Yuxiang

boom!

The blood-colored giant's feet immediately became unsteady, and it retreated for more than a hundred meters after jumping, jumping, and jumping, before stopping.

"Xu Wuhai, it is rumored that you are the Mahayana cultivator with the number one supernatural power in the Tiancang Sea Region. Today I will kill you with supernatural powers to convince you!"

After Murong Xianxian bumped into her, she couldn't maintain her Faxiang Tiandi anymore. After all, the other party was a Mahayana monk with great supernatural powers, so it was not easy to get along with.But at the moment when the dharma image collapsed, a black rune flew out from her fingertips, flashing into the part of the blood-colored giant that Murong Xianxian had just hit.

"broken!"

Murong Xianxian screamed, and cast out a witchcraft, streams of black light shot out from the blood-colored giant's chest, and then the blood-colored giant turned into a cloud of red light and suddenly exploded, Xue Wuhai's figure fell out, spouting a mouthful of blood , glaring at Murong Xianxian with an angry face: "Murong Xianxian, don't think that you will be happy, I will kill you if my cultivation level falls after working hard today!"

Before he finished speaking, he struck out one after another spells with both hands, and wisps of blood escaped from the sweat pores all over his body, turning into dozens of blood dragons as thick as little fingers.The appearance of these blood dragons resembles real dragons, and their scales are crystal clear. The most amazing thing is that they do not emit a bloody aura, but a very refreshing aura.

"Blood dragon chant."

Murong Xianxian's eyes flashed. Of course, she had inquired about Xue Wuhai's details beforehand. This person's spiritual power of the Scarlet Blood Pavilion, Xuelongyin is a very powerful blood-type supernatural power, which is no less powerful than her Kunpeng Art.

At this time, Xue Wuhai really showed it, and she immediately felt a powerful coercion overwhelming.

In fact, the battle to find Xue Wuhai was to preserve Chi Jingzi's orthodoxy in the Yuanling Great World, but another reason was that Murong Xianxian was preparing for his advancement to the Mahayana realm.

Staring at the dozens of blood dragons flying towards them, Murong Xianxian's eyes showed an unprecedented solemnity... In the blink of an eye, these blood dragons devoured the spiritual energy wantonly, and their stature soared, almost covering the entire sky, and the sound of the dragon's chant shook Heavenly.

Murong Xianxian took a deep breath.Pointing to the void... A mighty sword energy soared into the sky, and the blood dragons in the front were immediately attacked destructively, turning into a puff of blood mist and appearing immediately A light of blue and yellow.

This ray of light radiates wider and wider... eventually.A lush ancient forest suddenly appeared.

Listen to Tao Jianyi!

This is the first time Murong Xianxian has used it since he was enlightened in the Caotang, the founder of the Songshan School. As soon as he strikes, he feels different. The sword intent expands rapidly, and the puff of blood mist quickly dissipates. The phantom of the mind absorbs it, and the ancient wood that appears becomes more and more verdant.At the same time, the energy of the surrounding blood dragons was also rapidly disappearing, and their bodies shrank rapidly.

This weird scene left Xue Wuhai dumbfounded.Staring blankly at the sky, he was speechless for a long time.Although he knew for a long time that Murong Xianxian had obtained a sword intent left by the founder of the Songshan School in the Songshan School, he didn't pay too much attention to it...Knowledge and diligence, even if he is a genius in the world of cultivation, has peerless supernatural powers.It also requires hard practice to be able to use it freely. He absolutely does not believe that a supernatural power that he accidentally obtained can immediately exert the effect of reaching the sky. It is just a remnant of the Songshan School looking for a fig leaf for his failure.

Of course, Xue Wuhai didn't underestimate Murong Xianxian, it's just that they made some mistakes in their judgment at the beginning... In the eyes of most people, Murong Xianxian has almost lost the orthodoxy of the Songshan School.It should have left, at least they will not pay attention to it anymore, and some sects even plan to make friends with Murong Xianxian, after all, many friends are better than many enemies.

But to everyone's surprise, Murong Xianxian not only did not leave the Songshan School, but also made a head for the Songshan School.Before the other sects could come up with a countermeasure, the Scarlet Blood Pavilion became her first target for the duel. Although Xue Wuhai had guessed her intentions, she could only passively accept it, the only possible chance to turn things around Just to kill the other party... The possibility of this is almost slim.At least Xue Wuhai had no ability to subvert the Songshan faction.

At this moment, a brilliant sword intent appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but support him: "This... what kind of sword intent is this?"

Murong Xianxian took a deep breath, she did not expect such a change after the Kurong domain and Tingtao's sword intent perfectly matched... With a slight movement in her mind, she pointed a finger at Xue Wuhai with her right hand.

The phantom of Gu Sen in the sky, after attracting the energy contained in the surrounding blood dragons, became clearer, and under Murong Xianxian's control, it fell towards Xue Wuhai.

boom!

