Infinite cycle of the heavens

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"Chichi."

Two cracking sounds sounded.

Mrs. San Miao raised her bare hand, and a thin and soft white silk thread shot out from her hand. It was hard to see with the naked eye, and the speed was very fast, like a thin thin blade, piercing through the air.

This thing is called "Lingling Silk", and it is a secret magic weapon of the Hehuan School. Although its power is not as powerful as the Hehuan Bell, it is also a first-class treasure in the world of cultivating immortals.

Jin Ping'er let out a low cry, raised her right hand, and saw the purple awns in full bloom, the people next to them couldn't see what magic weapon was in this bright purple awns, they could only see a knife-shaped purple awn glowing in unison Chop down in front of you.

The targets of these two magic weapons are both in front of Qi Fang. Their attack is not to kill the enemy, but to save the enemy and force them to stop. The purpose is to save Elder Shentu.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared, rushed out from Qi Fang's fist, turned into a fist mark and shot forward, leaving a golden afterimage in the air, and hit Elder Shentu with a "poof". chest.

But Qi Fang has stopped, and then quickly backed away.

Mrs. San Miao's lingering silk and Jin Ping'er's purple light blade all hit the air and passed in front of him.

Elder Shentu's face changed suddenly, his eyes widened abruptly, the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, showing a look of extreme horror.

Qi Fang had expected the actions of Mrs. San Miao and Jin Ping'er, and had already thought of a countermeasure when he made the move, and the result was just as he expected.

"Oh!"

A dull bang came out.

Elder Shentu's body exploded like a balloon, turning into a bloody mist, leaving no bones left.

In just one move, life and death are decided.

It can only be said that Elder Shentu underestimated the enemy too much. If he had paid enough attention to and understood Qi Fang in advance, even if the result would not change, at least he would be able to take a few more moves.

Mrs. Sanmiao's face turned cold, this person dared to act fiercely in front of her, if he was told to retreat completely, what face would I have to stand in the devil's way.

Chapter 15 Tricks

Mrs. Sanmiao snorted coldly, her jade hands danced lightly, swaying like lingering silk waves, and stretched forward quickly like tentacles, grabbing towards Qi Fang.

Qi Fang flipped his palms, and the Qingsong Sword appeared in his hand, his divine power was broken, and there was a soft "buzz", and a three-foot-long cyan light extended from the long sword, and then slashed forward.

The blue light was so strong that it reflected the figures of the surrounding people into turquoise.

"Zheng!"

The three-zhang sword light swung out, cut on the lingering silk, and made a sound of clashing swords, the thin white silk was not cut off by the unparalleled sharpness of the sword light.

However, the stretching of the lingering silk also stopped, and it shrank back as if frightened.

At the same time, a purple awn of light chopped down from the sky, like a fire in July, and the purple awn is frightening.

It was Jin Ping'er who took the opportunity to make a move, came to the top of Qi Fang in a blink of an eye, swung the Zimang blade and slashed downward.

Qi Fang seemed to have expected it, flipped his wrist, and the long sword slashed upwards.

"Snapped!"

Qingbi's sword glow collided with the purple streamer in the air, and after a light and crisp air explosion, the purple light blade was sent flying backwards.

After all, Qi Fang's cultivation base is even better than Yi Domain.

Jin Ping'er's graceful figure rotated in the air with the purple light blade, like an elf dancing, while venting the force of the back and forth, the figure flickered, and it had come to the back of Qi Fang, blocking it. out of his way.

"Little brother, since you're here, don't leave in such a hurry." Jin Ping'er said with a smile, two dimples appeared on her face, her tone was very intimate, it seemed that she was not fighting with others at all, but rather It's about love.

This woman's cultivation is not advanced, and she may not even be comparable to the old man, but she is a pure yin body, which is connected to the spirituality of the purple light blade. Using this magic weapon can exert extremely powerful power, almost as good as the old man. In addition, her scheming and methods are quite clever, so she can stand alone, but she is still young and lacks experience, which is why Mrs. Sanmiao brought her to practice Blood Palm.

"Okay, since my sister is interested, let's have a good conversation." Qi Fang turned around unhurriedly, and said calmly.

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"Little girl, hand over the blood-sucking bead, and the ancestor will spare your life." The blood-sucking ancestor said sadly, with a frightening red light shining in his eyes.

"If you want, you can get it yourself." Hou Hou said coldly, spreading her palms, and a dark purple bead floated above her palm, lingering with a dreamlike red light.

"Blood-devouring bead! It really is a blood-devouring bead, I finally saw it! This intoxicating aura and incomparable brilliance, there is no other treasure in the world that can compare to it. Such a treasure is simply for the ancestors." Born from the blood-sucking Dafa, it should belong to me." The moment the blood-sucking orb appeared, the eyes of the blood-sucking ancestor suddenly lit up, staring at the orb without blinking, as if a pervert saw a peerless beauty, Can't wait to swallow it in one gulp.

"Little girl, quickly give me the Blood-devouring Orb." The blood-sucking patriarch touched his waist, took the blood-melting demon knife in his hand, and said fiercely to Houhou.

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you." With a sneer, Hou Hou shot the Blood-devouring Orb at the Vampire Patriarch, then quickly pinched a formula with both hands, and said softly, "Get up!"

The blood-sucking bead suddenly released a blazing red awn, and the rich blood energy rolled out, as if a monstrous sea of ​​blood descended on the world, rushing towards the blood-sucking ancestor like a huge wave.

"Blood Transforming Demon Knife, cut blood in one breath!"

The finger of the blood-sucking ancestor wiped the blade, and the blood streaks on the blade suddenly shone, as if a stream of blood was flowing on the blade. With a soft drink, he swung the magic blade and slashed forward.

A red light several feet long roared out, cutting through the wind and waves, splitting the vast sea of ​​blood from the middle.

With a sound of "铛", the light of the sword slashed on the blood-devouring bead, and they held each other.

The sword light and the blood light exhale and inhale, one rises and the other disappears, as if they are engaged in a contest of "sucking and devouring".

The blood-sucking ancestor is a famous figure in the way of magic, with profound cultivation, comparable to several prime ministers of Qingyun sect, and the blood-sucking sword is also an ancestral weapon of their lineage, and the combination of the two can explode amazing power.

Although Houhou's cultivation level is slightly lower than that of the blood-sucking ancestor, her magic power is pure, and the power released by destroying the blood-sucking orb is not inferior to the blood-sucking ancestor.

Jiang Laosan was on the side, seeing that the strength of the two seemed to be evenly matched, inseparable, his heart beat suddenly, he turned around, turned into a small dark red fork, and shot towards Houhou.

Hou Hou seemed to have expected this move a long time ago, with a flick of his jade hand, he pointed forward.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Suddenly, a crisp bell sounded in the deep Necromancer Abyss.

A small golden bell flew out, and hit the dark red fork amidst the crisp ringing.

"Acacia Bell!"

The complexions of Madam Sanmiao and Jin Ping'er changed at the same time, and a cry of surprise came out of their mouths.

"It's not a good time to be distracted."

Qi Fang's playful voice sounded beside the two of them, and he raised the Qingsong sword above his head, his divine power was shattered, the sword's light soared, and he chopped forward with an aura that opened up the world.

"The first form of opening the sky."

Jianmang slashed at Mrs. Sanmiao's head like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar.

The power of this sword is almost comparable to the "Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue" that Cang Song and Pu Zhi used when they fought that day.