Dressed as the villain's rival of the abusive heroine [Quick Transmigration]

The cultivation base of those Jindan Nascent Soul monks, and their luck determined by the law, were all plundered by heaven to fill themselves.

Another day-level formation shattered, and Pan Yang and Yun Qianxue retreated a hundred steps each.

The delay in taking Yun Qianxue down made Pan Yang irritable.

He flicked his sleeves, thinking about those cultivators behind him.

Yun Qianxue's complexion was also not good, and the spells of the Heavenly Dao kept tearing at her soul, and it was not easy for her to draw with Pan Yang under severe pain.

After all, a human immortal who has not been baptized by Tianlei is a little bit less meaningful, not to mention that the way of heaven suppresses her cultivation, and the refining realm is a threshold.

You can reveal a strength stronger than that of the Void Refining Realm, but you must not elevate the realm to Human Immortal blatantly, otherwise you will be directly killed by the Dao of Heaven.

This is the rule that Tiandao used most of Tiandao's French in order to more easily absorb the luck of life in this small world and prevent them from being too strong to resist it.

Hanlian Qianye, with one leaf and one murderous intent, Yun Qianxue launched a hidden move, and indifference and coldness flashed in the depths of her almond eyes.

She really wanted to kill Pan Yang.

There was no need for Tiandao's reminder of the creepy killing intent, Pan Yang rushed towards the cultivators in Zhoutian Pavilion in an instant.

He has a ferocious face, like an uncivilized beast, drinking blood from his fur, devouring their cultivation and luck.

Yun Qianxue yelled angrily, and a thousand lotuses came out, destroying evil spirits and purifying all evil and filth.

Under the control of Tiandao, Pan Yang pushed his palms flat, and a sticky gray-black spiritual energy surged towards Yun Qianxue who was standing in the air.

The spiritual power mixed with the lamentation, mourning, unwillingness and anger of the plundered and angry lonely soul gave birth to inner demons, colluded with the spell of heaven, and dealt a painful blow to Yun Qianxue.

Her formation barrier failed to stop the invading gray spiritual power like a gangrene, and the excessive dark emotions made her feel like she was being crushed by a mountain.

His throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Tiandao took the opportunity to control Pan Yangfei, who was already insane, to go straight up, and his hands formed sharp claws to grab Yun Qianxue's head fiercely!

"Boom---"

The light of the sky breaks the clouds, the sky is covered with stars, and the thunder and thunder cross the mountains and seas to break the way of heaven with a sword!

"Looking for death!" A Qingyue angrily sounded from the moment when Tianhai handed over.

Just one step at a time, before Pan Yang was pierced through the Zhou Tian Pavilion by Tiangang and nailed to the bottom of the sea, when Yun Qianxue's thin body was faltering and unable to stand upright, he came here dressed in the fragrance of peach blossoms and carrying the travel dust.

Strong arms encircled her, warm and reliable.

With a splitting headache, Yun Qianxue's eyes were slightly red, and she almost subconsciously showed her face in this man's arms.

Softly complaining like a milk cat, there is a low cry.

Thousands of days and nights of waiting turned into one sentence: "Why did you come back?"

She had a headache, her body ached, and her soul ached too.

Xuanhu's eyes widened, seeing this black-hearted and black-lunged bad woman hiding in the arms of another tall and cold woman.

Curling hands and feet, acting coquettishly, wanting to hug and kiss.

Xuanhu: "..."

Destroy it!Its eyes are about to go blind. In broad daylight, how sticky are the two of Lang Lang and Qian Kun? !

"Kiss again in a while! Host, the way of heaven has risen!" The fat civet cat kicked Yin Shaoqing's face unbearably.

The Tiangang sword couldn't suppress Pan Yang, and a huge crack had been smashed into the seabed of Xianhai.

The sea water poured down, and amidst the roar, Pan Yang rushed out with the salty sea water.

Tiangang turned into Liuguang and fought back, Yin Shaoqing wrapped Yun Qianxue's slender waist with one arm and placed him on the back of the enlarged Xuanhu.

In his haste, he did not forget to kiss her forehead. She was slender and strong, and he held Tiangang's callused fingers all the year round to smooth the hair around Li Yunqianxue's ears.

Yin Shaoqing had a smile on her brows, she softened the biting ice for a moment, and amazed Peach Blossom Yaoluo.

She put the crystal of divine power into Yun Qianxue's palm, parted her red lips lightly, and comforted her, "Don't worry, wait for me."

Immediately, Tiangang circled, turned and left, no matter how powerful Tiandao was, she would protect Qianxue without any danger.

Yun Qianxue, who was lying on Xuanhu's back, folded her palms together, and looked at the distant figure, who was dressed in black, tall and thin, but so reliable.

The sky is broken, and she doesn't distinguish between loyalty and traitor, but she can rely on the help of heaven to save her yuan, and she will be as calm as a mountain when the wind and rain are tossed.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-2921：01：50～2021-05-1223：52：23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～