between Taoism and law.

At the end of the seven-day trial, the cultivator began to search for the remaining bronze medals in order to make up the hundreds.

At the moment when the cultivators entered the trial, they were all sensed by the acquired divine object "Huanjing" for their identity credentials, echoed with the word "Dagan", and spontaneously read the information inside. If there is no such thing, they will be typed out.

Pei Xihe is now walking around, hiding in the dark.

……

A group of heroes gather in one world, but only take the top.

"The seven days have come. Those who win a hundred pieces will get a copper bracelet, and can enter the second trial. Use the copper bracelet to open the fairy puppet and verify its true strength. After passing it smoothly, you can choose a school."

The gods nearby were all lamenting that she was only five hundred years old, but the old woman was silently chanting the name "Zhao Fuxi".

The green forests burned by Pei Xihe, the peaks shattered by the monks' fighting skills, the filled rivers and seas, and the ravines of the earth all disappeared before their eyes.

Sitting on the brown and yellow old cow, a young man wearing a dark green robe boldly asserted.

"The perception of the Dao must not be low!"

She sighed in her heart that she deserved to be from the Upper Immortal Realm, Huangting Jingwen, Zique Xuandou, Qingxia Minggui, Taihe Sishui...all of them are exquisite Taoism, and their power is supernatural.

They scattered into orange light spots, wrapped his body, and then turned into a simple copper bracelet on Pei Xihe's wrist.

She exhaled turbid air, and the transformation of the demon god drove the black blood of the god to gush out a large amount of vitality to nourish the damaged areas.

"Those who have not won a hundred coins will all come out,"

Pei Xihe looked around, and apart from herself, there were only eight people left.

It took another half a day for Pei Xihe to recover from the exhaustion of the previous fight.

As soon as it fell down, a servant entered with a scroll in his hand.

After the white light receded, everyone was on a huge four-cornered chessboard.

And the gray-clothed old woman looked into the water mirror, but the figure of the golden-clothed female cultivator was no longer there.

Fighting and fighting, blood everywhere.

"She has gathered a hundred bronze medals now, and she is not obsessed with unnecessary disputes. It is indeed good."

At the time of fighting, at the moment of crisis, the whole body's mana is in motion, and Taoism is derived and mysterious. Compared with meditation, it has some benefits, and thus the method of "supporting war with war" was born.

Could it be the descendant of that old thing?

And an old man holding a bamboo stick snorted coldly, and the bamboo stick hit the jade wall.

The beauty of this academy trial is that in this situation, the aura of the bronze medal cannot be concealed, but it can be easily perceived by the cultivators.

"What is her origin? It seems that Wangcheng has never seen her face before?"

He Ruofeng, He Shaoci, Cui Shantan, Yan Wujin, Xu Qiantong, she knew five people.

Then there are three people, two women and one man, one woman is wearing a embroidered phoenix skirt, and the other is wearing a ghost-mask armor, all of them have outstanding demeanor.

The male cultivator has a smooth head with a Sanskrit seal on it. He is a Buddhist cultivator.

Pei Xihe restrained her mind and looked forward. The copper bracelet in her hand flew away and fell into the heart orifice of the human-shaped fairy puppet facing her. His dark eyes suddenly shone red.

She knew that the second trial had already begun.