Xiuxian is like this

"Senior Sister makes a move, we are naturally convinced."

"Little Junior Sister Quan Xia knows, it is expected that she will be able to rest in peace."

Amidst the sighs and compliments of several people, Xiu, a beautiful woman, swayed towards her, with five fingers spread out, she grabbed She Yan and went away.

The sound waves rolled, the lines of the palm prints were clearly visible, and there was a huge friction between the sky and the earth, covering the giant palm with a layer of golden red light.

"spit."

She Yan opened her lips lightly, and spit out a thin needle from her mouth. The white light was fleeting, and it hit the palm of Qin Tian's big hand. Once touched, it was evaporated into air by the hot fire.

Strangely, the huge palm was twisted and changed hazyly after being hit by this blow, and finally disappeared completely.

"Little illusion dares to be used to embarrass yourself, do you have a lot of face?"

She Yan sneered, the golden snake pupils formed into vertical lines, and stared back with illusion.

In the clear sky, two snake pupils opened, the vertical lines resembled the cracks in the abyss, the darkness engulfed everything, and the infinite golden light on both sides made people worship with panic.

With the opportunity of the Snake God, the source of She Yan's blood was replaced, and some of the original abilities were nowhere to be found. She regained her strength, and she has not practiced it with anyone so far.

Anyway, she didn't plan to find Lu Bei, not to mention that she has no sense of superiority after repeated battles and defeats. If a psychological shadow is formed, she may become Lu Bei's image by breeding demonic thoughts.

God's favor and power, the double deterrent effect is outstanding.

The handsome beauty Xiu's complexion suddenly changed, and he forcibly broke through the illusion with the advantage of his realm, restrained his pleasant fake smile, and his cold eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Little bitch, stop pretending?"

She Yan continued to taunt: "Although you are beautiful, you have an extremely vicious heart. It is a pity that you have a good face. Later, my sister will give you a few slaps. If your face is crooked, you will be ugly and ugly at heart. It complements each other. From the face to the heart..."

Halfway through the conversation, she stopped abruptly, took a breath, and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Obviously, if it wasn't for the wrong script, it could only mean that in some respects, she was already in Lu Bei's shape.

"Damn it, that bastard is poisonous!"

On She Yan's side, she fell into doubts about life. The beautiful and beautiful Xiu waved her sleeves, and the white horses wove a sky-wide net. The formation formed by itself, covering She Yan and herself at the same time.

In the big formation, nothing can be seen in the whiteness, and the breath can't be sensed.

She Zhang looked like a blind man in the formation, pushing aside layers of white waves with five fingers, seeing this, she dispersed her body-protecting qi, hitting the surrounding white mist to boil and roll.

A chill pierced She Xuan's vest, overlapping with the tumbling white waves, and the two did not interfere with each other.

Another illusion.

The long sword approached, sticking to She Yan's protective body, and between the sharp edges, easily pierced it, and then...

Hiss!

Blood stained the sky.

She Yan withdrew her five fingers, looked at the sticky blood drops on the fingertips, the snake pupils flickered, and roughly guessed.

In the fog, Xiu, a beautiful woman, clutched the wound in her waist and abdomen, her face full of horror.She set up the formation and had an advantage in realm. It should be safe to attack a blind man, but she never thought that the injured person would become herself.

"So that's the case, my sister's eyes can see through illusions, it's my younger sister's carelessness." The handsome beauty Xiu put away the illusion array and replaced it with a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.

I wanted to play skill-based operations, and won the victory without bloodshed, but it turned out to be self-defeating, and I just reached the opponent's strengths.

Then don't pretend to be technically skilled, and just use the advantage of the realm to crush it!

She Yan ignored the yin and yang aura of the pretty beauty Xiu, and her snake eyes swept across the remaining monks, but she couldn't find the target, and her heart sank slightly.

This battle...

The trouble is big.

Clang——

The sound of the sword cracked the air, venting a strong bloody smell.

The beautiful and beautiful Xiu threw the three-foot green sharp edge into the air, and under the blessing of powerful mana, the sharp edge was dotted with countless swords, and the length of each path was several feet long.

The sharp edge of the sword is sharp and glaring, the cold light on the body of the sword is comparable to the substance, and the sword E swallows gold in its mouth, all of which are lifelike and not illusory.

The sword net was woven into an array, suddenly bursting into boundless light, and with the trembling of the sword body, there was a sudden magic sound, and the whole space became illusory in an instant.

