"This is the fate of wanting to harm this fairy!" Soon after, the little female cultivator Xuehua suddenly appeared beside them, sighed and said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info乐-文-

"You were all very beautiful. But now you're no different from the ugly bastards. Which male nun will find you to be a Taoist companion in the future?" Suddenly, the little female cultivator Xuehua laughed "poof". After a moment, he sneered sarcastically.

"The little junior sister's methods are really good, these fellow senior sisters would never have thought that they would suffer such a big loss in your hands. Suddenly, a melodious voice like a silver bell sounded from behind another piece of ice.

A young monk in a white robe walked slowly out from behind the ice rock.

Beside the young monk were four young monks in blue robes, who looked at the young monk with great respect. Looking at her gaze, it was almost like looking at her own master. This young monk's surname is Wang, and her name is Wan. Born noble, his great-great-grandmother was a supreme elder of the Fairy Palace.

"Little junior sister, do you know how much you are hated? I heard that you will soon become the twenty-fourth personal disciple of the palace master, which is to cut off the path of advancement of countless fellow disciples. If you don't die, where will we have the opportunity to worship under her old man's house?" the young female monk Wang Wan suddenly sighed softly, glanced at the little female monk Xuehua contemptuously, and said coldly.

Then she sneered a few more times, and then said softly: "So, Senior Sister Xuehua, you must die!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power fluctuations on the girl monk Wang Wan's body suddenly skyrocketed several times, and a bronze small tripod suddenly appeared in her hand.

As soon as the bronze small tripod appeared, the little female cultivator Xuehua suddenly felt that the breath in her body suddenly boiled.

This bronze tripod was only the size of a palm, and its surface shimmered with strange wisps of blood.

The hands of the young monk Wang Wan quickly changed the seal, and soon the bronze small tripod was suspended in mid-air, and then it spun rapidly, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura suddenly surged towards it.

The rapidly rotating bronze tripod seemed to be distorted into a small world, and once the aura of heaven and earth approached it, it would immediately disappear without a trace.

At this moment, the bronze tripod has also become the size of a small mountain, and the mouth of the tripod is like a black hole with a diameter of ten zhang.

A large amount of heaven and earth aura was constantly devoured by the bronze Xiaoding, and then turned into a large area of aura and poured into the hand seal of the young monk Wang Wan.

Soon, a very mysterious seal slowly condensed in the palm of the young monk Wang Wan's hand.

The little female cultivator Xuehua hurriedly turned into an afterimage and flew into the distance, but when she flew out of the three hundred zhang, the seal in the palm of the girl monk Wang Wan finally condensed.

It was a thunderbolt, like a thunderball jumping above the head of the young monk Wang Wan, filled with a terrifying power that was most masculine and strong.

At first, the thunderball was the size of a soybean, and after a few moments, it swelled to the size of a fist. The terrifying power of the most masculine and rigid force has also increased several times.

Go!

The young monk Wang Wan suddenly let out a coquettish shout, and then a huge spiritual power came out from her palms, pushing the thunderball above her head in the direction where the little female cultivator Xuehua escaped.

Thundered!

The thunderball turned into a thunderbolt, the speed was extremely terrifying, and it was a hundred miles in an instant, and after half a breath, it caught up with the little female cultivator Xuehua who was dozens of miles away.

At this time, the female cultivator Xueyun in the high-altitude ice clouds suddenly made a move, and at this moment, a terrifying immortal power erupted in her body, and a pair of beautiful eyes were like electricity, extremely cold, like a god overlooking all living beings.

With a bang, a low-grade fairy sword in the sword bag on her back flew out silently, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura immediately converged towards the fairy sword, and soon a ten thousand zhang long sword light condensed.

"Wang Wan, you dare to harm your fellow junior sister. With my snow clouds, it is difficult for you to succeed. The female cultivator Xueyun in the sky let out an earth-shattering roar.

At this time, between the snowflakes of the little female cultivator on the ground, countless thunder aura was surging towards her in all directions, and they were condensing into countless thunder lights.

With bursts of deafening thunder, the thunder light as thick as a finger finally condensed.

Go!

The girl monk Wang Wan let out a coquettish cry again, and the spiritual power in her palms suddenly increased several times, and then the thunderball suddenly flew into the sky, shooting straight towards the ice clouds in the sky.

The thunderball flew towards the high-altitude ice clouds at a high speed, and at the same time, more than a dozen thumb-thick thunderbolts flew out, and they turned into more than a dozen thunder lights and disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the high-altitude ice clouds in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the four blue-robed monks exclaimed almost at the same time, "Senior sister, you 。。。。。。 ”

As soon as the words came out, a thousand-foot-long sword light flew down from the sky, slashing at their bodies.

After a loud snort, the four blue-robed monks were suddenly covered in terrifying sword wounds, and a moment later, their bodies burst and turned into clouds of blood mist.

The girl monk Wang Wan was also slashed by the flying sword light, but at the last moment, she urged the bronze tripod to turn into a cyan streamer and shook the sword, and in an instant, an incomparably terrifying loud sound sounded.

The void on all sides suddenly cracked hundreds of spatial cracks, and streams of colorful and filamentous spatial turbulence poured out from the spatial cracks.

Hiss!

Several spatial turbulences violently bombarded the body of the young monk Wang Wan, and suddenly her robe was blown to pieces, her snow-white and pink body was burned black, and wisps of black smoke continued to emerge from her scorched skin.

The body of the young monk Wang Wan trembled as if it had been clicked, and after a while, it let out a miserable howl, and then turned into a cloud of flying ashes.

At this time, because the bronze tripod lost control, it suddenly turned into a cyan streamer and flew into the distance.

As for the thunderball, it immediately burst open, shattering a large cloud of ice around it.

Xue Yun, a female cultivator who was a hundred feet away from the thunderball, was also blown up almost by it, while Zhao Yu, who was farther away from the thunderball, was slightly better, but he was also dizzy.

The power of this thunderball is really terrifying, if it directly hits the female cultivator Xueyun, I am afraid that it will really be scattered.

In such a terrifying explosion, a large area of snow clouds in the sky cracked, and after a while, Zhao Yu and the female cultivator Xue Yun slowly descended from the sky with various air wings and hydrofoils.

The wind blew the long black hair of the snow clouds, and at this moment her beautiful face was pale, but her whole body exuded a suffocating terrifying coercion, and the water attribute exercises she cultivated could bless the invisible general trend of the surrounding heaven and earth on herself in this icy and snowy world. That's why there is such a terrifying coercion.

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