Half-Tried Deity

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy

Kill

At the beginning, three thousand years before the collapse of the Six Paths. ★

★Qi Huan forcibly replaced the Six Paths and forced the first four sacred beasts to death. Although she has established a new order, she still needs to be responsible for the catastrophe. Fortunately, her calamity was forced to the stall by the four sacred beasts and Mo Ye Down.

When it's Qi Huan's turn, all he suffers is the heart tribulation. This kind of calamity can be regarded as the most ethereal. It is simple and simple to say, and difficult to say. After you have cultivated to Tianzun, you need to go through a heart catastrophe. Most of the immortals of the eighth heaven will be folded here. And Qi Huan's Heart Tribulation has three ways, the first one is Kill Tribulation.

Maybe Qi Huan's nerves were a bit thicker than those of others. After waking up, all the worries in her heart disappeared instantly. She simply forgot what she was depressed before going to bed.

As a result, Mo Ye, who had always been frightened, almost vomited blood and died because of this. You said he was worried all night. Why is this?

The most fascinating thing in the alliance is the competition of the new generation of inner disciples. As a Qingyun disciple, Qi Huan must of course also play, and her opponent is still the only direct disciple of the head of Tiandao Pavilion.

It should be said that her luck is indeed not very good, she met the first seed of the competition in the first game.

Qi Huan's opponent is Leng Lao, a girl in her twenties. She has a cold attitude towards people, and she doesn't seem to have much contact with disciples of the same school.

Because it is a popular player, Qi Huan only needs a little inquiries to get most of her information. He came to Tiandao Pavilion at the age of five, and in the late sixteen years of cultivating alchemy, how should I say, this man is a monster like a character.

There are always such people who are born to beat others. I just don't know how long she can walk on this road. The road to cultivation is not talented or invincible.

In this competition, the head elders of all the martial arts came to watch the game. Even if Qi Huan was very narcissistic, she didn’t think these people came to see her. To be honest, except for Mo Ye, who cares about her little The life and death of Qingyun school disciples.

Qi Huan's decision was to abstain after he took the stage. As long as he abstained for the first time, he would lose his qualifications. She doesn't have any thoughts to go to the game, the main thing is to find the net.

However, she doesn't want to compare, it doesn't mean that people will let her go. Just after Qi Huan and Leng Luo came to power, the referee gave an order. Before Qi Huan opened his mouth to speak, Leng Luo's flying sword came towards Qi Huan's face.

The cultivator attacked ten percent in the late stage of the formation of pill, and it was really enough to face her to deal with a disciple who did not have any cultivation level. It seems that Mo Ye killed Haiya, and Tiandao Pavilion was not without feeling. It's just that they are afraid of Mo Ye, but they cast their anger on themselves.

What I said is that if I really die, no one can say anything. There was a mortality rate in this game, but it can only be said that she is unlucky.

Qi Huan seemed to have felt the sharp sword aura that pierced her forehead. She didn't know how to react for a while. In the eyes of others, Qi Huan was shocked. In fact, Qi Huan was thinking, should she block Feijian first, or deal with Leng Lao first?

Just when everyone thought Qi Huan would die, and Leng Lao’s face was already showing the joy of the winner, the flying sword suddenly stopped abruptly, and it was no more than Qi Huan’s head. One centimeter.

The sword was blocked by a thin layer of gray thunder net. Qi Huan looked at the sword calmly, then glanced at the dazed coldness, and said, "This sword is of good material."

The essence of sand is mainly mixed with a lot of mithril, and the beast roar can be heard faintly in the sword. It seems that it is still the best flying sword with sword soul. Pity. After Jiuyou Xie Lei touched the tip of the sword, he swallowed it regardless of whether it was a phoenix soul or a dragon soul. The flying sword was slowly corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few seconds, except for the worthless sword spike, all other parts disappeared.

"What's that?!" The audience has already begun to be a little confused, and even the Langhuan sword, the second weapon in the cultivation world, has been swallowed. What is so powerful.

Everyone now believes that Qi Huan must have a fairy in his hand. People's greed can't be suppressed, even the righteous monks with advanced cultivation.

For a while, everyone looked at Qi Huan with extremely greedy eyes, and almost swallowed her alive. After all, Leng Lao was the heir to the head cultivated by Tiandao Pavilion. She was fairly calm when this happened, but the panic in her eyes undoubtedly made her lose all confidence.