She Yan's complexion changed, the golden snake pupils in his eyes turned crimson red, hot waves of fire surrounded his body, and the fire snakes scattered down one by one. There were so many fire snakes that in the blink of an eye, they surpassed Mantian Jiansha in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

The blue light and the red sea are clearly separated. When the two powers collide, the sword energy shatters and tears the air, and the fire waves burn and distort the void.

There was a brief stalemate, each of them could not advance or retreat.

Seeing that she failed to take down She Xuan, the beautiful and beautiful Xiu's eyes became more and more fierce, and she burned her mana to create a more magnificent sword net formation.

The sword-shaking qi like a dragon and snake breaks through the fiery red sea waves, and the three-foot green front cuts through thorns and thorns, cutting off small red snakes.When it reached She Xuan's body, the three-foot green front was stacked with swords and demons, and the sharp edges revealed a scorching white, and their power increased sharply.

Ding!

She Yan raised her hand to block the three-foot Qingfeng. If you look closely, you will find that she has used a magic weapon.

If the bracelet turned into a golden-scaled thin snake can be used to calculate treasures, it is entirely possible to say so.

Blocking the three-foot green front, She Yan didn't care about the beautiful woman Xiu's panic, and pointed to the side with a wave of the sword, causing a sea of ​​red flames to surge down. several monks.

The flames came, and the few people fought and retreated, and they didn't want to give the big sister any face at this moment. They hummed a few times, telling the beautiful and beautiful Xiu to hurry up, because he couldn't beat the witch, and said directly, everyone shoulder to shoulder .

boom--

The high temperature distorted, the wind surged, the flames that rolled around the ground subsided, and the overwhelming sword energy dissipated at the same time.

She Yan's face was calm, and Xiu Xiu's face was livid, gritted his teeth and wanted to activate the secret technique.

"Okay, let's stop here, if you continue, your physical body will not be able to hold on."

Just then, a gloomy voice interrupted.

The beautiful and beautiful Xiu heard the words, her body froze, and she quickly fell to the ground and knelt down on one knee. At the same time, several monks with strange yin and yang also quickly knelt down.

"I have met Master, Master Wanan." x6

She Yan looked at it coldly, and within sight, a figure in a purple robe with gold patterns was standing with his hands behind his back, with a bronze mask on his face, his voice and body shape were indistinguishable.

After staring intently for a while, She Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, which meant that the person who came was also a deity at last.

The trouble was bigger than she imagined.

"You demon cultivator, with extraordinary bloodline talent, Taoist, I have been traveling the world for many years, and I can't guess your heel for a while."

The purple-robed monk said slowly: "Don't be dazed, your chance has come, bow your head and bow down, you can be a disciple of my sect as a Taoist."

"What a disciple, what a demon, are you sure he is a disciple, not a puppet?" She Yan said coldly.

"It has been seen, your eyes are really extraordinary."

The purple-robed cultivator gave a compliment, waved his hand and moved forward, and the little junior sister's body floated in front of him without any wind.

Under the trembling kneeling of several disciples, the purple-robed cultivator took a needle to sew up the wound, poured a bottle of viscous black liquid into the mouth of the little junior sister, and then slammed her heavenly spirit, and rescued a dead person.

"Master, Master."

The little junior sister woke up and saw the purple-robed monk, she was so frightened that she hurriedly fell to her knees.

"Back off, if there is a next time, you will definitely be knocked out of your wits."

"Thank you Master, thank you Master for not killing me."

"..."

She Yan looked at the little junior sister who retreated silently, caught her expression, and found that when the purple-robed Taoist priest mentioned that the soul was flying away, the little junior sister actually had a trace of longing...

It really is a demon.

"It's your turn, when will you wait if you don't kneel now?"

The purple-robed monk stepped forward, and as he spoke, majestic power rose up like a column, arousing the power of heaven to become one, and his aura was overwhelming.

Sweat dripped down She Yan's cheeks, holding down the thin golden-scaled snake that was eager to give a bite to the purple-robed monk, and his indifferent voice remained unchanged: "I once heard that Wu Zhou Moxiu had a 'Corpse Sewing Tao', which was passed down from the Far West and has been a disaster for many years. , even Moxiu hated him deeply, and was besieged and killed by a group of people, but he didn't expect that there were still remnants left behind."

"I can't say that. Others say that I have gone astray. Only I know that there is a reason for the success of all Taoism, and there must be an effect if there is a cause. I have a promising future as a Taoist. You are just narrow-minded."

