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Chapter 17 The red-haired old immortal battles Venerable Lord Linyuan(1/2)

The old fairy red-haired eyes watched as her son turned into a mummy, her eyes were blood-red and almost crazy. As she ran away from the sword, her whole body was filled with flames, and she had instantly returned to the reed beach.

The woman, who looked like a girl in the city, had no intention of retreating when facing the ancestor of Youhuang Realm. She let go of the mummy between her five fingers, and her figure suddenly turned into a red afterimage. Nine swords in her arms were thrown out and inserted on the ground.

The woman bit her fingers with her mouth, and a drop of crystal clear red blood bead fell on the hilt of one of the swords, and scolded:

"town!"

Buzz

Nine swords began to tremble rapidly on the ground!

The next moment, the reeds around the surroundings that had not been burned by fire were instantly flattened to their original position.

The rolling flames on the red-haired old immortal were also floating downwards, and the flying sword under his feet instantly lost control and fell to the ground, making it difficult to control it any longer.

The old fairy red-haired lost the flying sword under her feet, and her body fell directly from the air back to the ground, her eyes were filled with surprise:

"This is……"

The woman continued to speed without saying a word, and the blood beads dripped from her fingers, pulling a blood line on the ground. In an instant, she circled the red-haired old fairy for a whole circle.

The old fairy red-haired was shocked by the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth. Seeing the little girl in the city surrounding her body, she didn't dare to move.

Zuo Lingquan noticed that the old fairy of Red Hair was running back to the shore, and thought that Tang Jingyan had run out to help. He was frightened and flew out of the river. He looked up and saw the flattened reed marsh and flames, and was stunned on the spot:

"Qingyan..."

The other two were also stunned.

Situ Zhenxiao was not much different than the three of them, and said incrediblely:

"What's this?"

The lady in the bronze mirror had already stood up and said in a deep voice:

"The Demon-Crossing Sword Formation, the Dragon Prisoning Formation, such a big deal... She is only at the twelve level of Qi refining, how could she use this kind of immortal art?"

Situ was shocked and opened his mouth wide, and he definitely couldn't explain.

In just these two sentences, the Dragon Prisoner Array has taken shape.

The blood on the ground was connected in a circle, and as the woman quickly pinched her hands, she shouted:

"town!"

The bloodstains lit up, and then a phantom of a tall tower appeared in the air.

The tower is nine floors high and is black-red. Each floor has complex inscriptions that are directly smashed from the air.

Boom

The ground was sunk, and the old fairy red-haired was as if she was pressed by a mountain on her head. Her body instantly fell down a lot. She bent her waist and carried the tower. She couldn't control the sword, so she could only raise her hand to pinch her fingers:

"Leave!"

The words follow the words, and the raging fire that was pressed toward the ground gathered into the center to form the prototype of a fire python.

But the fire python had not yet been fully formed, so the woman raised her hand and said lightly:

"untie!"

After saying that, the newly condensed fire python fell apart and turned into flames and was pressed on the ground.??!

Zuo Lingquan and Zhao Wuxie widened their eyes together, unable to understand.

However, Zuo Lingquan was not dazed. Seeing that the old fairy red-haired was trapped, he rushed over without any hesitation.

Situ shook it and said, "Uncle Master, I know that there is a method of using magic in the world, so there is a method of reverse cracking. This is the 'Fire Dragon Technique · Explanation'."

The beauty in the palace dress in the bronze mirror could not suppress the shock in her heart:

"Impossible. If you don't say that you can see through the details of the magic when you pinch the skills, how can you reversely dismantle the magic of the monk Youhuang?"

Situ Zhenhan naturally didn't know.

The old fairy red-haired was still shocked just now, but now she was confused in her eyes. She thought that the trick had been wrong, so she quickly raised her hand and said:

"Leave!"

The flames surged under his feet, turning into a ring of fire that swept across the surroundings.

But the fire ring had not yet run out of the tower, and the woman raised her hand and pinched her hands again:

"untie."

The fire ring disappeared and disappeared completely.

"Leave!"

"untie."!!!

I'll beat your mother!

The old fairy red-haired face was confused and astonished, and she stared blankly at the young lady in Shijing who was nearly ten levels weaker than him, but she didn't know what to do.