A boundless coercion fell majestically, and a huge sense of crisis suddenly rose in Xue Wuhai's heart. Without any hesitation, he shouted: "Blood Buddha!"

Immediately, a puff of red light emanated from his body, circling around his body one after another, and then formed a blood-colored pagoda on the surface of his body, as if casted by red crystal, exuding a magnificent luster.

boom!

The sword energy crashed down and collided with the blood-colored pagoda. Silently, Gu Sen, transformed by the sword intent, was lifted up by a strange force, but then a series of streaks appeared on the surface of the blood-colored pagoda. The cracks shattered immediately, turned into wisps of blood energy absorbed by the sword intent, and that sword intent seemed a little stronger than before.

This kind of collapse was completed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing around Xue Wuhai's body, as if nothing had appeared before. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and immediately turned into a stream of blood into the sword. Unexpectedly, at the same time, he felt that an invisible force was devouring his energy, as if some kind of power had been sucked away... Xue Wuhai panicked and used his magical powers to prevent the mysterious force from eroding him.

"This is the sword intent you got from the Songshan faction?" Xue Wuhai forcibly suppressed the surge of energy and blood, almost yelling at the prodigal sons of the Songshan faction.

The Crouching Bull Stone contains sword intent, and all the major forces know about it. Although they know that the stone is indeed a bit weird, but because the Songshan faction did not have any amazing and stunning experts because of that stone, it is not Very concerned.But looking at it now, I'm afraid even the Songshan faction themselves have miscalculated... Xue Wuhai suddenly feels sad for the Songshan faction, is this an irony?

Murong Xianxian's expression was as usual, it was not surprising that the opponent was able to resist the first attack of Ting Tao's sword intent, but the next attack was not so easy to resist... With a thought in her mind, that magnificent sword intent once again moved towards Ting Tao. Xue Wuhai fell down.

Xue Wuhai was heartbroken, staring at Murong Xianxian, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes, he made a fist with both hands, his figure suddenly swelled up as if inflated, not only his eyes became blood red, but also all the exposed skin Turned blood-red: "You left the old man with no choice!"

Bang!

It was like a huge balloon bursting suddenly, the blood was hazy, the phantom of the sword intent above shattered, and Murong Xianxian was also blown away like a cannonball.

Boom~~

The Weeping Blood Cliff collapsed like a huge mound of earth...

At this moment, those high-ranking monks in the Scarlet Blood Pavilion all saw the previous battle with their spiritual consciousness, witnessed Xue Wuhai's death with their own eyes, and felt a surge of grief and indignation in their hearts, but they also hoped that Murong Xianxian would be killed. If the master of the Red Blood Pavilion hadn't suppressed the Mahayana cultivator's self-destruct, someone would have come to look for Murong Xianxian's body.

"cough……"

A burst of intense coughing came from a pothole not far from the original site of Weeping Blood Cliff, and then Murong Slim's figure appeared above the pothole.Although Xue's harmless self-detonation was very powerful, it did not cause too much damage to her. After all, both her physical body and spiritual consciousness were extremely powerful.

Her figure flew into the midair, and her spiritual sense quickly searched around below, and after confirming that the harmless life breath had dissipated, she moved her mind and raised her hand to slap the huge dirt mountain.

boom!

Amidst the dust, Murong Xianxian stretched out her hand, and a storage ring flew to Murong Xianxian's palm. After a little inspection, she glanced around, and then her divine sense extended in all directions, sending out a divine thought: " Starting today, the Songshan faction is under my protection, anyone who wants to provoke the Songshan faction will bear my wrath!"

After finishing speaking, Murong Xianxian took out the Qingluan treasure chariot, rode on it, and the imperial chariot flew into the distance, gradually disappearing into the sky.

Immediately after this battle, Murong Xianxian's name spread throughout the entire Tiancang Sea Territory, and she was still named Fairy Qingluan. Many people were speculating about Murong Xianxian's realm, but more people were interested in her origin and school.

No one would underestimate Murong Xianxian's warning, and the Songshan faction had the opportunity to let go of the preparations for the closure of the mountain. Although they gave up some places intentionally or unintentionally, no force accepted it, lest Murong Xianxian would get angry.

At this time, Murong Xianxian had already reached the edge of the sea of ​​fog.

The area of ​​the sea of ​​fog is huge. So far, no force or monk has completely explored the sea of ​​fog... How big is it?What kind of creatures are there?

No one was able to provide details.In the sea of ​​fog, apart from some monsters and alien races, there are some monks who fled into the sea of ​​fog for refuge, adventurous... and other reasons. On the edge of the sea of ​​fog, there are also some forces building a city here. Form some medium and small settlement centers.

When Murong Xianxian came, it was when the mist in the sea of ​​fog was the thickest. She pondered for a while, and then drove the treasure chariot into the sea of ​​mist. He found that his spiritual consciousness could only be transmitted more than a hundred meters away, and Qingluan's flying speed was also greatly affected. Fortunately, the fog could not enter the treasure chariot, otherwise Murong Xianxian would be really depressed.