Speaking of this, the purple-robed monk stepped forward again, and the aura of the pan column turned into a bloody light, and the swelling and expansion suddenly vented, causing She Yan to retreat again and again.

"What are you waiting for? Since you know Taoist that I am practicing the 'Sewing Corpse Way', you should know that there is no difference between you and me. Kneel down now, Taoist, I will give you a decent way to die. After all ..."

The purple-robed monk smiled sinisterly: "Wouldn't it be a pity to destroy such a beautiful body like yours!"

The overwhelming pressure caused She Yan's blood to boil and resist, a mouthful of hot blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his snake pupils turned black, and he wanted to fight the purple-robed monk for his life.

at this time……

There was a loud explosion in the sky in the distance, and layers of air waves intertwined and overlapped in the air, like a mushroom cloud suddenly exploded.

The next moment, the howling air stretched a white line, and the thunderous vibrations pushed away the cloud, and suddenly accelerated towards this place.

She Yan stared blankly, her eyes were darkened, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

After regaining her senses, she put away the joy on her face and stroked her slightly messy hair.

boom!

The air waves howled and the sound waves exploded.

Lu Bei planted his feet on the ground and saw the blood stains on the corner of She Yan's mouth, his face suddenly sank.

"Who hit it?"

"stand out!"

Chapter 142 The streets are full of tauren

While speaking, Lu Bei ignored the crowd and locked his eyes on the purple-robed monk.

She Yan got the blood of the Snake God, and her skills have improved greatly, and she has supernatural powers. Not to mention these half-dead cripples, even if he plays in person, he may not be able to beat her without taking off his clothes.

Don't think too much, only purple-robed monks have this strength.

She Yan stood aside, didn't wait for the sweet talk, because it wasn't rare, so it didn't matter, a little dissatisfied, he said through voice transmission: "He is the descendant of the 'Sewing Corpse Dao', with strange and unpredictable magic skills, good at imprisoning the primordial spirit, sewing corpses for his own use, The next few are flesh puppets he refined, be careful, don't fall for his tricks."

I have heard of Demon Corpse Dao and Yao Corpse Dao. What is Sewing Corpse Dao? Is it the genre in the old version?

Lu Bei frowned, and suddenly said: "So it's the way to sew corpses, no wonder it's so tricky, it seems like a formidable enemy."

I don't think you know it at all!

She Yan rolled her eyes, out of concern for the man's face, she didn't speak directly, and continued to transmit the voice: "His realm is higher than innate, I haven't found out exactly how, the two of us will join forces later, it will be safer."

"Don't worry, I've learned a few new tricks recently. It's a rare opportunity. Let's practice with him first. If the hand feels average, it's not too late to add you." Lu Bei just got the Immortal Sword Intent, eager to try.

She Yan didn't say anything when she heard the words, she rubbed the gold bracelet with her fingertips, and slowly pulled back to make room for Lu Bei to be beaten.

This man has been a little drifting lately, and there's no harm in being beaten up.

After seeing She Yan retreating, the elder sister and the others looked at each other and retreated a few steps tentatively. Seeing that the purple-robed monk did not object, they accelerated their pace and withdrew for a distance.

"You are very good. You have tempered a powerful physical body that is rarely seen in the transformation of gods. You can enter my sect and get a seat as a disciple." The purple-robed monk said lightly. He is different, he is here to buy.

On the current shopping list, She Yan's blood and Lu Bei's physical body are firmly in the top two, making him covetous.

"You're not bad, your mouth looks like it's been smeared with dung, but I'm not sent to be a dung picking boy."

Lu Bei snorted disdainfully, and glanced across the whole body of the purple-robed monk, instantly understanding the location of the biggest door in his body.

face.

boom! !

Grass and mud collapsed and flew, and the afterimage stayed in place.

Lu Bei opened the way with a vertical fist, and in the explosion of airflow like a stormy sea, the front of the fist raged against the sound waves, rubbed against the column of blood and light, broke through layer by layer, and exploded the roar of tigers and dragons.

The fist print is frightening and powerful.

The purple-robed monk was overjoyed, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward, and slowly raised his right arm, blocking the place where the punch must pass.

slam-la-

Clothes rattled, and the purple-robed cultivator took over the fist mark, only to realize that he still underestimated the power of this punch.

The moment he received the fist, the sound of a bell knocking exploded in his ears, and an indescribably terrifying force spread from the palm of his hand, venting to every tiny place in his body.

In an instant, the muscles, bones, flesh and even internal organs of the whole body trembled violently under this terrifying force.