Qi Huan watched Leng Lao for a long time, and finally shook his head, forget it, anyway, she was just being used by others, there was no need to do anything to her. "I abstained." Qi Huan glanced at the referee who was still in a daze on the ring, and went straight out of the ring.

Qi Huan swept around for a week, but did not see Mo Ye's figure, but Minghui greeted her. At this time, Minghui's expression on Qi Huan had already changed drastically, as if she didn't care about her abstention. That said, Qi Huan can lose even the Langhuan Sword, who cares about that false name. Qi Huan silently followed Ming behind without saying anything, and walked over to the Qingyun faction seat.

As a result, before Minghui took two steps, Tiandao Pavilion finally couldn't sit still.

Langhuan sword is a fairy sword. There are only five fairy swords in the entire human world, but only two possess sword souls. Qi Huan destroyed Langhuan sword, undoubtedly a huge blow to Tiandao Pavilion, how could the people in Tiandao Pavilion let her go so easily.

But this time the situation is a bit strange. The head of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, Gu Ya Lao Dao, just blocked Ming Hui's path, "Ming Hui Taoist friend, you should know the value of this Langhuan sword."

Qi Huan couldn't help but want to laugh at this. The rules of the game were clearly written in black and white. The contestants were not responsible for anything that happened in the ring, but the head of the Tiandao Pavilion came to say this, and can only say, The rules are made by the strong, so they don’t have to follow them.

"So what?" Minghui asked with a sneer. Qingyun faction and Tiandao Pavilion were dead rivals, and everyone didn't need to be polite, and Minghui didn't mean to give Guya face.

"Ming Hui Taoist friend misunderstood, I just want to know what treasure the noble disciple used to swallow my Tiandao Pavilion's town-style sword." In other words, it was for the imaginary treasure in Qi Huan's hand.

Minghui was stunned after hearing the words, then turned to look at Qi Huan, this request seemed to him not excessive. Of course, the so-called not excessive, this is from their perspective, Qi Huan said. This request is undoubtedly very rude. Putting it on other disciples, they can only do the same, but this time Gu Ya Lao Dao found the wrong person.

"Little friend, can you let the old way take a look?" Minghui Wuxin fell out with Gu Ya Lao Dao, so he acquiesced in his behavior, and Gu Ya Lao Dao took advantage of this to climb. Both planned well, but forgot to treat Qi Huan as an adult.

"Can I refuse?" Qi Huan blinked and smiled innocently.

Qi Huan's words successfully made the grin squeezed out by Gu Ya Lao Dao froze in the corner of his mouth. He glanced at it and coughed back twice, "Qi Huan. Show it to Master Gu Ya."

"Master, there are some things you can't just look at." If you are too curious, it is easy to take your own life. Unfortunately, there will always be people in this world who are not afraid of death.

"Qi Huan!" Qi Huan's refusal made Minghui's face a bit unbearable. His face sank, and there was a little pressure in his voice, which made people startled in his ears.

"Why should the head of Minghui be familiar with a little girl? You say yes, Junior Brother Mo." A female voice that sounded so emotional suddenly inserted, and the disciples who were shocked by Minghui's voice suddenly recovered. . Everyone turned their gazes to the entrance, Mo Ye stood there with no expression on his face and watched coldly. Beside him stood a coquettish woman dressed in a bright red veil, showing most of her, her long, snow-white thighs from the side of the skirt. The bifurcation of the glamorous face is faintly visible, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes misted by water on that glamorous face are swept across, as if they can hook away the human soul.

Those monks have never seen this kind of scene before, and those with poor concentration have pierced blood in their nostrils, and even those with a high level of cultivation are blushing.

Qi Huan only glanced at the woman, and felt that the blood in his heart was rising, he couldn't help frowning, and suppressed the discomfort. Secretly admired that this person not only grew a body of charm, but the practice of charm is rare in the world. If she is a caring person, there is probably very little she can hold back.

Thinking of this, Qi Huan glanced at Mo Ye a little unconsciously, huh, pretending to be deep with her.

"Well, how come the enchanting fairy has time to come to my Tiandao Pavilion." Old Guya finally reacted and coughed embarrassingly with a respectful look.

