Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 939 Being Crushed

In the fairyland of the human race, standing in midair, looking at the abyss below.

And An Qingli was in the belly of the fish, looking up at the fairyland of the human race.

If it weren't for the other party's Kunpeng eyes, they might not be able to see through the situation in the water, and then they would choose to leave voluntarily because of the uncertainty brought about by the unknown.

But how did he know that the other party also had means to get close to him, and his left eye was actually cultivated into a Kunpeng eye.

Kunpeng's eyes are so powerful, not only the fish demon can't hide it, but even the mustard space in the fish demon's belly can't hide it.

Sure enough, he couldn't hide it.

The fairy king of the human race, through Kunpeng's eyes, can see the situation at the bottom of the water clearly.

An Qingli could clearly see the smile in the other party's eyes through Lingxi's eyes.

That was the late stage of the human fairy, and he was still the best in the same realm!
I saw that the human immortal monarch in the late stage held the green bamboo pole in his hand, pointed it at the steaming water from a distance of hundreds of feet, and stirred it gently.

In an instant, the water in the pool swirled rapidly, like a giant water dragon, following the front end of the green bamboo pole, it rose up abruptly.

At the end of the bamboo pole, there is a great attraction force, pulling the water waves in the abyss.

Even the fish demon in the fairyland under the water fell into inexplicable anxiety, and the fish body also spun involuntarily following the water waves.

The water waves twisted into a huge one, spiraled and twisted, and went up sharply, like a demon vine suddenly rising from the ground.

The fish demon is not capable enough, even though it is at the bottom of the water, it also follows the vortex in the water, dizzy and turns upwards for tens of feet.

With a thought in his mind, An Qingli immediately took the fish demon into the mustard space.

The fist-sized mustard space finally revealed its true face.

The fairy king of the human race looked at the iron ball, the smile in his eyes widened, but he was not careless. With a flick of his left hand, a piece of glazed stone caught fire in the air and rushed towards the iron ball in the water.

An Qingli's pupils shrank.

There are very few things that can make the mustard space intimidating, and Liulihuo is one of them.

The other party was very ruthless and careful, and as soon as he made a move, he aimed at the treasure that An Qingli relied on most!

There was a murderous look in An Qingli's eyes.

Liulihuo came very quickly, engulfing the mustard space in an instant.

An Qingli said anxiously: "Come on!"

In an instant, the glazed fire and countless water waves poured into the mustard space.

The Human Race Immortal Realm was not flustered, and said in his heart: Sure enough, the next moment, the green bamboo pole in his hand danced with a green light, and instantly formed a green bamboo forest.

In the realm of the bamboo forest, faint and terrifying glazed fires ignited everywhere, and it was still a trap, and it was extremely difficult to break through the mustard space.

That is a small world condensed by the Immortal Monarch Realm, and it is even more difficult to break free than the dark realm of Heiyu.

Clusters of glazed fire, like thousands of arrows, swarmed towards the mustard space.

An Qingli manipulated the mustard space, rushing left and right in the bamboo forest.

But the glazed fire came too fast and too much.

But An Qingli didn't hide any more, since the glazed fire was real and not transformed by the power of immortality, then she wanted to see if there was more glazed fire, or more mustard space.

"Come!"

An Qingli sighed in the mustard space.

In an instant, countless glazed fires entered the mustard space.

Immortal Monarch Realm outside the Bamboo Forest is a little surprised, what kind of treasure can hold so much water and fire in a short time.

There was a gleam of fire in the eyes of Xianjunjing, and there was a bit of determination to win the iron ball, which was inconspicuous in appearance.

An Qingli received a wave of glazed fire and entered, the surroundings were empty and silent, only a few stalks of green bamboo.

And the green bamboo in the fairy's hand twirled, and several green vines immediately rose from the ground in the bamboo forest.

Immortal King's Realm shot too fast, and the bamboo forest changed too fast. When An Qingli realized it, the green vines had already entangled the mustard space.

When the mustard space is entangled, a cluster of glazed fire, like sharp arrows, shoots towards the mustard space.

In a hurry, An Qingli could only say: "Come on!"

But the glazed fire was fake, it was transformed from the power of immortality.

The little ones were furious, the Immortal Monarch Realm was playing tricks on purpose, deliberately torturing their Qingli's mind!

kidding me? !
Treat me like a mouse?

An Qingli was also angry.

But in the next moment, three glazed fires came rushing in, some of them were real and some of them were fake.

It was too fast, An Qingli had the ability to tell the truth from the fake, but she didn't have the time to tell the truth from the fake, so she was really being played by the other party.

An Qingli could only say again: "Come on!"

Immortal Monarch Realm's attack failed, but he didn't panic. This kind of absorbing technique consumes immortal energy and spiritual power. He also wants to see how long the rats hiding in the iron ball can last.

In the next moment, several streaks of glazed fire, which were difficult to distinguish between true and false, rushed away.

However, in just two breaths, the opponent has already taken the initiative to attack more than [-] times.

A few times he succeeds, it hurts the mustard space a little bit.

Hundreds of years ago, the Mustard Dimension was inside Liulihuo, which was transformed into an iron ball shape, and it has not been restored until now.

The opponent wants to stab the flesh with a small knife, one knife at a time, stabbing slowly.

Seeing that the injured iron ball was a little bigger.

If An Qingli went out at this time, although she could temporarily protect the mustard space from being attacked, if she, a little golden fairy, appeared in this bamboo forest, she would die immediately!

An Qingli frowned, feeling sorry for the repeatedly injured Mustard Space, her eyes were full of murderous intent, but the other party was still having fun.

A few little ones are worried.

Those monsters who made a pact with An Qingli also sensed the monstrous murderous aura in their master's heart at this moment.

"Why do you have to resist stubbornly, hand over the fairy weapon, and spare your life."

The Human Race Immortal King Realm, like painting with a brush, lightly waved the glazed fire to attack, and made a sound like a gift.

The voice is quite mellow and pleasant, it is the dream son-in-law that many fairies care about.

It was as if he was the emperor, and An Qingli was an ant who could be strangled at any time.

In the mustard space, the loneliness hangs in the vast bamboo sea, resisting the bombardment of waves of glazed fire.

"Since you're looking for death and taking my treasure..." An Qingli's voice was cold, and there was no pity in her eyes.

"Come."

An Qingli spread her palms, and suddenly called out again.

A thick silver-gray stone book suddenly hung in An Qingli's palm.

This time, it's not that An Qingli is too weak, but that the opponent is really too strong, and he still has many glazed fires against the mustard space.

An Qingli said coldly: "I'm sorry, leave a whole body."

"it is good."

Old Master Shi Shu agreed aloud, and brought Heiyu with him.

Another wave of glazed fire attacked the stubborn mustard space.

Seeing that Liulihuo was about to approach the iron ball, a blooming vine demon suddenly appeared beside the iron ball.

"What's the matter? Just this level of cultivation?"

The human fairy smiled and looked at it, but whatever it was, just strangled it immediately.

A green bamboo twisted, like a sickle covered with barbs, and cut off the flowering head of the vine demon.

Hey, what's going on?

The Human Race Immortal King Realm was startled, the bamboo scythe seemed to be cut on some hard rock, but it failed to cut the low-level grass demon.

And in the momentary astonishment of the Immortal King Realm, a touch of extreme darkness spread rapidly with the black taro as the center.

(End of this chapter)