Pei Xihe took a deep breath and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corners of his lips.

The red magic technique is really powerful.

Even though she was blocked by the moonlight and imprisoned in the air, there was still an indelible evil spirit that invaded her body.

Plus the slap on her belly.

Master Jin Dan's full palm almost shattered her bones.

It was all thanks to the physical exertion of practicing swordsmanship during the two years in Wan Zhong Mountain that I was able to endure it all my life.

She grinned, the corners of her lips raised.

Great.

Even though he had to pay a price, he actually killed a golden elixir in its prime.

Rather than killing the seriously injured Thunderbird, it all depends on timing and luck.

Her sword can now be resisted even by a real person in the early stage of Jindan.

Of course, Pei Xihe also knew that Luo Chao had just entered the early stage of the golden elixir, and his magic power was not yet completely stable.

Compared with the normal early stage Jindan monks, it is inferior by three points.

She will not be blindly arrogant because of this.

Blood was still flowing from his abdomen, and his snow-white skin turned into black charcoal.

A seventh-grade elixir appeared in Pei Xihe's hand. He crushed it casually and sprinkled the powder on the wound.

This stopped the bleeding.

She looked quite pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

However, his figure did not move, and he stopped in mid-air relying on the wings of the phoenix.

When all the medicine was absorbed into the wound, she felt the pain from the demonic flames eroding her heart gradually disappear.

He took out an elixir that smelled of purple elixir from his storage ring and drank it.

These are the only few sixth-grade elixirs left in her body.

As soon as it entered the mouth, it turned into a warm current, flowing into the limbs and bones. Within a moment, I felt extremely comfortable all over.

Brushing away the cold sweat on his head.

The spiritual power flowed from the fingertips and shot out in an instant, hooking Luo Chao and Song Hanyan's storage rings.

This is the first time that I have relied on my own strength to kill a Golden Core cultivator. How could I not take the trophy?

He held the two rings tightly in his palms.

The black and purple thought power penetrated into it, arbitrarily erasing the imprint on it.

Pei Xihe's mental power is already comparable to that of an early Jindan monk. The two of them are dead, and it is even easier to erase the marks on them.

She reached in with her telepathy.

The shimmering spiritual stones are particularly pleasing to the eye.

Her eyes were bright and it seemed that even the pain in her waist and abdomen was not that serious anymore.

She put it away with her backhand, and her whole body was filled with spiritual light. The broken cassock was replaced with a brand new black outfit.

The blue crystal stone carried around his neck emitted pure brilliance and emitted a ray of light.

Looking at this guiding light, her brows soothed.

There is still more than 10% of the spiritual power in the body.

Just digest the medicine and replenish your spiritual power while flying.

The red wings behind him flapped and turned into a stream of light, escaping from here.

…………

"Can it be found?"

Han Chongzhi stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his robes billowing with the wind and waves, and he looked quite like an immortal.

Even though the elder behind him is a monk in the late Jindan stage, his attitude is humble at this moment.

This is the great monk of the Yuan Dynasty, and he is only one step away from becoming famous in the world.

The elders in the late Jindan stage looked respectful.

"Reporting to Elder Han, we have found a Tianyang jade vein, but we have not yet sensed the production of marrow jade, and we are continuing to search."

Han Chongzhi's eyebrows remained unchanged and his eyes were calm.

"Then let's continue looking."

"yes."

The monks in the late stage of Golden Elixir raised their fists and retreated, and in an instant they escaped into the veins below.

for a long time.

A hint of sharpness flashed in Han Chongzhi's eyes.

There is a breath that is searching for their whereabouts.

This time, seven Nascent Soul monks entered the Lieyang Small World.

He is True Lord Kunlun Liuyun.

There is also the Golden Light True Monarch of Penglai.

True Lord Taihao of Yashan.

Daoyizhenjun of the Taoist sect.

True Lord Bashan of Longhu Mountain.

The Dark Demon Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The Silver Soul Lord of the Shahun Sect.

The one who is searching for their whereabouts is True Lord Jinguang.

Jinguang Zhenjun belongs to the Jinguang lineage, and the golden light technique he cultivates is the dual spirit of fire and gold, which is very powerful.

I'm afraid Tianyang Yu is also being targeted by her.

But this old woman can't even think about grabbing what Kunlun wants from the tiger's mouth.

His fingertips lit up a spiritual light, which immediately turned into a towering spiritual shield and fell under him.

It is precisely to protect these disciples who are mining the ore veins.

He flicked his sleeves and robes, creating a strong wind. He stepped lightly and arrived at another place.

Han Chongzhi frowned and looked at the mother-in-law in front of him.

He has a childlike face with crane hair and a face that looks like he is in his early twenties or thirties, but his hair is as white as snow.

"Liu Yun, since we have bumped into the Tianyang Jade vein in Penglai, we naturally have a share in seeing it."

Jinguang Zhenjun spoke with a smile. She held a long silver-grey staff in her hand and was dressed in golden clothes.

The laughter was quite gentle, and there was no sharpness in his face.

"I only want half."

Han Chongzhi burst out laughing after hearing this.

"Old lady, you want to eat shit."

Jinguang Zhenjun's face darkened.

The eyes were like a knife tearing through the soft skin, showing a sharp edge.

"Old man, let me show you the truth!"

The long staff in her palm suddenly shone with brilliant golden light.

Flame, sharp gold, two spiritual powers blended in her hands.

A red-gold rune suddenly fell from the sky, trying to suppress Han Chongzhi.

Han Chongzhi snorted coldly.

A sapphire folding fan appeared in his hand.

With a move of his right hand, the folding fan opened immediately.

The three herrings above are like living creatures, moving around flexibly.

As soon as he waved his fan, a blue gust of wind suddenly rose up, carrying endless water vapor.

A herring jumped out from the folding fan.

Wearing blue Taoist runes on his body, he is pure and mysterious.
To be continued...