magic door player

Chapter 53 Acacia Sect

Among Pang Yue's many methods, Naiheqiao's flying speed is not the fastest.

But it is the most suitable for the situation at hand.

He stands on the bridge of Naihe, living in the void, traveling through the wind and snow, like an illusion.

After walking for a short time, suddenly an extremely strong aura surged up from below, like a column of smoke straddling the sky and the earth.

Pang Yue operated the nameless pupil technique and took a closer look.

I saw a dozen or so silver snow lotuses blooming in the snow in the depression of Daxue Mountain below!
The snow lotus is shrouded in clear light, supernatural and extraordinary, exuding amazing aura.

"Ice Soul Snow Lotus!"

Pang Yue's eyes lit up.

Ice Soul Snow Lotus is a special product in the Ice Territory of Absolute Heaven, which contains incomparably pure aura, and each snow lotus can save at least three years of hard work for monks!

This thing is not only beneficial to mana cultivation, but also supremely delicious, even Jindan Daxiu likes to take it.

There are also many spiritual wines, which are also brewed from this material, and are well-known in the cultivation world of the East China Sea.

A icicle snow lotus is worth at least three thousand spirit stones!
Pang Yue stopped to escape the light, and after a leisurely turn, he floated down over the col.

only……

Before he could take the snow lotus, a cold light flew out from the snow and hit him!
Pang Yu remained motionless, the cold light still passing through her body, and then disappeared into the sky.

Roar!
In the col.

A giant ape-like monster covered in long white hair jumped out and stood in front of the snow lotus.

"Cold demon?"

Pang Yue looked at the monster on the ground with great interest.

The breath of this monster is extremely cold, extremely cloudy and cold, and its spiritual power fluctuates no less than that of a middle-stage Daoist cultivator outside.

I saw it swiping its hands, and slender sword blades radiating cold light condensed in the void, shooting towards Pang Yue.

Pang Yue slapped lightly.

A few crackling sounds were heard, and dozens of cold light sword blades were smashed into pieces.

The palm prints condensed by the flames were clear in texture, quiet and quiet, and fell on the cold demon in an instant.

boom!
Azure blue ice light surged all over the cold demon, barely able to withstand a few snaps of his fingers, before he was patted into meat sauce by the flame handprint.

In an instant, the corpse was surrounded by quiet flames and burned blazingly in the snow.

Pang Yue's palm didn't contain any fireworks, but it was extremely cruel and magical.

It is the Mahamudra of the Flame Demon Palace among the seven supernatural powers.

Pang Yue put away the snow lotus on the ground, and was about to leave, but he heard strange screams in the valley, and more than 20 cold demons rushed towards him.

The distance between the two sides narrowed to within a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of icy sword blades as thin as cicada's wings cut through the void and stabbed towards Pang Yue.

Pang Yue stomped his feet lightly.

The light of the Naihe Bridge shone, and the bridge stretched out, bringing Pang Yue to the group of cold demons in an instant.

Those incomparably sharp cold blades were like piercing nothingness, passing over Pang Yue's body.

Standing on the bridge, Pang Yue swayed dozens of finger shadows, precisely on top of the group of cold demons.

All the cold demons suddenly fell silent and stood frozen on the spot!

next moment.

Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions resounded through the valley.

I saw the heads of these cold demons bursting one after another, and flames burst out from their necks, flickering.

It's like more than 20 torches stuck in the mountain depression, which is strange and inexplicable.

The long bone bridge is like a rainbow passing through the sky, Shi Shiran emerges from the mountain depression and flies into the distance.

……

Boom!

A huge thunderbolt bloomed in the sky.

The violent air waves emptied the air, clearing the sky and the earth suddenly, the wind and snow all over the sky disappeared, and a huge blank appeared.

The two figures collided and fought in the thunder, and the huge aftermath of the battle shattered the falling mountain, causing a violent avalanche again!
The martial arts fighters are a man and a woman, all of them are physical practitioners, their fighting style is quite brutal, and their attacks are fierce.

The man was wearing a blue robe, and his mana fluctuated impressively in the late stage of Daoji. He was accompanied by mines and mines, his mana was unparalleled, and his power was astonishing.