Enchanting, the Mahayana stage demon cultivation, but according to the gossip, her cultivation level may have reached the immortal level. It is said that she can even make immortals difficult to fight with her charm, and her personality is fluctuating. There were countless demon cultivators who died in her hands, but because of her strength, no one dared to deal with her.

After all, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion who died the most under enchanting hands were the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion. Now that Guya sees her, isn't it still honest?

"Why, I can't come here for you!" The enchanting words were half-hearted, Guya's face changed and changed, and finally he forced a smile.

"of course not."

"Okay, I didn't come to see you. I only came here when I heard that Junior Brother Mo was here. Why is Tiandao Pavilion a rare place for you."

When Qi Huan heard the willow eyebrows, he got a black bamboo shoot, and another one came out here. Brother Mo, she is called intimate! The peach blossoms of this **** man blossomed more vigorously.

And while the enchanting spoke, he leaned against Mo Ye, seeing that his hands were about to encircle Mo Ye's right arm, Mo Ye suddenly raised his hand and hooked his finger towards Qi Huan, "Xiao Huan, come here." This movement was very natural. , No one can single out the fault, but it just happened to be enchanting. The enchanting could not help pouting her red mouth, and stamped her feet with anger. Even if she looked angry, she couldn't help making everyone swallow hard.

Qi Huan flattened his mouth, hum, count him on the road.

The enchanting spoke just now, but it was deliberately to run off the old way of Gu Ya, she didn't notice Qi Huan, and she turned her eyes to Qi Huan when Mo Ye called Qi Huan. Qi Huan's appearance seemed to be unable to compare with her. She was wearing a robes of no beauty, and she couldn't see anything outstanding at all, but she had never seen Mo Ye smile at anyone except this Qi Huan.

Qi Huan walked over and took Mo Ye's arm naturally. Just as the two were about to turn around and walk outside, the unwilling voice of the old Gu Ya Dao rang again, "Friend Mo Ye, please give us an explanation for Tiandao Pavilion."

Qi Huan tilted his head and looked at Gu Ya, considering whether to give him a thunder for his insight. Mo Ye was even more ruthless, he directly ignored Gu Ya Lao Dao, didn't even look at him, turned around and wanted to leave.

Gu Ya is the head of Tiandao Pavilion anyway, Qi Huan's attitude just now made him hold his stomach, and after another Mo Ye, no matter how good his temper is, he can't help but burst out.

"Mo Ye, stop for me!"

Mo Ye stopped and glanced at Gu Ya, "Why are you?"

"By the way I am the head of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion!" When Gu Ya said this, his voice contained the power to attack the soul~www.readwn.com~Qi Huan just glanced at her enchantingly, and her heart and soul became a little unstable. Being called by Gu Ya, a strong murderous intent suddenly inexplicably surged in his heart.

She turned her head and looked at Gu Ya Lao Dao, "Tian Dao Pavilion is nothing."

Many people have said this before, but the grass on their graves has grown taller than people. Therefore, after Qi Huan said this, everyone fell silent.

"Junior Brother Mo, your apprentice is so courageous." Enchantingly stood aside and looked at Qi Huan. If she said that, maybe she will be fine, it's just Qi Huan... How long can Mo Ye protect her?

"Xiao Huan, be good, let's go back." Mo Ye felt Qi Huan's body tremble slightly, and a trace of Nine Nether Thunder came out of her fingertips, making a crackling sound. He knew that Qi Huan was probably affected by the murder again, and he was anxious to take her out of here.

Qi Huan hadn't killed many people in the past, and once she couldn't help it, she would probably fall into a demon, and even Mo Ye would not be able to save her.

"I...Mo...I feel uncomfortable." Qi Huan's hands trembled uncontrollably, and a tyrannical murderous aura from his divine consciousness burst out, instantly filling her black and white eyes with bloodshot eyes.

Qi Huan bit her lower lip, she didn't understand at all, just said a few words, why would she want to kill everyone here so much.

"It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a while." Mo Ye held Qi Huan in his arms, pressed his fingertips against her eyebrows, and sent a pure aura into Qi Huan's mind. After a long time, the feeling was suppressed, Qi Huan's whole body was already soaked, and she leaned weakly in Mo Ye's arms, not wanting to move.

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