Although it seems to be a one-sided crush, the woman's cultivation level of the twelve level of Qi refining is real. No matter how powerful the magic is, it is difficult to make up for the shortcomings of the thin reserves of true qi. In just a few immortal magic, the red mist on her body dissipated completely and her face turned a little pale. However, the cold cheek did not change at all.

After pressing down the old fairy red-haired fairy, the woman raised her left hand.

On the bank of the river, Zuo Lingquan was galloping, and the black arm guard on his wrist was instantly disassembled into red silk threads, flying to the woman's right hand, turning into a long sword full of red.

The moment the woman held the hilt of the sword, her murderous aura rushed into the sky.

The river bank suddenly fell into silence, as if even the rolling waves were frozen.

The rolling flames on the ground were pulled by the power of the five elements and gathered on the sword edge.

Zuo Lingquan felt the sword in his hand trembling, and he felt like he was difficult to lift, as if there was a sword mountain hell that would never be reborn in the future. If you dare to step forward, you would be chopped into meat paste by ten thousand swords.

This is the sword intent!

The most obvious feeling is the red-haired old fairy who becomes the target.

The old fairy Chifa felt that the sword intent in front of him soared into the sky, like a sharp blade that could cut off all things in the world. It rose in front of him, and it was difficult to face it or avoid it. Before he could be chopped out, he had become a dead person!

The woman's eyes were silent, and she raised the long sword generated by the flames, and her body instantly reached the Red-haired Old Immortal, and she slashed her sword horizontally.

call out

The sword sound was almost harsh.

The flame turned into half a month, and with its invincible sharpness, it slashed at the chest of the red-haired old fairy.

The old fairy red-haired was shocked by the intent of Tongtian sword, but the instinct to survive was still there. While resisting the tower, the thick armor condensed by the true energy on the surface of her body, and the protective energy covers the whole body at the same time.

result……

Snap

The sword edge fell on the armor, leaving a sword mark.

The red-haired old fairy was unharmed!??

Zuo Lingquan and Chifa Old Fairy were stunned at the scene of heavy thunder and little rain.

After all, the sword intent is the sword intent and has no actual killing power.

No matter how powerful a woman is, she is only at the twelve levels of Qi refining. It is already a miracle to trap the old immortals of red hair with magical techniques. The difference between them is too big. This shocking sword is not easy to cut a sword mark when facing enemies nearly ten levels higher than them.

Situ stared at him in shock, and was a little discouraged when he saw this scene:

"Hey, I thought it was so amazing. I still refining my energy after a long time, but it was a pity."

The beauty in the palace dress in the bronze mirror seemed to understand who the city girl was, so she sat back on the soft couch and said calmly:

"This is the sword 'dragon-slaying', the sword of the dragon slaying, and the sword of the ancestor."

"Is this the ancestor's Jian Yi? Then this little girl is...my mother!"

Situ Zhenhan suddenly realized who this young lady in the city was, and said incrediblely:

"The ancestor personally became this boy's Taoist protector?"

"What about that?"

"Uncle Master, you don't have this blessing..."

The palace beauty's voice was indifferent: "Who did she want to favor? Do you still need to ask me what I mean?"

Situ shook his words and knew that his uncle was angry. He called his ancestor "her", which was obviously disrespectful. He quickly put away the bronze mirror and ran away, fearing that the ancestor opposite the river would hear it.

The other side.

After the woman took the sword, Zuo Lingquan did not watch it, rushed to the front and raised his hand and stabbed the sword marks on the old fairy red-haired, trying to break the protective armor.

It’s a pity that Mo Liu’s sword energy took action. Before it fell on the armor, the sword marks on the old fairy’s body had recovered as before. When the long sword stabbed, it only left a sword mark, and it was impossible to break the defense.

The old fairy red-haired was frightened by all kinds of unprecedented magical powers, but after connecting several sets, she found that she could not control objects and could not straighten her waist because she was pressed, and she didn't seem to feel particularly uncomfortable.

Seeing that the two of them joined forces and didn't even touch his clothes, the horror in the red-haired old fairy's eyes slowly turned into doubt, and then they understood and turned into hideousness:

"I thought you were so capable, so I was shocked!"

As he said that, he forced himself to carry the tower and rushed towards the woman with all his might.
To be continued...
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