The girl was born enchanting and charming, but she was wearing a silver close-fitting soft armor. The seductive curves were uneven, and the sexiness was more heroic.

The woman is holding a long knife, the light of the knife is pure black and strange, flashing left and right, the light is erratic, keeping the man on the defensive.

On the edge of Pang Yue's battlefield, Pang Yue quietly passed by...

"That man seems to be a monk of Tianhai Sect, and the woman is a monk of Hehuan Sect?"

Pang Yue's spiritual sense scanned the two of them and analyzed their identities.

The magic power of the monks of Tianhaizong is as vast as the sea, and it is the most powerful, often ten times as much as that of monks of the same rank.

Pang Yue, a monk of the Hehuan Sect, had known him before, so he was easy to identify.

But the female cultivator of the Acacia Sect in front of her subverted Pang Yue's cognition.

suddenly.

The two people in the field stopped their hands together, and turned their heads to look at Pang Yue with cold eyes.

"Go ahead, I'm just passing by..."

Pang Yue smiled and was about to leave.

But the monk of Tianhaizong suddenly raised his hand and released a mine the size of a house, rolling towards Pang Yue!

The water-colored thunder surged and surged, exuding palpitating terrifying fluctuations.

"The scum of the Demon Talisman Sect dares to spy on this seat in the middle of the Daoist period. I'm really tired of my job."

The man snorted coldly, and looked at Pang Yue's extension, as if looking at a dead person.

On the contrary, the nun of the Hehuan Sect showed a strange look in her eyes, and her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a somewhat dignified meaning.

"Honestly, my mother's displeasure!"

Pang Yue shook his head and sighed softly, stretched out his hand and pointed, a red gold talisman sword flew out, instantly slashed at the mine and detonated it.

Lightning is flying all over the sky!

The red gold talisman sword flitted indistinctly, moving like a fish swaying its tail, bypassing the sky filled with thunder, and suddenly appeared in front of the cultivator of Tianhaizong.

"Good thief!"

The man from Tianhaizong shouted loudly, punched out, and hit the sword glow.

His magic power is unmatched, and his body is full of spiritual light. Not only does he protect his whole body, but he also has an extremely powerful force of water and thunder, trying to smash the talisman sword into pieces.

But weirdly.

It was as if his punch had hit cotton, and it was extremely uncomfortable!
I saw the red gold attachment scurrying like a spirit snake, wrapping around his arm suddenly!
between fingers.

Jian Guang circled and cut a hundred times.

An ear-piercing friction resounded continuously through the void.

Jian Guang suddenly cut off the man's right arm, then lightly folded it, and burrowed into the wound.

In the blink of an eye, the man's complexion changed drastically, and he finally showed panic.

"Don't kill..."

Before he could finish speaking, a red golden sword light flew out of his mouth.

A good head was cut off by Jian Guang from the mouth upwards.

The man's eyes were wide open, and with a complex expression of shock, incomprehension, and regret, he looked at a stubborn stone falling from the sky.

With a flash of sword light, he rolled up the man's storage bag and flew back to Pang Yue.

the other side.

The moment the Tianhaizong monk was beheaded.

The Acacia Sect nun's figure flickered, like a frightened rabbit, she quickly fled away towards the distance.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Pang Yue remembered the instructions of Luo Qingyuan and others before entering the secret realm, and stepped on the Naihe Bridge to catch up.

The female cultivator of the Albizia Sect escaped light very quickly, turning into a black lightning and galloping past in the snow wind.

While flying, she said: "Don't chase after me, fellow daoist, I can't stand the torture of your sword light."

Pang Yue chased after her unhurriedly, and said indifferently: "I'm just happy to see my fellow daoist, and I can't help but want to discuss with you about your sect's Yin-Yang Cave Mysterious Return to True Art."

The female cultivator giggled coquettishly, and spat: "You cultivators of the Demon Talisman Sect are all prudish, if you dare to swear not to kill me, why not let me accompany you for a few days? Keeping it will make you want to die... "

(End of this chapter)