Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

The red flame seemed to want to torture the middle-aged man. First, it burned his clothes to ashes, like roasting pork, with blood and sweat steaming and creaking.

Other fanatical fans surrounded the middle-aged man, and flowing water and fragrant grass flowed out, intending to heal the middle-aged man.

The naked body of the middle-aged man was clearly visible in front of everyone.

But few people would be shy, because those flames directly roasted the middle-aged man's skin into a layer of charred black meat and charcoal.

Most of the cultivators present were well-informed, and there were too many people in violent clothes during the battle. A middle-aged man who was about to be burned to charcoal was nothing to watch at all.

"Heh, can my flame be extinguished by those of you who haven't even stepped into the bridge?"

Lin Lingling blew her bangs, her fiery short hair fluttered, and continued: "Let your Fairy Qingcheng heal you, isn't it saying that your fairies are high righteous?"

"No! You can't trouble Fairy Qingcheng!"

The middle-aged man was in unbearable pain, he said so on the lips, but in his heart he longed to be favored by Fairy Qingcheng.

"Fairy, save him, please!"

Other people who were on good terms with the middle-aged man made requests one after another.

The smile on Fairy Qingcheng's face faded, "Forgive me for being helpless, she is a cultivator of the other shore, I practiced late, and it is expected to take two months to reach the other shore, I am afraid it will be difficult to expel her."

Lin Lingling raised her chin proudly, ruthlessly pierced the lie, and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, come on, I'll hit them casually, you just dislike them and don't want to approach them!"

"Let me do it."

Bao Wan didn't want to make things difficult for Fairy Qingcheng, so he put his sobbing sister aside and walked forward, and the pitch-black ink appeared again.

But the flames did not go out as expected.

how come?
The black tide of death, which is always invincible, has failed?

Bao Wan didn't believe it, the tide of black death surged, enveloping the whole body of the middle-aged man, but it was still difficult to extinguish the vain flame.

Sighing softly, Fairy Qingcheng fell into the mortal world.

She raised her bare hand lightly, and a little green water flowed slowly from her fingertips.

The water wave was steaming under the heat wave, and the Qingcheng Fairy, who was unable to get off the tiger, could only surge the spring of life, shake the bridge, and tried her best to drown the flames with the torrential blue waves.

Not long after, water flowed through the middle-aged man's body, and the flames were completely extinguished.

Fairy Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to go back and retreat immediately, so as to reach the other shore as soon as possible.

At that time, Lin Lingling would never dare to be as presumptuous as she is today.

After wrapping up, he gently helped Fairy Qingcheng up who was a little bit tired, and even used his sleeve to absorb the sweat from her forehead.

The middle-aged man had fainted from the pain and was taken away by his friend.

If he wakes up and finds out that the fairy extinguished the flame for him, he will probably want to be burned by the flame again!
"Okay, hurry up and get rid of you, and bully my junior sister again, I won't let you down!"

There was blood in Bao Wan's eyes, and he said, "Nan Xiao, after one year, I advise you to go back to Banyuepo, otherwise, although I won't make things difficult for you, but—"

Hearing this, Lin Lingling raised her eyebrows, and said, "Why, are you speaking harshly to my junior sister in front of me? Do you think you will be invincible if you defeat a weak little girl, Xianmiao? practice?"

Fairy Qingcheng grabbed Bao Wan's sleeve, signaling her not to be impulsive.

Now, Lin Lingling has broken through to the realm of the other side.

Although Bao Wan and Fairy Qingcheng are both divine bridge cultivators at the Immortal Miao level, against Lin Lingling, who is famous for his explosive attacks in Qingya Paradise, the chance of winning is not very great.

Nan Xiao showed a grateful smile to Lin Lingling, then looked directly at Bao Wan, and teased: "I don't bother you about my affairs, have you forgotten about your sister? If you don't treat it, your breasts will become smaller!"

"you!"

Bao Wan's face showed annoyance, and his eyes were about to burst.

If Fairy Qingcheng hadn't been dragging behind him, I'm afraid he would have forgotten his previous oath of heaven and charged forward.

