Immortal life from eternal life by leek flower pickle

“Qingxue, do you know him?”

“I just met before entering the Immortal Courtyard, and I know that this person’s name is Zhang Yuzhen.”

Shen Hao looked at Zhang Yuzhen with a look of jealousy and said: “Then you have to be careful with this person, he is the son of the Tianwu King of the Daxu Dynasty, he has extremely high qualifications, he is a master of the seven-fold inner strong realm of the flesh, it is possible at any time, stepping into the realm of divine bravery, and he is ruthless, extremely good woman, and the woman who died in his hands is unknown.”

Fang Qingxue’s eyes narrowed, and she didn’t know what she was thinking.

“Open the door.”

Seeing the son of King Tianwu standing in the center, several examiners glanced at each other, and at the same time waved their hands, and a golden light from each hand shot into the pitch-black portal.

Click~

With the entry of those several golden rays of light, the mist that originally blocked the pitch-black portal dispersed.

A demon shadow that was one and a half feet tall jumped out and landed on the ground with incomparable ferocity, violentness, and shock.

Fang Xuan also carefully observed this so-called divine power puppet, the whole body was dark, the skin was like a black shell, covered with scales, there were two flesh horns on the head, fangs were flared, the claws of the hands were like hooks, the muscles under the blood-red scales in the eyes were like steel plates, one by one, and with a little force, the muscles and bones made a crackling explosion.

Especially this divine power puppet, the legs are very long, very bouncing.

As soon as this divine power puppet was released, the demon power was fierce, fast as a cheetah, and extremely fierce, only to see a black shadow flashing, and five fingers towards Zhang Yuzhen.

Zhang Yuzhen snorted coldly, the purple jade folding fan in his hand was closed, the qi and blood around his body were surging, his feet stepped on dry steps, and the folding fan was like a blade towards the chest of the divine power puppet.

“Divide the gold and break the jade.”

I saw a cold light flash on the purple jade folding fan, and it hit the chest of the divine power puppet hard With

a sound of gold and iron, Zhang Yuzhen’s face changed drastically, and he quickly retreated.

A huge hole appeared in the chest of the divine power puppet, from which black blood flowed.

But the mysterious puppet seemed to be unaware of this injury, his arms were like claws, and his five fingers were grabbed towards Zhang Yuzhen, beckoning to dig his heart and stomach, breaking his intestines and breaking his brain.

The onlookers were also solemn.

“What a strong defense.”

“That purple jade folding fan I know, it is made of thousand-year-old purple jade, which is several times harder than Xuan Iron, and it is only a breakthrough to break the defense, and it cannot cause serious injuries, which is too exaggerated.”

“What’s more, Zhang Yuzhen is an inner strong realm, if the strength is like a galloping horse, with the purple jade folding fan, the mountain stone can also break a hole.”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuzhen jumped in the face of the attack of the divine power puppet, and the purple jade folding fan in his hand flicked, and directly three steel needles shot out from the inside, and went straight to the eyes of the strength puppet.

Puff~ The

steel needle hit the target, and a trace of blood flowed out from the eye socket of the divine power puppet, and the frequency of the attack was instantly disrupted.

“Right now, the breath is long.”

Zhang Yuzhen stepped on his feet and violently walked towards the divine power puppet, the purple jade folding fan in his hand shook, and the sword qi rolled away like a river.

Whoops~ The

purple jade fan slashed through the neck of the divine power puppet.

Knock knock~ The

head of the divine power puppet was like a football, falling to the ground.

Zhang Yuzhen also fell from the air, panting heavily.

“Good, kill the mysterious puppet and pass the level, congratulations to you Zhang Yuzhen for becoming a disciple of the outer sect of the Feather Immortal Gate.” An examiner stepped forward and said loudly.

Zhang Yuzhen also showed joy on his face, and withdrew from the aperture after saluting.

With a wave of the examiner’s right hand, a strong wind threw the killed mysterious puppet into the pitch-black portal, and suddenly there was a creaking and chewing sound in the portal, and the people who listened were creepy.

“Next.”

Another examiner stood in the center of the hall.

The portal once again released a new divine power puppet and slaughtered out.

After a long while, the examiner burst out of the aperture with a frightened face, and his chest was already covered in blood, and if he was a little slower, it was estimated that his heart would have been taken out.

With the obstruction of the aperture, the divine power puppet cannot come out, and can only roar loudly in it.

“Unqualified.”

The examiner coldly announced the results.

The examiner was also dejected and pale.

“Next.”

“Next.”

“Next.”

“Next.”

Some passed, some failed, although many people were injured, but not life-threatening, but the examiner would help at every moment of life and death.

However, as long as the examiner makes a move, it means that the assessment has failed.

“I’ll come.”

Shen Hao walked out and stood in the center of the circle of the hall with a long sword in hand.

“Put the power puppet.”

In the face of the violent divine power puppet, Shen Hao did not have the slightest panic, and the long sword in his hand opened and closed, but the move was fatal.

Stepping on a delicate step, constantly shuttling around the divine power puppet, the speed is not fast, but it can always avoid the attack of the divine power puppet in a dangerous place.

Perhaps seeing Fang Xuan’s doubts, Shen Ruolan explained: “The footwork performed by the royal brother is called “Dragon-shaped Flying Tiger Step”, which is one of the three major exercises of the outer gate of the Feather Immortal Gate. The

three major exercises of the outer gate are Songhe Wanshou Fist, Dragon-shaped Flying Tiger Step, and Flying Spirit Soft Bone Body. Body techniques,

footwork, and fist techniques all have the effect of quenching the flesh, but the direction is different and the focus is different.

The Fang family only inherited the Songhe Wanshou Fist, and it was obvious that as a disciple of the royal family, there was naturally preferential treatment, after all, it was not a matter of saying that so many offerings were made every year.

“Raging waves.”

Shen Hao shouted, and the sword in his hand instantly pierced the forehead and eyebrows of the divine power puppet, and then fell to the ground.

“Kill the divine power puppet and pass the assessment.” The examiner said in a loud voice.

Shen Ruolan quickly stepped forward to help Shen Hao, who was a little out of strength.

“Congratulations.” Fang Xuan said with a smile.

“Thank you.”

“Brother Huang, are you all right?” Shen Ruolan said worriedly.

“It’s okay, it’s just a matter of detachment, just rest for a while, you must be careful later, if you can’t admit defeat, the first assessment is important, but life is more important.” Shen Hao admonished.

“Hmm.”

Fang Qingxue glanced at Shen Hao, showing a slightly disappointed look, got up and walked towards the center of the hall.

There was not the slightest look of panic on his face, but instead he was calm and relaxed, holding a sword in his hand.

Fang Qingxue’s appearance also brightened the eyes of everyone who participated in the assessment.

What a cold woman.

Zhang Yuzhen, who was not far away, also turned his gaze, especially when he felt that Fang Qingxue’s cold, fairy-like temperament was fiery.

“If such a beautiful woman can be pressed under her and destroy her lofty temperament with her own hands, it must be extremely cool.”

“Put the power puppet.” The examiner shouted.

As the black mist cleared, a new mysterious puppet emerged from it.

Facing the divine power puppet, Fang Qingxue did not wait like those before, but took the initiative to attack.

A dance of swords pneumatic in all directions.

“Kill.”

It seems that the Moon Palace fairy is holding a sword and dancing lightly, swinging the sword like a splash of ink landscape, elegant figure, butterflies, but extremely tricky, murderous.

After dozens of moves, a sword pierced the throat of the divine power puppet.