Xiuxian exchange system

As soon as he raised his hand, a Thunder Extinguishing Bead appeared in Lai Wuhen's hand, and he pushed towards the door of Yue Tianen's secret room without hesitation.

There was a loud bang, and Yue Tianen's secret room was blown to pieces. Yue Tianen, who had recovered to the initial stage of Nascent Soul, was holding a silver round shield in front of him, and fled to the sky with a look of horror on his face. among.

Lai Wuhen's figure flashed in front of Yue Tian'en: "Tian'en, your cultivation has recovered well, is the elixir I gave effective?"

"Lai Wuhen, you are hopeless." Yue Tianen glared angrily, and fled towards the outside of Qianfu with a flash of light on his body.

With a flash of light on Lai Wuhen's body, he arrived in front of Yue Tianen, and knocked Yue Tianen back to the ground with one punch.

Yue Tianen vomited blood, and repeatedly urged the magic formula in his hand, three flying swords flashed out, hitting Lai Wuhen.

Lai Wuhen's basalt armor was activated, and the three flying swords hit the basalt armor and were bounced back.

"Yue Tianen, you actually dare to do something to your husband. It really is just a deal. Hurry up and spit out my elixir."

As he spoke, Lai Wuhen's four spiritual powers were used together, and the nine-finger mantra was activated, with just one finger in his hand.

A flash of light with a thick bowl mouth flashed out, and hit Yue Tianen.

Yue Tianen repeatedly urged the magic formula in his hand, and successively released three shields of different shapes to block in front of him.

Three impact sounds came almost at the same time, and the three shields were flicked away.

When the flash hit Yue Tianen's body protection mask, her body protection mask dissipated instantly like paper.

There was a bang, and Yue Tianen's body was blown into flying ashes, and even the Nascent Soul inside couldn't escape.

Lai Wuhen blew on his fingers, not at all sad because of Yue Tianen's fall, but a look of pride on his face.

He snorted coldly in his heart: "That's right, the power of the nine-finger mantra is far beyond imagination after advanced, and my elixir is not so delicious."

The Suzaku fire shadow appeared on his body, and Lai Wuhen rushed out of the Qianfu, and flew away in one direction, dragging a long tail of fire in the sky.

A giant knife that was as black as ink and more than ten feet long was inserted into the sea of ​​clouds on the edge of Hengyuan Island.

There were quite a few monks watching from a distance, looking at the giant knife with greedy expressions on their faces, but no one dared to approach it.

Because bursts of terrifying destructive aura emanated from the giant knife, even Jindan stage monks were daunted.

With a flash of Lai Wuhen's figure, he stood on the hilt of the giant knife, his consciousness scattered, and he said coldly: "What? You guys dare to touch my natal magic weapon, You Ming knife?"

When all the monks saw Lai Wuhen's face clearly, their hearts skipped a beat, and they saluted Lai Wuhen: "Don't dare, this junior just happened to pass by."

"Just passing by, haven't you guys heard the story of Li Xia in the melon field?" Lai Wuhen's eyes turned cold, and with a move of his hand, the Youming Saber turned into a three-foot long knife and fell into his hand, slashing towards the surroundings and go.

It seemed like a light blow, but a knife force of more than ten feet long came out in a flash.

Those monks who were close had no time to react at all, and they were smashed to pieces by the knife force.

Those who are far away are only just taking steps or the light on their bodies is shining, and people are completely submerged in it by the strength of the sword.

The sword strength flew straight for several miles before dissipating in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Lai Wuhen, self-inflicted, can't live." A loud voice sounded, and a giant hammer fell from the sky, hitting Lai Wuhen's head directly.

Lai Wuhen's eyes were fixed, and You Ming Dao hit the giant hammer.

There was a loud bang, and the giant hammer was hit back, and You Ming Dao turned into a giant knife of more than ten feet and chased the giant hammer up.

Suddenly dozens of magic weapons of various shapes were shot from all directions, hitting the Youming Dao.

The Youming Knife trembled for a while, and the light on the blade dimmed in an instant. Lai Wuhen spat out blood, and with a move of his hand, he retracted the Youming Knife into his body.

The magic formula in his hand was repeatedly urged, and the four spirits and supernatural powers were displayed at the same time, the nine-finger mantra in one hand, and the lightning-killing beads in the other hand, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of flashes and dozens of lightning-killing beads were shot out in all directions.

Loud noises like thunder were heard endlessly, Lai Wuhen's breath was sluggish, and his handsome face became distorted and ferocious.

The actions of more than 50 Nascent Soul stage monks were beyond what Lai Wuhen could have imagined.

But after a face-to-face meeting, all his attacks were tightly suppressed, and even if he wanted to escape, he found that all the ways out were tightly blocked.

Cursing in his heart, he raised his hand, took out a random teleportation talisman and crushed it.

The light on Lai Wuhen's body disappeared in a flash, and ripples flickered in the space several feet away, and Lai Wuhen emerged from it with a stagger, his consciousness scattered, and his heart felt cold. The transmission was actually interrupted.

"Lai Wuhen, you have killed innocent people indiscriminately, today is your death day." I don't know which monk said this, and the magic weapon attacks from all around became a little bit faster.

There are eight Nascent Souls in Lai Wuhen's body, with strong mana, and Xuanwu Armor can barely withstand it for a while, but the speed of mana consumption is far beyond his imagination. It can't keep up with the speed of consumption.

As long as the mana is exhausted, Lai Wuhen will definitely be bombed into ashes.

"Killing innocent people indiscriminately? You are just greedy for my secrets. Why do you say it so righteously? Which one of you has killed fewer monks than me?" Lai Wuhen snorted coldly. The Lingen Pill floated in front of Lai Wuhen.

"Stop!" Those monks who besieged Lai Wuhen couldn't see that these were Linggen Pills, several people shouted at the same time.

All attacks were taken back almost at the same time.

"Isn't the spirit root pill what you want most? I have everything here." Lai Wuhen said, and as soon as he urged the magic formula in his hand, hundreds of spirit root pills were shot in three directions.

More than 50 monks in the Nascent Soul stage, how could they bother to attack Lai Wuhen again, everyone's body flashed with light, and they flew towards Linggen Pill.

Some monks who were on the way of Linggendan didn't need to move at all, and they grabbed several pieces as soon as they stretched out their hands. The Yuanqi monks from other directions came over and started to fight for it. The original alliance was in chaos in an instant.

The light on Lai Wuhen's body flickered, and he fled in a direction where there were no monks.

Seeing that the Nascent Soul cultivators did not come after him, Lai Wuhen took out a random teleportation talisman and started teleporting.

Thousands of miles away, Lai Wuhen staggered out of a high altitude, his consciousness scattered, and he identified a direction to escape at full speed.

The aura on his body has been sluggish for more than half, and his realm looks a little unstable.