"As the head disciple, I have the right to recruit any cultivator who is not a white-robed Taoist boy in Qingya blessed land. Nan Xiao, I am ordering you to participate in the next round with the surname of Qingcai and the identity of the head disciple. Zongmen Grand Competition, and the subsequent Southern Wilderness Trial. At that time, everything will depend on strength, regardless of life or death!"

Fairy Qingcheng took out a golden token with the word "head of the family" on it, ignored Lin Lingling's murderous eyes, and announced Nan Xiao's future fate with aloofness and arrogance.

Bao Wan and Fairy Qingcheng were exactly the same, threatening: "Nan Xiao, when the Zongmen Grand Competition is held, the oath will be void. Today's humiliation, I will definitely get it back for my sister!".

Lin Lingling was furious, her beautiful face was covered with frost, and she said: "Qingcheng, you are doing too much, she hasn't opened up the sea of ​​suffering, how can she participate in the sect competition? At that time, all the opponents will be cultivators of at least Mingquan Or, how do you fight? If you want her to die, just say it. At worst, the two of us had a fight. Why did you try your best to push her into the fire pit? You used to be righteous and pursued fairness, but what you are doing now, what point Can it have anything to do with fairness?!"

Nan Xiao's heart warmed slightly.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is held every 20 years, and the rewards are extremely generous.

All applicants are cultivators above the Spring of Fate.

On the stage, life and death are irrelevant.

Nan Xiao couldn't refuse.

Seeing the token of the head of the sect, it is as if the head of the sect is personally present.

This is conspiracy.

"Qingya Paradise doesn't raise trash, that's fair. Nan Xiao, as a member of Qingya Paradise, should have such awareness. As a trash, he should dedicate himself to the revitalization of Qingya Paradise."

The words have already reached this point, Fairy Qingcheng, who can be admired by everyone to the extreme, naturally has to maintain her own demeanor, elegant demeanor, and solemn expression.

Bao Wanxie smiled, the blood in his eyes remained undiminished, his teeth were white, and he said, "Nan Xiao, I look forward to seeing you next time."

After all, Bao Wanyuhong stopped his younger sister Bao Fei, stood with Fairy Qingcheng, and walked away.

The forgotten Lin Feng, Qi Meng, Zhang Qiong and others hid in the crowd, not daring to offend Lin Lingling who was angry.

Not long after, the crowd dispersed.

Lin Lingling took Nan Xiao, controlled Shenhong, and left Kuhaiya.

Once again experiencing flying, Nan Xiao was fascinated.

Nan Xiao did not despair at all because of the upcoming Zongmen Grand Competition.

Is this the world of cultivators?
Life and death are nothing but smoke, and the competition is fiercer than that of ordinary people.

To live better, you have to get stronger.

Only when you are stronger, you will not easily bow to power.

Only those whose strength is far superior to those who control the situation can hold the throat of fate and reverse the course.

A few floating clouds also covered his eyes, but because he couldn't catch up with Shenhong's speed, he was left far behind.

The bright moon is beautiful, the stars are bright, and Nan Xiao is happy.

She does not reject fighting.

To be exact, she enjoyed the previous three fights.

The more critical the situation, the clearer her mind.

The spirit is excited and the blood is boiling, which can make Nan Xiao truly feel her own existence.

With each battle won, the illusory future becomes clearer.

Perhaps, as long as she keeps winning, maybe she can really witness reincarnation and get her brother back.

Nan Xiao smiled, and there was no coldness and depression in her flying phoenix eyes.

The pupils were slightly blue, as if heavy ice had condensed on the surface of the lake, and then melted in an instant, creating beautiful ripples.

The face of the country and the city has changed from a cold orchid in the valley to a white rose blooming on the cliff, warm and straight.

For practicing in Nanxiao, although the road ahead is long and full of difficulties and obstacles, the scenery is very beautiful, and there is someone she is looking for in front of her.

worth it.

Nan Xiao was at ease and in a good mood.

The upcoming Zongmen Grand Competition is a battlefield exclusively for cultivators, and there will be countless confrontations between divine patterns and profound methods.

She is still a mortal, really, looking forward to it!